Ambition Monster Novels & Stories

“I want to ambush them. If we can get even one batch, we’re ahead.” “Or,” I murmur back, “There are three wolves. We get all three and acquire thirty points.” She stares at me, eyes wide. “You think that’s possible?” “There’s no harm in trying.” I reply confidently. A slow smirk spreads across her face. That spark of ambition flickers back to life. I feel it too. The challenge is thrilling. The hunger to win courses through my veins like blood. We exchange a nod, as if silently agreeing that we both are willing to gamble on this.

In this context, Amber becomes a symbol of uncertainty and deep inner conflict, struggling to maintain her identity and power amidst the ever-looming threat. Amber, in an effort to maintain her position as Luna, begins to devise a cunning strategy to get rid of Zack's biological mother. She realizes that if she can convince the entire werewolf race that Zack is her biological son, then she will secure her status and power. This becomes an obsession for Amber, and she tries to manipulate the facts for her own gain.

"If you ever raise your voice to her again in my presence... if you ever speak about what she owed you... I will not just deny you the medical records. I will buy the hospital holding your wife. I will buy the medical team. I will strip you of every dime you have left to pay for her care, and I will watch you drown in your own helplessness." Damian gasped for air, his hands clutching weakly at Adrian's massive wrists. "You're... a monster..." "I am an Ashford," Adrian whispered, the words cold, dark, and utterly absolute. "You made me into this when you spent twenty years competing with me for our father's pride. But I built this empire with my own hands. You built yours on scraps. Don't tes

They hurried toward the windows and shut them one after another, blocking out every trace of sunlight before quickly scrambling out of the room. They knew better than to leave the windows open around me. I was a beast condemned to live in darkness. A curse placed upon me by a powerful witch had taken away my ability to withstand sunlight. It was not merely an inconvenience. It had stripped me of the freedom to rule my own kingdom as I once had. A hundred years ago, my own Beta, Scott, betrayed me. He divided my kingdom into two factions and took half of it for himself. But betrayal was only the beginning of what he did to me, he killed my mate.

He was about to make the biggest sacrifice of his life. “You believe my empire is the poison. You believe the business, the greed, the constant pressure of my power is what turns me into a monster. And you’re right,” he said. “Conti Corp is the monster I created to feel safe, and it is the monster that destroyed our chance at happiness.” “What are you saying, Alessandro?”

"Why would you pinch yourself? I like you, alright?" As expected, the moment he heard the word "like", he smiled like a golden retriever. What a big baby. I deliberately tapped my finger on the last message Anita had sent and said, "I disagree with the part where she called you a mature man." Would a mature man ask me whether I loved him so many times a day? I had a reasonable suspicion that Ethan's birthday had been registered wrongly, too. How was he a Capricorn? He was clearly Cancer, Scorpio, or Pisces!

"Come to think of it, you didn't even want the throne in the first place, Azazel..." The buzzing sound was back, I couldn't hear anything. BLOOD! My monster growled very loudly in my head, and my scleras lit up to the color of blood. It wants their blood, I want their blood. I am no longer in control. ~Ba-dump~ ~Ba-dump~ ~Ba-dump~ ~Ba-dump Time stopped. Everything froze. He did not get to finish his words when my monster broke out of my cage of sanity. It took hold of me and growled in thirst for blood. I couldn't stop him, I have never been able to. And as he stood up from the throne with the speed of light...

"Caspian, I know how much you gave up this week. The fines, the European licenses... I don't want you to feel like you have to sacrifice your entire ambition just to make me feel safe." "Look at me, Avery," I commanded softly, my fingers gently lifting her chin so she had to meet my gaze. "I am not sacrificing anything. For five years, my ambition was driven by hate. It was an engine powered by a ghost. That kind of success is hollow. It leaves you cold at night." I leaned down, pressing my forehead against hers.

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

The monster's real abilities numbered exactly three. And so did its death conditions: Anyone who learns all three of the monster's abilities will die. Anyone who agrees to or refuses the monster's requests three times in a row will die. Anyone who remains in the loop for three full hours will die. From the moment I opened my eyes and saw those three lines, I had already stepped into a dead end. And yet… a smile curved my lips. Because the loop's limit wasn't three cycles. It was five. And right now, I was only on the fourth.