Cruel Mercy Destiny 2 Novels & Stories

Crimson's POV "What have I done? Instead of making Aethelfrith stronger, I have sent him to a place to get killed," I said, tears rolling down my face as I couldn't control it anymore. "It's okay Crimson even I forgot Aethelfrith wasn't full blooded," Zella said, she gave my shoulder a light squeeze. "It's not okay, how can it be okay? I forgot Aethelfrith was a Dhampir, what was I thinking doing all these?" I yelled, amidst tears and hiccups.

“This also means that the lands are now open to anyone and anything.” "It's been a while since I've set foot on solid ground," he says, introducing himself as Mercy, from the depths of hell. A sly grin spreads across his face as I try to hide my shock - after all, his reputation precedes him. "Ah, it seems my reputation precedes me," Mercy remarks with a chuckle, his eyes ablaze with intensity. “I propose gathering all the people who share your dislike for Skyler and finding a suitable location to strategize. The longer we delay, the stronger she will grow, so we need to act swiftly,” Mercy suggests, gesturing with his hands.

“And in my world, mercy is betrayal. Shoot him. Now.” Her hands shook violently, the muzzle wavering between the floor and the sobbing wreck of De Cruz. Her face was white as bone, eyes wide with terror and disbelief. “I save lives…” she repeated, tears spilling hot down her cheeks. “Not take them. I can’t.” “Yes, you can.” My voice dropped to a whisper, dangerous and intimate, dragging her into my darkness. “And you will. Or he’ll keep breathing because of you. His betrayal stains my circle, my table, my name. Clean it. Prove you’re not my enemy.”

“I deserve your hate. I deserve the probation, the surveillance, the way you look through me like I’m nothing. But Kevin, he didn’t ask for any of this. He didn’t ask to be the son of a coward.” Destiny stepped back toward the elevator path. “This isn’t a negotiation. This is mercy. I could ruin you tomorrow, your career, your name, your access to anything that still matters. Instead I’m giving you an out. Take it. For his sake. Let him grow up in peace. Without ever knowing the man who threw away the woman who loved him enough to save his life.” She turned. Coat swirling. Heels clicking against gravel. Behind her, Ronan’s voice broke on her name—“Destiny…”—raw, pleading, almost a sob.

"I told you a day like this was going to come, didn't I? Now look at you lying helplessly under my mercy, waiting for me to give you your last words, but trust me, I must have ripped your heart out before you could even say anything. Your daughter must be happily waiting for you now at Hell's Gate. Receive this with everything, I mean every life that you still have in you and to the place where you have eternal life. Maybe you and Chloe could rot in hell together.” I gazed down at him one more time on the floor, he had lifted his left hand up and it was shaking like he wanted to be for mercy. But Mercy was not what I was giving to people like him. With that, I pushed the spear into his heart

The man was stronger than me, like a beast. “One day of being good, and then back to square one? It’s fun to mess with you, but you should know your limits.” “F—fuck you…… Ugh…… Ugh…….” “I was going to show you mercy if you behaved.” “…….” “You have to pay for trying to do something bad.” He grabbed the back of my neck and dragged me off the bed.

She had signed an NDA to never speak of anything she saw, and she thought that it was just because it was a high profile client. Cam walked into the room and met Angelo’s eyes, his silver orbs had turned a much darker shade of grey as they showed passion. He enjoyed the way she bopped her head up and down his cock as his supposed mate glared at him in anger and jealousy. Cam took long strides toward her and practically flung her across the room, the prostitute landed at a significant distance from where she was previously knelt. Her wolf was taking control.

He hooked his fingers in her top and tore it in a go revealing her inner. With the torn part of the cloth he shut her mouth by tying it around her mouth. Then one by one he started thrashing her whole body with the whip that the pain became so intolerable for her. She tried to scream, beg and cry for mercy but he was not merciful at all. He was thrashing her as if she was worst than an animal and doesn't deserve to even live. His intentions looked like he wanted to take the soul out of her body. Second by seconds, minutes by minutes passed and he was not stopping at all.

Moreover, I knew exactly what kind of role I played in her life now. The scene that met my eyes was filled with torn clothing, bloodstains on the floor, rusted chains, and a dog's bowl filled with food. Cassandra had been kidnapped for two days. Just two days was enough for that filthy scum to destroy everything she ever was. I sighed. I had truly destroyed everything Arthur had too.

They didn't deserve any sort of mercy. "But Grandpa, how will they survive if you snatch everything from them? They'll hate you and it's unethical from our side to abandom our parents." Daniel said. Clearly, he didn't like the idea of seeing his own parents on streets like commoners. The life, they loathed the most and treats poors like they're some pests in the drains.