Ruthless Knight Novels & Stories

a lady said, her deep voice resounding to where we sat as she put her arm over Damien’s shoulder. “That doesn’t seem like Abigail” Roseline pointed out. It definitely wasn’t her, the lady’s skin was dark, tanned, almost of a different person, her dress, it was scarce, her clothing had no reins, that wasn’t Abigail, it could never be. “I’m not here for you” he said, taking the glass of wine poured by the bartender. “All this time, we thought the battle was against Abigail, whilst it was this..thing” Roseline said as she took a glass of water as we settled into a table.

Like a king among his subjects. But he wasn't just a king. He was the devil disguised in an expensive, black suit. Brutal and ruthless under all that polished exterior. I swallowed hard, my eyes soaking him in. He held a glass of drink in his hand, but it was untouched. He didn't drink that weak stuff; he was a more hardcore, heavy liquor kind of guy. His strong, inked fingers wrapped about the delicate glass reminded me of what he could do to me. All he had to do was squeeze, and I'd shatter into a million pieces.

Dean sat beside him with his jaw tight, while I remained near the window, my arms crossed, my expression looking blank. Richard exhaled with a rasp. “You both deserve to know the truth so you can be careful around her.” I turned my head sharply, narrowing my eyes. “If you have any more confessions to share then speak. Stop wasting breath pretending you’re a saint.“ Richard let out a bitter laugh, coughing midway. “Saint? No, child. I was never a saint. But I wasn’t always the devil either. That part… belonged to Evelyn. I was the middle man. But I made a vow to myself, I would do the best I could to stop her before my last breath.”

"Brother, it’s already too late for that. And if I don’t want to follow him as his dog I have to make my own way.” Knight ruffled his hair taking heavy breaths. "Aren’t you a puppet? I don’t want to end up like you. And to succeed I have to be ruthless. About those fuckers, they were the worst fuckers. I just couldn’t ignore it.” Bright was dumb founded. It was clearly the Knight he knew, but how did he kill four people without blinking. But again, he shot six people when he was just a child. “I guess it’s our cursed fate to be twisted,” Bright mumbled.

The old man's hand is still in my grip. "Take out your money." He tried to order. Oh man! I had imagined more. These are just random roadside thugs. Sweat formed on her forehead and she looked frightened. The guy held knife at her neck, glued himself to her body and I didn't like it,not even a bit. Her pupils dilated,chest raised and fell heavily. A little amount of blood on the surface of the knife that was held at her neck made appearance and the next moment, all I know is I kicked the old man in his manhood, jumped onto the bastard who dared to drew her blood. Everything happened so quickly. I am on the man, dismantling his face. I heard her screaming,the other two men trying to drag me a

Derius said seriously with venom in his voice as he tightly gripped the knight's chin making him express such pain – though he knew that the knight he’s talking was no ordinary knight because he’s the only reason why Edil had to die in the duke’s hands The pain that Derius saw upon the feeling of the knight made him thrilled to do more so he gripped and gripped until the knight was coughing. The knight remembered what had happened with their previous leader, Edil dying in the hands of the duke because he failed to do his mission that – that’s what he thought - happening from the past enraged the duke to the point that he killed the leader of his shadow knights

Raven blurted out in fury, "I won't live after such humiliation, and I'll tear you apart if I ever get the chance." Knight's move paused a second for that contradictory logic. "That's the fierce little wolf I knew." The smirk was back on Knight's face, "Is it reasonable to kill me, if YOU are the one doing the raping?" "What the fuck?" Raven frowned at that logic, "I won't--" "You will." Knight curved his lips and gripped Raven's cock, but he didn't move his hand. Raven gripped Knight's arm, leaving claw marks all over, but Knight didn't even give that a glance.

Knight said viciously. Knight was the type to speak bluntly, without any filter, which often made him sound harsh and cruel. It was precisely why he preferred people to be the same—he despised schemers like Rhea. In truth, from the very first moment he met her, he already knew what kind of woman she was. Especially after seeing how his nephew protected her—going as far as to rebel against Nathan despite both his and his father’s disapproval. What irritated him even more was that Rhea reminded him of his sister-in-law, Joana.

While the knight was stung with disbelief, the man thrust forward and jabbed his sword into the knight’s throat. A horrified gurgle could be heard from the knight. His identity in The Empire was quite immense. He had been undefeated for most of his life, but now, he was killed in an instant without any remorse… Filled with resentment and disbelief, the knight fell to the ground paralyzed. Xynthia quietly looked through the gaps of her fingers while covering her face. She had been doing quite well within Mordu’s entertainment industry, so she naturally knew who a lot of the major figures were.

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