His Ruthless Redemption Novels & Stories

“Red. You have to help me. They’ve framed me. The DNA, the evidence—it’s false, I swear it. But they’ll come for me, they’ll tear me apart before I can prove anything. I need protection. I’ll pay whatever price you ask. Just keep me alive.” There was a pause on the line, then Red’s quiet chuckle. “Anything, you say?” “Yes,” I snapped. “I’ll do anything. Just keep me breathing.” “Half your fortune,” he said lazily, as if the words cost him nothing. “And free passage to Rhett’s mansion for my men. I won’t bleed soldiers for you when your enemies close in.” Half my fortune. My chest tightened at the demand. But hesitation wasn’t an option; my life outweighed every coin, every asset.

" I had gotten used to receiving insults, so what he said felt like a compliment. You're right, I am worthless compared to any of them. I lowered my gun and turned towards the order. You're right, mister. I need to make myself feel worthy. " I raised my gun and pointed it at Luke. "Are you crazy? Stop this madness. " The man ordered Out of the corner of my eyes, I see him rush to my side. "Rubie wouldn't want you to do this. She might take your life if you do so." I don't care about my punishment. All I know is that I have to do this. I betrayed you all, and I have to redeem myself before it is too late to do so. "

Redemption begins and ends along the razor's edge. I halted atop the low rise directly before smoldering gates, utterly exposed. Hermes and Sage stood to the death behind me. The cutting edge razored beneath bloodied feet now. No chance nor hesitation spared. Lashing fury crashes down from above, righteous and without remorse. Lift your soul, cry out the traitorous name. Bring razing purification however it comes! "SCAR!!!"

“It’s heavy. It slows you down. It makes you hesitate. And in a fight, hesitation gets you killed.” “I can’t help it,” he chokes out. “I didn’t say you couldn’t feel it,” I say. “I said it’s useless. You’re carrying it like a rock in your pack. Drop it.” “And pick up what?” he asks bitterly. “Acceptance?” “Vengeance,” I suggest. He looks up as I step closer. I let him see the coldness in my eyes. The part of me that isn’t the Alpha’s partner, isn’t the joker, isn’t the lover. The part of me that grew up in Redmaw.

These final bloody steps promised sweeter future peace. The car slid silently into a shadowed side street two blocks from Kemp's hideout. I tensed, ready to erupt into motion on instant. Lucas and Simon mirrored me, hardened killers awaiting master's command. For you Stella, I find redemption in darkness. But I return to light, untainted, forsaking even righteous vengeance. Stay true my compass star - through fire we walk upright. I stepped onto the lonely sidewalk, blood singing. "No mercy. Today we end his shadow forever." My men echoed the sentiment, letting vengeance slip its leash at long last.

The rest would be handled by the one other person who had been able to successfully return from their rogue state…Somchai himself. Five years ago…I had vowed to myself that I would never be an easy target for anyone, and I would make sure to follow through with that vow till the end. No one will ever corner me; no one will ever find me defenseless. And if that meant I would have to shun all weaknesses, including finding my mate…then so be it. I, Alpha Itlan Krimson of Red Claw, will rise again and again from the ashes, no matter how many times I was thrown to the deepest, darkest of edges. And those who had once thought me helpless…will pay with their blood.

‘I just don’t want to have to see that sick shit again. Even though I killed quite a few people, there was never a time I thought of eating them. Just remembering that left me sick and with the heebie jeebies. ‘But it could help.’ Anna reminds me. ‘And aren’t we trying to show them that we aren’t the enemy?’ ‘No amount of showing will prove that.’ I sigh, leaning forward against the banister in front of me and lifting my gaze to the city beyond again. ‘After everything we’ve done, there is no redemption.’

“You know, I was completely terrified of Tristan in the beginning. But I saw sides of him that made me realize he’s more than brutality and cruelty.” “Tristan is the cruelest man I know. He is beyond redemption.” She smiled sadly. “Maybe he just needs someone who will show him the path to redemption.” I laughed harshly. “I hope you don’t think that’s going to be me. The only path I’ll show him is the road to Hell. I hate him.” Kate squeezed my thigh but didn’t say anything. I was relieved when Damian took me up to my room, not Tristan. I traced the line of the healed cut on my forearm, wishing it were still fresh, wishing he would hurt me again. More than that, I wished I didn’t need that ki

The cloud of euphoria I was existing in vanished and a feeling of numbness spread through me. Staring at the pictures spread out on the floor, I try to open my mouth to speak but no words are formed. I look at the man I can barely recognize with cold eyes and a freezing aura, the man who some minutes ago fucked my brains out in the best way possible. The Robert standing before me now is the ruthless businessman who is famed for his tenacity in getting what he wants.

The long road of redemption stretched ahead, but walking it no longer seemed impossible. Outside at my bike again, hope and fierce protectiveness churned within me. My family would remain safe, far from the ugliness I now had to root out fully. With Richard and Tyler's treachery exposed, none could threaten what I held dear again. The enemies lurking secretly in my own house would feel justice at last. For Heather and Alex, I would become the honorable alpha and father they needed, no matter how long and bloody the path. The man who eventually returned to them would be worthy of the precious trust they had granted so graciously.