Ruthless Knight Novelas e Histórias

The queen dropped a glazed cup in anger, the shards falling all around me. I really didn't know. All I knew was that Knight Nuri Rodriguez was the only knight of the Rodriguez family. He grew up with great strength and was able to fight evil dragons with his bare hands. Legend has it that he was tall and handsome, but arrogant and cruel. Many women were obsessed with him and wanted to be his wife, but he only treated them as lovers. Women were allowed to make out with him but could never spend the night in his bed. For such a man, I couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Ruthless. That was what they called him in the ring. A demon through and through. Issac Knight was a notorious man in the underworld fighting ring for his barbaric cruelty and relentless attitude. His vicious smirk and those unique, deadly eyes had his opponents shivering in fear. He fights in the ring to win, and he always does. Due to his link with the mafia, everyone was scared of him. A university student involved with the mafia was a hot topic for all the students, but he couldn't care less. He thrived in the fear he had unintentionally instilled in everyone. He was a dark, evil entity for them, and he boasts about it.

“Help me find him. Help me gather enough proof to take him down.” I blinked, surprised by her boldness. “You want to take him down? Mona, do you have any idea what you’re asking? This isn’t some petty criminal we’re talking about. It’s The Ruthless Knight. He doesn’t just disappear because you’ve got some photos and a sob story.” Her jaw tightened. “I don’t care. If I have to die trying, I will. But I’m not backing down.” I sighed again, leaning back in my chair. “Fine. I’ll help y—”.

Prior to the so called arranged marriages I had no knowledge of her existence, I only knew about her two reckless brothers who brunt down their father's company after his death I didn't know there was another child. She looked way different than I had imagined, I don't particularly know what I was expecting but she looked way different. She looked frail and innocent like my glare could break her, her olive green eyes pierced into mine as she walked towards me, her hair was wrapped in a bun and her skin had an olive tone to it. “Hello I'm-” “Racheal Knight” I cut in “Rae Knight” she corrected with a tight smile before sitting across from me “You kept me waiting” I glared at her angrily

She did fall in love and that too with her knight. ****** 5 ACE MEMBERS: 1. Namit Khanna[BOOK -> YET AGAIN] 2. Dhruv Kapoor[BOOK -> EMBER TO MY FLAME] 3. Arjun Malhotra[BOOK -> THE KNIGHT AND HIS PRECIOUS] 4. Kiaan Chauhan 5. Hredhaan Rajvansh This is the third book in the ace series and is about the third ace of the 5 ace group, Arjun Malhotra. ********

My eyes followed his every movement, unable to break contact. When he finally spoke, his voice was low and raspy, every word laced with venom and hatred. “Well, well, well…the great Delilah Knight,” he sneered, his lips curling into a cruel, humourless smile. He stopped directly in front of me. “Or should I say, the future widow of Calix Knight? Such an unfortunate choice of names, isn’t it? Knight. He’s always been so weak. A knight in tarnished armour, always failing the women around him.”

Given Ember's expression, I knew that I was going to be devastated by what I would see. Still, I slowly turned around and I would always wish I didn't. I was completely frozen now, fully zoned out as I felt some stupid part of me break. There he was. The great Savaş Ewald with… his queen beside him. The golden couple of Atherton, Savaş Ewald and Blake Gerard. The fucking perfect couple. I could feel my eyes watering but I chose to dig my nails into the palm of my hand but I would never spend one tear of my eyes on him because he chose to be a bastard to me.

His chest heaved, a rattling, dry rasp that sent a spray of dark blood across my knuckles. "Too... late..." he wheezed, his eyes widening as they rolled back toward the bleeding crimson moon above us. His gaze locked onto mine, his teeth bared in a terrifying, final grin of pure, unadulterated madness. "The cycle... is sealed, Alpha. You think you're fighting for a throne? You think you're fighting for a bloodline?" He let out a strangled laugh that turned into a wet cough, his fingers tightening until the fabric of my shirt tore.

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.

It was better to stay like this: no shifting or anything else. *** "Damn it!" Orlando cursed loudly when he opened the gift package containing the corpse of one of his subordinates. Nightroe always had his own way of plugging the gaps he had found. Almost. He had almost broken through the man's defenses, but now it was all for nothing. "You will pay for everything you have ever done in your life!" Again. The anger within Orlando had not subsided. This would never end. Their hostility would never find peace. Nightroe would never change. Just as terrifying as eight years ago.