The Merciless Ones Novels & Stories

No sane woman would want to share her man with another woman unless she couldn't care less about him. I was that woman who couldn't care less about Jack, but Rhea still cared for him. Of course, Jack would also see Rhea in a negative light because of her actions at the mall. She had spent tens of thousands of dollars without hesitation. I played my part so well. Those who hurt me—Jack, Rhea, Bill, and Jean—would soon discover that I wasn't just a doormat who was head over heels for Jack. Now that everything was in place, it was just a matter of watching them fight among themselves!

The man was stronger than me, like a beast. “One day of being good, and then back to square one? It’s fun to mess with you, but you should know your limits.” “F—fuck you…… Ugh…… Ugh…….” “I was going to show you mercy if you behaved.” “…….” “You have to pay for trying to do something bad.” He grabbed the back of my neck and dragged me off the bed.

Fear spread through me like wildfire. I was terrified. Terrified of being abandoned a third time. I almost covered my ears. But his voice still hit me, cold and heavy. "I never thought you were this kind of person." A vein throbbed at his temple, his whole presence radiating a rage I had never seen before. I began to shake. All the emotions I had been holding back exploded at once. I yelled back hysterically, like a madwoman. "What kind of person? Everyone keeps saying the same thing! Why?"

We've become inseperable since then, Also one thing we both have in common was we have both been wronged one way or another by the Aragons. They are a dreadful and cold group. They destroy everything they view as threats to their businesses and family. They've seized lots of companies, destroyed families and unfortunately I and Evelyn were victims of such cruelty. "Hey Lee, what are you thinking about? I have been calling out to you" Eve said jolting him back from his thoughts "Nothing, come on let's go practice" And so they fought, did a lot of training till 8:00PM, and then decided to call it a day. Lee locked his dojo and they both went to eat in an eatery after which they went home.

The Kontroler took one look at Albert and grabbed him roughly. "I'll keep the boy until you pay." His life after that has been a nightmare. At age 15 he suddenly found himself thrown into a world of prostitution and drugs. Albert had his mother's good looks and the Kontroler saw that and decided he would take advantage of his handsome features. But on his first assignment, Albert had panicked and buried an ice pick into the chest of his client killing her immediately. She was the wife of a famous underground money lender.

Half-dressed men stumbled out of their tents, fumbling for weapons in the pitch black, only to find themselves surrounded, outmaneuvered, and staring down the barrel of an absolute tactical masterclass. Within minutes, the mercenary unit—broken, leaderless, and realizing they had been utterly outplayed—began tossing their sidearms into the snow. The council’s last, desperate gambit had been thoroughly and decisively crushed.

Become a woman who spends her nights looking at photographs of dead people, broken bodies, and bloodied corpses, wondering what could have broken someone so much that they had to become a monster to cope with it all? I snapped out of my train of thought as more people started filling the room. I went to the front and stood beside Piper as we waited for the last recruits to join. "You ready?" She whispered. I gave her a nervous smile before turning back to the ten people who sat in front of us.

“They’re iterations. Alternate consciousnesses pulled from simulated failures of Project E.V.E.R. All quarantined memory fragments. Until now.” The lights flickered again. The simulation began to render one by one: 1. The Silent One – her eyes completely black, veins etched with flickering blue like digital scars. No mouth. She exuded death. 2. The Seraphic One – glowing white irises, a calm expression as if she had already accepted the end. Her heartbeat was slow. Almost too slow. 3. The Broken One – eyes wide, face contorted in perpetual panic, arms folded tightly across her chest like she was holding herself together by force.

Looking at James on the floor, Mia, now furious, glared at me as if I were the devil herself. “Unbelievable! Amy, you’re so manipulative! No wonder you’ve been playing nice these past few weeks, letting me tag along like everything was fine. You were just pretending to be the bigger person, so you could get on Joe’s good side and tattle on me and James!” “You—!” Joe raised his hand again, this time aiming for Mia’s pale, trembling face. However, before he could strike, mall security arrived, stepping in just in time to stop him.

READER WARNING ! MILDLY GRAPHIC GORE DETAILING - PLEASE IF YOU HAVE A PHOBIA, OR DO NOT LIKE BLOOD OR THE DESCRIPTION OF SUCH; OR IF READING SUCH DETAILS PROVIDES NIGHTMARES - PLEASE SKIP FORWARD!! But as soon as he got there, the scene that was in front of him was something else. First it was the smell that had lured him in a little faster than most. He was one of the only other werewolves at The Donatus Academy; Angel and the headmaster, being the other two there.