Academic Rivals Novels & Stories

And then the twitch at the corner of his lips made my fists into balls. My attention wasn't on the meeting as I was too busy showing my displeasure. But a certain topic caught my ears. "This is a matter of concern of how they seemed to have better plans than us in every presentation we're making in our recent deals. It seems like they exactly know what will be our deficiency and they will work right on there," stated the bald man beside Caleb, a frown set between his joined brows. They were talking about a rival company of ours, some AR industries who were competing in every deal this company approached.

The thought of Aria seeking comfort and companionship elsewhere, especially with someone so closely connected to me, makes it more unbearable for me. I feel as though my uncle has plunged a dagger directly into my heart by taking Aria away from me. The betrayal cuts deep, leaving me reeling with a mixture of hurt and resentment. I can't help but acknowledge that my uncle, with his maturity and success, poses as a formidable rival in this unexpected competition for Aria's affection. The realization adds a bitter edge to my already wounded pride, intensifying the sense of rivalry and betrayal. My jealousy threatens to consume me, but the crushing realization of my failure as a man and husband

That they all wanted one person in particular, the Shrine Maiden. “Well, at least I can say that there are only five of you who are my rival.” Arisu’s words that is not helping with the current heavy and turn jealous atmosphere that they are all into. Except for Harry that is the embodiment of the current sin of Envy that they are all suddenly felt because of one person. “Mike might be out of the list, but.” Tucker’s words and now completely awake after hearing Daniela’s title. “We do know that we have more powerful rival than anyone among us, aren’t I right?” His warning that they all knew about and hated to their very core.

Ashley pulled up to me and with lowered voice, she answered: “Max just challenged Aston to a biking race.” I cast a long look at them. Their hatred for each other was so evident, it was practically choking the air. “He did?” “It’s a long story. The longest running rivalry in town is between the Shadow Ryders, Aston’s the prez, and Max’s Pine Creek Outlaws. It’s a full-blown war between them. Those two hate each other.” “Why?” “It’s an ego thing. The biking culture is strong here. Aston’s always beating Max. They’re never gonna be best friends again.”

He asked. "We no longer need your services since your reputation is in the mud. You will no longer be sponsored." Della says slowly getting irritated by Malfred's presence. "Arielle's reputation is also in the mud, why am I being discarded ?" Malfred asked. "The public knows we work with you, Arielle's case is different. We'll decide what to do with her once she's done with her mission. Besides I was going to cut you off anyways. Let's part ways Malfred." Della says while smirking. "But I'm ruined, I will loose the election." Malfred lamented.

The only thing unacceptable for Marc was the fact that he rarely won against Paul. People might find it weird that despite claiming rivalry against the other, he was still a board member in many of Paul's ventures. Actually, the other man was also like that. Marc was also someone who had numerous companies and in his corporation, Paul was also a shareholder. If others might say, they didn't look competitors, but bosom friends. It could be traced that they were both from the military before. Both were from reputable old rich families. They began dipping into business at the same time. If they were real competitors, then their competition was way too weird, way too healthy. Then again, which s

(Callum’s pov) The headline's already on my phone before I've properly opened my eyes. BLACKWOOD VS. ASHWORTH: THE COLD WAR BEHIND MADRID'S MOST-WATCHED MERGER. There's a photo under it of me at some gala eighteen months back, Torin three feet away in the background looking like he'd happily set the whole room on fire. Somebody at the paper dug up half a decade of us glaring at each other across boardrooms and stitched it into a rivalry with a soundtrack. Ruthless investor versus golden-boy heir. The kind of thing people read over coffee and repeat at dinner parties without once asking if it's actually true.

“Not everyone sees competition as harmless.” “I’ll manage.” “I know,” he replied softly. “You always do.” We talked for a while before ending the call. When I lowered my phone, his warning lingered in my mind. “Not everyone sees competition as harmless.” If really, Theo thinks this way, it will be best if I prepare my defence for this unhealthy rivalry. “Rowan!” I heard my name from across and my heart skipped for a moment.

“I wouldn’t even wish that on my worst enemy” “Candi Sparks holds that title currently and that speaks volume,” Asia snickered as Abigail flicked her the bird . Tossing a grape in my mouth I let out a chuckle at their bickering and resumed scanning through the cafeteria. The crew decided to eat in here today as it was pouring out heavily and I couldn’t refuse because there would be no concrete excuse to back out. Seeing students with their cliques engrossed in discussions enjoying their lunch brought back memories. memories I had suppressed for a whole year and want it to remain so, buried in the deepest bottomless part of my soul. Thinking about it gave me sent shivers down my spine and I c

And then our eyes had met. Something had clicked. Not friendship. Not respect. Hatred. Pure, unadulterated hatred. Because Miles had seen me... really seen me, and he had known, in that instant, that I was his rival. And I had known the same. We had clashed from the very beginning. Every test. Every trial. Every damned assignment. If I was first, he was second, and vice versa. If I won a duel, he challenged me to another. If he proved himself in combat, I pushed myself harder, faster, stronger. It had been a war... one without bloodshed, but no less brutal for it.