Ruthless Games Novels & Stories

The ruthless Alpha King? ...

Alan stood up at once. the only thing he was proud of in his life was his passion of being that top model that everybody wants and now when he saw his name in the second place, he clenched his fists in rage. The rage was so steamy that his nails tore down his flesh making his palm bleed out of his closed fist.

Alaric grumbled, his eyes darting around the dimly lit room. He couldn't shake the feeling that they were all just biding their time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike and end his life. He dismissed that thought. He was determined to put an end to their actions, no matter the cost. With a swift dash, he charged ahead, his enemies appearing pitifully insignificant in his path. Those who dared to obstruct Alaric met a gruesome fate, as death was the inevitable consequence. With a swift and practiced motion, he twisted their bodies, separating the upper and lower halves with a sickening crunch. The crimson liquid spurted out of their bodies in a violent display resembling that of a fount

Dabbing his sweat off with the towel, Zale grits dangerously. “I am so going to make him regret it!”. After blocking Edward’s car from every direction, Zale grins in contentment seeing Edward walking towards his car giving up on escaping. Stepping out of his car, Zale stands in all his glory. “Get out of my way, Zale” Edward demands. “Now, now, so eager to run away from me, Edward?” he taunts. Edward thought he hid the escaping part well but then he overlooked the fact that he is going against Zale Austin Windsor, the ruthless and the most powerful man who rules the underworld mafia of New York controlling the in and outs on his fingertips.

To pass, the Feral Six had to play the Foundational-Match. The "Rink" was a bridge of raw, white-hot energy suspended over a pit of absolute deletion. The Puck: A sphere of Anti-Matter Lead. It didn't glide; it tore through the energy-field, dragging the players toward the pit. The Stakes: If the Under-Keepers won, they would use the Void-Cutter to initiate a "Total-System-Wipe," starting the universe over from the First Draft. The game was a brutal, slow-motion nightmare. Every hit felt like a mountain collapsing. Every stride was a battle against the "Logic-Gravity" of the Deep-Registry.

People around us started coming to their senses as they woke up inside the podium. “Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Bloodlust Games, The final chapter” mum announced proudly. My eyes widened as the ground glowed beneath me, I tried moving out of the circle I was in only to realize that there was what looked like a force field wall which I couldn’t get past. I punched the wall twice, it glowed under the force. But that was all, I couldn’t move out of it as mum proudly explained the rules of the games.

He couldn't let her see the extent of his pain. As his mind raced with thoughts of revenge, a dangerous glint flickered in his eyes. Abeer was no stranger to ruthless tactics, having built his empire on power and dominance. But this time, the object of his ruthless nature was not a rival gang or a business competitor—it was the woman he had loved, and the brother who's becoming victim in Prerna's Game !

He was never meant to get attached to these assassins cause he is aware of the risk involved. " Can we move on now? " Several heads nodded. Percy clicked on his screen and the five assassins' images were displayed on the screen. The first was King, followed by Lioness, then Lightning, Tigress, and then Ruthless. Ruthless was a young assassin just like Lightning but he had recruited him earlier at the age of eighteen. The guy was already a seasoned assassin by the time he hit the age.

And outside, the world moved on, but inside the villa, a new dawn had begun—a dawn of love, of family, and of a future that was theirs to shape. The storm was over. The battles had ended. And finally, Ruthless Claim had reached its conclusion, leaving nothing but hope, love, and the quiet promise of every tomorrow.