The Doomsday Ruthless Man Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

She was pretending to browse through a large hardcover, though Avyanna could tell from her stiff posture and darting eyes that she was on edge. Ruth looked up and nodded as Avyanna approached. “Took you long enough,” she whispered, closing the book without looking at it. “They're almost here.” “Who is it this time?” Avyanna asked quietly, sliding into the seat across from her, voice flat. “An associate of Delgado. One of Mendez’s rivals, technically… but not exactly safer.” Ruth’s eyes flicked toward the far side of the room where a shadow had just moved past the shelves. “He won’t recognize you, which is why I asked you to come.”

Right now, I wanted to gulp down a bottle of alcohol and set my mind at ease, but the damn pain medications prevented that from happening. I was startled by a rapid knock on my front door. At first, I ignored it, but the person refused to leave. “Who is it? ” I barked. There was no answer. The minute I opened the door, a man dressed in full black entered. His hat was lowered on his face, so I couldn’t see who it was. “What do you want? Who are you? ” I looked up at the baseball bat that he lifted above my head. I cower in fear. “Wait! ” He halted. “Prince sent you, didn’t he? ” He chuckled but said nothing. “I can give you more than whatever he is paying.” But that didn’t seem to interest hi

Chapter 3 Damon My canines gritted in anger as my eyes narrowed to meet the half-dead man pleading for his life before me like a coward. I hated cowards! And pleading only rekindles the burning inferno inside me. "Be a fucking man, not a pussy!" I lashed at him, ignoring his screams as my elongated claws dug deep into his flesh, slashing his ugly face. "You weren't pleading when you joined the conspiracy," I spat, irritated by his pitiful state.

His claws rip through flesh and muscle like they're made of paper, inflicting grievous wounds but carefully avoiding anything immediately fatal. The man's screams echo through the clearing, a symphony of agony that should horrify me. But as I sit there, watching this savage display, I feel no fear. No revulsion. Only an overwhelming sense of relief and love for the creature who came to my rescue. Finally, the screams stop. The man's last, rattling breath fades away. But Dominicus doesn't stop. He continues to tear at the corpse, lost in a frenzy of violence. His movements are erratic, almost... feral. The realization hits me like a physical blow - he's lost himself to the beast.

She sized him up from head to toe. “If you want a porcelain doll then you might as well go and get one from the city mall. I refuse to be in a place where I am disrespected at every turn and I definitely will not be at your beck and call!” Madison had barely gotten the words out before Alpha Caden was right in front of her with his hand wrapped firmly around her neck. His eyes blazing, showing the presence of his wolf. Madison might have alpha blood flowing through her veins but she was no alpha.

I couldn’t let something like that get to me. Just as I turned to get to my car, a masculine hand grabbed my arm and started to drag me into a narrow alley nearby. “What are you doing? Who are you? Let go of me!” I screamed and fought back desperately, but the man’s grip on me was strong. No one was around to hear me. —————————— To readers：This book will be updated with one chapter per day this week.

It’s almost morning when their bodies finally got tired and fell asleep. Samantha woke up with a heavy feeling on the lower part of her body. She opened her eyes and saw a man beside her. She immediately got up, shocked. Thank heavens for the blanket that covere the man from his waist to his legs. She suddenly remembered everything that happened that night. She came to her senses and quickly put her clothes on. ‘I’m sorry to leave like this, Clyde. I hope we will never meet again. Thanks for the wonderful evening,’ she whispered to the man sleeping like baby and took her leave without glancing back.

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Today might be that exact day. Who in the hell does this male think he is? Acid climbed up my throat, feeding my wild rage. He was a complete monster, a devil disguised as a handsome high alpha leader. There was absolutely nothing gentle about his soul. He must truly thrive on cruelty and causing other wolves to suffer. My right hand flew through the air before I could stop it and connected hard with his beautiful, chiseled face.

This chapter sets the tone of the new book, deepens the danger, raises the stakes, and shows the first real awakening of the child’s power. ⸻ **BOOK TWO — CHAPTER ONE “The Blood Between Realms”** (approx. 600–650 words) The realm trembled all night. Not from battle. Not from Malik’s fury pulsing through the stone corridors. Not from the Underworld pounding at invisible gates. It trembled because of the child.