Young And Ruthless Novels & Stories

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.

Ruthless Love- Betrayal and redemption ..... (Mafia story) MIAN LEADS Taehyung Kensington ; Age 28 In the shadowed alleys of the city, where whispers of dread weave through the night air like sinister threads, there exists a figure feared even among the most hardened souls. Taehyung Kensington, a name that strikes terror into the hearts of those who dare utter it, is the ruthless orchestrator of a blood-thirsty mafia empire. With piercing eyes that betray no hint of compassion and a demeanor as cold as the steel of the weapons he wields with deadly precision, Taehyung is a man devoid of humanity, his conscience drowned in the murky depths of his own insatiable thirst for power and reve

He was never meant to get attached to these assassins cause he is aware of the risk involved. " Can we move on now? " Several heads nodded. Percy clicked on his screen and the five assassins' images were displayed on the screen. The first was King, followed by Lioness, then Lightning, Tigress, and then Ruthless. Ruthless was a young assassin just like Lightning but he had recruited him earlier at the age of eighteen. The guy was already a seasoned assassin by the time he hit the age.

"You must very love him," "Of course! I love everyone too, they are my precious family!" "You're very lucky," "I think so!" "Then, who's next? is that all?" Next up is Richard, the youngest son who is naughty and very brave. We call him a figure who has no fear. He fights wild dogs, catches wild boars alone, challenges Randall to wrestle just to find out how strong he is and fighting with Vincent. I'm so sorry for the wound on your arm because of the arrow, if you don't dodge, it can be very dangerous!"

Two days later Grasis’s POV I am Grasis, a cruel and ruthless mafia man who just love to torture others. By torture other, I get pleasure so that I can forget my painful memories. I do not hurt any innocent but I love to torture sinful people. In this bloody adventure, I started drinking blood and rape the girls. I hated my mother so I hate every woman of this word until I met her. She was innocent, she was pure. I just want to keep her with me. I do not want to take her free. I torture her, I give her pain but all was because of love, my immense love.

Yuvaan is a master of controlling his expression, anger, and everything around him. I'm feeling frustrated. Dread clenches my stomach when I glance down at the terrace. I see dark figures rushing at them. I don't know who are they? If someone will attack them. There's no way to get out of there. Why didn't they come with us? Why did they need to be there when they know they aren't safe there. I'm sobbing, I'm scared. Helplessness is making me angry. I glare at him as giving him the last warning to let go of my hand. I'm still ready to jump out of this height. It's stupidity. I won't be any help but a barbaric death.

This was the first time she was looking at him properly. His hair was jet black and looked smooth and silky. He was gorgeous. Why does a ruthless Alpha have to be so good-looking? A few of his strands stick to his forehead. Grabbing them softly with her fingertips she cleaned his forehead and then proceeded to do the last touch-ups. He could simply have a shower but no, he had to torment her for doing a blunder. "D...done..." She stuttered moving back. He opened his eyes and her breath got caught in her throat. His eyes. Those dark hues always look at her as if he could see right through her soul. His eyes were beautiful but there was this darkness lurking in those depths of his pools that t

He was clever, ruthless, prepared. And that was almost… dangerous.

My breathing hitched as the proximity became unbearable, and the lump in my throat grew impossible to swallow. "I told you, I'm a man of my word. I haven't forgotten our conversation." His voice was thick and husky. "Then remember this, I would rather die than love you." He pulled back to meet my eyes, a smug smile curling his lips. "You know why?" I continued, my voice slightly trembling with hatred. "Because you're going to be alone for the rest of your life. No one wants you. No one wants a ruthless monster with a heart as black and rotten as yours. You'll die alone, Finn. Oh no, I'll be there to watch you die the most painful of deaths, and I'll make sure you remember all the pain you've