Ambition Monster Novels & Stories

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?"

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.

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.

I stay silent. He grips harder, pulling until my scalp burns. "You think staying quiet will make you look innocent?" he spits. "You're a fucking monster. An abomination. Everyone knows what you are." My jaw tightens. Ares growls. 'Let me kill him. Just one. Just this one.' I exhale slowly, already feeling the bloodlust stirring. The interrogator laughs under his breath. "You really don't get it, do you?" he says. "Things aren't looking good for you."

There were four of them. At the time Amy noticed the monsters, they had already walked up to her. Shock overtook her. "Wait, those monsters... Why are they here now? It's still not dark yet." It was the artefacts Amy had unlocked that attracted the monsters. It was obvious to her. After assessing the monsters through appraisal, she instinctively grabbed the artefacts and tucked them inside a bag. [Wild Merman-Common rank] HP-60. CON-12 DEF-15. DEX-3

But then again… Jasper had always been ambitious. And ambition, mixed with insecurity and just enough power, created the most dangerous kind of man. The kind who thought he could take on monsters and win. “God, he’s actually insane,” I groaned, dropping back onto the bed. “Werewolves aren’t businessmen you outsmart over dinner. These people will literally tear you apart if you blink wrong.” And somehow… he dragged me into it. I clenched my jaw. “I swear if I die here because of his nonsense, I’m coming back just to haunt him.”

The fact that he could stall powerful angels like Gabriel and Michael showcased his strength, but the serious side effects and rules stemming from the experiment hinted at potential challenges and consequences he had to grapple with. Mammon's loss of immortality had a profound impact, leading to a peculiar change in Asmo's demeanor. Asmo became deeply attuned to Mammon's experiences, to the extent that he abandoned a crucial battle when the Angels targeted Mammon. Furthermore, Asmo's behavior started to mirror Mammon's, and he became solely preoccupied with fulfilling his deepest desires. During this era, Asmo's paramount aspiration was to construct an empire of boundless wealth.

Lucien continued, “You will be with me, day and night, until I figure out who you really are… and why I can’t touch you.” Mireya blinked, her mind was spinning. She barely caught the words, but when it clicked, when the meaning of the bargain she had just made settled in her bones, she stopped breathing. A bargain with a monster. “Very well then,” Lucien said, straightening his posture. “Come to my office, now. Don’t keep me waiting.” And before she could respond, before she could process his command, he simply turned and walked away. After a few steps, and in a heartbeat, he was gone.

"I am the monster you made me, and I am the monster I will always be. But I am not a monster who would hurt a child. I am not a monster who would turn a child into a pawn. I am a monster who would protect his child, his heir, his legacy, with his very life." He closed his eyes, his body, a fragile, broken shell, sinking into a deep, agonizing darkness. The secret was out. The unspoken truth, a chasm of pain and betrayal, was a devastating reality. Amara, a Queen in a room of hushed prayers and medical machines, was a mother, a lover, a protector. But she was also a woman who had been betrayed, a woman who had been a victim, a woman who had a new purpose.