Ruin A Novel Novels & Stories

But curiosity had always been my fatal flaw. ‎ ‎My fingers trembled as I approached a shelf, drawn to a black folder with a photograph sticking out. I quickly turned on my flashlight to see a man in an expensive suit shaking hands with another figure whose face was circled in red ink. Notes scrawled in Daniel’s sharp handwriting covered the margins: “offshore accounts, money laundering, eliminate loose ends.” ‎ ‎The blood in my veins turned to ice water. ‎

Doesn’t matter who you are, I’ll ruin you if I have to. “I can do that. In fact when I was on my way I deleted my new blog. If this is going to hurt the people I love, I think it isn’t worth it. I’d rather have my old ordinary life back. Just let me go and you’ll never hear about me ever again. Your son can live his life however he likes and I will remain unbothered.” Mrs. Rylland smiled. “I’m glad to see that we are on the same page.”

Book 2 of the Golden Lycan Series Order of books; Book 1: The Lycan Alpha's Mate Book 2: Beta's Destined Mate Book 3: Tyrannized By The Alpha ****** //Author\\ Life was perfect for Raven when she was growing up. She had the best parents a child could ask for, but that was until she turned eight and her mother was attacked by a bear. ***** "Run Raven.....Run!" Melissa McQueen, Luna of the River Moon Clan yelled, looking at the giant bear as she gently backed away from the beast, with her hand clenched around Raven's.

Inside was a faded photo of Natalie, age five, grinning with a missing tooth. She held it out. Natalie didn’t take it. But she looked at it. Really looked. Then she walked back into the shelter, not saying another word. Meekey stood alone in the alley, hands shaking, the cold air slicing through her. She didn’t know what would happen next. But for the first time in fourteen years, it didn’t feel like the end. It felt like a beginning.

A foreign soul in a villain's body, with a Class that had existed three times in history and failed three times, heading toward a collapsed region to attempt building something from ruins while Imperial pursuit forces potentially closed the distance behind them. The novel had never described this sequence of events. He was fully in unmapped territory now. "Move out," he said. They left the camp's edge at a fast walk, heading west toward collapsed Ashfen proper. The grey soil stretched ahead of them, dead and flat, marked occasionally by structures that had been abandoned when the region failed. Kael walked and thought about the Class description still present in his awareness. Inheritor of R

Final Scene: Florence Summit Ruins Amara walked into the same opera house that had once been her ambush. Now, she stood over the bodies of those who had orchestrated it. All dead. Luca at her side. Dante behind her. Cassian silent. The opera lights flickered to life. And with blood under her heels, Amara whispered: “The Ruin War is over.” No one clapped. No one bowed. But the world changed.

*Dedication* For the ones who swore they weren’t into MM until it was Bram and Renzo. You lied. And you liked it. I wrote this for you. Welcome Home Sinner:) **************************************************** RENZO POV “He’s awake.” The voice sounded far away like it had to cut through thick water to reach me. My head throbbed, not just with pain, but with pressure. Like my skull was full of gunpowder and someone had already lit the fuse. My throat was dry. My chest felt heavy. And every inch of my body screamed like I’d been hit by a damn truck.

The Afterglow of Malice ​Jennifer’s POV ​The storm broke the moment we crossed the threshold of the villa. ​The tropical sky had turned the color of a bruised plum while we were on the mountain, and by the time the heavy timber doors of our pavilion shut behind us, the sky unburdened itself. Rain sheeted down in solid, deafening walls, obliterating the view of the canyon and turning the open-air edges of the suite into a gray, misty blur.

"This holding survived the purge itself, if you can believe it, burned once, rebuilt in secret by servants loyal enough to risk their own necks for a family already condemned, and burned again a generation later when someone finally reported the rebuilding to the crown. I found it exactly as you see it now, already a ruin by the time I was born, and decided, when I finally needed somewhere the world had already forgotten to look, that there was a kind of safety in choosing a place already assumed to be empty of anything worth searching for." Ren stepped past me first, the way he always did in unfamiliar spaces, testing the doorway's shadow before he'd let me follow, and I understood, watchin

I had intended to break her, to firmly remind her who exactly she married but the moment she stood over Gerald, cold and completely unbothered about the pooling blood, something stupid snapped inside me, she looked so damn good playing the boss. And then this bitch broke my nose, I touched the bridge of my nose, wincing slightly as a fresh throb of pain shot through my face. I pulled over at the secure yard a few blocks away from the warehouse, stepping into the cool night air, I washed the blood from my face and stripped out my ruined shirt, staring into the cracked mirror of the locker room, I looked deep into my own eyes. Rowan Moretti had officially declared war, he had shot my brother,