Short Story Ruthless Novels & Stories

Will these 2 people ever come across each other, will that wall of ice ever melt with the warmness of kindness, will the man with too much hatred and too little love ever claim his possession, on the women with too little hatred and so much of love? Is this actually what made their lives encounter RUTHLESS LOVE or it is a way to some other destination? To know further make a read and join them in their RUTHLESS or I would say, beautiful journey. Love xxxxxxxx Purva Narang (YOUR WRITER) Follow for more updates: Instagram: @purvi_nrang Twitter: @narang_purva

"I don't work for love bro, I work for money, just stay out of James lane, he might ask me to kill you and I won't hesitate to do so." My heart raced and I punched him in his jaw and he screamed in pain. I flipped him and put him in a tight headlock. He tried to grab me from behind and succeeded in kicking him in his knees. He grabbed my head snapping it to the wall, I fell down in pain and rolled to the other side. "You're an asshole." I punched him in the face and he fell down. He pushed me and grabbed my neck swinging me on the table with a thud, I felt my heart beat stop as I was badly injured.

Ruth’s teeth lodged deep into his throat, as the two wrestled on the ground. Another wolf came running over and attacked Ruth from the side, sinking its fangs into her back. But Ruth would not let go of her deadly grip. The leader rolled on his back, clawing at Ruth, trying to get her off. But it was no use. Ruth had death in her eyes, and she clamped down with such power, that within moments, the leader was dead.

The older wolf snarls as he slams his crane on the floor. “We kill her off before other packs track her down here!” “Then let them be! I am getting bored of how lax our society has become!” “Peace brings more fortune to the mafia as it is, you fool! We are meant to operate behind the scenes, not to expose us to the world!” “I see…” Russell gives a look of contempt. “It seems your age has made you a coward. You were more ruthless as I’ve remembered growing up.” “My recklessness brings consequences, Russell. I lost her because of this.” His expression turns somber.

The desire to tear through the obstacles and reach my destination intensified, fueled by the frustration of encountering inebriated individuals at every turn. As I approached, another Rogue, with polished black nails, rested his hands on Venita's shoulders. Leaning in, he whispered something in her ear. I expected the composed Venita to maintain her calm demeanor, but she surprised me. Infuriated, she swiftly seized a bottle of her drink, smashing it against the intruder's head. In one seamless motion, she turned, delivering a powerful punch to another Rogue's nose, breaking it. The recklessness of the Rogues escalated. As wolves, their injuries healed rapidly, and they regrouped, preparing

“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

There was no future for them. The man who was planning war against her pack. The man who wasn't hesitant to shed innocent blood. The man was known as the ruthless Alpha of the North. Her mom, Cath, Angela, Agatha, and her father stood at the entrance. But she straight on dashed into her room. Locking the door she leaned against it and slowly slid down. She hugged her knees to her chest and tears came falling out like a waterfall. Was it too much to ask for a good mate?

Nina and I were experiencing intense fun and creating memories which I wouldn’t want to come to an end , especially not in a bloody way like this. Please don’t dare call me a romantic man or a knight in shinny amour, nobody should call me any of that fancy shit because I am still very much ruthless, the sight of blood gives me joy and the second thing I love doing in the whole world is killing and I enjoy torturing people.

Anastasia, who had not yet discovered when he had hatched this scheme, gently retaliated, saying, "I get it, you are no mafia and scared by your disease which is not powerful enough to snatch your life out of your body." "Haha! This is how you characterize a guy, whether he is Mafia or not, and I must tell you have a horrible wit. I am not afraid of my illness; I simply do not like it when people fail to listen to me when I ask in a nice tone," Richard stated with a straight expression as if he was implying that he could go further if necessary to get Anastasia to obey his orders.

I stood up immediately and gave the wolf a deadly glare,I jumped on him and inserted my claws to his stomach,he screeched in pain and jumped off him and ran toward alpha David who was in the pool of blood,I won't hesitate to detach his neck off his body,I noticed how weak he is and find that at the Golden opportunity. He won't dare to have what I have,I will show him why I'm called the ruthless alpha.He noticed I was running towards him,he halted his steps and waited for me to meet him. I smirked at his foolishness because if only he knew what I had in store for him,he wouldn't dare to stop and wait for his death.