Sweet Ruin Novels & Stories

I walked toward Benjamin like a machine, tears streaming down my face in misery. "Hey. I want you to know my name." He suddenly spoke those words. That single sentence caused my heart to wring with pain. I managed to walk halfway before turning back to look at him. His gaze was so sorrowful, so wretchedly sad. "My name is..." Bang. "Forgive me, my love. I have to break my promise to you." A bullet flew swiftly through the air, rushing forward with immense force. A red stain spread across his chest, causing him to stagger backward. I had not yet heard his name. He smiled. His smile was like sunlight, soothing the pain spreading through my veins. I screamed instinctively.

“Maybe I’m just that boring.” His jaw tics. He leans closer, enough that I catch the faint burn of cologne and smoke clinging to his jacket. “Boring isn’t the word I’d use.” I meet his gaze, forcing a smirk. “Then what word would you use?” He doesn’t hesitate. “Liar.” The word slices straight through me. I grip the apple tighter, skin splitting under my fingers. “That’s a pretty strong accusation.” “Not an accusation.” His voice is steady, deadly calm. “A fact.”

If Sarah thinks she will trick me again, she is making the biggest mistake of her life. Once, bitten twice shy, the saying goes. I cannot allow her to use me again. I will not allow anybody to use me again. I see her drive away, and I think I better follow her because I need to find out what she is up to. She dressed around a corner, and she stopped. I stop further away so that she does not see me. Sarah puts her head on the steering wheel of her car and starts crying. Did she know that I was following her? Is she trying to soften my heart? I am not going to fall for her tricks again. If she thinks she can soften me with tears, she is making the biggest mistake of her life.

“You said anything.” “Not that.” He shot me a glare “Be specific. If you don’t express yourself, you’ll get nothing from me.” Wow. Was he always this infuriating? “A sandwich,” I snapped, then immediately pressed my lips together, hoping he hadn’t noticed the urgency in my voice. He didn’t say a word. Instead, he turned towards Nicholas. “Take us to Il Buon Panino.” The car pulled up outside the fast-food place a few minutes later. Nicholas parked near the entrance, and I looked through the window at the brightly lit shop.

When we started work on The Omega Sweet Spot, I imagined we'd be more like colleagues than boss and employee. "Clearly, I was alone in that thought." I'm beginning to think Gina might never keep her end of the deal. My lungs burn as I round the corner, picking up speed. The heat in my skin is back, stronger this time, a slow, sweet flush that spreads up my chest and settles on the base of my neck. I search my pockets for the pill bottle, groaning when I remember I left it at the apartment. And then I see it. The old bakery sits on the corner like it's been waiting for me. The windows are dusty, the paint on the door is peeling, and a faded blue awning sags at one corner over the entrance. It

Hot air breathed through my face; I was aware people of the people near me yet no one dared to touch a single hair. There were a lot of murmurs but they were mixed ups that when they reached me, everything was already muddled. And I only get to grasp parts of it. This one is different, she’s a stunning beauty that’s for sure. I heard she’s Yulian’s, he has a taste that’s for sure. Do you think she’ll last like the last one? It will be lost if she doesn’t. I hope she doesn’t end up like that wench. Stop that nonsense. Won’t you die to touch this beauty here?

ARES : stop overthinking Luciana, let me take you for coffee okay, I will fetch you in the next 15 minutes. I let out a soft chuckle as i connected my phone to the charger on the table. I got out of bed and opened the curtains and window to let some light through. Even tho the weather is bad I still love it, I will prefer this weather over any hot weather, it's just the rain gives me comfort in some way I can never understand. I noticed even Ophelia have started to love the rain because whenever she sees a rain drop she gets excited and demands a movie night.

Santha gave a pity smile and continued chatting. Soon, Sarah’s cousin joined them and they all sat around a table, talking about their latest updates, mostly boyfriend and sex-related gossips, making Sarah more anxious. She excused herself to get some drinks when a young man approached her amidst pouring cranberry juice into a tall glass. Cranberry and white saree–deadly combination that requires complete attention. None of his features such as tall, good-looking, masculine with a natural smothering eyes registered in her mind. “Hi. I’m Suman” he reached out his hand, startling Sarah

With what must be a paling face, I stare up at the nun smoking a cigarette, choking when I realize it's Daria. The billboard says, "Forbidden Fruit Taste The Best," and then it switches to a website where you can read her story. There is a small text about her cancer and that she is finally living her life again, enjoying her forbidden fruit—whatever the fuck that means! "Killian?" Jenny asks, following my gaze to the billboard before turning around and aiming her massive smile my way. "Pretty right? I've already read her story. Her name is Daria, and her forbidden fruit is falling in love despite having cancer. It's so romantic. She is deeply in love with someone she calls Mr. Mysterious, b

Surprise when she turned it on and there was hit water, she wondered how much the school was paying for water anyone barely use and where else the money could be channeled. After what seemed like a long time, she was able to get rid of the smell of the vomit. Now, she felt clean. She started to hum a song and then sang it. “Cause there be no sunlight, if I lose you, baby, there be no clear sky, if I lose you, baby, just like the clouds my eyes will see the same, if you walk away, every day it will rain, rain, rain, eh, eh, eh!” She wrapped the towel around her body, singing to the Bruno Mars song she had heard on someone’s iPod this morning. As she walked out, she was oblivious to her surrou