His Ruthless Redemption Novels & Stories

He had seen Red’s soft side and was quite shocked when he did as he didn’t expect someone like him to have a soft side. Red had gone through a very traumatic thing as a child which turned him to what he was now. When he was ten his family was attacked by members of a drug cartel, his mother and sister were killed in front of him and his father tortured to death. They kidnapped him and forced him to do horrible things to people. At the age of eleven, he had his first kill, and since then, they had moulded him to become a part of them.

"I feel…dirty, like I need redemption. I have to do something different, something good." He nodded firmly to himself. I need to make this happen.

Heathen’s presence was a steadying force, his focused determination fueling her own. Finally, as the city lights began to twinkle outside the office windows, they had their breakthrough. “Here,” Heathen said, holding up a bank statement. “A series of deposits into Harper’s account, all originating from an offshore account that is linked to Marcus.” Aria’s eyes widened. “That’s it. This ties Marcus directly to the sabotage.” Heathen allowed himself a rare smile of satisfaction. “Well done, Miss Chen.” Aria grinned, a surge of pride washing over her. “We make a pretty good team.”

The photos of Nadine and Liam were still open on his laptop, a painful reminder of what he had lost. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. “It’s me,” he said when the person answered. “What do you want, Adrian?” “I need your help,” Adrian said, his voice low. “I can’t do this alone.” The person on the other end hesitated before replying, “You’d better be sure about this. Once you start, there’s no turning back.” “I’m sure,” Adrian said, determination hardening his tone. “It’s time I take control of my life—once and for all.”

“This power isn’t about control, Luther. It’s about truth. The gate showed me what we were before — protectors, not conquerors. You’ve forgotten that.” For a moment, I thought he might listen. But then his eyes darkened again. “You talk like the goddess herself,” he spat. “But you’re just another cursed child pretending to be divine.” He lunged. The impact threw me backward, claws slicing across my arm. Pain seared through me, but instead of fear, something primal surged to life. I pushed back with everything I had — light exploded from my hands, sending Luther flying. The battlefield erupted again, chaos consuming order. Wolves collided once more, rain turning red with blood.

I snarled, and instantly, his eyes flew open, meeting my furious gaze but yet, the indifferent expression was still etched on his face, giving nothing away. Deep down, I could already feel that he’d be a tough fellow but I was ready to deliver whatever punishments there were, just to get him to open up, even if it meant breaking every single bone in his body. If there was one thing my father taught me, it was to be ruthless when dealing with the enemy. “Who are you and who do you work for?” My bellowed words echoed in the small space but all I got in response was eerie silence. My free hand immediately gripped his throat in a choking hold, intending to strangle him but I could hear Axel’s wa

Amidst the hostility, I could still make out his scent, mixed of cedarwood, musk, and underneath, a faint smell of cigarette. “Fuck off,” I yelled. He didn’t, he only tightened his grip on my hand. “Since the day you decided to destroy my jacket, I was hell-bent on destroying your life. Don’t act surprised Augustus. You got my attention first,”

She had gone through hell, lived in hell but still survived. Alpha Storm has snatched everything from me. Every single thing I had held dear and now... Now it was time to make him pay. It was time to ruin him just like he ruined me even if it means I would have to give my body to him.

I was the biological son the Rhodes family had spent years searching for. Upon our reunion, all I wanted was to feel accepted. I learned to agree with everything they asked of me, no matter how unreasonable it sounded. Whenever they gave me an order, I followed it. I never questioned them. One afternoon, Reagan Rhodes, the boy who had lived as the Rhodes family's son in my absence, glanced at me and snarled in disgust. "You smell awful. Why don't you get inside the sterilization chamber and disinfect yourself?" I turned toward the industrial machine without hesitation. I stepped inside the chamber, closed the door behind me, and started the machine. My mom discovered me before

No one could tell where he'd be after the war. They called me ruthless; some even called me cold and soulless. I had answered a lot of names throughout my reign as alpha of the red Lotus pack and even before then. But then, I was not simply ruthless but ruthlessly protective of my own. Of my pack, my woman, my family, my child and in my opinion, that was a ruthlessness that every man needed. I had a soul, a soul that longed for the blood of my enemies and anyone who dared to wrong me or stand in my way.