My Ruthless Opponent Novels & Stories

“I told you he was shady.” Lucas reminded Raul of his words. Raul said nothing but approached Salman and said out loud. “Hey!” he called him. Salman gazed at him in silence. “I am Raul and I am your opponent in this fight. You will not harm any of my friends today coz today is the day you die.” Raul said in confidence. Salman laughed out loud and replied. “You, kill me? I hope to see the day.”

Beatrice whispered on our backs and with it, a chill ran down my spine as we faced our opponents, darkness gathering on all sides. Eyeing their faces one by one, I realized just then with a jolt that they must be the Scarlet Ravens, our opponents in this game. Tall and menacing, they blocked our path, their eyes glinting with malice. One of them spoke, his voice low and raspy, "Well, hey there girls..." They stepped closer, their shadows stretching across the ground, enveloping us. I could sense Beatrice stiffen beside me. I clenched my fists, steeling myself for the inevitable confrontation in this dark alleyway, far from any help or light.

His voice was oddly calm and remote, and some bitterness left behind the memories of that horrid night. “Let go!” I yelled my hands coming forward to slam on his chest as with force I fight him. Alexei Volkov was an undeniable embodiment of untamed power, possessing a relentless ruthlessness rendered him immune to defeat. He possessed an unwavering determination to claim whatever he desired, employing any means necessary. In an instant, his free hand reached towards me, enveloping my exposed shoulder with a swift and forceful motion.

“Pathetic.” I pushed myself up, wiping muck from my cheek. “Listen here, Alpha Terminator, some of us don’t spend our entire lives bench-pressing wolves. Give me a second.” He didn’t give me a second. He grabbed my wrist, yanked me upright, and spun me toward him with all the gentleness of a hurricane. His chest collided with mine, hard muscle against my soggy mess, and my breath caught. “First rule,” he said, voice low, his breath warm despite the cold rain, “never let your opponent take control.”

I don’t answer immediately, because for once, I actually think before I speak. Outside the window, the sky is starting to darken, the city is shifting into evening. Everything moving forward. Just like this. “I’m not hiding” I say finally. He nods. “I figured.” “I’m not reacting either.” “That’s harder.” “I know.” Silence. Then “I’m going to let her play her move,” I continue. “And then?” I hold his gaze. “I’ll make mine.” A small smile touches his lips. “That sounds dangerous.” “Maybe.” i shrugged

Through the narrow window, he saw a flash of white sheets, wires, and Aria’s trembling hand reaching out then nothing. He slammed his palm against the glass. “Aria!” Inside, monitors wailed. Outside, thunder cracked again over Milan louder, closer as the world seemed to tilt on its axis. And for the first time, Luca Rossi, who had conquered empires, could only stand there, powerless, praying that the two hearts he lived for would keep beating.

Now there was nothing but silence — the kind of silence that made her think of endings. On the table lay three burner phones. One already dead, another discarded. She picked up the third and scrolled through encrypted messages. Half her old allies had already cut ties with her. No one wanted to burn with her. The Grey girl had poisoned them all against her. Her lips curled back in a snarl as she slammed the phone down. “You think you’ve won, little girl? You think standing on a stage makes you powerful?” Her breath came faster, harsh and ragged. “I built dynasties before you learned how to spell your name. I ruined men who were stronger than you’ll ever be. I’ll burn this city before I let y

Knox, the ruthless billionaire who lived in the woods. “Mr. Knox might be all powerful and cold, but he's just a man," Collins said from behind me. "Whatever the outcome, even if you break down, the world would know that at least you tried,” I snapped my head around, and fixed him a stern glare. "Tried? Was that supposed to be a pep talk?" “What happened to he also farts?” I asked,still glaring. Collins seemed unfazed, like he was merely being logical and I wasn't. "That's probably not going to work against Mr. Knox. No matter how hard I try to lighten the situation out here, once you walk in there, you'd feel his cold aura and completely freeze,”

''And if she's nothing? I pulled the car door open, ''then his debt is still unpaid. I knew why Dominic was optimistic. I was already engaged to Stephanie Russo. A fixture more of arrangement and desire, a name tied through Mafia alliances. She was a beautiful woman, a very dangerous one too and at the end of the year as expected, she would become my wife. I wasn't sure she needed to know about tonight. Amelia Nightshade was likely nothing. Mateo would look for another way to repay his debt or lose his life, that I knew.

I replied confidently. "I said this is OUR FIRST DATE", He said while stopping the car. I fell short of words after seeing that heavenly beautiful and dreamy sight. *********************************************** Eric James Winslet, a ruthless businessman who has already completed 25 yrs of his life being the king of his territory. He is handsome in all departments but his blue-green orbs are filled with darkness, coldness, and anything but love. Every woman wants to chase him, but his heart is being guarded with walls of ice that never seems to come down.