Ruthless Novels & Stories

Harley butted in, “What do you mean? Are you letting her come with that asshole?’ “Harley, he’s not an asshole.” “Is he?” he asked. “Yes! He was just an arrogant man, and short-tempered, but he's considerate. His loving side is hidden, but it's precious," I said. I can't believe I'm trying to defend apollo. “Don't stop Rix from growing and flying, she finally found a way out of her cocoon. It's time to fly,” said Charis. My heart felt so touched. Oh, Charis… “But you told me he wasn’t an asshole?” asked harley. “Then who is he with? That sophisticated lady?”

"Do not ever test my patience by asking for a second chance when you put my son in danger." Maren felt a profound chill race down her spine as she witnessed the true depth of his ruthless authority. He was destroying a man's livelihood over a chaotic situation she had caused by insisting on leaving the penthouse against their advice. She could not stand by and watch another innocent person suffer under the crushing weight of his dictatorial rules.

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.

Tired of listening that how many people are there whom he hurt. Slap. Aiden slapped his father. Jonathan came back to reality. Aiden slapped his father. Innocent Aiden slapped his father. "You.... You..... you it's always just you. Just how selfish are you. How can you do this to your own daughter. Was i not enough to be the one who was marked by you? Why her. How can you rape her? She is disable father. Why? Didn't Mom's voice stop you? You loved her right? Didn't her voice pull you back? You named her Venessa, because you miss Mom. You can't forget her even after being with another woman and still you raped..."

For an instant, neither moved. Aura tried to rise, more angry than in pain. She reached for Isabella again. Isabella — who had spent the last year living on the edge for two heartbeats more than her own — acted without hesitation. A final shove, a misplaced step: Aura fell back and struck her head against the hearth’s stone edge. She made a single, rattled sound, and then there was nothing but a sudden hush.

Losing my mother to the wasting sickness was incredibly hard on my soul, but somehow, even that deep grief paled next to these roaring feelings for this one male. Leaning my forehead against the cool glass of the window, I closed my eyes tight and forced my brain to focus entirely on the heavy purr of the engine rather than the painful voices from my past. I didn't want to hear them tonight; I didn't want to remember. But my soul knew if I forgot his cruelty, I would easily let his alpha charm do it to me all over again. That was exactly who Kairo Adeyemi was—cruel, dominant, and ruthless. He took whatever his wolf wanted from the valley, and then he discarded

“Elena.” The name felt sharp and deliberate. “Corporate intelligence,” he continued. “Works for people who profit from leverage.” “People like you,” Ruth said bitterly. His eyes flicked to hers. “People who think like me.” “So I was currency,” she said. “A negotiation tool.” “You were leveraged,” he corrected. The honesty hurt more than a lie would have. “You knew this was a possibility,” she said . “Yes.” “And you still let me stay near you.” “I misjudged how fast they’d move.”

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.

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.

He explained calmly. I sat there for a while letting his words soak in before a burst of confidence rushed through me. "Fuck you and your rules." I said in his face as I emphasized the word 'fuck' He clenched his jaw and his eyes flared with anger, but he took a deep breath before speaking. "You just got here so imma let this slide. But just know I don't do this often so do it again and I won't hesitate to slit your wrist." He said calmly as his hands rested on his temples.