The Final Gambit Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

Then, from an unseen, surviving speaker node deep within the burning framework of the manor, The Chairman’s smooth, detached voice echoed through the grand hall one final time, delivering the ultimate checkmate. "Now, King Dimitri..." the voice purred with horrific satisfaction. "Let us officially find out... exactly what assets a brilliant man in love is truly willing to sacrifice to keep his queen on the board."

His training had steadily decreased, especially after Ella came. Every time I urged him to improve, he grew impatient. Instead, he spent his time entertaining her, making her gifts, and taking care of her. Today’s outcome was inevitable. When the match ended, Leon stood there, completely dejected, his expression dark. The final vote was an overwhelming win for Jace. The crowd erupted in boos toward Leon. “A once-in-a-century prodigy? Looks like nothing but a name!” “With skills like that, how dare he challenge Alpha Jace? It’s embarrassing just to watch!”

Within a year, he had conquered the Blackmoon Pack, with its former Alpha, his wife, and daughter cast into the depths of the forest. If Harry were given another two years, there was no doubt he would unify the North, standing on equal ground with the Whitebush Pack. Unfortunately, his time was too short. Therefore, when he saw me standing on stage, exchanging rings with an Alpha stronger than him, he lost control. He rushed to the front, interrupting the ceremony. “Lianne! It’s really you. You’re alive? Why… Why are you marrying someone else?” The blow was devastating. He laughed and cried at the same time, struggling violently as the guards tore at his clothes, but he refused to leave.

They concentrated on the computer screen, observing Maddox, who appeared to be on the verge of a rage explosion. "Dickhead! Come out now! What a coward! What do you want?" Maddox shrieked. Finn pressed a button on the speaker, which was connected to the abandoned building. He laughed mockingly at Maddox. Well, Finn wasn’t stupid—he knew Maddox would bring his people, so leaving a speaker to talk through was part of his plan. They also used the audio from the CCTV installation to listen to everything Maddox and his crew were saying. It wasn’t too obvious, as the setup made it seem like Finn was actually in the building with them.

ARIA. The television bathed the room in a sterile glow, every headline slicing across the screen like a blade. None of us spoke. None of us needed to. We sat in silence, watching Oliver Rothchild’s kingdom burn to ash. The Rothchilds had tried to smother the story, the way they smothered everything that threatened to stain their pristine name. Money, favors, and threats had always been their weapons. But not this time. Gambit’s file had been a kill shot, and she had pulled the trigger by putting it in the right hands.

“So don’t test me. If you want the final payment, finish the job. Tonight.” Roland clenched his fists. “You don’t understand the risk.” Alex leaned in, voice dropping to a chilling whisper. “No, you don’t understand what will happen if you fail me again.” Roland swallowed, his jaw working as his eyes flicked away. He exhaled sharply. “Fine,” he said. “I’ll do it.” Alex stepped back slowly. Relief washed through him, not peace, not satisfaction, but a cold sense of control returning to his shaking hands.

Because my older sister, Zara Gomez, dreamed of becoming a psychologist, I became her favorite test subject simply because I had been highly sensitive since birth. She said children should not be given too much security, so my parents missed every important moment in my life for years. She said people at their lowest should not be coddled, so when I was critically injured in a car accident, they turned around and went on vacation to Coral Isle. Only Aaron Shaw ever stood up to them. He would tell me gently, "Cry if you need to. I'm here." Then came the wedding by the beach. I waited and waited, but he never showed. Holding up the hem of my wedding dress, I searched the beach anxiou

I wanted him to feel every second of what was coming. I hated when people dared me or crossed the line. Mateo had borrowed eighty million promising to pay back in six months. He had signed the loan contract with Dominic, eager to save his business. And now, eighteen months had passed and he hadn't transferred a single coin back. I pulled the gun away from his head, analyzing him. There was no need to rush his death, I wanted him to feel every second of pain before he would finally succumb to his fate. I was many things and patience was one of them when it served me.

"As for that child… Craig thought it was Althea's child at the time. He held him down in that bathtub and drowned him alive with his own two hands! He said only if that child died could our own baby take his rightful place and seize the Monet family's fortune!" "Shut up, you crazy bitch! What are you even on about?" Craig thrashed wildly, his face distorted with malice. "She's a lunatic. Everything she said is a lie. Don't believe her!" "I'm not lying!" Verna shrieked. "Craig, you deliberately approached Althea because you were after the Monet family's fortune. Every single thing that happened was a trap you meticulously planned!" I stood rooted to the spot. My blood ran cold, and I started

Without him, I wouldn’t have secured the Early Admission spot at Harvard. Since it was a Teacher Appreciation Banquet, of course I would go. [Okay, sir. I’ll be there on time tomorrow.] Returning from Miami, I arrived just in time, taking a taxi straight to the banquet. Three large round tables were packed with people. Jason and Summer sat at the center of the main table. Dozens of eyes fixed on me. A brief silence was followed by a clear air of malice and ridicule. “Hey, isn’t this our class’s Harvard Early Admission student?”