Ruthless Kindness Novels & Stories

He proved it if we fell in love with a ruthless and merciless person, then our lives would be ruined. But she was also same guilty in this whole matter, right? Why did she consider him as a good man? Despite knowing he is a murderer, why did she love him deliberately? Why did she try to see only the good side of him? Now she has to face its repercussions. ********** After coming home, she locked herself in the room and didn't talk with anyone. Shehroz was very depressed for her. He was afraid of whether in flow of emotions, she take any wrong step.

he said, concern in his voice. “Cyrus, we’re not kids anymore, I can take care of myself, plus..I was wrong to think that the Damien Forest would like me..I really just wanted to be nice to him” I said, pausing my breakfast. “I’m sorry for being harsh” he apologized. “Me too, although I should’ve been harsher” I teased. A smile formed on our faces, that was the Cyrus I knew, the one who’d adjust his glasses, smile and be caring, not jumpy and spiteful.

She asked bitterly, because that was the reality they were facing. "That kind of death is too easy for you. I still want you to face the hell that has not yet fully burned." Irony within irony. Svanna's suddenly blank eyes stared straight over Nightroe's shoulder as the man bent down to fondle her. The cruel creature had just admitted that his vile behavior so far was nothing. There was still a much more painful part, and Svanna felt... she would never be able to face the terrible events that Nightroe would offer in the future.

Will these 2 people ever come across each other, will that wall of ice ever melt with the warmness of kindness, will the man with too much hatred and too little love ever claim his possession, on the women with too little hatred and so much of love? Is this actually what made their lives encounter RUTHLESS LOVE or it is a way to some other destination? To know further make a read and join them in their RUTHLESS or I would say, beautiful journey. Love xxxxxxxx Purva Narang (YOUR WRITER) Follow for more updates: Instagram: @purvi_nrang Twitter: @narang_purva

'True love is something, so very true and very rare to find. So, if you ever find such a thing. Treat it as if it were some treasure. Because, once you find such a thing and set free; it will not ever return. So, treat it as if its your most precious gift..' 🌹🌹 His Weakness (Part 6) 🌹🌹 "I thought so too," Ruthless said leaving his father as he began walking over to the other door in his room, where his bathtub was.

Because there was clearly a but. "But compassion without ruthlessness is not kindness," Lyanna said. "It is exposure. The people who want to destroy you are not going to be moved by your humanity. They have decided what you are and no press conference will change that. You need both. The bridge and the teeth." Her eyes sharpened. "Do you have both?"

that didn't actually exist. Ruth was sitting by the window, a book in her lap, looking every bit the graceful, untouchable queen of the Blackwood home. When she looked up, her eyes didn't hold the fire of Emma’s or the cold calculation of Jordan’s. They held a devastating, pure kindness. "Reign?" she asked, her voice a soft melody that cut through my rage like a knife through paper. "Is everything alright, sweetheart? You look... pale." The "warrior" in me died instantly. The predator I’d spent the last hour cultivating shriveled up, leaving nothing but the hollow, broken boy who had never really had a mother of his own.

There was a coldness in his eyes that spoke to an intimate familiarity with violence. No, not cold. Ruthless. Raw and pure. This man was dangerous, but she couldn't deny the pull... She knew without question that he could be absolutely merciless, that he could dispense brutality just as skillfully as he had bliss. But there was a difference between being ruthless and cruel. There was no cruelty in him. She knew it as surely as she knew the intricate details of every weapon she’d created. She cried, tearing her eyes away before she lost the fight with herself and went to him. She peered at the golden devil next.

I would have to be ruthless. The word tasted bitter, but it did not frighten me as it once might have. Ruthlessness did not mean cruelty. It meant resolve. It meant choosing the future over comfort, choosing action over hesitation. It meant understanding that some lines, once crossed, could never be uncrossed. I thought of Kael then, unbidden. His eyes during our argument. The way he had listened when he should have silenced me. The way his authority had faltered, just slightly, under the weight of doubt.

“Sometimes brutal honesty comes before politeness. Not everything can be so sweet.” Her words bring a silence with them, hitting them all deeply and bringing back memories none wanted to remember, ones they wished to keep buried and forget. Each one of them has been through something that proved Leo’s words to be true. Not everything can be so sweet. They knew that. They had experienced it for themselves, things far from sweet. And it was those things that made Violet and Liviana believe in kindness before all else. They have learnt that kindness is a privilege, not a right. And they wanted to give that privilege to everyone they could, because once upon a time, they weren’t so lucky.