Ruthless Protagonist Novels & Stories

I cursed my own existence within the silent theater of my mind. A sharp wave of internal guilt began to compromise my system over the reality that my compliance had indirectly caused Roy to be branded with the reputation of a reckless playboy within the social register. Common sense dictated that I should have refrained from offering immediate, unyielding belief to Dita’s verbal testimonies. Had I withheld my rapid, scorched-earth evacuation and granted his position a structured negotiation, the probability was immense that Roy would have never redirected the volatility of his frustration into sleeping with a vast multitude of random women.

A menacing laughter erupted from my lips as thoughts of what I would do to her ran down my head. I was certain that she felt I would fire her as a result of what happened the previous night. But I wouldn't. No matter what Lilith does to me or anyone, she will never be sacked. Rather, I would chip off her wings, feather by feather, until she was left with nothing to fly with. I would break her beyond repair. Only then would she submit to me as her Alpha. When I was done with her, I would dump her. She won't challenge me now or in her next life. She would understand why people referred to me as the Ruthless Alpha.

She slammed her hands together, crushing his head, and he exploded where he stood. Calvin and Alice finally saw the Alpha up close. “Ruth?!” Calvin shouted, completely shocked, unable to believe his eyes. He had been sure she was dead—ambushed, shot dozens of times, and burned alive in her house. Nothing should have allowed her to survive. And yet here she was, brutally driving her claws into hunter after hunter, flames and bullets bouncing off her, unstoppable. Calvin and Alice raised their guns and pulled the triggers—but Ruth had already moved on, taking down the next target. The other hunters, in fear, fired blindly, killing some of their own team.

Asked Nina “No, but I know that Aiden is a ruthless beast and you will regret this !” Beta Kim spitted blood unti Nina’s face. Nina gave her a small chilly smile while cleaning off the blood. “What you don’t know is that I am as ruthless as Aiden is . We are made of our bad and good side just because you showcase your bad side like and a woman’s doesn’t mean others don’t have what it takes to treat your fuck ups ….Aiden, I need a plier “ said Nina coming to stand a bleeding Kim who was breathing harsly

"At least I can live for someone. You only live for yourself. You will die alone, you will enter the afterlife, ALONE, who knows, maybe the devil himself will be your mate." She chuckled lightly, "Oh Damian! Imagine the fun we would have, but then again, I wonder if the Devil is single..." "Kill this crazy bitch!" Adam shouted out. He was still holding his gun up with his partially shifted claws. He was losing control fast. "You'll never succeed as an Alpha. You're a mere Omega whore that thinks your good enough to be a leader." I tried my best to insult her, and maybe it worked for a brief moment, but her soured face quickly turned into a flirtatious smile.

I was the bad ex-husband who was still rich and popular enough for people to profit off of. Maybe I should have fought back then to try and change the way people saw me, but what was the point? I instead leaned hard into a new narrative. I built muscle, made “friends” with people the world was terrified to face, stopped smiling for cameras, and perfected the death glare and unforgiving behaviour that earned me another name. Ruthless. It may not have been “charming,” but it was better than being called “drunk.” Now people no longer look at me with open hate in their eyes, they instead see me and scurry off in fear, ’cause who wants to mess with “Ruthless” CEO Leonel Fucking Sinclair?

"Don't ever come back here without seeing the girl I was with the night of Jack Coleman's Birthday Party! Look for her because I'm sure I got that girl pregnant!" Shawn Ezekiel Peñafranco shouted furiously. One of the most handsome and richest men in the world. Has thick eyebrows, brown eyes, long eyelashes, a pointed nose and red lips. His aura is very accurate and anyone who encounters it will tremble in fear. He is known as Ruthless and cold-hearted. So they avoid making it angry. Because you're probably still alive, but you feel close..

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.

I sat with the letter still in my hands, torn between the compassion rising in my chest and the sharper, colder knowledge sitting underneath it, the knowledge that this same man had been lying to me about his memory for weeks, choosing silence over honesty in a way that had nothing to do with fear of becoming his father and everything to do with protecting a version of himself he wasn't ready to let go. "I don't want to become him," Rhys said. "I would rather die than become him. But I'm terrified that the only way I know how to love someone is the way he loved her, and I don't know how to fix that, Matteo. I don't even know if it can be fixed." "It can," I said, quiet, meaning it despite ev

“Now, see here, this is my office! You break in here, you make threats—” “I’m not making a threat,” I interrupted, my voice dropping even lower. “I’m stating a fact. You tried to hurt what’s mine. I don’t take that lying down. I’m going to make sure every business deal you have, every backroom handshake, every dirty dollar… it all goes up in smoke. I’m going to dismantle your life piece by piece until there’s nothing left but the memory of your mistake.” The color drained from his face. He knew my reputation. He’d heard the stories. Ruthless. Unforgiving. A man who built empires and broke those who threatened them. “You… you can’t do that.”