Ruhi Books Novels & Stories

"Whatever she decides, at least it'll finally be her decision, not one made for her by someone more powerful." The bookshop, when they finally found it, sat on a quiet corner of a town that felt like it belonged to an entirely different decade, warm light spilling from its windows despite the late hour. A woman was visible through the glass, silver haired, moving slowly between shelves with the careful, deliberate motions of someone who'd built an entire peaceful life out of the wreckage of an earlier one. She looked up the moment the bell above the door announced their entrance, and something in her expression shifted instantly from polite welcome to sharp, immediate wariness.

“Sorry you have to face bullies. You will survive by keeping your head low but sharp and very vigilant. Raising your head high without backbone won't end well.” Riana stares at me. A beat too long. Sadness flashes in her eyes as she suddenly pulls me close for a hug. “I could literally hear the saddness in your voice. Sorry you had to go through so much.” “Ah,” she pulls away in a sudden. “I just remembered something. I saw a hidden book about red wolves. It is full of mythology and facts about you.” My eyes widen. “Where is it?” Raina takes me to her room. It's my first time entering. Mine and her room has no differences. Only that papers, files, and books are almost at every corner. There

Hi, bubble butts. Welcome to The Submission Saga. I’m so excited to write for y'all again. Before we proceed with the chapters, I've got a few things to say. This time, we’re in for a collection of 9 books, 9 lovable and intense characters all inside this Omegaverse series. Truth be told, I’m low-key trembling, but don’t worry… your author will survive. Since this is going to be a long ride, we need to make the journey fun and worth it. Because of that, I’ve come up with a few extra things we might do along the way.

They rushed towards me through the stacked crowd. "Hey Nikolas, you forgot about us." One of the supermodels said as they moved in for a hug. Their fragrance was soft and sweet, their scent melted my heart. I closed my eyes to inhale it fully, I almost let go of myself, and then a gut feeling set in. Open your eyes. I slowly opened them and was taken aback by the sparkling image across the room. Rainora wore a golden gown with shining stones scattered all over it. She looked like a star in a room of darkness as she came down the stairs majestically. Her long brunette hair was let loose to reach her bare shoulders. Her tiny purse had glitters on it that matched her brown eyes. Her fantastic

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The fresh sea breeze brushed against Serena’s face, carrying the scent of salt that seemed to wash away the lingering weight of Jakarta’s pollution and the bitter memories that had long suffocated her. Aboard a luxurious yacht cutting through the deep blue waters of Labuan Bajo, Serena Zea finally felt truly alive. The vessel glided smoothly, leaving a trail of white foam behind it—just like Serena, who had left the ruins of her past far beyond the horizon.

Which in English meant : The story of a dead woman. Dad was never one to read books so why would he keep a book that had a creepy title hidden inside his drawer? Curiosity got the best of me, making me pick up the book and sit down in Dad's office chair as I opened the book where I was immediately met by the first chapter. Chapter One: Le jour de ma première mort It was never easy to make a life changing decision but I never knew how that felt… because I never made my own decisions. Not once.

My best friend Nina had warned me about them but I was too blinded by his lies. I wasn’t going to let him spoil what I worked so hard for, I was going to the resort with or without. My flight was in 45 minutes time, I tried by best no to let it get to me but it stung and the more I tried to distract myself something about him would pop up on my phone.

“I really need to get into that orientation program. If I pass the final test and get the certificate, I will be eligible to qualify directly for the final interview for any international finance company.” “Yeah, it won’t matter to you, Arya, but it matters the world to me,” Raghu added to Sri’s sentiments. We sat there for another two hours during which I finished another book. “You really devour these romance books like food,” Sri smirked. “This cover,” I pointed at one of the sexiest covers that I had ever seen – a semi-naked couple in an intimate embrace, making out in the rain in a forest, “And this title is nowhere allowed in my home back in India. So, I want to read the entire collect

"Nah! No third option, Riri," Beatrix gulped. The title of the second book was 'The troublesome flowers'. It may seem like an interesting book about beautiful ladies and romance but really it's not. It was a horror story. Half a page of this book that she glanced at last year made her have sleepless nights. This book served the purpose of building the heart's strength and courage. A wizard or witch from time to time would go on missions. None of them was a stroll in the park. If one was not valiant, he/she wouldn't be able to do so. But she was still a babe. How can he read this sort of book to her? Is he truly her brother?