Ruthless Sentence

He is handsome, he is ruthless, he is feared by all, he is alpha Damian of the silver pack, and no one dares to stand against him. In a period of war, trials, and tribulations between the twelve wolf tribes and the rogues, what will happen when a mighty alpha’s heart is captured by a misesteemed Lotus princess? Miranda agrees to a union with the mighty alpha, all to save her people, but what will happen when this union brings the two, different but not so different together, more than they ever expected? Will Miranda later discover her true feelings for the one she is fated to?

Adam Meadows is a ruthless billionaire, with a heart hardened by a relentless thirst for vengeance. Consumed by the brutal murder of his parents, his life's singular goal is to amass wealth and exact retribution. Relationships are a distraction he couldn't afford, and he dismissed them as trivial. But Adam's meticulously controlled world is upended when he is compelled to look after Jazzlene Agatha Hart, his best friends' sister. Resistant at first, Adam's loyalty to his friends forces him to agree. But as he spends more time with Jazzlene, something surprising unfolds. She brings out a side of him he never knew existed.

BLURB ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** You can’t force me to go with you,” I sneered. “I will carry you myself, Vanessa, if you insist on acting like a kid.” “I‘ll yell out for help, someone will hear.” “And sentence your loved ones to death? I think not,” he squinted. “What was their name again, Alena… Eugene" “Kai, don’t you dare touch my loved ones!” I said in gritted teeth as I walked closer to him, warning him, “Or else I will— He scoffed, and he grabbed my hand. “You will what? Huh?” Tears began to fall freely from my eyes. “Kia, don’t touch the ones I love!” I said in between tears. “We made a deal,” he said, grabbing my hands as I struggled to be free from his grip. “There is no going back. If you ever run away again, I won’t even give you a preview, you will attend the funeral of your loved ones.” his voice was dangerously low. Hot tears fell from my eyes. “I won’t touch you, so that you can suffer for your mistake,” he smirked. “You and I know, the pain is worse than death,” he said in a whisper. I closed my eyes and let tears cascade down my cheeks. I now understood what I had done. Understood that I had made a deal with the monster who was once my lover. I was foolish to think he had changed.

“Let’s have a child….right now,” “What?”Amelia took her steps back in terror, hearing his words. She immediately covered her naked body with her arms which intensified the rage in his eyes. “Yes…... We both hate each other and we both know the only way to break this f*cking marriage of ours is for you to give birth to my child, so….” he uttered through a clenched jaw while opening the buttons of his shirt. Amelia hugged herself more tightly, seeing him coming closer to her. “Stop. You….” He placed his index finger over her lips, halting her words. “Tonight, you will just moan my name,” his voice grew deeper. The rage in his eyes shifted to something more sinful. She swallowed, feeling his palms cupping her naked waist. “This is not….” “Ssshhhh…” he pulled her closer in his arms. “Let me have you tonight, my princess….” Whispering those words, he kissed that girl in his embrace whom he claimed to hate the most in his life. ……….. The deal was simple. Callum Morelli, the ruthless Lycan Prince, needed to kill the werewolf princess, Amelia Ashwood, to break the curse on him of being an infertile, but…..this simple deal took a dark turn when after finding Amelia after a search of years…..instead of killing her, his father commanded him to marry Amelia and make her give birth to his child. But how would Callum make Amelia give birth to his child when he had hated her all his life? He hated her innocent smile, her beautiful green eyes, her softly-warm skin. He hated everything about her, so how? The cruel Lycan prince surely received the answer that one sinful night when he couldn't control himself and touched her like… he owned her. ………..

"And when at night, those tiny sobs ran into full-blown tears, that was when I knew that whatever we had was gone" ******************** All her life, if Tiara had been asked what she wanted in life, she would have given just one answer, which was to be in Bernard's arms, be his Luna, and birth his kids but all of that turned into a messy dream on that fateful night where she lost it all. Embroiled with nothing else but revenge in her mind, the last person she imagined would assist her was the lycan king. He needed her just like he needed air, and she wanted him because she wanted to exert revenge on those who had hurt her, but nothing had prepared her for the secret he held back. The one that broke her further into smithereens, with an age-long secret dangling at her face and both mates wanting her back, what path is she going to take when she is tossed in between betrayal, heartbreak, and a second chance?

