Divine Rivals Audiobook Free Novels & Stories

“Signed this morning. Official statement went out thirty minutes ago. And they didn’t stop there. They announced they’ll be competing for the bid. High-profile. Cocky. They basically said they’re going to crush everyone else.” For a second, all I could hear was the blood rushing in my ears. The Devilles. Brandon’s family. Of course. I leaned forward, gripping the edge of my desk. “Smarthome was second only to us.” “Exactly,” Irene said. “And now they’re backed by Deville money and resources. Which means…” “They’re gunning for us,” I finished bitterly. Irene nodded, lips pursed. “They want to win, Cameron. Badly.”

But his voice was quite stern and I could hear him clearly. “I’m standing right in front of the room of that girl, Sir. She is an orphan and a commoner”. “I’ve told you millions of times that I don’t need commoners. Yes, I did ask you to find red-eyed vampires and bring them on our side but I didn’t mean that you could bring commoners. I know that they are of divine blood too but they are too weak and if they are weak that means they are also weak in their relationship with the Goddess”, said the hooded guy

Her gaze leaves Fiona and lands on Theodore who was on the phone. "You brought a date ?" Audrey asks arching a brow. Fiona turns to see Theodore and glares at him and micmicks a grossed out expression. "What's with the look ?" Theodore archs a brow, he put his phone away signifying that he was done with his call. "This is Theodore my sister's bodyguard and Dimitri's rival, he's always bitter because Delilah chose Dimitri over his broke ass." Fiona mocks while Theodore grins nefariously. Theodore walks up closer to the both of them.

In a lowered voice, Argo hissed, “What are you doing? Let me go! I finally get to see my goddess again!” “She’s not for you,” Alaric replied icily. “I don’t care what you think! Just because you’re not like her doesn’t mean you can block me from trying!” For a moment, Alaric was silent, something flickering in his eyes. Then his next words dropped like a bomb. “Who says I’m not into her?”

"Your call saved us, Dane." "And Ezra kept everyone calm," Dane said. "We do the same now. Personal, but not reckless." By midday they reached the rival's border camp. Tents stood scattered under tall trees. Guards eyed them warily but let them pass after hearing their names. The rival leader, a grizzled man named Vance, met them in the center. "So the famous advisors come at last. That record tells the truth of your past." "Parts of it," Ezra said directly. "We are here to set the rest straight. Talk with us."

Alexander began. Seraphina's dad came out from Sera's room to find out what was going on. Her mom also stood beside some of the guests. Before Alexander could continue, the doctor came and knelt before him. He started the treatment as soon as possible. “ Derrick is a devil. We've got a lot of evidence against him” he groaned in pain. “ Don't talk anymore Alexander, the evidence will tell everything” Amber said. Alexander kept quiet and Amber opened her laptop to play videos of Derrick plotting to take control of Seraphina's company and also make her a mere house wife when he gets married to her.

ELOWEN’S POV The room went dead silent. Not the peaceful kind of silence… but the kind that felt like the air itself was holding its breath, waiting for something terrible to happen. Dorian stood by the door, his jaw tight, his fists clenched so hard I thought his bones might crack. Ravina’s lips curved into a slow, poisonous smile. “Go on,” she urged softly. “Tell her, Dorian. Or should I do the honors?” My heart slammed violently against my ribs.

“Smart. Hide it in habit. That’s how they trained young minds.” “Any major standouts?” I asked. Andy nodded, a little too fast. “The history section.” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah?” “It’s not just world history. I found timelines on werewolf wars, vampire treaties, coven migrations, hybrid purges… and something that looks like pantheon lore. Like, actual accounts of god and goddess activity.” My lips parted. “Say that again?” He pulled a thin volume off the top of a growing pile and handed it to me. The title was in an old dialect—one I could read only because of the Goddess blood thrumming in my veins. Divine Imprints: The Last Age Before Silence.

Sebastian's POV I sat in the back of my Aston Martin, scrolling through my tablet for the daily hand exercise game I did when I was stressed out. It was the most peaceful thing right now. The numbers and patterns kept my mind occupied. Kept me from thinking about things I didn't want to think about. I didn't involve myself in matters involving rivals. Dominic had been my rival since college. After what caused the accident of the Rossis, it separated the business deals between our families. Generational rivals. That's all we were supposed to be.

I pumped faster, breath ragged, knowing he could hear everything. His eyes widened when he finally realized what I was doing, the wet strokes, my low growls. “Gross... you're disgusting.” “I know you want it too. Want me to pin you down, fill you up until you're knotted and leaking my cum.” “Go to hell.” He hung up. I smirked, still riding the edge. He was fighting it, but that denial? It only made me want to claim him more. A few minutes later, I stepped outside for some air, trying to cool the rut fever. Then a loud motorcycle engine revved, circling me like a predator before screeching to a stop right in front. “Hello, brother!”