Ruin Jolie Vines Novels & Stories

Rolling hills covered in vineyards unfolded before them, creating a dreamy panoramic view. Ava was intrigued by the destination, wondering where Daniel was taking her. Each twist and turn of the road heightened her curiosity. The scent of fresh earth and the sweetness of ripe grapes wafted in the air, adding an intoxicating touch to the experience. Finally, the sports car came to a stop at the entrance of the "Maravillas del Duero" vineyard. The lights of the main building were on, and a path lined with still unlit streetlamps led into the vineyard. Daniel turned off the engine and turned to Ava with a mysterious smile.

Inside her private office, Serena was reviewing a draft contract for the international distribution of The Betrayal. Her success in securing global investors had sent her name soaring once again. But the calm was disrupted when her office door swung open without a knock. Vanes stepped in. She looked nothing like her usual self. Gone were the elegant silk dresses and flawless makeup. Her face was gaunt, her eyes swollen, and her trembling hands clutched her expensive handbag tightly. Serena’s skyrocketing success, combined with Dewangga’s crumbling reputation, had begun to seep into Vanes’s life like poison.

LILY'S POV The rain came before the tears. It fell hard and heavy against the window of my apartment, drowning out the silence that had filled the room since the day my world cracked open. I’d stopped counting the hours. My phone died three days ago or maybe four….I didn’t care enough to check. The lilies on the table… the same kind I’d chosen for the wedding had wilted into brown stems. Their scent, once soft and sweet, now smelled like something decaying.

“You are telling your father. Before dawn.” “I’m not,” I said, voice sharp. “If you want to, then go ahead. But I won’t.” Kade’s jaw clenched. “I love you, Rhea. Don’t make me watch you throw yourself into ruin.” Mari slipped her hand into mine, her eyes steady. “Sometimes ruin is exactly what the Goddess wants,” she whispered. I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. That night, lying awake in my small room under the eaves, I stared out at the ridge where the chapel sat in the distance. My mark glowed faintly in the moonlight.

“Go ahead. Don’t try to threaten me with divorce. You want to end it? We can walk out right now and do it. No need to keep up this tired act. Get up.” Mike pointed at my face and shouted, “Can’t you see her complexion? She’s lost so much blood that she’s gone pale! What kind of makeup artist could fake that in minutes?” For the first time, Derrick actually looked closely at me, and his expression faltered. That was when Serena suddenly burst into sobs. “Fine! It’s all my fault, okay! You’re all right. I’m the villain in everyone’s eyes. Ms. Jones, isn’t this what you wanted? You put on this whole show so everyone would hate me. Congratulations, you win. I’ll just go die now!”

Elena "Do I look like sin itself or what?" I muttered to my reflection in the mirror, adjusting the deep V neckline of the blood red dress which was clinging to my curves like a second skin. The slit on the side stopped just beneath my panties, if not then higher. I looked like a walking sin. The kind of sin that begged to be touched, bitten, ruined. I looked perfect, if not then better.

He rarely came back, even during the years, let alone at this hour. The villa was silent when I stepped inside, confirming my assumption. Without hesitation, I headed straight to the wine cabinet. However, all I found were James's precious collections. Hellen probably deemed the plum wine too “common” and had Aunt Jiang stash it somewhere out of sight. I sighed and made my way to the storage room, rummaging through the drawers. After some effort, I found the jars tucked into the farthest corner. As I crouched to pull them out, the hem of my skirt snagged on a sharp edge. A quiet ripping sound followed, and I froze, realizing the fabric had torn. The slit now exposed more than I was comfortab

“You’re… bossy when you’re scared.” “Shut up,” I snapped, though the tears burning my eyes betrayed the command. “You don’t get to joke about this. You don’t get to make light of bleeding out in front of me.” Celine’s heels clicked sharply on the concrete, echoing as she backed away toward the shadows. Her silhouette wavered like a phantom. “Touching,” she sneered. “But don’t forget, Soniahe chose this game. And Adrian? Adrian only showed him where the pieces really belonged.”

Pointing at the dozens of vines on the cliff, Hua Jin said, "See? These vines are very strong. We can climb up by the vines and leave this mountain stream. Zhou Tian takes a look. Sure enough, each vine is 20 meters long and as tall as a cloud. Moreover, the vines were extremely thick. If a person grabbed the vines and climbed up, they would definitely not break. However, in order to succeed, it was a test of physical strength. It was more than 20 meters high. It required strong arm strength and endurance to climb up with only two hands holding the vines. Zhou Tian estimated that he had no problem at all. He was worried about Hua Jin and did not know if the beauty could go up.

There was no saving him now. I sighed. "I warned you before. If you had listened and taken him to the hospital for early intervention, the risk could have been greatly reduced. Or I could have operated to remove the damaged nerves." I glanced at my scarred hands and shook my head. "But now, it's too late." My hands were destroyed, and I could no longer perform such delicate surgeries. Celine swayed and fainted. Jenny clutched me tightly. She shook her head and screamed, "Impossible! You're lying! You're still holding a grudge over his infidelity, right? You can save him. You're a top specialist from abroad! How could you fail?"