Cruel Novels & Stories

Rehaan spoke looking into her eyes, his blue eyes held pain in them. He didn't like it when she asked him to let her go. And he will never let her go. Never!!! “ if you don't want me to hurt you and your friends..... Don't, i repeat, DON'T PULL ANY STUPID STUNTS....! I DON'T MIND KILLING ANYONE TO GET WHAT I WANT. " His tone was laced with order and threat. She knew he was cruel. But he would prove it to her that, he is worse than Cruel each and everytime.

It's redness equals a bloods colour. He reddens and sweat nonstop. He also vibrate and jerk continuously. Am guessing that's his dumb soul gradually departing his wicked body. I smile then grin. I cluster and clamp harder my claws around his beating heart. It really beasts heavily and rapidly. It's proves his fear over death. Well he's a murderer. He's an inconsiderate being. He shouldn't subject others to a fate himself frightens over. That's genuine wickedness so he really deserves my next brutal action.

His reign was marked by unparalleled cruelty, his insatiable appetite for power and domination casting a dark shadow over the vampire realm. With a heart as cold and unforgiving as the icy depths of winter, Lefevre was not one to be crossed. His piercing gaze, as sharp as the edge of a blade, could strip a soul bare, exposing its deepest vulnerabilities and laying them open for exploitation. His smile, a twisted promise of pain and suffering, was enough to chill even the bravest of warriors to their very core.

“YOU are being unreasonable.” “STOP BOSSING ME AROUND!” She yelled. “I’M NOT BOSSING YOU AROUND. I DO NOT WANT YOU TO SUFFER ALONE, PENELOPE! NO! I’M NOT ALLOWING IT.” He hit the steering wheel. He was breathing rapidly.

Kriti nodded thinking about something. At the same time Kriti's phone got a message notification, she opened her phone and checked. she found that it was from her office, she frowned in irritation and she got angry when she read what that notification said. She cursed after reading the whole message, "Shit, this bitch, I will kill her once day." "What happened?" Sameer asked when she heard her cursing.

“That won’t happen. We both know about Celia. She is not that kind of girl who sleeps with her best friend.” “Best friend?” I yelled looking unbelievably. “How can she be best friend with that stranger? Does she forgot how cruel the world is?” “She believes that you are the most cruel person in the world right now.” I looked at him with -whose -fault - is -that -look and he nodded his head with -I -know -it’s – my -fault. “I still wanted to go and keep an eye on him.” I said trying to taking another sip which he stopped before it even reached my lips.

The wolfhound wagged its tail excitedly and began licking its mouth. At that instant, it felt like the world was falling apart. I used every ounce of strength I had left to slap Alyssa's face. She stumbled and fell to the ground, but there was a satisfied smile on her face. Sure enough, the next second, Erwin ran over and shoved me away violently. "Lara!" His furious roar echoed through the cemetery. "You've got a death wish!" The back of my head slammed against a cracked gravestone. Blood immediately gushed out.

Connor practically charged out of the venue. He didn't even bother to change out of the cumbersome formal attire. The old pier was surrounded by patrol vehicles. The air reeked of blood and a faint smell of silver rust that made every werewolf instinctively tremble with fear. It was a poison engineered for our kind, designed to prevent healing and amplify agony. It was a contraband so dangerous that it was strictly banned even on the black market. Chris stood at the entrance of a warehouse with his back against the flashing police lights, holding a transparent evidence bag.

Then, I saw what he did next, and it was pure madness. He laid the child Susie had given birth to right next to my body and cranked the sauna to an unbearable 180 degrees. My eyes were wide open in shock. Chester was trying to cook himself alive! The most shocking thing was that Chester, out of pure selfishness, had actually suffocated Susie's own child. I could only watch as the child was transformed into a mummy, just as I had been. At that moment, Chester pretended to scream, "Oh, my baby!"

It's like something else is controlling me I don't have time to register my elongating claws before I immerse them in her stomach and pull out her inside Her screams of pain are satisfying. I feel a deep hatred towards her that I don't understand. "You wanted a fight?" I hold her chin and allow my claws to dig deep until they're drawing blood. The woman whimpers, I stare at her trembling lips and smile. "Well, see you in hell, bitch" I murmur and rip out her throat. I don't stop, my claws dip in her chest and pull out her heart and I crash it on my palm. I only stop when her body is torn apart.