Brutal Intentions Novels & Stories

The testing facility would be searched, the test subjects discovered, and Mercile Industries would be exposed for all the dirty secrets they hid from the world. She crouched over 416. His beautiful but angry dark gaze focused on her. Rage burned in his intense glare. She swallowed the bile that rose at what she had to do to him next. “I’m sorry. Really. I have to do this to you.” “I’ll kill you,” he rasped. One hand flopped on the floor next to her. “I swear this!” His throat worked. “I will kill you with my bare hands.”

Alpha Clayton Blackridge I have seen and done a lot in my life, including killing my own father, but the way these people were mutilated was something else. Whoever ordered and did this was seriously messed up, I draw the line at children. I mean I try not to harm females but I will if the time requires it. Enyo has been quiet as we work to make the Pyre for the fallen, the two children look haunted by the whole situation and I don’t blame them.

But going to that extent was even more ridiculous. “Come inside so we can talk, stop your warriors, I don’t want anymore people to die.” He laughed stopping his warriors, he was a psychopath! His behaviour made me sick. “Now you are talking Jackson, I knew this method will make you understand my intentions quickly.” I just glared at him. he chuckled stopping his warriors. “Keep an eye on them, if they try anything again, make sure to kill them.” I sent a mind link to my warriors, I was not willing to risk their lives in the state our kind were already in, but Lucien was forcing my hand. The man was selfish!

Everyone knew that all the wolves of the Blackrock pack had type-AB blood, making it impossible for a pup with type-O blood to exist in the pack. Faith stopped crying and exclaimed, "There must be a mistake. Please let me explain, Felix!" "You wretch! How dare you toy with me?" Felix transformed into a wolf and aimed a powerful kick squarely at Faith's chest. I nearly couldn't stop myself from smiling as I looked at Faith's pathetic state. After all, I hated her as much as I hated Felix. I had already planned to make Felix pay for betraying me and for causing Ryan's death. It only made sense that I would also take revenge on Faith since she had been responsible for exiling me from the pack.

Maren dragged her nails over the heavy diamond band in a blind panic, trying to force the metal off her skin. She glared up at the towering man blocking her exit and labeled him a tyrant to his face without a shred of hesitation. The stone felt like a cold shackle meant to lock her inside his gilded cage forever.

The big man groaning out immediately in pain, Xander drew Lena out of his hold, quick enough to prevent her from getting shot. “I warned you.“ Brutus hissed out in pain. Holding his bleeding shoulder with his hand to lessen the bleeding while his arms pointed the gun at Xander alternating it to Lena, who expected the worst at this particular moment. He maintained it at Lena, his glare hard. He looked nothing like the nervous man threatening Xander a few moments back. He was ready to lose it all. A wounded animal who had nothing to lose. Xander steeled his glare at him, moving slowly towards Lena reaching for her arm he cradled her to his chest. A wave of calmness rushed through him.

The intention was clear, immediate, and brutal: a stinging slap to reclaim her shattered composure and punish the messenger. But I was faster. A lifetime of anticipating her cruelty had honed my reflexes. Instinct, raw and unthinking, drove my arm up. My fingers clamped around her wrist, my grip instantly tight and unyielding. The blow stopped inches from my cheek, the air pressure from the swing a whisper on my skin.

At that moment, he wasn't a fighter; he was a merciless force, unchained and driven by something primal. Bruto lay there, a motionless and blood-soaked heap on the ring's floor. Vincenzo sat over him, and continued a relentless storm of stabs, each echoing the air with a sickening squelch. It was a cold-blooded replay of the brutality he'd unleashed on Francois at the peace agreement party. That was my first glimpse of him taking someone's life... and I knew it wouldn't be the last. The ring transformed into a macabre river of blood, spreading in every direction around him.

This creature had chosen to provoke him, and now it could not blame him for being ruthless. A flicker of murderous intent glinted in Adrian’s eyes. The dark beast, panicking, shouted, "You bastard! Let me go, and I’ll show you the way out of here!" "You’ve been searching for a way out for so long and haven’t found it. Do you want to be trapped here forever?" Adrian taunted, watching as the beast's massive body trembled, desperately trying to bargain for its life. The beast wanted Adrian to spare it, but the man’s eyes were filled with relentless killing intent.

Betty gathered all her courage to ask the Beast some questions since he had taken control of Develin all of a sudden, who was physically struggling with himself to take over again. “My name is Brutus, Mate!” The Beast replied to Betty who suddenly stretched her hand out and touched his stubble cheek, making Brutus purr in satisfaction. “Okay, nice to finally meet you Brutus, uhm….are you planning to hurt me in any way or….” “No, but Mate do not reject me or I will get angry!....my mate, mate stay with me and my human!” Brutus spoke again. “Yeah about that…you must understand that I just lost my baby and I was very upset because your human has kept me prisoner here for some months now and I m