Novel & Cerita Ambition Monster

"So you were escorted all this time when you started working with this man. I heard from my sons that strange accidents have happened on construction sites. I don't want that kind of accident in my country. Greed is not a good pillar for building a state, a family or any relationship. Do you understand the concept of ambition, Mr. Turner?” "Yes, of course I do, Your Highness.” "In Dubai there is room for healthy ambition, but not for coveting what others have. Here we have contributions from many geniuses, like yourself, of various nationalities. We have contributions from several mega companies and that's why our developments are so grandiose. Our ambition has always been to turn this barre

I was a mistake and as result of a relationship with a rich man who rejected me ,som had to take care of me. This is not the first time I had been thrown out of the house to please my mum's boyfriend but what made it different was that I was never to be seen close to the house again...mum had had enough of me..she said. I was a waste of resources because I refused to give my body to the city's mayor,old enough to be my father. I hated him for wanting me. Mum, encouraged by her boyfriend sent me out for making her loose a client.. Enough of the long story,my name is Natasha Gabriel, I'm 18 and very pretty with a body to die for.

"And that's it. I get the money and my company, and you and I go our separate ways." "Forever." "Sounds like a dream. Too good to be true if you ask me, though. What's your game?" "No game." I check my watch. "You have thirty seconds before the offer expires." "She pregnant?" That surprises me. "It would be none of your business if she was. I just want you gone. I want you all gone." "You'd give up the very thing you've been after for pretty much your whole fucking life? You'd give up your quest to watch me fall? For her? Just walk away when you're so damn close to burying me?"

“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.

That’s why they slithered back to her home. They’re desecrating it with their presence. The madness surges. They want Diana. The one thing in this world I cannot afford to lose. And that? That just pisses me off even more. My heart pounds once. Twice. And then— Stillness. Rage sharpens into hunger. And the monster in me howls. They will die. All of them.

The butterflies hovering around the Creep must mean it already was able to assume a different form, which just also means it already became the queen of butterflies, or as it is called when they reach the maximum level because butterflies follow them around. Adding the Wanderer he has, the hero has made quite the strong team. But it was not enough to bring the genius monk. She was not envied to the point of isolation for nothing. The strong monks that were threatened by her presence were not showing cowardice for nothing. Because despite her frail look, Amon was strong enough to take on alone a group of Class B monsters.

No one was allowed to raise his or her head before the great Lilith, the mother of the Abyss. “Alright, what do they have to offer?” Clarabelle asked. The little boy turned to his soldiers, and they began introducing themselves one by one. The first man said, “My name is Mammon; I shapeshift into a gryphon. I have won battles against entire armies of demons in the Abyss and will give my all in the cause of my creator, the half of-” Before he could finish his sentence, Clarabelle yelled. “BE QUIET! No one is allowed to call me the half of darkness! I hate that title as much as I hate the half of light.”

The moment we stepped into the lobby of Asteria Entertainment, a cab screeched to a halt right outside the entrance. The car door opened, and Amber burst out in a hospital gown, her hair disheveled. She looked like a maniac as her bloodshot eyes locked onto me with pure malice. "Hector Malone!" she shrieked, her voice shrill and piercing. "Why are you doing this to me? You've ruined everything I have! How can you be so vicious?" I just stood there, watching her performance. Darwin, that idiot who only knew how to flex his muscles at the gym, was even faster than she was.

"I know, sweetheart. I know what's happening to you." "Do you?" she asked desperately. "Because I feel like I'm going crazy. There's this voice in my head, telling me to hurt people. To control them. To make them all bow down to me." "That's The Mother," I explained gently. "She's part of you, but she's not all of you." "Part of me?" Amara's voice broke. "You mean I really am a monster?" "No, baby. You're not a monster. You're just... complex."

Pietra I couldn’t shake the feeling that all the effort Anton was putting into winning me back was just another whim of his. He’d always gotten everything he wanted. Always been the kind of man who didn’t take “no” for an answer. And now, just because I didn’t throw myself into his arms after finding out about the heir-to-the-Baumann-empire plan, he decided to insist. He wanted to prove that he could have me—that he could break me down.