His Ruthless Redemption Novels & Stories

“Now I see she made no mistake. Because she gave me a reason to fight for something greater than possession.” Rose looked startled, unsure whether to be wary or moved. “And what’s that?” He met her eyes, and for a fleeting moment, his walls lowered. “Redemption.” I studied him, trying to read the lie but I didn’t see one. Maybe there was a man beneath the mask after all. One who had lost more than I realized. Still, trust wasn’t something I offered freely. “If you stay,” I said slowly, “you stay under my rule. No hidden games. No veiled threats.”

Including his mate and his children. Except for his son,the only survivor of that deadly night. The only heir to his empire. Zara was not born then, however the 3 year old boy had seen everything with his eyes. The slaughtering of his parents, the burning of his empire , the river of blood that flowed through the Redblood pack. And now when the time has come. He is yearning for only one thing And that is vengeance. .................................................... Ben barks orders at the wolves, asking them to seal the borders

He watched me silently for a long moment, those piercing golden eyes stripping me naked all over again. “I can give you what you want,” he finally said. “Revenge. Your pack. Your title. I can destroy Rafael and your sister. I can make them suffer the way they made you suffer.” My breath got stuck in my throat. For one weak second, the offer felt like a chance towards redemption. I remembered Rafael’s groans, Alice’s laughter, theway they had called me pathetic, useless, and fat. The way they planned to strip me of everything while I was still alive to watch.

I have already lost Julianne, I cannot bear to lose anyone else. He understands. Gently, he takes my hand in his and whispers, “Come, let us set things right.” RYDER’s POV I let out a raging scream seeking redemption for all the lives that have been lost, lashing out with all my might at everyone who dares hold me down. From the corner of my eye, I see Zion run across the chaotic field to the defence line and I curse him beneath my breath. The beast thought he had won when he subdued Julianne’s rogues and in his arrogance, he became blinded by pride and had called all his men to abandon their posts to come to witness Julianne’s assassination.

Trevor responded showing his approval. "Your majesty but there is nothing special about Miss Crystal, she won't be able to free you from your curse. why do you think she is the one?" Lorcan questioned. "She is Lorcan, I saw it. She is the key to letting my wolf out of his cage, it's been hundreds of years already. I can feel it." Trevor remarked determined and hellbent that crystal was his redemption. "Yes your majesty, I believe your words if you think so." Lorcan simply nodded, he trusted the king's judgment because the king was like a god to him.

Axel had adopted them and made them his own after seeing the way they were being mistreated by the family. I thought Axel had helped them by being kind-hearted, but who knows he has seen into these kids and knew their potential. The twins, as young as they were, had a lot of talent. Little Nine, as young as he is, is a sharpshooter, while Little Red, got his name from his red hair, is a fighter. Axel had trained them hard, just for them to be his bodyguard. That's why I am being conflicted right now because Axel never helps anyone for free.

He notices me staring at him and I immediately avert my gaze back to my laptop. After a brief moment of silence I look at him and I discover that he has the roll of his shirt sleeves to his elbow revealing the sexiest pair of veins. I'm a sucker for beautiful veiny hands and Carter has the most perfect veiny hands. Oh God I want to run my tongue through them and see if those veins means that he has enough power to hold me up on the wall why he does dirty things to me with those hands.

Ruslan is a real Alpha—one who’s fought, who’s led his pack, one who’s had everything ripped away from him. And that thought won’t leave me alone. He was once a leader, someone strong and powerful, respected. But then it was all destroyed. His pack gone, his family gone. And he was left ... like this. A vicious Rogue. Someone driven by pain and revenge. My mind drifts to his body, the way he looks when he’s running, when he’s focused. The way his body looked, all hard muscle, the kind that can only be built through years of fighting, surviving.

"Made me feel what I'd done. And now I can't unfeel it. Can't stop carrying the weight of every cruel thing I ever did to her. The only way I survive that weight is by trying to balance it. By being useful instead of destructive." I studied him for a long time. Looking for deception, manipulation, hidden angles. All I see is a broken man trying to be better. "Fine." I decide. "You ride with us back to the compound. You give Doc all your intel. And you start proving yourself by doing the shit work no one else wants. Understand?" "Understood." Relief crosses his face. "Thank you." "Don't thank me." I brush past him. "Thank Jolie when she wakes up. She's the one who believes in redemption."

I've never felt so ready in my life and there was no turning back. I needed to redeem myself from a lifetime of running in the shadows. I had to allow the anger pulse through my body as flash backs ran through my head. The thoughts of Holden and his manipulations, the fire, my ignorance, all leading up to this moment. The rage felt euphoric, and I wanted more. I made the first move and quickly took down the smallest rogue by sinking my jaw into its bare neck. He howled from the pain as blood washed inside my mouth. I knew I hit an artery and the wound would most likely be fatal.