Eres Cruel Pero Justa Novels & Stories

The guy defeatedly mumbles, and I chuckle at how pathetic he sounds. "Just like that, no fighting, no excuses?" I laugh, and lift his chin."Or you just realized she's not worth fighting for?" I motion for Derek to hand me the tablet, which has a couple of videos of his mate in her perfect character. "I want you to watch every one of them. Don't miss even a single detail, and when you are done, tell me how she deserves to die." I start to play the videos one by one, and I watch as his blank eyes start to tear up until he is crying uncontrollably.

Chloe There are two kinds of people in this world. The first—the ones who take and give in equal measure. If you wrong them, they wrong you back. If you push them, they push harder. These people don’t tolerate injustice. They refuse to sit in silence while someone mistreats them. They fight, not because they want to, but because they have to. Because it’s the only way they could survive in this cruel world. And then there’s the second kind. The ones who only take.

I began, but she wasn’t done. “Not meant to?” Kara’s voice climbed higher. “Do you even know how it feels to have a daughter who isn’t worth mentioning? Who doesn’t deserve a place at the table? Who can’t even carry herself properly in the presence of real people?” Sadie stepped closer, twirling a lock of her hair like a weapon. “Really, Isabel, why are you even here? Honestly, you should have stayed locked in your room. No one cares about you. Not tonight, not ever.”

A sinner even loves the piousness to mean no harm to the living soul, however hurt the body that's caging it out of sheer madness, hatred or whatever you like to call it, barbarity to some precision! His hold was too strong enough to somewhat suffocate her, extremely firm to not permit her to freely move a muscle or to swivel around as per her own wish. Can't trust with a wild kitten when she scratches you with her razor sharp nails and run away! Well that was her cold blooded husband's ideology, not necessary to synchronize with other civil husbands out there in this world.

This was all because of William's cruelty. "Why does this have to happen? Do I really deserve this?" Crista murmured through clenched teeth. "You are so cruel. You are not a human at all." "Now that you know, you'd better behave yourself. Be obedient and don't upset me." Obviously, what happened in the living room just now didn't matter to William.

My eyes met Jamal and I saw pity in his gaze, he sighed before going after his brother. Juanita rushed to me, helping me and apologizing for Alpha's rudeness, I only sent her a tiny smile and went upstairs. Once I was in the closed space of my room, I let tears fall freely. I'm his mate, why does he treat me like this? If this is the man I was blessed to be with then I resent the bond, the goddess is so cruel to me. First, I lost the only person who truly loved me, my father, and the people who were supposed to love me sold me and my mate turned out to be as cruel as them. Alpha Edward is punishment for me. I wanted to despise him but I couldn't do that because of the mate bond binding us.

"Most people would feel guilty. Most people would have some kind of conscience." "I'm not most people. I'm a prince. Princes don't have the luxury of guilt. We do what needs to be done." "This doesn't need to be done. You're choosing to be cruel." "I'm choosing to win. There's a difference." "No there isn't. You're just trying to justify being a terrible person." "Think whatever you want. It doesn't change anything. You're staying here. Eryx is suffering and I'm satisfied with that outcome."

The family rolled on the ground in pain and could not stop crying and begging sadly, “Mister, we’re wrong. My family has not eaten for a few days now. We’re sorry that we dirtied your shirt. Sorry, sorry…” Eira’s face was red in anger. “Mom! These bad people are doing horrible things!” Aurora smiled but asked her, “Then, what do you think we should do?” “Of course, I’ll punish evil and uphold the good to bring justice to mankind!” Eira clenched her fist proudly. “Mother, you’ve always taught me to seek justice. I’ll teach these people a lesson! I’ll go fight him.”

she called out. Judge Connor certainly was the first to raise his hand, Duke Orseolo followed, but there were only a few that joined them. I chuckled softly, although it wasn't the kind of victory I would be satisfied with. If my life taught me anything, it would be the rule that the fairest punishment is an eye for an eye. Nothing could have brought Carla's life back, but those who thought so little about human lives didn't deserve to live either. If their lives weren't taken, I would expect them to suffer a kind of cruel, eternal punishment.

Justice is served. But the singular beings were not convinced. Were not satisfied. Were not ready to forgive. Solitude spoke for them. "They committed unforgivable crime. Created permanent torture. Made irreversible suffering. How can that be forgiven? How can that be released? How can that be acceptable? They forced merger. They violated consent. They created hell. That is unforgivable. That is irredeemable. That is eternal crime deserving eternal punishment. We cannot forgive. Cannot release. Cannot accept. They must serve forever. Must suffer forever. Must pay forever. That is justice. That is appropriate. That is what they deserve. Forever."