Unscramble Cruelly Novels & Stories

“ You will come home to me Gabriella.” I stare at him, his hair is all messy and his jaw is clenching while he is staring at the hatred in my eyes. Both of his hands are tucked in the front pockets of his black slacks but I can see his veins protruding with something similar when he’s angry. Nothing about him is unusual but everything about him is not ordinary. It’s a sin to appreciate his face while my insides are screaming for doubts I’m starting to build for him. Who is the man I married? From the start, I know he is cruel and ruthless.

“Two escape attempts and you haven't learned. Kaanadan glared at him grimly. I really appreciate that look not on me, but on my dad. “Well, four years of lying to you and I haven't seen any stern action. My father gives a wry smile. I am repulsed to see such a resemblance that I drew from a monster. “You think so. I can take care of Celeste easier than you can. I glared at him. — Oh sure! Leaving me unconscious? Leaving me all bruised up with your slaps or seeing my consequence being dumped on innocents? - I almost scream. My father turns his face to me. “You deserved it. "Did I deserve it?" My tone rose. Something in me always wakes up when I see my father's cruelty. Something I never thoug

"You can't get rid of me." “When I look at you, I see someone turned into a careless devil,” I said in my voice, the naivete of a child trying to protect the sea from the rain. "Why are you like this?" "How am I?" I chose the right word carefully. "Why are you unscrupulous?"

“No notes. No medications. No observations.” “That could be an error,” Marcus said. I shook my head immediately. “No.” My voice was firmer now. “That’s not how medical errors look.” I flipped a few pages back, pointing again. “Errors are messy. They’re inconsistent. They leave traces.” I tapped the gap again. “All are so clean.” I looked back at the patient. Then at the monitor. Then the file. Everything connected at once. The steady vitals. The controlled readings. The perfect notes.

Kill him A deep malicious voice chanted in the back of his head as he whacked the man. Other alphas tried to stop him but in futile. Azriel had murderous intent. Karen had become unconscious but the rogue didn't stop. He felt a strange euphoria taking over him as he thrashed the man closer to death. The rush was crazy. He was filled with adrenaline.

Liam had snatched whatever I had. I didn't know when my tears started to fall. All I did in my life was cry. Pregnancy should be a nice period in a woman's life. But it seems like I am not included in that category. I have been crying throughout my pregnancy and I am tired of it. I wanted it to end so that I could enjoy this period with a smile. I want to be loved. But it looks like I am asking for something which is not in my destiny. In Cruel Destiny.

They are glowing a bright gold and a cruel smirk slips across his face before he utters the one word I begged to never hear. "Mine."

Emalia 's POV: The weight of betrayal hung heavy in the air as we made our way towards the Moon Pack, the tension in the car almost palpable. It had been a harrowing week, filled with fear and uncertainty, ever since the revelation that my own father, Alpha Remon, had sold me to Alpha Nefarious of the Dark Pack. The shock of his betrayal still reverberated through me, leaving me reeling with disbelief and anger.

A table had been smashed to splinters, chairs overturned, curtains shredded. On the wall, smeared in crimson, two words stared back at me: FUCK YOU. My jaw clenched. Anger roared up through me, but underneath it, a different heat stirred; a pulse of arousal, the thrill of knowing I had to hunt her down. Talia didn’t know what she’d unleashed. She had just woken the beast I had spent years trying to bury, the ruthless part of every alpha. I smiled.

She started the young man and she could tell that it wasn't the only one who really lit a fire between the two of them. But there was a big difference between her and Jason and she admitted that. She is the type who always loses even when the two of them are still in the middle of their war. Just like now. She had told Jason earlier that she wanted the young man to take her to the glorious place over and over again. But why does she now seem to want to refuse? That’s because of the inhuman relish she feels. Unhuman pleasure and happiness are brought and caused by the cruelty of his hands, fingers, mouth, and tongue. It's not Jason's real weapon yet but she's defeated. She could barely breath