Short Story Ruthless Novels & Stories

a more elderly man agreed until they were all talking angrily amongst themselves. “Gentleman, Gentleman!" I called. “Edric was a cruel man indeed, but does that mean we repay him with the same cruelty? He has been merciless to me among many during his rule, but I will NOT allow any man to starve into a slow and painful death, no matter his crimes. That is not who we are, and we will not respond to ruthlessness with that of our own! We WILL be better than that. Better than the example he led by.” I waited a moment before I continued to allow what I said to sink in and to watch the response on their faces. But so far, it seemed they all understood my reasoning.

Ruslan is a real Alpha—one who’s fought, who’s led his pack, one who’s had everything ripped away from him. And that thought won’t leave me alone. He was once a leader, someone strong and powerful, respected. But then it was all destroyed. His pack gone, his family gone. And he was left ... like this. A vicious Rogue. Someone driven by pain and revenge. My mind drifts to his body, the way he looks when he’s running, when he’s focused. The way his body looked, all hard muscle, the kind that can only be built through years of fighting, surviving.

Ruthless. Lucia’s son was relentless. They traded blows, sparks flying, blades screaming. “You could have ruled beside us,” Vanguard snarled. Lucia’s son shoved him back. “I will never kneel to a butcher.” Vanguard lunged. Lucia’s son disarmed him with a brutal twist and slammed him into the stone wall. The city watched. Lucia’s son pressed the blade to Vanguard’s throat. “End it,” Vanguard spat. Lucia’s son hesitated.

They just gave him sharper tools. I lit another cigarette, drew deep until my chest ached, then exhaled toward the glass. The smoke spread thin and vanished, like everything else I ever tried to hold on to. People call me ruthless. They don’t understand that ruthlessness isn’t a choice it’s what’s left when mercy keeps getting you killed. Elma was the last person I tried to protect because I wanted to, because I had to. When she was taken, something in me went quiet. I built the rest of my life on that silence.

Only one word came to her mind to describe his attitude, ruthless… Just who the hell was he? Well, it didn’t matter who he was. What mattered was that he was more dangerous than she had realised. His gorgeous appearance had blinded her, and she didn’t try to see beyond it. But the way in which he disposed of the rogue was an eye opener for her. If he could kill a man without even batting an eye, he was someone whom she shouldn’t have anywhere near her. She had to snap out of her damn heat and its haze and get rid of him once and for all.

though he did pretend not to be. "Are you scared?" I asked him. "Ptff" he snorted. " Well, I will tell you. I don't want to meet you all of a sudden. You must be prepared for your new life" I said to him with a little smile. The smile I wear whenever I'm about to do something very bad. When I'm about to destroy something totally. I know I'm ruthless but only those who deserve my punishment will have it. Many rumors are around about my ruthlessness but they never said that I never touch the innocent. They make me look like a tyrant but I do not care. I have a lot of enemies but they do not dare boldly cross my path. "It is better you kill me now Alek, else I will surely hunt you down and fla

He shook his head, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead despite the cool evening breeze. “And I will use this medium to say… you all are wrong about Aldrich.” I stared at him dotingly. “Yes, he is ruthless, but would you have preferred if he were soft and his pack was in shambles? And yes, he doesn’t forgive his enemies, but should he have just watched while his enemies burned down his kingdom? Everything he has done, he did for the good of his pack, and I will choose a ruthless Alpha who makes me feel safe over a soft one who puts my life in danger any time, any day.” The reporters nodded, their expressions towards Aldrich now more relaxed.

He is a rapist. I would never kill an innocent person. Killing these bastards itself traumatizes my mind. No- killing someone. But all I feel is satisfaction when someone like this dies. Violence is something I don't favor. But if the situation demands, I won't hesitate. Because they are dangerous to society, I have no option but to kill them. And ruthless is something I got named for because I am the leader of the Russian mafia. I am not the leader of the Russian mafia from the start. To be honest I am an orphan. And this is not how I expected myself to be when I was smaller.

He let out a frightened gasp as the face of the familiar beta came into view. Ralph landed a punch on his face, before strangling him. "You see, I wanted to begin from killing your girlfriend you hid in Russia, but I ain't wicked like you. I'm a wolf with a human heart." Ralph wiggled his eyebrows at him as he struggled to remove his hands from his neck. He understood what he was saying well, no doubt. "You never know how hard I tried to forget everything, those horrible experiences. Those nights-" Ralph paused for a moment, raising his brows at him before speaking. "Damn! I ain't doing those boring talks. I'm supposed to kill you but hell, who's gonna give your books the information." Ralph

Still they didn’t lose hope and stood strong building their connections but Ralph would strike them whenever they thought they are going to prosper. No matter how many times Ralph attacked them, they withstood his wrath and rebuild their business again and again but there is a limit to everything. However there are no bounds to Ralph’s vengeance. It would be better if he just killed all of them at once but no, he chose the most cruel way to destroy them. It’s like killing a person slowly by inducing poison drop by drop and watch them suffer before slitting their throat. How sadistic?