Deeper Than Hate Rivalry Novels & Stories

All I could see fighting now is jealousy and the strong desire to outperform Tristan in every damn way. "You are a sick and selfish bastard, Declan. Is this a game to you? Does your son's life mean anything at all? Even in moments like this when all you should care about is how he is doing, you are still bothered about Tristan doing better than you. Is it a game or a competition? Huh? Is it?" I could scream right now because I had never been this angry before. How can he think about rivalry in this situation? Tristan let go of all his grudges the moment he heard about Dame, so why couldn't he do the same?

Brad thought of how dispirited Leah looked the day he broke up with him, and he felt a little heartbroken. Maybe his feelings for her were different from those he felt for other women. Even his relationship with Zoe was only thrilling to him because it was new. He had been with Leah for five years, after all. In all honesty, nobody could replace her. He seemed to like her more than he thought as well. However, no matter what, Leah had returned the treasure chest, left without a trace, and blocked his number. All that had made Brad a little annoyed. He would still teach her a small lesson when she returned and asked him to get back with her.

"Watch your tone, Aura. Your mouth wasn't made for spitting insults at me." "I don't care about your rules, or this club, or whatever sick game you're playing!" I hissed, taking a fierce step closer to him, my chin held high. "Tell me how you found me. Tell me who the hell you really are before I scream this entire building down!"

“Next game's showdown: Icewolves versus Silverthorn. Two rivals. One championship.” I pull my knees up, hugging them close. Everyone else will be hyped about this...the game of the season, two best captains head-to-head. But I can’t shake the feeling that this isn’t just about hockey anymore. There’s too much behind it. Too much pride. Too much hate that comes from both their pack rivalry and hockey team rivalry. The kettle starts to whistle from the kitchen. I drag myself up and walk over, my socks sliding on the tile. I pour the water into a mug and stir in sugar without even looking at it. The steam fogs my glasses for a second.

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They would’ve been really overthinking if the rivalry was not that much but it was not the case. “Ace, whatever Freddie said is true.” Jacob spoke. “Jacob... you saw how Edwin supported your relationship. I don’t think he'd do anything like that.” “Ace, just because he is supporting Kate, doesn’t mean the rivalry is ended. I still loathe him and his college mates except Kate. The rivalry is still on. You also loathe him, right?” Ace gulped not replying anything for a moment. The truth was, his hatred on him was gone a long back. It was replaced with some other feeling, that Ace also wasn’t aware of.

He said. Nx a new and highly addictive drug ten times more expensive than cocaine. " Done" i said and he nods. " Good girl i will send you the location of the shipment and in the meantime my organization's at your disposal" he said. I nod before i turned to leave He called out to me. " Счастливая ночь охоты Ворон" *Happy hunting knight Raven" he said. I nod before i left. Hades pov I leaned back with a sigh after she left messaging my temples. " Are you sure you can trust her" i heard the viper asked as she walked inside the room to stand at my side.

She said her eyes equally blazing with untold hate, and anguish, every word was from the heart, deep and intended. ‎“Your majesty I want to make it clear that the only thing I feel for you is hate. I absolutely hate you, your majesty. You touch irritates me and if I were to be given a choice between laying with you and a dog. I will happily choose the dog...” Porsha voiced but before she could finish, Leviathan's fist cut in, landing a punch few centimeters next to Porsha's face. ‎Porsha's blood ran cold, her eyes doubled in size as she gazed upon the now broken wall with trembling limbs.

Zion asked angrily. “You won’t lose, my love.” Mother told Zion in a certain tone before she placed her hands on his face, and he didn’t say anything else. “Make it seem like a competition, tell them we hid the moonstone somewhere, and not that we lost it. That way we get to keep our dignity.” Mother said before she held her head up high. “The reasoning behind this competition is equal rights.” Mother said blankly and I shook my head at her. “Mother, Zion is already set to fight father for the title of alpha we cannot let him fight another werewolf. Can’t we figure something else out?” I asked and Zion clenched his jaw.

More human than he had ever seemed before. More dangerous, too. Because some devils don’t scream when they stab you. They smile. And wait for you to crawl back first. — Next chapter teaser: Outside, the palace roared with news—Xavier was back. Inside, I slept through it all. With his scent in my lungs. And the storm brewing in his eyes. This was no longer just a game of hate. This was war. And I had no armor left but the warmth of the enemy.