Ruthless Kindness Novels & Stories

"What does that make me?" "Strong. Powerful. Someone who can't be manipulated by family guilt." "Or someone who's become just like you." The words hang between us. "Ruthless, cold, and willing to sacrifice anything and anyone for what I want." His eyes flash. "Is that such a bad thing?"

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.

A sudden blade-like object slit through his throat, detaching his head from his body along with killing the guys who were jovial about their Prince that are now no longer breathing. “Oh, their Audacity to think they could defeat the top five.” A seductive chuckle came. Ruth, Number 4, Wicked Seductress. The woman with an exquisite presence, a temptation incomparable, ready to blind anyone in her charm before killing ruthlessly unlike her name. “Gauche. How they believe ten is on par with one.” Rolling her eyes off, her nails grew back, showing the blade-like object was in fact her nails which grew into sharp needles used only as basic.

He is so full of himself and arrogant. He is a good person Sav, I think he likes you a lot...I mean a lot. This is the first time he brought a date. We are really surprised! Sometimes, people are being carried away by his position, but as far as I know him and from my personal point of view, he is kind-hearted and a good man. There are talks about his ruthlessness, especially towards women, but I am not a witness to those. I have never seen him with a woman on his side, believe me! It's always talk and gossip by the media. Maybe, it was part of his image to have it that way. He was a widow for many many years and I did not hear a single name attached to him. It's just being ruthless, and a

Asked Nina “No, but I know that Aiden is a ruthless beast and you will regret this !” Beta Kim spitted blood unti Nina’s face. Nina gave her a small chilly smile while cleaning off the blood. “What you don’t know is that I am as ruthless as Aiden is . We are made of our bad and good side just because you showcase your bad side like and a woman’s doesn’t mean others don’t have what it takes to treat your fuck ups ….Aiden, I need a plier “ said Nina coming to stand a bleeding Kim who was breathing harsly

She angrily yelled at us. "You're right, I didn't deserve his loyalty. But I didn't ask for any of this either. It's easy to call someone a traitor when you don't know their story. You call me a traitor because I ran away but has any of you ever asked me why I ran away?" I asked her before looking at the rest of the women standing in my living room. "I'm a mother just like you, a sister and a wife, yet I've been treated like trash for trying to protect my daughter and brother like I couldn't protect my father from your mafia! And Christmas Eve was no different because everything I did was to protect Tiago. He was the only person willing to help me when I asked him to, and he got assaulted by

But I could still feel the tension humming beneath his calm shoulders—like a wire pulled tight. “You know,” I said quietly, “last night… scared me. Not just because of what you did, but because I realized I don’t really know who you are.” He closed his eyes for a moment, like he was holding something back. “You don’t need to know everything,” he said softly. I shook my head. “I want to.” He opened his eyes and looked at me, holding his breath for a moment. Then he said, “I was raised to be ruthless. In my family, kindness is weakness. If I let anyone touch what’s mine, I lose. And a Bernardi never loses.”

Her face doesn’t change, still calm, still dead-set on making him pay. It’s almost laughable, honestly. He really thinks he can talk his way out of this, that his twisted version of "kindness" is gonna get him a pass? Sophia arches an eyebrow. “Kindness?” she repeats, her voice dripping with venom. She takes a step closer, her presence dominating the space between them. “You call starving a little girl kindness? Letting your beta and warriors beat down a helpless girl is kindness? Ripping me away from my parents, making me feel unloved, worthless, broken—that’s what you think kindness is?”

"Please, miss… My mom's still in there. I'm a little man; I have to protect her. Just give us one, please…" "Iris, give it to him." I hadn't even spoken yet when my best friend, Eliza Pearl, already had tears welling up in her eyes, as if they might spill at any second. "They say a real man never kneels unless he has to—this guy's willing to throw away his pride just to save people. Besides, we've got two detonators anyway… Maybe one would be enough? "Why don't we give him one? It's the apocalypse—if we're all still human, shouldn't we be helping each other?"

He’s like iron forged in fire—unbreakable, untouchable. But the voices keep going, spinning threads of doubt that dig under my skin. “It’s working,” the woman says bitterly. “You saw the way he tore into Leira for touching her. When has he ever shown that kind of mercy before?” A hollow silence follows before the man replies, “Never.” The truth of that single word rattles me more than the rest. I’ve seen Kael’s strength, his ruthlessness. The way he commands with a glance, a growl, a single deadly word. Mercy is not part of who he is.