Novels by Ruthy Ideas

Ava's POV. I didn't know how I did it, but I summoned the strength and struggled to my feet. Without wasting a second, I resumed running, and this time at a faster pace. I couldn't risk getting caught. I refused to die like this. I might be a poor and ridiculed stripper, but I still had dreams.Although those dreams seemed impossible, I still wanted to fulfill them. “Someone help!” I screamed, tears flowing down my cheeks. As I turned a corner, I realized that I had reached a dead end. There was nowhere else to run. I stopped for a moment and glanced around. I felt this sudden relief when I saw a door. I just prayed it was open; if not, I was good as dead. As I rushed towards the door and was about to grab the doorknob, it suddenly flung open. I gasped and almost fell back, but a pair of firm hands grabbed my waist. A forest-like scent, particularly sandalwood, wafted through my nostrils. It felt so calming and soothing to my soul. “Ava,” I heard a deep but soft voice that mad

Ava's POV. Were the triplets just pretending to be nice so they could crush me right after? Were they just deceiving me? I glanced at Iris again and wondered if I had misinterpreted the smirk I caught on his lips or if I was overthinking things. “Iris! I’m talking to you!” Vanessa yelled again and snapped me out of my thoughts. “Just shut up and get off my phone!” He retorted coldly. “Iris, I know you aren't stupid enough to be with a common stripper—”“I don't see anything wrong with being a stripper. It's a job and doesn't make someone less of a person. Stop your backward thinking!” He defended me. “You don't know what you are talking about!” She snapped. “Disconnect call,” Iris said, ending the call. I suddenly became confused. He smirked at her words but still defended me. “Don't take what she said to heart,” He whispered, facing me. “I'm used to it already,” I stuttered, looking away from him. “Don't worry, she won't bother you at all,” He muttered, his voice confident

Ava's POV. My breath hitched at his question. Did he truly want an answer to that? Should I tell him that I wanted him to let go of everything holding him back? “Ava…” He whispered, igniting a slow burn deep inside me. “Should I let go?” He repeated, and before I could say anything in response, something warm flicked against my neck My body stiffened as realization hit me. It was his tongue on my skin. A strange heat that I had never felt before rose within me as he traced a slow path from my nape to my collar. He pulled his lips away moments before pressing them against my collar. He began sucking gently on my collar. I had to bite on my lips to stop a moan that threatened to escape. “You're so beautiful,” He whispered. His voice was filled with desire as he slowly pulled the strap of my dress down and kissed my bare shoulder. The slow nibbles became rougher and sent shivers down my spine. My heart began pounding loudly that I was sure he could hear it. I was losing myself

Ava's Pov My hands brushed over my lips as my mind kept replaying what had happened in the car. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, no matter how hard I tried. I paced back and forth in the massive room I had been given, trying to calm myself down. The memory of Iris leaning in, the way my stupid self had actually closed my eyes, waiting for the kiss, haunted me. “I’m so stupid!” I groaned, throwing myself onto the bed and letting out a deep sigh. How had I ended up in such a ridiculous situation? The brothers had assumed I was exhausted—and honestly, I was—so they had shown me to this room and told me we’d have a proper conversation in the morning. Now, I've been left alone for hours. At first, the TV had been enough to distract me, with different interesting shows playing. But eventually, boredom crept in, and my thoughts drifted back to Iris. The way he had touched my face, the way he had almost kissed me. It was all I could think about. But none of that mattered. I nee

Ava’s Pov“Can you get in the car?” Zayne asked, his piercing silver eyes locking onto mine. Just looking at him made my wolf stir. Something about him felt different from his brothers—was this the mate bond everyone talked about? I wasn’t sure, especially after last night. I hadn’t had time to figure anything out before I was being chased by whoever Vanessa, their insane sister, had sent after me. “It’s okay. No one’s going to hurt you. Please, get in,” Steve said softly, his gentle eyes meeting mine as he took my hand. The moment his hand touched mine, a strange sense of calm came over me. It felt like I could tell him my darkest secrets, and he wouldn’t judge me for any of them. His hand was soft yet firm, grounding me in a way I didn’t expect. My wolf stirred again, even stronger this time, just from the brief contact. I didn’t want him to let go. For some reason, I felt like I could trust him—unlike his brother, Zayne, whose stern and unapproachable look made me uneasy.

AVA'S POVI had heard of second chance mates. The odds of an alpha falling in love with an omega and marrying her were way higher than the chances of finding a second chance mate. In fact, the chances of the moon goddess herself getting married to a wolf were still better than ever finding a second chance mate.It was a miracle, something that only happened maybe once in a thousand years—well, for our pack, at least. And yet, somehow, I had a second chance mate. Not just one. Three.I sat there on the floor, staring up at them, wondering what god had woken up one day and decided to spend thousands of years crafting the most beautiful work of art I had ever seen. They all stood around 6'4". The one on the left had the most stunning green eyes, with rich brown hair styled just enough to make me want to run my fingers through it. His chiseled face looked like something out of a painting, each feature perfectly set.The one on the right... I wanted to say he was the typical handsome blond