Merciless Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

the chapter accidentally repeated the chapter above instead of the intended chapter, I fixed it and if you remove the book from your library and re add it it should fix, alternatively I will post it bellow for those of you who already had the incorrect chapter and don't wnat to remove and re add. *************************** Nova’s POV

“Oh yes, fill me up, my prince! Fill this fucking pussy!” He thrust upward, feral, relentless. “Oh, Emma… I’ll never get enough of you.” Half an hour later, he carried me to the bed—his bed. The one meant for her. This time, he slowed down, making love to me, kissing me deeply as my legs wrapped around his waist. Alaric worshipped my body until dawn. I fell asleep sore, happy, and completely sated. It was the perfect revenge. [Author here😊 Please I need your reviews on the book. Good or bad I need them all!!]

The man’s eyes widened in horror, his voice strangled in his throat. “No… no, please!” he cried, thrashing helplessly against the chains that bound him. Liam crouched down, tilting the blade so the man could see his own terrified reflection. “You know I wish I could have mercy ,” Liam whispered coldly. “But mercy doesn’t exist in my world.” With one swift motion, the blade sliced through flesh and bone. The man’s scream was cut short as his head rolled to the floor, thudding heavily before landing sideways, his lifeless eyes still frozen in terror.

18+ Mature Content: This story contains explicit sexual content, bloodshed, and a dangerously blurred line between dominance, submission, and forbidden desire. Although, the first 7 chapters are actually subtle, but beyond this point, restraint fades. Enter at your own risk. *** GREY’S POV Tick-tock. Today, I finally die. The ear-piercing 6:30 morning alarm rings throughout the self-contained room right before our supervisor, a very mean-faced Delta who has never once smiled since the day I met him, slams the iron door open.

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️) Chapter eleven (11) Authoress pov 🤍 Jasper already pass out and his friends already rush to him and sprinkling water on him, while Natasha was shouting, going up and down.

Loveth woke up to the greatest shock of her life. She screamed as she realized she was as naked as the day she was born. She tried to move and realized she was chained to a bed covered with a thick blanket . As she struggled with the chain to set herself free , she felt pains on her hands and legs ‘’ somebody help me please , is anybody there ? please help .‘’ she screamed at the top of her voice and continued to struggle with the chain with fear and tears in her eyes .

Double. And the Kensingtons? Oh, they won’t be spared either. Their blood's just as soaked in my suffering. I lived by their rules in my last life. In this one? They live by mine. And mercy? Yeah, I left that behind in the last timeline.

“The man everyone fears brought to his knees. Doesn’t it taste bitter? That defeat? That helplessness?” It did. It tasted like ash and blood. But I stayed where I was, my gaze fixed on the floor, refusing to give him the satisfaction of seeing the fire in my eyes. He wanted to break me, and maybe, just maybe, he had. But not in the way he thought. “Say it,” Henry said. I forced myself to breathe, to steady the chaos raging inside me. My voice was low. “Please, Henry. Let her go.” Each word scraped against my pride like jagged glass.

They were all flushing with smiles while I grimaced. “Make us proud, Olga. There is red lingerie in the bathroom, use it.” Mother whispered as she walked out of the room with her battalion of entourage. I was alone, on the bed, waiting to be devoured by the predator himself, the Dark angle of Merciless death. I just wished he could have mercy on me but I guess I was expecting too much from someone who was known to be mercilessly even in death. Unexpectedly, the door flips open. I raised my head and it was Antonio with his usual cold gaze and emotionless countenance. He was covered in blood and his white shirt was now red. I watched with my jaw dropped…

Something is off, but still, I am biting the bullet. Death is the answer if 't be true thou art unw'rthy. The relic shall killeth all unw'rthy being who is't shall did lie handeth on the relic. That means, whoever touches the stone unworthy will die. I feel like I'm feeling heavy. How can I say that I deserve it when I know from the beginning that I don't deserve it? "Do you want me...to die?" I said weakly but I knew the voice could hear me.