Ruthless Vows Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

Two days later Grasis’s POV I am Grasis, a cruel and ruthless mafia man who just love to torture others. By torture other, I get pleasure so that I can forget my painful memories. I do not hurt any innocent but I love to torture sinful people. In this bloody adventure, I started drinking blood and rape the girls. I hated my mother so I hate every woman of this word until I met her. She was innocent, she was pure. I just want to keep her with me. I do not want to take her free. I torture her, I give her pain but all was because of love, my immense love.

“The way he looks at me?” “Yes. I know. It’s how my husband looks at me, how Rafe looks at Marge,” she paused. “Max was right about her brother. He barely talks. And when he does, all he talks about is business. Do you know what they call him in the business world? They named him “The Ruthless Magnate”. And he sure to live up to his name. He seized property by property, whenever he gets the opportunity, building his empire of hotels. But everytime he looks at you, I see tenderness, gentleness, love. Something I have never seen before,” Beatrice gave her a smile and a gentle squiz in her hand. “Honey, whatever situation you are in, whatever set up you and my son have, as long as both of you a

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.

His voice was sharp—flat, cutting. Rachel scoffed, frustrated. “Yes! You know exactly what I mean. You just got here a few days ago—how the hell are you already on her side?” She jabbed a finger at me like I was some kind of disease. Adrian tilted his head, unimpressed. “I don’t have to be on anyone’s side to stop something wrong. And what you were about to do, Rachel?” His voice deepened, a low growl curling at the edges. “That was wrong.”

"Your daughter is completely useless. She's a weak she-wolf, can't even bag a mate with her own charms and has to rely on my magic. She's nothing like Lulu. That wench managed to survive and give birth, even though I personally made sure she was dead back then." Hearing her daughter get insulted as a weak, useless waste, Ruth’s face turned bright red with pure fury. Her composure shattered into bits. "HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY DAUGHTER!" Ruth screamed. A loud rip of fabric echoed through the room as Ruth’s body expanded and shifted. In a split second, a massive dark grey wolf with glowing red eyes stood in the room, ready to pounce and tear Vane’s throat out. Ruth’s wolf charged with a savage r

Evelyn’s head snapped up, her eyes wide. “Furthermore,” the foreman continued, “we recommend a sentence of life imprisonment without the possibility of parole.” The judge’s gavel fell one final time. Evelyn surged to her feet. “No!” she shrieked. “You can’t do this! Do you know who I am? Do you know what I’ve done? You’ll regret this! All of you will regret this!” Her screams echoed as marshals seized her arms, dragging her back. She writhed, her composure gone, nothing left but raw, feral rage.

Freya screamed, her voice piercing the air as Ruth stumbled to her feet, her eyes sparking with contentment. For a moment, Ruth stood over Vivian's prone body, her chest heaving with exertion, her eyes gleaming with malice. Then, with a sudden movement, she reached down and grabbed Freya's arm, her grip like a vice. "Let's get out of here," Ruth snarled, her voice dripping with malice. "We've got a lot to discuss, Freya. And Vivian won't be bothering us anymore."

“Don’t do something I won’t like, and I might take your life myself if you commit a sin again.” “I’m sorry!” It was the only words Lily uttered as she bowed her head. She regretted why she was still making noise earlier; it should be okay that she was just mistaken. Raffy did nothing when Dylan took the cellphone from him. He used that to chat with his father to make him complacent. He didn’t think that the new leader of the organization was not only strong but also smart and—he shook his head and didn’t want to think about the man’s other qualities. He was disgusted with himself because the good looks of the man deceived him, and the enemy entered his territory without him noticing it was a

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“I’ll face whatever comes… head-on.” Lewiston’s eyes softened just fractionally for a moment—anger still there, but care hidden beneath. “…Good. That’s the Ruth I know.” Death stepped back, silent approval in his stance. The room felt heavy, thick with tension, but Ruth felt purpose and power stir inside her again, and despite the promise not to touch Naomi again,she made a vow to kill Naomi herself when the time comes. For now,she has to keep her head low. ___ [•N•M•C LIBRARY•]