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.

The distance between us felt wider than the entire arena. Kieran blew out a breath. “She is still mad.” I did not bother answering. The truth of it was written across her face. Her opponent stepped into the arena. A tall male with scarred forearms and unsettling calm eyes. He had won three matches in a row. Brutal. Efficient. He respected no one. Killed ruthlessly and never lost sleep over it. Kieran leaned forward. “Of all the opponents she could get.” “She can handle him,” I said quietly.

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.

But Evelyn only grew louder, her composure slipping into something raw, wild. “I am power!” she screamed. “I am the reason this country worships the Caldwell name! Every single one of you—” her gaze swept the room “—feeds off the scraps of my table. You want to erase me? You can’t. I am untouchable.” Richard, frail in his wheelchair, raised his head. His voice rasped, but it carried: “No, Evelyn. You’re already finished.” The room went silent. She spun on him, eyes blazing with hatred. “You worthless shell! You’d dare betray me after everything I gave you?”

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,”

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.

a more elderly man agreed until they were all talking angrily amongst themselves. “Gentleman, Gentleman!" I called. “Edric was a cruel man indeed, but does that mean we repay him with the same cruelty? He has been merciless to me among many during his rule, but I will NOT allow any man to starve into a slow and painful death, no matter his crimes. That is not who we are, and we will not respond to ruthlessness with that of our own! We WILL be better than that. Better than the example he led by.” I waited a moment before I continued to allow what I said to sink in and to watch the response on their faces. But so far, it seemed they all understood my reasoning.

But what he says next boils my blood. "you can and you will," he folds his hands over his chest. Like he is doing this to control himself. "we have all day, you are cleaning this even if it takes you all day." I threw my hands in the air, and frustrated tears burned my eyes. "what kind of ruthless bastard are you? I told you I can't do it." "you will do it," he grits. "fuck you," I yelled picking up a handful of horseshit mixed with straw and throwing it at him. "Eat this and die."