Divine Rivals A Novel 소설 & 이야기

The gathering was smaller than most of the events we attended together, a dozen or so people gathered in someone's private dining room, old money mixed with the kind of polite curiosity that always followed us now. "The infamous rivals," someone said with a laugh, early in the evening, gesturing between the two of us with a glass of wine. "I still can't quite believe it. You two spent an entire dinner party arguing about tariff policy about two years ago. I remember it specifically because I thought Sabine might actually throw her wine at you, Julianii." "She considered it," Julianii said, deadpan. "I could see her calculating the angle." Roars of laughter erupted around table. I laughed too

Chapter 197: Shattered Control DAMON'S POV I keep struggling. My body fights, but the magic is a weight, a pressure, suffocating, pulsing against me like an infernal rhythm that I can’t break free from. Isabella looms over me, a dark goddess cloaked in temptation. I want to scream, to roar, to break free from the hell she’s crafted around us. But I can’t. It’s like my body has turned traitor, betraying everything I stand for. Every inch of me, every primal instinct, is screaming against the madness, but I can’t stop it. I can’t stop her.

"Wait! We need to find out more about them before we inform Boss..." She started typing on her laptop. "We have all the data about our rivels, there family, business and love interests... Dominick should be there..." She said. "There he is!" She opened the file. "What's there story?" I asked. "Dominick changed his name when he got into conflict with his family and started his own business... He has twin brother, Alexander. Sister, Raajnandini The mafia princess. Father, Massimo Marino... Mother, Anamika Singh sahay Marino, who is the most feared woman in business world. And Bella, Alexander's wife... Whom we kidnapped few days ago..."

They were bewildered. They should be. I lashed a thunderbolt. And my words enhanced the roar. “Deity or no deity, Divine or mundane, Goddess or no goddess, I wouldn’t mind being on a killing spree. I would even hunt down the Gods for Alaric. Because, Alaric isn’t just my mate, Lady Ravoise. He is my destiny.”

Herja spoke sharply, "You're not in this class to think. You're in the class to learn how to react quickly and without hesitation. You're in the class to develop the skills necessary to protect yourself, and even if you already know all of these things, as I'm sure you do, you're still in the class because it is a requirement to graduate from Divine Academy. Is that clear? If it isn't, we can always involve your father in the matter. I can summon him right now if you want?" Miles looks like he's about to explode. I've never heard anyone talk to the heirs, so if there's one nice thing I'll say about Professor Herja is that she has balls, big hefty ones made out of steel. I waited for Miles to

Heart pounding like a bass drum, because yeah… he got under my skin more than I wanted to admit. The next day, the racing field was buzzing. Engines roared, tires screeched, and a sea of people murmured about our showdown. I couldn’t help but smirk. The news had spread like wildfire—Ethan versus Ryan. Rivals to the death or, you know, to the first corner. I adjusted my gloves, pretending calm while my stomach did gymnastics. Not Jessica making me nervous. Well… maybe a little. Fine. A lot. But mostly, it was Ryan standing there, hair tousled, smirk doing something untamed to me I was not ready to admit.

he spat, storming off before Dante could see the crack in his armor. That night, alone in his room, Aiden scrolled through the headlines until his vision blurred. “Blackthorn and Veyron: From Rivals to Partners?” “Chemistry Caught on Camera: Are the Heirs More Than Allies?” “United Front or Secret Affair?” His reflection stared back from the black screen—scarred, bruised, uncertain. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t erase the heat of Dante’s arm around him, or the gleam in those golden eyes that had looked far too much like they belonged there.

He was so entirely present with his high-status friends that he seemed almost untouchable. Men like Daniel became dangerous precisely because they believed their worlds were impenetrable. They grew careless. They believed they were too important to be held accountable. They acted like the normal rules didn't apply to them. And it worked. To Larry's downfall, it worked. Javier pushed farther into the crowd, weaving between groups of donors and their handlers. He was searching for Elise.

“You were the one who made Dorian unavailable last night, huh? You little wench!’ That was when it dawned on me. That was Ravina. The woman Dorian was so nervous and anxious to talk about. “I…I…I had no idea you wanted to see him.” I lied to her face, trying to appease her but she didn't adhere. Her red hair made her features more striking as she glared at me with hatred. If looks could kill, Ravina would have ended me right on the spot. She accused me of bewitching Dorian, seducing him and also manipulating him.

I let out a shaky breath as I scanned my brain in search of a comeback reply and as I was still lost in there, Rafael suddenly pulled me toward him. My body slammed into his and I glared up at him with wide eyes. "All I need to do is taste from the wine she brought to me, isn't it?" He asked in an overly calm voice that sent chills down my spine. "Yes, my Prince," The Moon Priest answered. Then Rafael grabbed my hand which had some of the spilled wine still on. He lifted the hand and to my greatest surprise, he put my fingers in his mouth and sucked slowly but loudly. The entire hall gasped in shock.