Ruthless Sentence Novels & Stories

A sudden blade-like object slit through his throat, detaching his head from his body along with killing the guys who were jovial about their Prince that are now no longer breathing. “Oh, their Audacity to think they could defeat the top five.” A seductive chuckle came. Ruth, Number 4, Wicked Seductress. The woman with an exquisite presence, a temptation incomparable, ready to blind anyone in her charm before killing ruthlessly unlike her name. “Gauche. How they believe ten is on par with one.” Rolling her eyes off, her nails grew back, showing the blade-like object was in fact her nails which grew into sharp needles used only as basic.

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

He said and waited for his response. There was dead silence on the other hand. "I trust you. But can you please repeat it for me, Igor?" He heard his voice softening this time. "I have found your wife, Cousin." He repeated his words for him. "Is she alright? I need to talk to her." His voice was laced with concern. He never imagined that his Ruthless cousin would ever be soft for anyone. He had noticed the way his cousin looked at her. He never assumed he was incapable of emotions, feeling anything, but ruling with cruelty.

The word was a snarl, a vow. I was raw, oversensitive, my thighs trembling as he pinned me beneath him on the bed. His mouth crashed into mine, swallowing my protests, my moans. Every thrust was a brand, a reminder—mine, mine, mine. I clawed at his shoulders, nails biting into skin, but he only fucked me harder, like he was trying to rewrite every doubt between us with sheer force.

Now the truth thudded through her chest: Aura had come to finish the job. Words didn’t help. Aura’s expression shifted, losing its practiced warmth. “You should have died a long time ago, Isabella,” she said angrily. “But you ran. You always survived all my schemes — but not this time.” Isabella shoved the door shut with her elbow and reached behind the small console table — not for a weapon, but for a pair of heavy brass bookends. She had practiced scenarios; she had learned to improvise with what a small life provided. Aura stepped forward with predatory calm. Isabella moved first.

The silence that followed was thick, suffocating, and heavy with the realization of what had just occurred. Treason. Absolute, irreversible treason, punishable by a public execution that left nothing but ash. Sofia The profound waves of Theo's heartbreak and absolute resolve washed through the silver chain in my chest, fueling the fire that had been building inside my veins since the nursery burned. I stepped out of his shadow, moving to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with the Alpha who had chosen my broken heart over his own crown.

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.

He couldn’t continue what he was going to say as Alexander sighed violently. “Fine! Just make sure that you don’t flirt with women or a guy in your work. Once I find out that someone is flirting with you, I will kill them!” Dylan thought about it. If in other couples, the one who is threatened to be killed is the one who cheated, Alexander is different, because he would kill the one who flirted with him. As the son of a former mafia, he knew he wasn’t joking. And him? He held the man by the chin and gave him a menacing look. “Likewise, baby. When you go back to your womanizing habit, I will tie you to the bed and punish you until you can’t walk!”

She concluded with a fierceness that bothered me at a point. I knew Ruth came from a well to do family but how would she accept all that she has just blurted out right now? Max turned back to face her with a stern look "Perhaps Ruth, I have been too lenient on you, you wouldn't really want your life ruined by this same world, now tell me, do you think it would change anything after you release all these claims to the public? Ask yourself, what would you gain and loose? And once you have the answer to that question, You'll get out of this mansion " He said and without wasting another moment, he left the room.

I was led to Ruthless and he reared his black head scarred with white in between his eyes and stopping at the flannel of his nostrils. He looked just as deadly as his owner. I beckoned to him to walk out of his abode but he just stood there glaring at me and Rage threw into fits of laughter. "He's Ruthless, vampire, you cannot control him. Only Lucifer can." Rage said and I ignored him. If Snowball who did not let anyone close to her, let me in, then who was Ruthless that I could not handle? I refused to give up on this arrogant stallion. I advanced to go nearer to him and he gnashed his teeth at me.