Victoria Addam comes to Ruthner's house as her father's debt repayments, but her master, Helio Ruthner, suddenly gives her a proposal to be his woman. Victoria rejects it, of course. But she doesn't know that it will be her way to go down after Helio makes her the lowest maid of the house and makes her live a living hell. There's something wrong with Helio and Victoria always feels a danger as long as she stays there. So, she decides to run away, goes back to her home, and asks for help. But the painful truth greets her when she learns that she is sold to the Ruthner's house by her father, and her boyfriend is cheating with Victoria's beloved sister. Victoria falls to the bottom rock, but Helio comes to her and offers her help for revenge. And crazily, Victoria accepts the offer. “Be my woman, and you will easily avenge them all. As a pay, don't blame me if I make your life a living hell.” “There's something wrong with you, I guess, and you've made my life like hell. But I don't care about it anymore, so lend me your help, make me your woman.”

Betrayed. Broken. Stripped of everything she once called hers. Elysia Sinclair thought she had already lost it all—until she lost the one thing that truly mattered. Her baby. Left bleeding and abandoned in a cold hospital room, she swore revenge. But what could a woman with nothing do against the man who destroyed her? Enter Adrian Blackwood. Ruthless, calculating, and as dangerous as they come. He doesn’t do charity. He doesn’t do kindness. But when he looks at Elysia, he sees something more—something raw, something familiar. "Sign these papers, leave him, and marry me," he says, his voice a dark promise. "I'll help you get your revenge." It’s a deal with the devil himself, but Elysia is too shattered to refuse. One signature, and she goes from the discarded ex-wife of a billionaire to the new bride of a man even more powerful. But Adrian didn’t just want a wife. He wanted her. And as he slides his ring onto her finger in front of the man who betrayed her, a shiver runs down her spine. Because in Adrian’s eyes, this isn’t just a contract—it’s possession. Now, tangled in his world of power plays and whispered threats, Elysia must ask herself— Is she using Adrian to destroy her past? Or is he using her to rewrite his own? One thing is certain: when you strike a deal with the devil, there’s no turning back.

Bounded to the ruthless mafia leader, Everybody in the city was aware of the Mafia's dangerous reputation. Because he was so feared, no one dared to step on his toes, not even the FBI or the police, who were unable to apprehend him. As a result, New York City was no longer secure. Owing the mafia leader an urgent debt, the Peterson family were given an option to pay back. They were either given the option to pay back the debt or to die. Mr. Chadwick Peterson was concerned because he didn't want his family to pass away as a result of the enormous debt he owed. Consequently, he preferred to use one of his daughters as collateral. The mafia leader, after learning about Mr. Chadwick's trying to exchange one of his daughters for the debt he was owing, was angry. He promises to not fall in love with her and to hurt her. Nevertheless, how long will he be able to keep his word?

“You’re mine,” he growled into my ear. ----- Lorenza has always been powerless, an outcast in her own pack. But when she's given a chance to prove that she's a werewolf, Lorenza fails and is sentenced to execution. Before she can be killed, Lorenza finds out that she's far from normal. She's the mate of the Ruthless Lycan King who murders people as he pleases. Not only that, she is the Lycanis Prime reincarnate— the very descendant of the moon goddess. With curses, bloodlines, enemies and secret society out to end her life, Lorenza must race against time to awaken her wolf, master her powers, and decide if she can trust the Alpha King. If she can love him. Can she survive the curse and claim her destiny or will her bloodline be her downfall?

"I am your master, I own you. Until your father is able to pay me what he owes, you are just a body for me to fuck and dispose of as soon as you give me an heir" His grip on my chin grew more hurtful as he said those words to me. His menacing scowl made him look like he would want want nothing more than to kill me on the spot. "I am going to pay you back, Tell me how much he owes you right now and I'm going to pay everything back, YOU SON OF A BITCH!" I scream as hard as I can into his face. My hand balling into a fist. His head snapped back as he erupted into a wicked laughter, you think you can pay me what your father owes me?" He released my chin then moved to steps backward. His voice dropped to a whisper, vibrating with restrained anger as he continue to speak, "I dare you to try. Your father owes me half a million dollars, but since you have decided to take on this debt, I give you a month." Rue; Freedom was everything I have ever yearned for, a time when I can finally breathe a breath of relief, a time when I can finally be relieved of the burden of my alcoholic, selfish and gambling addicted father. Until my father sold me to the ruthless mafia Don, Alessandro Vanillin as a payment of five hundred thousand dollars. It was stupid of me to think I was better away from my father.