Ruthless Kindness Novels & Stories

After a moment, he said, "Sometimes, being kind isn't necessarily a good thing. Besides, Ruth brought this on herself, so there's no one to blame but herself." Hendrix's words flowed more smoothly now."Plus, I'm not exactly a saint, either. If you were too pure, it wouldn't suit me. It's better if we're both a little ruthless. Won't that make us perfect for each other?"

She stepped to the back of the van, then snatched the knife from my hand. “You high-ranking cowards,” she said bitterly. “None of you have the stomach for what needs to be done. That’s why the rogues will soon rule over all the kingdom. You lot will run crying away before you’d even stab someone.” There was a cold malice in Ruth’s eyes that I hadn’t noticed before. She’d shown love for her daughter before, and some patience for the rest of us, even if we annoyed her. But this was different. Her eyes now were those of a killer – frozen, detached.

I never been in a public transportation either. My parents cage me. They always treat me like a baby, like a princess. So when both of them passed away I felt like I lose my sight, my wings, my everything. I was like a lose child who can't decide for herself. A child who doesn't know anything. A loud horn wake me up from thinking about my family. "You need a ride Miss?" a man asked. I shook my head and walk away. Isaak where are you? He's supposed to be here!

"You want to know what actually shaped you into the man who eventually chose Maya over every arranged introduction his own council paraded past him for years? It wasn't formal succession planning. It was your grandmother sneaking you extra sweets when you were small and sad about something nobody else noticed. It was small, ordinary kindness, repeated consistently enough that it became who you actually are underneath all the Alpha formality." Damon was quiet for a long moment, something in his expression easing slightly. "I hadn't thought of it that way." "Most people don't, until they're sitting exactly where you're sitting, worried they'll somehow fail their children through some grand, st

"I made a promise to myself that I was gonna make that bastard pay for everything he did to me. I made a promise to myself that I was gonna destroy everything he used me to create. So, I shouldn't be the one you should be talking to, young lady. Go back to Khalid and talk some sense to him" She turned around to leave. "How can you be so cruel, huh?!" Octavia asked tearfully and she stopped walking but didn't turn around. "How can a mother be so heartless towards her own child?! No matter what has happened, he doesn't deserve this from you. It could've been anyone, but not from you!!" Slowly, Sapphire turned around and walked towards her,her eyes glinting.

Ha… I let myself fall to the floor with my body, and my face almost kissed the ground. Many people came to watch me, and my co-workers tried to get in between. Madam Glo is not giving a fuck about whoever tries to help me. She's not bad as a person. Madam Glo was very considerate and she proved it to me. Everytime we're together and I have a new problem, she'll rescue me. Maybe I reached her point. It was working hours and I was abusing her kindness. Why am I always like this? Why am I always ruining those people who only wanted the best for me? Who only wanted to help me?

"And you understand that her anger isn't really about you. It's about everything she's lost and her terror of losing more." "She said I'm just taking up space. That I haven't done anything useful." "Ruth measures worth in tangible contributions. She brings medicine from the city. She organizes supplies. She teaches the children practical skills. Those are things she can see and measure." He paused. "She doesn't yet understand that simply being here—being kind to the children, sharing your stories, bringing new energy to our community—those are contributions too. Just different ones." "She's not going to suddenly like me because you explained her trauma."

I do not deserve any of this. Ela sat down on the bench across from him. The stone was cold, even through her coat. She placed her hands on her belly, where the baby was quiet now, lulled by her steady heartbeat. Kindness is not about deserving, she said. Kindness is about choosing to be kind even when the other person has not earned it. That is what makes it kindness. Otherwise, it is just payment.

Every venom of hatred she had for me echoed in her voice, laced beneath her words. ''Useless, ungrateful orphan.'' She spat on me. ''You think you have dreams? You think you have a future? You have nothing. You never had anything. You came into this house with nothing and you will leave with nothing. Go and do what you do best, be a slave to whichever man will take you.'' She stepped back. Natalie glanced at us and focused on her phone again.

The moment I reassured her, Hannah let out a silent breath, then finally smiled. I looked at Hannah, who was now arranging the room, and my eyes darkened slightly. I clenched my fists tightly. If anyone dared think of taking this hard-earned happiness away from me, then— Ruthlessness flashed in my eyes. …I don’t mind being what Hannah had advised—being ruthless! I will never be the same way I had been at the Silver Britain Pack. Being all gentle and quiet, letting people walk over me and even take what belonged to me. That kindness and indecisiveness had once made me lose everything I loved. I would never make that mistake again.