Ruthless Vows Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

The king warned in a cold chilly tone. " Remember the rules. It's a fight till the death and help from anyone outside the pit, is forbidden and a death sentence. May the fight begin." Nathan finished and jumped out of the pit. Ethos and I began to circle ourselves, it was a dance of calculations. After voicing a few times I completely stopped my movements. And watched Ethos, he was systematically closing the gap between us. I let Rayna slowly take control, my eyes stinging slightly as she took firm control.

The nightmare of his anger and jealousy. "I came back and as I repeatedly wished to the Lord, we got married. I finally have you and sealed you with my name; My Mrs. Irryn Rosabell Lamont. I admit, marrying you was the best decision I've ever made in my life. I promised myself once I got you back, I would treat you better this time around. If possible I would always avoid making you cry and hurting you... but here I am again, I made a big mistake again. I have forced you." He sobbed hard on the recorded audio. "Believe it or not, Ryn I didn't mean that. I was a hell of a drunk, very jealous and so angry. I forced you for the fear I was feeling I might not be enough and you might still need t

Everly POV “What do you need me to do?”, I ask, and almost instantly I feel Theo’s hands gripping my arms and spinning me to face him. His eyes blazing with hatred and fear. He looks me in the eyes, saying I am not going anywhere. Who the fuck does he think he is to talk to me like that? I am blaming the hormones for my outburst next. I can’t believe he is treating me like a child. Or like an invalid or someone he doesn’t trust to take care of business. I might’ve grown up away from all the mafia business, and I might’ve been kept away from everyone for my safety but I am tired of letting other people dictate how I live my life. I am tired of that. No, he won’t control me anymore. No one wil

"It was my rot. I let the shadow packs lead me astray. I’ve been drifting like a lone wolf for years, too ashamed to look you in the eye. I feared the disappointment in your scent. But I’m back now, and I’ll be the son you deserved." His cheeks were raw and red from the self-inflicted blows. Ruth looked at him, her expression a mix of fury and sorrow. "How many times have you made these vows? Your word has the weight of dead leaves." "I swear by the Moon Mother herself, I’ll never betray you again. I’m done with the betting dens. If I ever touch a card again, let the river take me!" His eyes were bloodshot and wild. He slammed his head against the floorboards with a dull thud. I jumped at th

Then Ruth spoke quietly, almost to herself, “Thank you… if I just repaid my debt, it’s no big deal.” Roy turned to look at her expression. It was still cold, still sharp. He muttered under his breath, “You want to kill Calvin and the hunters… are you really going to do it?” “Yes,” Ruth said, emotionless yet firm. “Can you not… for Alex’s sake?” Roy asked hesitantly. “I did… and I almost died. That feeling wasn’t pleasant. It’s either I die, or they do,” Ruth replied. “Alex… make a choice,” she said, glancing toward him from behind Ray.

I tried shutting my legs but his weight made sure that I was unable to move. I looked at him with pure disgust and intentionally flinched while his knuckles traced my cheeks and then my lips. They traveled down unbuttoning my blouse. "Don't." I warned."If you do this, I swear I'll kill you once I became free." He gave me a sadistic grin while sweeping his hands under my bra and pulling it up to have a view at my nipples. Damn them. I could say that they are erected. He played with them recklessly while a disgusting groan escaped my mouth. "You don't dare, Alexander."

I stare down at the glass placed right infront of me. “Do.not.touch.that!” Zale’s voice booms through the earpiece, almost startling me. ‘Tip – 1, he likes challenging girls!’ I recollect. “I am well equipped to buy myself one, moreover I don’t accept drinks from strangers” I shove his drink away. “Whiskey on the rocks!” I order for myself. “I like that attitude, little girl!” his hand on my thigh groping it. That unwanted touch destabilises my brain, as few blurred memories rush infront of my eyes. My breaths shallow as I try to take in as much oxygen as possible.

"...I throw a formal pledge that I will immediately execute a total strategic retreat, Erika." The emotional moisture erupted from my eyelids with redoubled intensity. I stood completely stymied that such a profound configuration of self-sacrificing vocabulary could emanate from the oral pathway of a disk jockey globally categorized as a ruthless playboy. I felt utterly pathetic and structurally diminished before the gravity of his presentation. Was he truly prepared to subject his own emotional sovereignty to such a devastating sacrifice entirely for my benefit? And yet... what about the unyielding reality of my own desires? Furthermore, what exact brand of karmic destruction would this unl

She stepped to the back of the van, then snatched the knife from my hand. “You high-ranking cowards,” she said bitterly. “None of you have the stomach for what needs to be done. That’s why the rogues will soon rule over all the kingdom. You lot will run crying away before you’d even stab someone.” There was a cold malice in Ruth’s eyes that I hadn’t noticed before. She’d shown love for her daughter before, and some patience for the rest of us, even if we annoyed her. But this was different. Her eyes now were those of a killer – frozen, detached.

“Alright! New rule: nobody cries today. Tears clog pores.” Delphine followed with a tray of fancy pastries she didn’t bake. “Mama, I brought almond croissants. And no, I don’t know what almond paste is, so don’t ask.” Ruth walked in right behind her with a giant binder labeled BACHELORETTE EXTRAVAGANZA — TOP SECRET. “Ruth,” Ava said slowly, “why does that binder look like the Bible and the tax code had a child?” “Because,” Ruth announced proudly, “we’re planning responsibly… and foolishly.”