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THE HIDDEN RIVAL
Last Updated : 2025-09-15
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They thought he was just another runaway. They never knew she was a storm waiting to rise. After the tragic death of her parents, Alex a girl mistaken for a boy all her life was one step away from being dumped into a foster home. But instead of surrendering to the system, she ran. That night on the streets, she didn’t find safety. She found the mafia. Dragged into the brutal underground world of Vegas, Alex was forced to train like a soldier, live like a ghost, and survive like a killer. No one ever questioned her identity not when she could fight better, bleed harder, and keep her mouth shut longer than anyone else. They called her a boy. She didn’t correct them. Not when being seen as male was the only thing keeping her alive. Sent to Base Two, the deadliest tier of training, Alex learned to fight, spy, kill and to hide her real self behind layers of silence, steel, and scars. Years later, she walks the streets of New York, not as the scared runaway girl from the past, but as The Rival. A faceless vigilante by night. A silent infiltrator by day. And a weapon forged for one purpose: revenge. Alex isn’t just hunting criminals. She’s chasing the truth behind her father’s deathand every masked figure connected to it. But the deeper she digs, the more twisted the game becomes. Hidden enemies, familiar faces, and a web of betrayal that leads right back to the organization that made her. How long can she keep the mask on... before her real identity shatters everything?
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THE HIDDEN RIVAL FINAL STRIKE
Rival’s POVThe Hudson was black glass that night, swallowing light, swallowing sound.Pier 19 rose out of it like a scar, the cranes stiff against the skyline, containers stacked like coffins, guards prowling with flashlights cutting white scars through the dark.I crouched in the shadows, rain slicking my jacket, the river stink heavy in my nose. Beside me, Thomas checked his pistol, the click-click too loud in the silence.“You sure about this?” he whispered.“No.”He smirked, teeth flashing in the dark. “Good. Hate it when you sound confident. Means something’s about to blow.”“Something is about to blow,” I said, tapping the small satchel of charges slung at my hip. “That’s the whole point.”We moved low, hugging the fence line. Guards smoked near the gate, two shadows laughing, rifles slung too loose. They weren’t ready for wolves.Thomas slipped ahead, knife glinting as he came up behind one. Quick slice, muffled gurgle, body down in the mud. I grabbed the other, hand over his
Last Updated : 2025-09-15THE HIDDEN RIVAL THE GROUND WORK
Rival’s POVThe city never slept, but it sure as hell twitched.Every corner, every shadow felt wired, like New York itself knew Sicily had promised to set the curtain on fire.Me and Thomas didn’t sleep either. Couldn’t. His words still burned in my skull—either kneel or drown. Screw that.By morning, we were already moving.We started at Pier 19. From a distance, daylight stripped the menace, made the place look almost normal—dockworkers hauling crates, forklifts whining, gulls picking at trash. But even in the sun, you could smell it. Sicily’s stink.I watched from across the street, hidden behind a busted delivery van. Thomas leaned on the hood, sunglasses on, chewing gum like he was on a beach vacation.“You know,” he muttered, eyes flicking to the dock, “daylight makes this all look boring. No guns, no theatrics. Just sweaty assholes in vests moving boxes.”“Look closer.”He did. Then whistled low. “Yeah. Not dockhands. Too smooth. Too… aware. And that guy’s holding the clipboar
Last Updated : 2025-09-15THE HIDDEN RIVAL WALKING AWAY
Rival’s POVThe pier didn’t feel real once Sicily’s shadow was gone.Like the bastard took the air with him. The boards under my boots groaned with every step, wet with salt and rain, but the silence pressing down made it worse.Thomas walked close, pistol hidden in his jacket now, jaw tight. He hadn’t cracked a joke since Sicily flicked that cigarette into the river. That worried me more than the meeting itself.We kept moving, slow and low, back through the stacks of crates and rusted steel. The gulls screeched overhead like they’d seen it all before—blood, betrayal, bodies in the water.Halfway to the street, Thomas finally hissed, “What the fuck was that?”I didn’t answer. Not right away. My mind replayed every second, every twitch of Sicily’s smile. The bastard didn’t just invite us—he owned the stage. He’d been rehearsing that line for weeks.Thomas grabbed my arm, yanking me to a stop between two containers. “Rival. Don’t pull that silent-shit on me. You heard him. We either kn
Last Updated : 2025-09-15THE HIDDEN RIVAL THE SMILE
Rival’s POVThe wood groaned under my boots as I stepped out from the crates.Thomas stayed at my shoulder, pistol loose in his hand, eyes sharp under the dim lamplight. We moved together—always together—two shadows peeling themselves free of the dark.Sicily didn’t flinch. Didn’t blink. He just stood there on the pier like he’d been expecting this exact entrance, like we were late to his party. His lips curved in that same infuriating smirk, one hand tucked inside his tailored coat, the other holding a cigarette he never bothered to smoke.“Well, well,” he said, voice smooth as oil sliding over water. “The ghosts finally crawl out of the smoke.”Thomas muttered under his breath, “More like rats into a trap.”I cut him a quick glare, but Sicily’s men had already twitched at the sound. Fingers brushed triggers, shoulders stiffened. The air thickened with the kind of silence that only breaks in gunfire.I kept my knife low, blade catching the faint glow. My lungs burned with the salt-st
Last Updated : 2025-09-15
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