Ruthless Redemption Novel Amelia Novels & Stories

The Alphas pull up their pants and leave the cell. Lady Morwen steps in, shoes clicking. She sits on the cement-made bed, one leg crossed over the other. "You look exactly like the filthy whore you are." "Thank you." I murmur as I pull one side of my shirt to cover my nipples. Irritation begins to settle in slowly, but even as I'm relieved those molesters are gone, the heat is still eating me away. It blurs my senses heavily. "I'm not here to save you. I don't have time for peasants. I've come for one thing." She declares, and I raise my gaze at her. "What exactly did you do to Nikolai that he cherishes you more than me?"

Amelia smiled lovingly at him, and she perked up immediately, smiling back. Grandma had left roughly an hour and half ago promising to return after nice warm shower and clean clothes. After Amelia little break down that she wasn't too fond of, grandma seemed to understand her dilemma a bit better. She constantly asked if Amelia was sure she wanted to be there. She offered to take the children in as she wanted in the car, but Amelia had politely declined grandma's gracious offer. She couldn't hide from anyone. She needed to face her demons and finally put it behind her. She couldn't harbor anger and hatred anymore. She didn't want that for her children. She would march in there, head held hig

Even Asena wanted to run as fast and as far away from him as possible. “Stay!” I heard a gnashing of teeth as my body went still at the Alpha’s command. “God dammit, you’re causing a lot of trouble!” He shouted, still clutching me to him, my back to his front. How voice had returned to normal but I didn’t think I could ever be normal again. Not after I discovered this. Everyone said Cahir Armani was a ruthless killing machine, they called him a blood-hungry monster but no one actually knew – he was a rogue!

Amelia said to him before walking out of the office without uttering a single word to Cindy. Despite what she had done to her, she has tried her best to redeem her, but unfortunately for her, not all crimes are redeemable, so she will have no other choice but to suffer the consequences of her act, and just as Mr Benson had said, she will serve as a scapegoat to the other staff who might be planning to do the same thing she did. Getting outside, Amelia was about to walk to the roadside to take a taxi that would take her home when she heard a familiar voice call her from behind, and with that, she quickly turned around only to scoff angrily as she saw Mr Richard walking towards her.

All she could feel now was the hollow weight of what she had just done, and the consequences that could follow. Every part of her wanted to scream at Ruth. To demand why she kept dragging her into these deals, these dangerous games. But Avyanna knew better than to voice it. She had no choice. Ruth wasn’t just a friend—she was a lifeline. A partner. And this transaction, this dangerous dance with the edges of the criminal world, was their daily work. Mendez’s reach had woven itself into their lives years ago, and it was a deal that couldn’t be broken, not without consequences.

Nora shifted uneasily at the wall, her arms folding tighter, her lips pressing thin as if even she hadn’t expected this direction. Amelia’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her smirk faltering under the weight of my words. For the first time, I saw her mask crack. Then she laughed. A raw, jagged sound that sent a chill racing down my spine. “Yes!” She shouted, her voice echoing in the walls of the abandoned building, “Yes, I killed Katherine Yule! I slit her throat myself while she begged for mercy. I stole that brat because it was my right to have everything she did not deserve. I let my brother rot because he was weak, and I will do it again and again if it means I win!”

Even from this distance, I could see the thick veins bulging in her neck. I pulled my gaze away and stared straight ahead. If she hadn't sold me out to my board, she wouldn't be standing out there looking like a cornered animal. Beside me, Amelia was sinking back into her leather seat, a heavy business textbook propped open in her lap. I could see the faint gold foil of the title through the worn cover. I studied her profile for a second. She didn't look like the kind of person who belonged in high-stakes corporate rooms—she had a quiet, stubborn edge to her that felt entirely out of place here.

Sophia was quiet beside me. Then she said, "Maybe that is because revenge was never actually the point." I looked at her. "You came back with the shares and the company and the power to end him if you wanted to," she said. "And you never used any of it to end him. Not once. You used it to build something. To make things right for the people who worked there. To protect yourself and Noah." She paused. "The revenge was never the point, Amelia. Survival was." She looked at me directly. "And you survived so thoroughly. So completely. That by the time he was sitting across from you feeling the weight of it, you had already moved so far past it that the revenge had become irrelevant."

, Aunt Zara screamed as she held Camille's body, "we will take care of her, go?" Alpha Aiden quickly stood up,his eyes were already red and he pursued the car, his warriors behind him. Alpha Aiden wasn't seeing normal,all he could see was red and blood and he would want to have a taste of their blood and their smell of pain and hear the screams of those rogues as he kills them, it will be music to his ears.

She would rather die than live through something like that. If only she had thought it through and stayed home like her mate had wanted her to. But she wanted to be rebellious and look where it got her? As she turned a corner and paused, trying to catch her breath, and to keep her heart from bursting out of her chest; she wished she could see the ruthless Alpha that she had grown to care for. If only she could see him again. She would take their heated banters all day over this hell that she had brought on herself.