Rue Bennett Novels & Stories

Butch and Eve arrived at the castle, they got down from the carriage and entered into the castle. Ellie who has never been to the castle before was surprised at the way the building walls were decorated with marbles. Despite how surprised she was, she managed to keep it to herself to avoid disgracing herself. They walked forward and entered the building when suddenly she heard a woman called out to Butch, she was walking down the stairs. "Butch, what are you doing here? We're not expecting to see you today? Have you brought a new one?" The head maid asked, noticing a girl behind him.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

The doorbell rang. Chantelle froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She heard her cousin Isabella get up to open the door. She couldn't hear what was being said, but she heard the sound of someone else coming into the house. After a few moments, her uncle came back into the kitchen, followed by his wife. "Chantelle," Rosemary her uncle's wife called out. "Yes ma" She answered."

Julian announced. William thought for a moment before changing his mind. "Fine, I'll go with truth." "Tell us three flaws of Bennett," Morgan instructed. William was aware of their little plot. Just as he was about to usher them out, Renee showed up with a plate of creamy bacon pasta she had prepared earlier. The irresistible aroma of Renee's cooking made William abandon his attempt to send them away. "Bennett's got a couple of flaws. One, he's into my daughter. Two, he wants to snatch her away. Three, he's clueless about his own value," William declared.

the board had voted her out of the business. So not only did she lose her parents, she lost her dream job, and her father legacy essentially his third child. He had built that company from the ground up, from the start up in their garage to the number one business in Seattle. Everyone in the business world had wishes to work there if they were to make a name for themselves. As of now though there was nothing she could do about it. Now for the last week she has been getting up at dawn and started looking for jobs. Every interview she did went well but she was always too experienced for what the company was looking for. This company was her last resort and it was for a position she could chok

“You’re right Hazel and oh Nina it’s important that you give us a colour to work with “ insisted Scarllet “Uhmm, I don’t have a beat colour but Aiden said Red looks good on me” I said with a small smile “No, red is going to be too shorty and then it will all collide with your hair colour …we need another colour , there’s a lot of colour options out there “ suggested Scarllet

"What do you know about Rhea Bennett?" She shrugged, clearly enjoying my reaction. "Remember when you and Maurice said her name and refused to tell me who she was?" She crossed the room and sat on my bed. "I did some digging. You asked if Maurice saw her when he went to your office, so I figured she works there. I called and asked for Rhea. Apparently there's only one—an intern. So I asked for her last name." She pressed her palms into the mattress and a smile curved at her mouth. "Imagine my face when they said Bennett."

A pearl necklace rested around her throat, and the handbag beside her looked expensive enough to pay someone’s monthly salary. She stood when she saw me. “Mrs. Rossi.” “Good morning.” “I am Elena Bellini.” We shook hands. “My husband was Capo Bellini for thirty-one years.” She sat and I sat across from her. “I’ve come to help you understand your responsibilities.” I stared at her. “My responsibilities.” “Yes.” She said it as though I had asked whether the sky was blue. “What exactly are those?” She smiled. “That depends on how much influence you intend to have.”

That I had returned—stronger, shinier, and with a heartbeat still intact. But that plan crumbled the second I saw him. Leo Devereaux. Standing tall on the center dais, dressed in a charcoal suit with his signature gold pin. His smile was disarming—warm, practiced, perfectly designed to win over any room. My pulse thudded. He stood beside her. Althea Moreau. Perfect. Poised. The woman they all whispered about. We shared similar beginnings, orphans folded into high society by distant relatives and careful grooming. But while I remained ordinary, Althea seemed touched by something untouchable.

Bennett says, but I’m not convinced. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… actually, I don’t want to…” “I’m fine, Ricci,” he repeats more severely now, and defeated, I nod yes to him. “Okay. Good night, Mr. Bennett!” “Good night, Ricci!” I force myself to turn my back to him again, open the door, and enter the room, closing it again without looking at him again. However, I lean against the wood, feeling myself gasp at his distorted vision under that storm. Bennett resembled a black angel broken into a thousand pieces. His painful sobs still echo inside my head, and it unsettles me to know that the almighty David Bennett is actually a devastated human being in some way. I shake my head to push those