Ambition Monster Novels & Stories

Abigail came back to a pool of blood at the foot of the staircase and none of the house helps were looking in her direction, "she locked herself up in her room", he said and to continue "and when your Aunty Ada went there she didn't let her in till we told her about your mother". He looked at me and I just stared at the stain of coffee on Ms.Angeline's table. The stain was ugly and round like a rock , and for a second I wished I was a rock, stagnant, inanimate, family-less and without emotion. If I were a rock, this sick murderous anger would not be bubbling inside of me making me want to reach for my uncle and hit him because he was the spitting image of my father; his brother. I didn't spe

I looked up and my stomach dropped. Aziel Nightbane. The monster himself. His golden eyes burned down at me with pure hate. Up close he smelled like blood and smoke and something darker that made my wolf stir. “Who are you running from boy?” he growled. His voice was low and rough like gravel under boots. His grip tightened on my arm hard enough to bruise. I gasped for air and forced words out even though my throat felt tight. “Please. I am nothing. Just a slave omega. Let me go and I will disappear. You will never see me again I swear it.”

Finally I stand, all the monsters stop whispering to one another and the backyard falls silent. “Hello monsters today is the big day. If any of you would like to not do this please step forward.” I see many of the younger untrained monsters step forward. “Well since you do not want to take part in this you have to do all the chores and if any of the monsters die today. You will forfeit your lives.” I hear a loud whisper from one of the young ones and I realise that they don’t believe we will be able to successfully complete this mission that I have created. “Thrones!” I call as I recall the name of the monster that just whispered. “For that I am sending you as one of the participants in this

He walked toward the bathroom, each step steady, though his heart was pounding. And behind him, Dante walked back to the chair, the cigarette burning low between his fingers. He stared at the closed door, "this is just the beginning" he groans, they'd just jumped the highest hurdle, but can they keep jumping, he has both a Elite prime luna and an Elite prime omega, can he really satiate them? No, doub was the beginning of self destruction, he knows his strength, his Enigma is no where near being weak, he has to get over that fear, that fear Yuno had instilled in him.

I calmed myself down and started counting, 1..2....3..4...5.6...7...8...9..10 my breathing evened out a bit but my legs won't move, I couldn't stand up. I sobbed my eyes out. I couldn't blame anyone, I couldn't blame myself, but somehow I knew it was all my fault, it was my fault that I was so timid that I couldn't fight back, I couldn't raise my voice, it was my fault that I was so broken that nothing could ever fix me...

“I think it’s something more. Something worse.” Kristen didn’t move. She let the silence linger before speaking. “What if it’s about control?” she whispered. “What if he doesn’t just want to destroy you… but everything you’ve built? Every person. Every inch of power. What if he wants to replace you completely?” Carlo didn’t answer. He sat there, staring into the monitors as if Marcus would show up if he turned. After a long pause, Carlo stood up. “We need to take the fight to him.”

I'm not a humanitarian, I'm a hell-raiser. ~ Mother Jones MARCO "You ready for this?" I asked, getting into the car with Aurora. "I am." I turned to look at her, and what I saw wasn't anger or displeasure. Her skin was flushed with wisdom and echoes of the war cry. There was hardly any trace of innocent girlhood left in her features. She was a woman now. A woman born of tempest and fire, of the blood moon and howling wolves. With a soul like Persephone and splendor like Aphrodite, I knew that Aurora was destined for a queendom of dark power and unconquered lands.

I was sitting all alone on my king-sized beg cross legged and stretched my hands behind my head wallowing in my thoughts. Never did I know I will feel good till today, those magnetic feeling I was feeling towards her was now gone, and I felt free as a bird "Now I can focus on possessing other domains" I muttered and smirked. Quickly then I sprang up to my feet and looked outside through the window glass, I could see how my men were training fiercely to prepare for the battle coming. I am the Alpha now and dominating other provinces especially that of the rogue werewolves was my sole aim.

His every touch burns me and leaves me thinking maybe he’s right which only makes me hate him with every fibre of my being. But he forgot that I made a promise too. The day he locked me in his cage I promised him that I’d make him beg on his knees and at the end of this nightmare I’d wake up with a smile on my face. ANTONIO Ruthless. Monster. I am the monster nightmares are made of. The part of me that was human died a long time ago and now I live for vengeance and blood of my enemy. My name is enough to bring my enemies to their knees. I’m the real villain walking among the innocents. There’s nothing and no-one that would stop me from getting the blood that I was owed.

She said with a pleading tone. "Never. Will never." He answer and looked at her very intensely. “I don't want to be a monster like you! I also don't want to get pregnant…I want my old life…I want a career.” "You think I'm a monster. So that's what you think of me? What makes you think like that Amanda. You are dissatisfied with me..tell me the reason!” said Sandro in a loud tone, making Amanda shuffle in fear. “You act like a monster. Do not blame me!" She said scared and inched back even further.