The Final Gambit Audiobook Novels & Stories

Pissed at myself for pushing away the one thing in my life that I loved more than my need for retribution against Ricci. *************************** AUTHOR NOTE: Sorry for delays with updates! I promise they will be coming in more consistent. phantom is almost over. Book 2 in the Elite series will be shortly following. If you like the story please rate, comment, and review! Thank you !

The audio was probably morphed. But that freaking voice. I was ready to give it all up. I didn’t know to calculate the probability. I didn’t know the odds. But Lilith Corp. be damned. Money be damned. I was going on all in. I was going to bet on it all. This was probably my one final chance at saving our family. This was final chance at saving the love of my life. . . . ____

“The final rounds will be… consequential. The Arbiter’s patience is not infinite.” He helped her sit up. “We will break for a few hours. You may use the library or the terrace. But you will remain naked. Your body is a testament to the game.” He handed her the obsidian die. “Hold onto this. Contemplate it. When I return, we roll for the final acts.” He left her there, on the sofa, naked and sore and filled with a quiet, terrifying certainty. The game was nearing its endgame. And the die in her hand felt heavier than ever.

"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

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."

“The first time I touched cards, you were probably still scrubbing toilets.” Laughter instantly erupted around us. “Lucien’s about to destroy her.” “Feed her to the crocodiles after the boys have some fun first.” I looked at him calmly. “Finished talking? Open the cards, Mr. Moretti.” Lucien let out a mocking laugh. “So eager to lose?” The moment I saw his eyes, I knew it immediately. This hand heavily favored him. He wasn’t wrong, I might not be better at gambling than him. But I was definitely more patient.

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?”

Thirty days. One month. A single, heartbeat-stopping wager. Benjamin Parker was the sun. A golden-haired scholarship recruit with flour on his hands and a heart that he wore—vulnerable and beating—on his sleeve. He spent weeks chasing the school’s "Ice Prince," offering handmade tarts and a smile that could melt the coldest winter. He thought his persistence finally paid off when Jonathan Hayes—the obsidian-eyed, terrifyingly beautiful heir to a tech empire—pinned him against the school gates and claimed him in front of everyone. But the "Golden Romance" was a lie from the very first kiss. Jonathan didn't choose Benjamin because of his heart; he chose him because he was a convenient t

Zack said to Gabriel while Gabriel reluctantly pulled out some money from his pocket and handed it to Zack. “Don’t tell me you gambled me off,” I grumbled. Gabriel shrugged. “Someone would have won either way, and I didn’t. Apparently, Zack said you always notice every detail of everything. That’s how he brought up that gamble after I opposed him. I would need to learn more about you from now on. It’s an investment.” I rolled my eyes. “Why are we here?” Gabriel became businesslike. The classic music in the background made the atmosphere more serious than it was when I entered the bar.

The whispers and exclamations of the surrounding crowd served as a backdrop to my streak of good fortune, heightening the stakes and fueling the fire within me. As we neared the final stage of the game, the remaining chips stood as a testament to our unwavering determination. A tremor ran through my hands as I pushed all my remaining chips forward, mirroring Alpha Nathan's fearless move. The room fell silent, the collective breaths of onlookers held in anticipation, as Hazel dealt the final cards.