Ruthless Desires Series Novels & Stories

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- collectors of debts, takers of lives. Their presence strikes fear into the hearts of even the most hardened men. Each one a force to be reckoned with, ruthless and merciless. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Viktor Ivanov, the Strategist. Alexei Sokolov, the Ghost, is the most quiet and reserved member but he's as deadly as a viper. Mikhail Volkov, the Butcher or the Volk and then we have Nikolai Rostov, the Punisher.

His hands are everywhere, one tangled in my hair, the other ripping at my blouse until buttons ping against the metal floor. The fabric tears, and I gasp into his mouth as cool air hits my bare tits. “Fucking tease,” he growls, pulling back just enough to glare at me. His pupils are blown, his cock already a thick ridge against his trousers. “You think you can just walk in here and—” I cut him off by arching into him, my nipple dragging against his palm. His words dissolve into a groan, his fingers clamping down hard enough to make me whimper. “I knew you’d be like this,” he snarls. “ You’re desperate and pathetic..”

he murmured, not standing from the bed but not looking away either, “If you keep looking at me like that, I won’t stop pretending that this is nothing.” She did not look away. She did not move nor breathe. And in that moment—a burning, fragile moment—their desire stood naked between them, undeniable and dangerously close to breaking. Not touching. But wanting. God, wanting. And wanting, she realized, was far more powerful than she had ever expected.

This time it was quiet. No orders. No filthy commentary. Just the slow, deep roll of Rhett’s hips and the tight clutch of Alex’s body around him. Rhett kept one arm locked across Alex’s chest, holding him close, mouth open against the side of his throat. Every thrust dragged over Alex’s prostate in a steady, devastating rhythm. Alex’s cock hardened against the sheets without being touched. Rhett reached down and wrapped his hand around it, stroking in time with his thrusts—slow, deliberate, like he was memorizing the exact way Alex leaked for him.

A menacing laughter erupted from my lips as thoughts of what I would do to her ran down my head. I was certain that she felt I would fire her as a result of what happened the previous night. But I wouldn't. No matter what Lilith does to me or anyone, she will never be sacked. Rather, I would chip off her wings, feather by feather, until she was left with nothing to fly with. I would break her beyond repair. Only then would she submit to me as her Alpha. When I was done with her, I would dump her. She won't challenge me now or in her next life. She would understand why people referred to me as the Ruthless Alpha.

Jonathan said by closing the distance between them and still ignoring the struggle of brunette to free himself. "Now he will know how it feels, what I felt back then." Jonathan blurted out again pinning the brunette to the wall and traveling his hand down to the pants of brunette and pressing his body over him. Aiden on the other hand was trying all he could do to get rid of raven head. Tears was not stopping nor did he has much courage to fight back.

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.

Somehow, she always have her way with words. I laid on the bed, turning off the lights. Damn! My wolf began to feel restless. The urge to touch Natalie washed over me, but I resisted it so much. "What is wrong?" I asked my wolf silently. "She's so beautiful with enticing curves. It's been years since we had sexual pleasure which was since our mate's death. I know you like her, why don't you just get on with it?" My wolf said. "That's going to be so stupid. I can't take advantage of her. No and never!" I tried shutting him out from clouding my mind.