Rebel Ruthless Novels & Stories

“Very classy.” I fished out the man’s wallet with a smirk and slipped it into the inside pocket of my tattered jacket. “It’s not stealing if they’re crooks too. I am just redistributing wealth, one greedy bastard at a time.” Victor chuckled, his breath clouding in the cold night air. “Robin Hood with dirty sneakers. Your brand is so consistent.”

Two days later Grasis’s POV I am Grasis, a cruel and ruthless mafia man who just love to torture others. By torture other, I get pleasure so that I can forget my painful memories. I do not hurt any innocent but I love to torture sinful people. In this bloody adventure, I started drinking blood and rape the girls. I hated my mother so I hate every woman of this word until I met her. She was innocent, she was pure. I just want to keep her with me. I do not want to take her free. I torture her, I give her pain but all was because of love, my immense love.

"This is too messy for me. It would ruin my big plans. I thought I have liberated the pack, this attack is going to give reasons to the council to question me. There are lives on the line here, and Alfred would see this as an opportunity. This is just the perfect time to create his trap and I might as well fall into it. Did you find out where that arrow symbol is from?" "Yes, Alpha Noah." I waited for him to speak but he had that tired look on his face which means it wasn't good. "There is a set of Rebels, they are in for blood. They were either hired or worked on their own. I believe it is the latter. They work with rogues because that's what they want us to believe." "What are they called

"Where's that famous boldness, that reckless disregard for consequences?" Caleb felt a familiar rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins, his confidence reasserting itself like well-worn armor. She was correct; he was Caleb Reynolds, the master manipulator and monarch of cruelty. And no one, not even Miranda, could control the force of nature that raged within him. Emboldened by her challenge, he grabbed her wrist tightly, his fingers ripping into her soft flesh as he drew her closer, their bodies clashing in a hot embrace. "You want reckless?" he hissed, his voice low and threatening. "I'll show you recklessly."

Rebel found it difficult to breath as he fought hard to control himself in the face of such assault, no matter how aloof and averse he was to women, this one here was different Her soft body, the mellow fragrance on her skin mixed with alcohol wafted to his nose, heating his senses uncontrollably as well “Hey, listen, woman, I’m warning you already, get off me now,” This woman is a bit too intoxicating and hot! He pulled her arms away from his body annoyingly, then pressed her down on the passenger seat so that she could lay and rest “You should sleep!, we’ll be home soon, then you can release your steam on Siddharth.. Okay!,” ‘Damn, amen’t I great!,’ Rebel was impressed with his own will po

Alpha Logan announces before silence, an eerie silence, fills the tension in the air. “Rebels?” I ask, my brows furrowing. Alpha Logan nods. “Rebels are rogues who are hell bent on destroying packs out of pure hatred. They despise our kind, and will find more and more ways to destroy us,” “We have tried to get information out of him for years, but his lips are sealed. And now, the rebels have gotten bolder. Only you could make him open up and—” “No,” It was barely whispered. Gasps echoed in the room, but I look at their Alpha dead in the eyes, making myself loud and clear.

FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! I need to get my hands on Rebel and take back what’s mine. A plan starts to formulate in my mind. I can weaken Austin and get Rebel back. Yeah, I’ll take Rebel back and get Austin to break the mate bond on his own. Then I will claim Rebel and kill that bastard for touching what’s mine and then take his pack and wealth. A menacing grin forms on my face. Yeah, let Austin feel the pain I’m going to make sure he will go through. ***

Rebel did not look angry; she looked like an ancient force of nature that had finally run out of patience. “You did not ruin my life, Tahlia,” Rebel said, her voice vibrating with power. “You are not that important. You are a small, bitter woman who could not handle the fact that the world did not revolve around her. You killed your own people for a chance to sit on a chair that was never yours. You are not a savior. You are a coward. You think you won because you hurt our bond, but all you did was show me that I am stronger than both of you combined.” “I am a wolf of the Obsidian pack!” Tahlia screamed. “I have more right to be here than you ever will! You are a mistake of nature!”

“The way he looks at me?” “Yes. I know. It’s how my husband looks at me, how Rafe looks at Marge,” she paused. “Max was right about her brother. He barely talks. And when he does, all he talks about is business. Do you know what they call him in the business world? They named him “The Ruthless Magnate”. And he sure to live up to his name. He seized property by property, whenever he gets the opportunity, building his empire of hotels. But everytime he looks at you, I see tenderness, gentleness, love. Something I have never seen before,” Beatrice gave her a smile and a gentle squiz in her hand. “Honey, whatever situation you are in, whatever set up you and my son have, as long as both of you a