Rue Bennett Novels & Stories

“I did look. But there was no trace of you. At the accident scene, I only found part of your dress. I thought you were dead. Tell me then — why are you doing this?” Caramel let out a bitter laugh. “You want the truth? I’m Aura and Isabella’s half-sister. My father, Duke Stark, never acknowledged me. But my mother — Aura’s mother — cared for me, in her own way. The Queen was kind, but the rest of you just moved on with your perfect lives.” She stepped forward, shoulders trembling. “You all buried the truth. I was born in the shadows — an accident. A stain. When I found out who I was, I only wanted to meet my sisters. To know them. But I was told to stay away. That I didn’t belong.”

Bennett called, her voice sharp enough to stop Ryan at the door. Ryan turned halfway, annoyed. “Where do you think I’m going? I’m going home to change and then to work. Isn’t that what you wanted?” Mrs. Bennett crossed her arms. “What about the makeup?” Ryan let out a dry laugh. “Why do I even have to put makeup on? Everyone’s going to know something happened anyway. What’s the point?” “Because, Ryan,” Mrs. Bennett said, her tone patient but firm, “you look a lot worse than someone who just fell down the stairs. That story isn’t going to hold unless we make it look believable.”

Later that morning, an older guard lowered his eyes when she passed. His name was Bennett, and Rhea remembered him because his mate had died two winters ago during a fever that swept through the eastern cottages. He had stood in the snow outside the Luna corridor, refusing to come inside because grief had made his wolf unpredictable. Rhea had gone out to him instead. She remembered taking him broth herself, remembered Maddox watching from the archway with quiet concern, remembered Bennett whispering that his daughter would not speak since her mother died. Rhea had arranged for the child to work in the moon garden with the widows for a season.

she whispered, fierce and quiet so she would not wake the baby. The billionaire looked down at the woman defending her territory and felt a strange surge of respect for her defiance. The women in his world often folded under his intimidation, but Maren had a core of hardened steel forged by tragedy. "Your vulnerability is the least of my concerns when our mutual enemy is at this moment plotting a legal execution," Gideon said, gesturing toward the screen.

It was followed by the low, distinct sound of a rusted iron hinge groaning under pressure. Elena swallowed the sob rising in her throat. She couldn't afford to panic. She couldn't afford to be the helpless waitress she had been in Seattle. She was Alexander Sterling’s wife now; she was the mother of his heir, and she was carrying his unborn child. She had to fight.

Pretty smart, I know. "Well if its isn't my good friend jack who else would be disturbing me at this hour."A tall man walked in . "Am sorry for my disturbance."He said bowing. "You are forgiven,did you bring me a snack as a Compensation."He said staring at Bethany lustfully. "Well no she is a friend ,she escaped from Mr B property o thought I should bring her ."he said. "You must be pretty smart to get pass his security."he said surprised. "Its no big deal ,I just had to wait for the right time."I said.

Kiran York opened the door to find Ruth Sutton standing there, beautifully dressed. However, her attention quickly turned inside, searching for Snow Xander with a hint of gossip in her eyes. Snow, noticing Ruth's gaze, saw the latter dressed in a captivating, sexy manner. Ruth wore a purple dress that hugged her curves perfectly, adorned with a matching silk flower at the chest, adding an aura of nobility and charm. Her long, slender legs were encased in flesh-colored stockings, and she stood in black high heels, radiating a regal and sensual allure.

She yawned. She had been sitting for a long time, she was fatigued. “And you didn’t see him till you got here?”Ann inquired. “Yes, I have called him over fifty times. He's not taking the call and he's not returning the call”. Roxana sounds tired. “That’s bad. Too bad,”Ann lamented. “Too bad.I didn’t go to my workplace today. Just to see him and set things straight with him”She hissed. “Truly, he is exactly what the people call him ‘The Ruthless billionaire’. Now, I know he is”.

Scarlett placed her cutleries on the now empty plate and picked up the serviettes to wipe at her mouth before speaking, “So Oliver, as I’ve said, has told us a lot about you, but I’d like to hear you tell us a little about yourself.” Rue placed her hands on her lap and cleared her throat, an act she only did when she felt scared. “My name is Rue Zaine. I was born eighteen summers ago. I love to read and draw and I work at the North rich library for the last two years now.”

I said out aloud and both of them looked up at me with a smile. "Ara! you're back!" She climbed down the sofa and rushed over to me. I picked her up and she blessed me with her kisses on the face. I giggled and kissed her back. "Aw someone was excited to see me," I said and she nodded enthusiastically. I put her down and went to the kitchen to fetch something to drink. We had some orange juice and I poured it into a glass before going to sit with them and watch cartoons. Brenna was our next-door neighbor. She was a polite lady in her early forties and often babysat Crystal, my niece on weekdays as on weekends I was home I used to take her responsibility.