My Ruthless Monster Novels & Stories

He was just a monster to be manipulated. A low, deep, and utterly animalistic roar tore from Victor’s chest, shaking the very walls of the security hub. The sheer force of his rage made the guards step back on pure survival instinct. The monster was back, but it was no longer controlled. It was completely untamed, broken, and rabid.

She is just several meters away from the bush and though Midnight was the fastest horse, she doesn't know if they can get away from the army of wolves across them. Narrah waited while trying to control the restless animal. Its hooves are stomping the ground, making a loud noise which is not what Narrah wanted. "Easy...easy buddy..." Narrah's attention was distracted but the menacing growl made her turn to the bush again. She gasped in fear when a huge raven black monster appeared, causing a deafening thunder of her heart. The red-eye monster is staring straight at her, giving her spine chilling fear. Its fur is as black as Midnight, its eyes red as blood, and its mere presence denotes death.

"We must be ready when the time comes." As his eyes took in every horrid feature of the monster, Daniel nodded. "We will be." "I have no doubt. I know the things you've done Daniel." Daniel glanced back to Nicholas and licked his lips as he glanced to the floor and nodded. "We need men like you. Men who aren't afraid of doing what needs to be done to win. The fate of all depends on your ability to be ruthless. It is your gift to us. Don't be ashamed." Daniel huffed out through his nose and smirked to himself. "Another master told me the same thing once."

His every touch burns me and leaves me thinking maybe he’s right which only makes me hate him with every fibre of my being. But he forgot that I made a promise too. The day he locked me in his cage I promised him that I’d make him beg on his knees and at the end of this nightmare I’d wake up with a smile on my face. __ ANTONIO Ruthless. Monster. I am the monster nightmares are made of. The part of me that was human died a long time ago and now I live for vengeance and blood of my enemy. My name is enough to bring my enemies to their knees. I’m the real villain walking among the innocents. There’s nothing and no-one that would stop me from getting the blood that I was owed.

“I’m coming for all of you...you're going to learn why even monsters fear me.” Riven clenched his fists until blood dripped from his palms.

All the rage I’d carried since the night he shattered my world surged through me, twice as fierce, too heavy to hold back. So I lashed out. “You’re the worst kind of monster, a murderer without a shred of guilt for his victims.” His features shifted, hardening into something ruthless and unforgiving. “Then I’ll be your monster, the one who brings you to your fucking knees.”

He doesn’t look like he knew how to fight. Heck, his body isn’t even suitable to be called someone who has trained in combat before. The other reason for the forst option to be ridiculous is that the monsters are extremely ruthless. They would attack with anything they got and their attacks are all heavy. Rox had his doubts that the kid would survive the first option.

~Rhett~ He is a monster; I'm aware. However, I couldn't let go of his touch. His hands romance my waist, pulling me closer into his embrace. As warm as it feigns, a sinister sensation creeps within. From the shadows, he speaks my name. "Rhett." His breath is freezing against my skin, yet I feel cozy. And then, he turns me around to face him. And I see him for who and what he really is. A monster. A reckoning danger. A lethal malignant beast.

Her son will never have his mother to hold him when he has nightmares or sing him lullabies as he falls asleep. I almost feel bad for anyone who stands in my way. I am ripping off limbs and leaving rogues to die slowly, I shove my giant claw into their chest and rip out their hearts. I have no mercy for anyone who has betrayed us for this piece of shit. Rogues begin to retreat at the sight of me. I am drenched in blood and I’m sure I look like the monster in horror movies.

Raverine smelled the blood and was enticed to lick it but he was getting nauseous with Ember’s roars. “Stunned to speak? Did Dracula just realize he committed a lot of sin? Did an angel fucking make you realize how fucked up you are? Tell me how many innocent people did you take? Do you even fucking remember their names?! Are you aware that you ruined their life while you sit in this mansion, you monster?!” Raverine clenched his fist and punched the wall close to Ember’s face. “Yes, I know damn well that I am a monster. I have killed countless people both innocent and as satanic as me. I don’t know their names because why would I give the slightest care? I am aware that I don’t give a damn a