Ruination Novels & Stories

Snaking his arm around her naked wet waist, he pulled her on his body, making her heart shivered when their intimate parts got rubbed against each other. Damien clutched her nape and tugged her face near, almost brushing their lips. A sadistic grin was playing on his face. "Then stop trying to hate me, mi vida because your hate will end me and my love is going to ruin you," he cooed against her mouth, before sealing her mouth with his lips. Zia closed her eyes and with no further defiance, submitted her soul to him because now she clearly understood one thing that…. she was soon going to get Ruined In His Love.

IS THIS what he wants? To humiliate me in front of many people? To ruin my reputation and my femininity? Great. Just great! He succeeded. I'm completely ruined to the point where even a garbage collector would be embarrassed to pick me up. There's nothing left of me. I'm completely destroyed! I don't have a home, parents to take care of me, or even a grandmother to lean on. The only thing that I was guarding so carefully has also disappeared. My reputation is gone, and worst of all, even my femininity.

the caster, the target and the bond-mate but the result was permanent absolute This was the answer... the solution for my problem, I would not just defeat them I would unmake them and leave them broken and empty two shells sharing a ghost of what I had stolen, she would look at him and feel nothing he would reach for her and find a void and I. I would take what was always mine not through her heart but through her ruin

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?" Jenny was crying. She refused to believe my words. Galen's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at me. "Sabrina, you hate me, don't you?" I met his gaze calmly. "I hate you. I hate your betrayal. I hate that you destroyed my ability to save lives. But Galen, I am not someone who would let personal feelings override human life. I cannot cure your illness." His shoulders slumped, and he leaned against the doorframe. Then, he slowly walked away. However, he didn't go far before his body collapsed to the floo

“This is her fault. Ivy. She turned him into this. Victor was a good boy before she embarrassed this family, before she dragged our name through mud and humiliated us in front of the Wolfes!” Linda gasped. “Richard...stop...” But he pressed on, eyes shining with furious desperation. “This...this humiliation ritual she enjoys must end,” he spat. “Now. Before Robert Wolfe decides we are not worth the alliance at all.” Andrew winced. “Dad...” “No!” Richard spun toward him, his rage sharp and blinding. “You will get her back. Before it’s too late. Robert is already thinking of destroying us. Do you understand what that means? Our debts. Our reputation. Our business. Our home!”

Just for a moment. But then, from the depths of his mind, came another voice. Deep, calm, merciless. “Do you truly think love will save you again?” The sky bled crimson. Soren’s aura flared outward, a tidal wave of energy that shook the air itself. Lucien stepped back, triumphant, his face lit by the godfire unfolding before him. The god within Soren—the Ruin—was awakening, and every heartbeat of his vessel sent tremors through the valley.

and the devastation of them. Kael's face became stern. "Devastation? I believed the Keeper to have stated that they couldn't be destroyed. Zara turned the pages and stated, "That's what it said." However, this—this indicates differently. There is a method to unmake the shards, but they cannot be destroyed normally. The Ritual of Reclamation is the name given to it. Kael scowled. "What's involved in that?" Zara's face furrowed as she read the paragraph quickly. "All the shards must be brought together. They used to be a source of great strength and a component of a whole. They will revert to their initial state if they are reunited.

It was sabotage. Sabotage; deliberately destroy, damage, or obstruct something. Or someone. As angelic as she was, Liviana had a dark side. She could sabotage- spiraling as she destroyed those bonds before they solidified. As sweet as she was, she could be quite bitter. She could hold a grudge, nursing it like a wound and holding it like a promise that needed to be fulfilled. As sweet as she could be, Liviana could also be a bitch. With secret horns, she could mock, sneer, demean and demolish, and all with just a few words, she could have someone in pieces.

#It’s a M3L0N#: “What a vicious woman!” #Haier’s Brother#: “Framing others with drugs, what a disgusting act! She’s ruined another person’s reputation for a lifetime.”

Pretend it never happened? Fuck.