Ruthless Novels & Stories

Christine asked in the most serious voice she had ever spoken in. "Nothing. I am just an extremely horny woman who needs satisfaction that's all!" Ruth answered. "You don't understand Christine and I don't blame you, you have never known the forbidden yet sweet touch of a man before, but trust me when I say this, if you find a man that does not fulfill his fetish neither does he do yours, then you should dump him and move on," Ruth said to Christine in a tender voice.

Then Ruth spoke quietly, almost to herself, “Thank you… if I just repaid my debt, it’s no big deal.” Roy turned to look at her expression. It was still cold, still sharp. He muttered under his breath, “You want to kill Calvin and the hunters… are you really going to do it?” “Yes,” Ruth said, emotionless yet firm. “Can you not… for Alex’s sake?” Roy asked hesitantly. “I did… and I almost died. That feeling wasn’t pleasant. It’s either I die, or they do,” Ruth replied. “Alex… make a choice,” she said, glancing toward him from behind Ray.

Michal really wanted to know, it was really getting too much and she detested the fact that Ruth was so selfish and always wanted everything to be hers. "Stop being close with Hammed, it irks me." She told Michal, loosing her tight grip from her arms. "Wow, and how does my being close with Hammed makes you mad?" Ruth deadpanned and paused her lips, she squeezed them and gave Michal a dreadful cursory glare. "Ruth Akpan, leave me the hell alone. If you have a problem with Hammed, then go sort it out with him and stop getting on my damn nerves." She huffed and walked away hurriedly. Ruth stood still and watched her as she left.

“A hard, dirty fuck to shut that guilty little head up? Take it. Take every fucking inch.” I was already close, the shame and the stretch and the way he was using me combining into something sharp and electric. He reached around, found my clit, and rubbed it in tight circles while he kept slamming into me. My legs started shaking but fuck I want him to fo harder. As if he knew what was in my heart,he fucked me even harder. “Come on my cock,” he ordered. “Come for your brother like the dirty little slut you are.” I shattered around his cock like the obedient little sister.

His voice was oddly calm and remote, and some bitterness left behind the memories of that horrid night. “Let go!” I yelled my hands coming forward to slam on his chest as with force I fight him. Alexei Volkov was an undeniable embodiment of untamed power, possessing a relentless ruthlessness rendered him immune to defeat. He possessed an unwavering determination to claim whatever he desired, employing any means necessary. In an instant, his free hand reached towards me, enveloping my exposed shoulder with a swift and forceful motion.

Ruthless. “Now you’ll die every day.”

Mikhail threatened, breathing against her ear. Seeing he was distracted, she lowered her head down and bit into his flesh—hard. That made him lose concentration, and she slammed her fist into his jaw. “Mother fucking bitch…” Mikhail cursed out, staring down at the mark her teeth had left on him. He looked up to meet her pointing a knife to his chest. “Rule no 1: Never underestimate a woman.” Mikhail tsked and looked away. “I let you win. You think a minor punch from a woman is enough to rattle me?”

The evidence was insurmountable. Max didn’t take his eyes off the accused as they were settled in their seats. Ruth sat stoically, her lips pressed tight in a thin line. Her once elegant appearance now seemed tarnished—her makeup had been applied hastily, her clothes disheveled compared to the pristine aura she had once projected. Beside her, Hannah sat with her arms crossed, her eyes flashing with an arrogance that no longer held any weight. Alexander, however, seemed completely detached, his face pale and devoid of emotion. It was as though he was already resigned to his fate.

I haven't gone far when I turned back to face him "For your information, don't even think of harming me or killing me because it won't work. I am a tornado that destroys whatever it wants without control and without restriction. Murderer!" I added, whispering the last words inaudibly but I made sure to let him hear it. It's time I begin my game.

Ruth looked at me with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "You need to kill Reesse," Ruth said bluntly, her words cutting through the air. The room fell silent, the weight of her request hanging heavily in the atmosphere. "But why? He is your son, Ruth?" I questioned her, struggling to comprehend Ruth's shocking statement. Ruth's eyes filled with tears as she whispered, "Reese is the first target for Charles. He is weak, and unlike me and Richard, Charles can easily manipulate us using Reese." Ruth's vulnerability was palpable as she continued, "I don't want that to happen. I want you to kill Reesse that too in front of Richard. Kill him and make Richard hate me." Ruth's words sent a chilling wa