Cruel Romane & Geschichten

Creed felt depressed just from a mere look. They all had a fit of nausea after seeing the tragic pieces of her limbs were leading to a trail. If this was someone's sick idea of a game, he wanted to put a hole through the bastard's chest. Besides, Creed had never seen brutality taken to such extreme lengths. Every step he took made his blood boil in fury.

Bruce's cries of anguish echoed through the cottage, intertwining with the pained whispers of a dark and malevolent interrogation. In the heart of the woods, away from the prying eyes of the world, a chilling dance of cruelty and coercion unfolded. Bruce's battered and bruised body bore the marks of unrelenting violence, each wound a testament to the cruelty of his captors. Blood flowed freely from his nose, mingling with the dirt and sweat that covered him.

he lifted his eyebrow and studied my face for a reaction. “Excuse you,” I chuckled, “please focus Alpha!” “Ugh…” he sat up in his chair, preparing his authoritative voice I’m sure, “They are true Avi,” his eyes burned into mine as his hand found it’s way to the back of his neck, “as far as I know, they are true. Their Alpha, Kallan Krul, seems as ruthless as all of the tales about him. He is not known for having mercy, or for allowing even minor steps against his position. He has a huge territory, some of which he has taken by force for very little reason.”

I don't know when and how, my feet rush towards him, but the next thing my mind comes to reality to, is my clenched hands, hitting on his chest. " Why did you hurt me?! Why were you so cruel to me, I hate what you did to me?!.....I didn't even do anything to you but you were cruel to me! I didn't deserve that, I didn't deserve that!!!!!" He doesn't respond but just stands there, taking every word and hit I throw at him. " You are a cruel man, you are a cold hearted man! You almost murdered my baby, because of your cruelty!!! I hate what you did to me!! You are a mon

He caught my wrists in mid-air and slammed them back against the silk pillow, pinning them with the effortless strength of a man who spent his life breaking things. "Not tonight, Ruby," he said, his voice dropping to a register so low it was almost a growl. It made my toes curl against the sheets. "Tonight, you're going to sit with that hunger. You're going to let that 'Old Guest' of yours scream until it loses its breath and its voice. I won't let you use me as a cheap drug to numb your mind. I won't be your distraction." "You're cruel," I hissed, my eyes welling with hot tears of pure, unadulterated need. The rejection was more intimate than any touch could

Zack took a big breath, “He works for Ansaldo Cadell.” My body turned cold. Ansaldo was my rival, a man so ruthless that he even killed his wife just for looking at another man. Well, technically, she cheated on him, but still. He has a massive body count, more than mine. In my defense, I don’t just kill, I kill for a reason. I kill for a purpose. Ansaldo kills because he has no remorse, not a single care who he kills. He kills for the thrill, for the fun of it.

Not because of cold—but because fear had become a permanent resident in my blood. And for the first time in my life, I admitted something I had never imagined I would admit. I was terrified. Not of poverty. Not of hardship. But of the cruelty of human beings. Because I had seen what evil looked like, and it did not wear horns. It wore suits. It wore smiles. It wore the faces of relatives. And that truth was more painful than the kidnapping, more painful than the murder, more painful than the loss of the company. The truth was that the people destroying me were not strangers. They were family.

Elizabeth growled in anger as I kicked her again. I could fight back... My leg swung towards her again, this time hitting her chest. She hissed in pain and hit my leg hard. We wrestled for a few moments, but Elizabeth was on top of me, making it difficult for me to throw her off. One of my hands felt the floor around me until my fingers touched a ceramic pot. I might not have been able to lift it if I were still using human strength, but my hand easily swung the pot towards Elizabeth. The loud sound of impact and Elizabeth's startled scream made a small part of me feel satisfied; I had never felt this feeling before, feeling satisfied after hurting someone. I pushed her body away from me, an

They are glowing a bright gold and a cruel smirk slips across his face before he utters the one word I begged to never hear. "Mine."

“Are you brainless as well as wolfless, Helseth? Kai’s greatest joy is his family; torture them to get to him. Wasn’t it obvious with how he reacted to you holding a knife to Kira’s throat?” Adryan grinds his teeth. “Yes, I know,” he says, and when Marle walks out, he breathes a sigh and brings the whip down across Creed’s chest. The look on his face tells me he’s not happy with what he’s doing, but he doesn’t stop. The boy cries out and finally wakes up, and when he smacks the whip across Creed’s chest again, Kai finally stirs. Caterina whimpers and places a hand over her mouth as she watches her youngest being tortured, but I will her not to look away. She needs to see this, she needs to h