Ruth Hall Novel Novels & Stories

Isabella's POV The elevator doors opened straight into the gala hall on the top floors of the Thorne penthouse. My heels sank into the thick, soft red carpet as cool, perfectly chilled air washed over my skin. Crystal chandeliers hung from the high ceiling like falling diamonds, throwing soft golden light across everything in the room. The whole place smelled real rich — expensive champagne, fresh white roses, and warm melted butter from trays of lobster. I took a flute of champagne from the passing waitress in a black uniform. The glass felt real icy cold on my fingers. Tiny bubbles tickled my nose when I took a slow sip, the taste felt so crisp and sharp on my tongue.

In a desperate bid to stabilize myself, my hand accidentally pressed down hard on the door handle, throwing the door wide open. Thud! I tumbled forward, sprawling haphazardly onto the floor. The breathless groans inside the room ceased instantly. "Erika?!" the man shrieked. Reflexively, I snapped my head up. My eyes widened in absolute horror. "Roy?" He immediately disengaged himself, frantically pulling up his trousers in an absolute panic. I scrambled to my feet as fast as I could, sweeping up the scattered pages of my thesis draft from the floor. "I’m sorry... I didn't mean to interrupt you both," I stammered, spinning on my heel to make a swift exit.

That’s what Ruth always says—and it always means getting involved in something bigger than it first appears. “Where do we meet?” she asks bluntly, not bothering to hide her fatigue. “At the city library,” Ruth replies without missing a beat. Avyanna doesn’t even argue. She just nods to herself, though Ruth can’t see it. “Alright.” She ends the call and sits at the edge of her bed, rubbing her temples. Whatever Ruth is planning, it’s not going to be simple. Nothing ever is these days. But part of her welcomes the distraction. The city library was the last place anyone would expect to find anything illegal, which was exactly why Ruth liked to use it. A public place, quiet, with just enough cor

"What, sis Irryn? It will be fine, he will like it there for sure. Let's go, Durand. Follow us." Though we were both hesitant and unsure, we still followed Rhian on the way to L-Fitness Gym. Durand believed Rhian the moment we entered the place. He was especially caught off guard when he saw the interiors. I couldn't help but feel uneasy as we ascended the stairs to the second floor, where Zack's office could be located. Rhian is unaware that she is preying on Durand's predator adversary. "For a while, Durand..." I held his arm to make him stop for a second.

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As I moved further into the hallway, the voice grew louder, sending chills down my spine. The voice seemed to be coming from a room at the end of the hallway. I slowly made my way towards it, my heart pounding in my chest. As I opened my door, a gust of cold air rushed out, causing me to shiver. Inside the room, Ruth lies motionless on the floor, her eyes wide open in terror. I gasped and rushed to her side, desperately searching for any signs of life. The room was filled with an unsettling presence, making it clear that something sinister had taken place.

Abel’s hand paused, and he stared at her through his deep, dark eyes. Ruth was very honest. She did not need to lie about such a romantic secret. She continued, “You’ve heard about the person I was just talking to. She’s the author of The Gate to the Heart and my cousin.” A hint of understanding flashed across Abel’s deep eyes. As expected, her aunt was not celibate. This explained why she had the Cavendish family’s help. “It’s your turn!” Ruth added. “Very few people know that I have a cousin. My secret counts as a big one! You have to exchange it with a secret of the same magnitude!”

The hallway is bright and loud in a way that makes my head throb, nurses passing, stretchers rolling by, machines beeping somewhere down the corridor, voices overlapping and life moving at a pace that feels completely wrong for the way my body still feels hollowed out. Ruth is waiting at the end of the hall her arms crossed, jaw set, eyes blazing like she is prepared to fight anyone who even thinks about touching me the wrong way. “About damn time,” she mutters when she sees me. “I was ready to storm in there and drag you out myself.” I manage a weak smile. “I missed you.” She doesn’t soften right away but her eyes do. “Don’t scare me like that again girl.”

The moment he left, I emailed Adam one last time asking him to send me updates on Rori's health and about my lawyers. Hades is -- he is good but he is not my truth. We are willing in a fantasy and I have a feeling more than just an illusion will break when this is done. I looked around the hallway, to see if Cora was anywhere in sight. Before I go back, I need to know what is she up to. Last time when I was in her room I didn't find a lot of things except for - some money. Seeing that my coast was clear I quietly stepped into her room. To turn this place upside down for clues.

Jada could not help but mumble, “You just came back from Sea City and haven’t even chatted with us. Why are you going out again?” When Ruth heard what her mother said, she suddenly felt sad. She dared not tell her mother that the Willis family was going to be doomed. She drove all the way to the address given by Daniel. It was a five-star hotel. After she parked her car, she walked in fearlessly. She entered the elevator and went to the presidential suite on the top floor. Once there, she gently knocked on the door. “Come in.” The voice was deep and gentle. Ruth took a deep breath and pushed the door open.