Novel & Cerita Ruthless Protagonist

By the age of thirteen, I had learned the names of all the great families and how to kill them best. He turned me ruthless. He turned me deadly. He turned me unstoppable. And yet, somehow, I was standing opposite Rocco De Luca—the most ruthless man in the underworld—and he was staring at me as if I were a puzzle he wished to disassemble. The air was filled with the scent of sweat, blood, and whiskey. Underground fight clubs existed—raw, unfiltered, and brutal. The warehouse, dimly lit, was full of it. The horde of men roared as fists landed against flesh, as bones cracked under sadistic force.

“You mean, I have to change my personality? To become… ruthless?” Ruthless. The word for some reason tasted sweet in my mouth. For months now, I tried everything possible to get over Damian's betrayal. Selene's pursuit of power, but the ugly scene kept on replaying over and over again. To ever get my revenge back, I must become ruthless, unpredictable to them. Elena nodded, clearly happy that I had made up my mind to take all that made me tears down. “Exactly. Ruthless, very precise, and cold hearted, but always carrying yourself with elegance. You’ll return stronger, and the storm they never saw coming.”

The servant nodded frantically, “I don’t care about the children or their parents, I don’t care what happens to any of them. I only care about my victory and that's final. Ruth swallowed hard but didn’t argue further because she knew her place. As she turned to leave, I called after her, “And Ruth? Make sure it’s from a strong one this time. I want the blood rich.” Immediately the door shut behind her I walked to the window slowly sipping my wine, “My goal…” I took a slow breath. “…is to destroy this pack the same way they destroyed my mother.”

His jealousy of her brilliance was a strange, intoxicating thing, he wanted the world to fear her, but he hated that her mind was a territory he couldn't fully map. "You’re a natural, Cali. It’s in your blood. The Santoro ruthlessness. It just took a little... cultivation." "Don't take credit for my spite," Cali whispered, her voice dropping into a lethal, grumpy register. "You didn't cultivate me. You backed me into a corner until the only thing left to do was bite." She shoved him back, finally sliding off the table. She smoothed out the lapels of her midnight-black suit, looking every bit the cold-blooded executive. She picked up the pearl derringer and tucked it back into her blazer with

He were a being in danger all the time, to be ruthless is number two but what comes first is trusting his instinct, because as he define himself, when he choose this path he become an animal inside out, only survival what it matter , anything else is only to take off some stress for fearing to slip up or crack his spirit under stress. Therefore, it can be OK to feel some shills in somebody else spine, but not him, maybe he is one of those who believe in supernatural in a way or another mixed with instinctual animal feeling, but that what he is and always be, a guy that love to kill the wrong guy first until he kills the right one when he doesn’t know who the one betrayed him than looking a

He is a rapist. I would never kill an innocent person. Killing these bastards itself traumatizes my mind. No- killing someone. But all I feel is satisfaction when someone like this dies. Violence is something I don't favor. But if the situation demands, I won't hesitate. Because they are dangerous to society, I have no option but to kill them. And ruthless is something I got named for because I am the leader of the Russian mafia. I am not the leader of the Russian mafia from the start. To be honest I am an orphan. And this is not how I expected myself to be when I was smaller.

Are you trying to say that you want to eliminate the king?" Eve asked in a low voice. Even though she has torture a lot of people, killing the king will be a very difficult task and the fact that she hasn't even killed anyone before. "You heard me right Eve. He embarrassed me today right in front of everyone, and this is not the first time of him doing that. I'm the one who made him what he is today, and this is what I get." Mr Travis said, gritting his teeth in anger.

"What does that make me?" "Strong. Powerful. Someone who can't be manipulated by family guilt." "Or someone who's become just like you." The words hang between us. "Ruthless, cold, and willing to sacrifice anything and anyone for what I want." His eyes flash. "Is that such a bad thing?"

Dominic’s POV People call me ruthless. They say it like an insult, but to me it’s survival. Ruthless means no hesitation, no weakness, no room for someone to get close enough to destroy or hurt. It means control, absolute control, over every piece of my world. I don’t bend. I don’t yield. And I damn well never lose. That’s what they see of me. That’s what I’ve built. But what no one knows, what I never allow anyone to see even a glimpse, is that under all the steel, under the sharp edges and discipline, there is something else. A wound. A hunger. And it terrifies me more than anything else in this world.