Cruel Humanity Novels & Stories

That my life would have been so much easier if Ethan had succeeded in killing me? I looked at the group of psychotic men in front of me. My hearing started to grow fuzzy, and my eyes couldn't hold out any longer. They gripped my shoulders, forcing me to kneel. I didn't understand why they were doing this. Why had the world become so cruel? What happened to humanity? “You’re going to enjoy this.”

This is the last step but too many wrenches have been thrown into my plan. I thought that after all my manipulating and scheming the stupid big wigs of this world that we could get what we want. Our world back from these silly creatures. The government did their bid and created several clans in their countries to have them all in one place. However, so many of the population though that they were human too. They believed that they deserved rights. They believed that they deserved to live. It made killing them all seem barbaric in the eyes of the public.

The place they once called home but will never feel like home again, because someone came in and made it feel unsafe; made it a place of nightmares. I used to think it was only humans or those who share human DNA who take pleasure in the suffering of others. Irshiusts don’t, raitruums don’t, but then again we were never human. We were created only to help others. I now realise Gods are not exempt from that rule. Everything Jartre has done and is doing; there’s not a doubt in my mind he’s enjoying it. How much more shit do I have to deal with right now?

King Erebus was a very cruel, brutal, savage, barbaric, bloodthirsty, murderous, vicious and practically pure evil. Everyone feared him and would shrink back as they bowed when he walked past. He was over a millennium old and still hadn’t found his fated mate, the human half gave in to the grief and loneliness many centuries before allowing the Wolf to have full control.

', he barked abhorrently. In the hour of the grave unfortune, shadowy barbarity quelled humanity deplorably, subjugating commiseration under his relentless limpid cruelty. He curled his fingers around the leash, ghoulishly eyeing his victim's abortive endeavour to free her wrists from the shackled chain. 'Tsk Tsk baby! You cannot run unlike the night before'.

Tonight, everyone would be watching, and I was still the shadow in the corner. “You know, Mum,” Sadie continued, her voice sweet and venomous all at once, “it’s embarrassing for you too, raising a child like her. Someone who doesn’t belong to this world. A stain on the house. If it were me, I would’ve made her disappear by now.” Kara’s eyes flashed, and she nodded in approval. “Exactly. This is why your father and I never… Well, we tried. But she insists on showing herself, making me question our discretion. Every time you come downstairs in those rags, Isabel, you shame the family.”

He can see himself smiling in the portrait, while the man with black hair with a few blonde strands next to it just has a flat expression. Louis chuckled softly when he saw the man he dreamed of to be his son-in-law. "How handsome he is." Louis muttered. The middle-aged man remembered his conversation with someone who was in the portrait. He is Lester, the first child of the Hyden family in the United States. At a very young age, he is already in control of the business and continues the company that was previously run by his father. A terrible tragedy that befell Lester's parents that killed both of them, making him inevitably have to take over all the work that his father had previously do

because Humans are worse than them. Humans who are ruling our world are worse than these creatures of God. Animals are much, far better than Humans because these humans broke me, snatched my everything, and threw me behind bars. I was a fighter. I was a survivor. But in this cruel world, these humans made me rotten. Now, I'm Cruel. I'm cold-hearted. I'm a Killer because I killed Myself. I killed my baby. I killed my own happiness. I ruined my own heart.

But the thing is—it’s not just about me. This empire. It’s not just a world of mine. It’s Kenzo’s, Ace’s, Alana’s, and every man I have picked up in New York to work under me. I am ruthless but I’m human enough to think that if I was shattered these men….my men will be shattered into pieces too.

If a person could not restrain himself when it came to harming animals and children who were so helpless, then he had no humanity, much less a soul to save. She got out of the bathtub with a firm decision, she would live the moment with Christian, she would let herself be carried away by the sensations, she would not limit herself in anything, she was ready to go to the ultimate consequences with him. For once in her life, she wanted and was ready to live for herself, to give herself every pleasure, until the moment came when she had to tie herself to the wretched, sick, unhappy man to whom her father had sold her; for only in this way could she justify giving herself over to such barbarity.