Eres Cruel Pero Justa Novels & Stories

"Why are you treating me this way? I don't have the right to suck you anymore." "How many times am I supposed to remind you that we are not an item? You bore me to death." I state as bluntly as I can; maybe she will get the message this hundredth time. "Really?" Dark looks at Ruthless. "Beg your brother for me." Ruthless looks at me, then back at Madison. "You and I know that Cruel never lets a woman suck him more than once, so you should count yourself lucky for having that much opportunities."

she said with contempt, her face flushed with anger. The rage of jealousy is so strong that it compels one to do anything foolish. Miguel de Cervantes.

He deserves it, doing what he did is unforgivable, he was an evil person, it would only hurt society. "That's true honey, but don't talk like that, no matter how much pain you feel in your heart, you shouldn't act like others," Elise told her. "She had a cruel end, and no one knows what motivated her to take our children, but justice has already been done, a divine daughter of mine.

Nia asked, her face conjured up concern. "I'm okay. I just... What I had just seen. Doesn't that mean anything to you? It's the most brutal thing I've seen for a while now, which makes me wonder how deep and bad these people can commit." "Probably don't let them hear that. Besides, Elle, those people killed our people. They had them slaughtered withoutoututmercy. People's fathers, people's husbands. Sometimes justice cannot be tempered with mercy. "I can't believe you're saying that, Nia. Everyone deserves a second chance. Is that not the saying?"

Could be extradited to face justice in Spain. "Will it work?" I asked. "Tal vez. Tal vez no. Pero cambia la narrativa completamente." (Maybe. Maybe not. But it changes the narrative completely.) He looked at me. "Ya no eres la mujer cruel que celebra mientras su familia sufre. Eres la nieta que trajo a su abuelo para buscar justicia para su hija asesinada." (You are no longer the cruel woman celebrating while her family suffers. You are the granddaughter who brought her grandfather to seek justice for his murdered daughter.)

Lucien muttered but Jace heard. "She" Lucien continued, "hates the sight of me now". Jace remained silent. "I did her wrong." A pause. "I did her wrong and I knew it while I was doing it and I kept doing it anyway. How does a person do that, Jace? How does someone treat a person who only ever—" his voice cracked and he stopped. Tried again. "Isn't that cruel? Isn't that just cruel?" Jace kept quiet. He had no answer that would help and he knew it.

I will not allow myself not to retaliate. And that is what is going to happen to the Cerberus. I will punish them. They wanted a war? Then I will give them war and their lives will be the payment. It's not enough that they'll die. They need to suffer. They need to feel pain. I will drag them all to hell with me. Slowly and painfully. Tooth for a tooth. Eye for an eye. Life for a life. Soul for a soul. I will bring them all to hell.

It was that simple. "Getting justice for just my pack isn't enough for me anymore. I need him to hurt in the way he hurt me. All around and not just because he hurt my pack. I want him to know what it feels like to lose it all and wish he never met me," A pause left my insides feeling hollow. For another second, I looked away from Zayan. Glowered out my window. "It might be cruel but that is the kind of justice I want." A snort came from above us, taking us both off guard. Cruel laughter followed and thumping of feet soon after that. I could hear Randal and Hunter try their best to calm Eris down but the laughter turned into hollering.

Elena was pouring out all that she had conceived within her minds to Erica. “I am truly sorry for whatever pain he caused you but I want you to know something at this moment Elena, Ciro might be a big bad bully in your story but then he is also caring” Elena turned to Erica swiftly and gave her the ‘are you damn serious look’. “Are you really going to take sides with him right now?” Elena asked her.

“It was my unstable wolf. I never meant for it to go that far.” Brian snarled. “Regret doesn’t bring back the dead! Regret doesn’t fill the graves you left behind!” “I know,” Eugene’s voice hardened, rising with anger now, “but what you’ve done here, kidnapping Becca, threatening her, planning to enslave her, is not justice, it's cruelty.” Brian laughed bitterly, his teeth bared.