Academic Rivals To Lovers Books Mga Nobela at Kwento

Author Note: Dear Readers, Since English is not my first language, there will be tons of grammatical mistakes. Please continue reading this book only if you don't have any issue with that. Rest I could guarantee you that you won't get bored with the storyline. The following are my books which are completed until now if interested do give a look over them. Her Unloved Mate Winning My Mate Back I Belong to Him Can't Help Falling in Love. My Bride is Not a Human

So why was she still angry? She had no right to be angry at him. She was the one getting married even if she harbored no affections for her supposed spouse. Her relationship with Brandon was ending or had already ended. There was no need for her to get angry. They were not lovers. Just two people who slept with each other. She was not attracted to him even with how handsome he looked. His brown hair and blue eyes made him stand out in the crowd. And the tattoos on his body made him appetizing. He was sex on a stick, she knew that but she could not bring herself to see him as nothing more than her enemy and also, a temporary sex partner.

Akatsuki fell silent at what his friend said. His gaze just kept shifting between the glass he was holding and the person in front of him. Shuji was not speaking either, he was just drinking little by little because he still had work the next day. “If for the two of us she—I don’t want to be your rival over one woman, brad not because of rules—rules that can be called possible but I will make it impossible,” Akatsuki answered his friend.

Chapter 20 (Xander's POV) The fight started over breakfast. Which was perhaps the most ordinary thing that had happened since Sophia Laurent moved into my penthouse. It began with a photograph. Rachel Voss had published a piece in the Manhattan Chronicle that morning, not the romance coverage we'd been managing carefully, but something sharper. A corporate analysis framed around the merger timeline, the Phoenix Holdings threat and what she called "the convenient timing of a sudden love story between two lifelong enemies." Careful, pointed and professionally constructed.

“Valerie loved a version of Damian that no longer exists. And she hates that you’re standing where she couldn’t.” “That doesn’t mean she’s wrong,” Arielle whispered. Jacob met her eyes squarely. “Listen to me,” he said, tone low but intense. “The sharks in his world will tell you love is leverage and marriage is strategy. Don’t let them convince you that what you feel, and what he feels, isn’t real.” Arielle’s throat burned. “And if I’m wrong?” “Then you’ll walk away stronger than you arrived,” Jacob said simply. “But don’t sabotage something real out of fear planted by people who benefit from his isolation.”

And if the lesson didn’t stick… well… next time he, Astar Levi, definitely won’t be this merciful. After settling the matter of payback, Levi also didn’t forget to issue an order for someone to investigate Noah’s private life. Levi had been with Noah for only two days, yet in those mere two days, he ran into four different love rivals!!! FOUR!! Bloody-fucking hell!! Just how many people were lusting after his sweet little darling?!? If this trend of two rivals per day continued, two months later, the number of his rivals would have reached three fucking digits!!

I heard Dante laugh and a deadly possessive growl worked its way up to my chest but I checked it in time and let my legs take me towards the direction of the laughing voices. A tide of jealousy surged in my chest when I saw Dante pinned by another handsome Beta wolf on a motorcycle and the two of them fraternizing with each other. He was MY MATE. Grrrrr. “C’mon, Dante,” the other dude, Chester laughed as he pressed himself further against the writhing wolf under him so that the latter did not escape. I could feel my stomach tangle in enough knots to make a twisted pretzel as jealousy was starting to graduate into hate for the unknown, charming stranger.

“If we’re going to that gala as partners, everyone is going to be looking at us. They’re going to be looking for the spark. They’re going to want to know if the rumors are true.” “What rumors?” Ethan asked, his voice trembling. “That the two biggest rivals in the history of the academy didn’t just merge their designs,” Liam said, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles over the back of Ethan’s hand. “That they merged everything else, too.”