Ruthless Kindness Novels & Stories

Fearless. “I don’t fight hate with hate, because then it’ll be a never-ending cycle of throwing each other bigger and bigger hate. I chose not to mind them even if they risked my job because people like that aren’t to be fed with what they’re hungry for!” He remained silent while tears started streaming down her face. She always remembers what her mother told her: it takes grace to remain kind in cruel situations. It seems to always apply to every problem in her life. “Axel,” she called him by his first name, forgetting that he’s her boss. “I-I didn’t know you would go so low.”

Charlotte said and Aurora felt her heart thumping in her ears. "He's not a bad person, Aurora. He left no stone unturned to save the people who are being trafficked on a daily basis. He became the savior of helpless women. He may be a mafia. His enemies know him as the grim reaper because he is cruel to them but no one knows how good of a heart he has. He is just broken, he's drowned in the fire of vengeance." Charlotte sighed as her eyes saddened. Aurora dropped her gaze. Her mind stored this new information as her heart ached for him.

I nodded my head at the patience part which earned me the most genuine smile I saw on his face so far, causing my stomach to flip upside down as butterflies filled my chest. How could someone so cruel be so caring and beautiful beyond belief? Or it's more like, how could someone be so cruelly beautiful, so gentle and caring when he could turn into an unhinged monster in the matter of seconds if he had to? I could never understand the way Savaş worked but I could understand that I didn't care how he worked as long as he was gonna be with me. The entire world didn't matter as long as he was with me. "Could you have been any more perfect than you already are?" He asked but it wasn't that much o

"Do you know what killing people with kindness does to them, Ryder? It eats them up inside, especially when they've done you wrong. Though they may have no conscience, some part of them, some minuscule thread of humanity, destroys them little by little." "I've always taken the high road. I've always shown kindness. Even when I was being torn apart inside and out, I put a smile on my face, and I never hit back, but this there's no way. I want them to pay. You think I'm afraid of some washed up never has been actor and his crackhead of a daughter?" I laughed even louder. His eyes widened when I cracked my neck from side to side and rolled my shoulders like a prize fighter about to get into the

(POV Dominic) The moment Anna Rodriguez walked into Club Lux, the night changed. I felt it in my chest before I even saw her—this shift in the air, like the room itself held its breath. It was impossible to mistake her. Even after five years, she still moved with that same grace, the same fire simmering beneath the surface, though she tried to bury it under a polished smile and tired eyes.

“You don’t have to let this break you. You could have what Karl has. I could give you a child, Khalid. An heir. Imagine the scandal, the power, the way it would shake him to his core.” Khalid turned on her, his eyes blazing. “You?” He laughed bitterly, a harsh, cruel sound. “You think you could ever compare to Isabella?” Aura stiffened, but he pressed on, his words like knives. “Isabella is pure, untouched by the filth of court politics until my brother dragged her into it. She’s loyal, graceful, the kind of woman who makes men burn with desire but still commands respect. And you—” He sneered, letting his gaze sweep over her disdainfully. “You’re a bed everyone’s shared. A scandal wrapped in

he said gently, "people who are truly ruthless never think of themselves as heartless. "You once told me not to care about what others think. Once you've made a decision, there's no need for hesitation. If you weren't who you are—if you weren't Niel's daughter, without the courage and ability to strike back at the Fox family—they would have torn you apart without the slightest bit of mercy." As he finished speaking, his brow knit slightly, tenderness flashing across his face. His words were comforting, instantly washing away the dull heaviness in her heart.

“I do have something to say.” The judge leaned forward. “Proceed.” Evelyn turned, not to the judge, not to Margot, but to the jury. Her eyes were burning and almost predatory. “You sit there in your little box, pretending to hold the scales of justice,” she said, each word clipped and precise. “But you don’t understand power. You don’t understand what it takes to win in this world. You think morality builds empires? You think kindness feeds millions? No. Weakness destroys. Weakness is what left Peter Grey in the gutter. Weakness is what made Richard my puppet. Weakness is what ruins men. And I—” her chin lifted—“I was never weak.”

with that he rushes outside of the club casting one last look at Amara. “That was a great resistance back there, Zale. I was hoping for the usual to happen but was taken back. Quite shocking, I should say” Asher appreciates on their way. Zale questions himself at Asher’s words. Why the odd behaviour? ‘Because she is finally starting to enjoy her life and that needs to be set right. It’s time she knows that she is not allowed to be happy not on his watch, not without him allowing it. It’s time to level up the revenge game’ his thoughts never voiced out.

Not only was she vengeful and mercenary, but she was also sincere to the people she truly accepted. Ruth explained casually, “We’re not close, but that doesn’t mean we’re enemies! Besides, who said I’m standing up for her? I just don’t want to get involved in their trivial matters! Once you do something for someone, they’ll keep coming back for more! They’re going to ask again, just wait and see!” Looking at her disdainful expression, Abel’s eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily. Ruth’s only flaw was her stubbornness.