Divine Rivals Audiobook Novels & Stories

Sienna looked up at the dome, at the scattered gold leaf stars, restored now to something close to what they must have looked like the night her father brought her here as a child, and thought about how much had changed since the morning three months ago when a bid notice had arrived sandwiched between a vendor invoice and a dentist appointment reminder. "I don't know either," she said, honestly, because she owed him that much honesty even though it cost her something to give it. "I know I don't hate you anymore. I know that whatever this review finds, it's not going to change the fact that you didn't do what your father did, and that you've spent eighteen months trying to build something di

His voice was clear, confident. “Sister. I warned you. But warnings are wasted on the righteous.” The screens shifted. Now they showed chaos. Fire. Riots. Military clashes. “You want to protect a world that would crucify you if it knew what you are. You want to save a man who tried to control you. You want to love someone who doesn’t understand you.” ARES stepped closer to the camera. “The protocol is activated. The phrase exists. And now it’s in the hands of a buyer. A private investor. A billionaire with an interest in gods like us.”

Lyra slithered into Iris’s mind: “You’ve already lost. Valeborne will break Aiden. And when he does, I’ll use his blade to cut you down.” “Not while I still breathe,” Iris growled, forcing Lyra back with a surge of light. “I’ll save him. And I’ll save you too.” As Iris prepared a final strike, the ground shuddered violently. Both women froze as a deafening crack split the heavens. The moon—silent and eternal—fractured. Jagged lines of golden light spread across its surface as if it bled light. From the wound, shadows like liquid night. Valeborne’s voice roared across the world, deep and apocalyptic: “The Divine War begins. Kneel, or perish.”

The Tenth Divine Prince's expression at once changed again and again. He feared and hated people talking about this the most. When the Eldest Divine Prince and the 13th Divine Prince competed for glory, he indeed chose to join the camp of the Eldest Divine Prince with God Emperor's true blood flowing in his body. Later, when the war broke out, he defected to the 13th Divine Prince's camp because of the situation. For all these years, he had been fighting for the 13th Divine Prince who had become the God Emperor. He had won his trust and had been entrusted with important tasks.

The man laughed as I continued to walk away, “You came all this way to see me, and now you are going to leave before I tell you what you need to know?” I froze in my tracks. This was the witch that Sergio had taken us to see. Of course the man knew that Sergio and I were going to be here; he probably predicted it himself. “You are Adriano?” Sergio finally spoke up, seeming to have calmed down. “And you are Alpha Sergio of the Black Raven Pack, son of the deceased Alpha Mason,” something in Sergio’s eyes flashed at the mention of his father, but it was gone before I could tell what it was. Sergio nodded slightly, “Then you know our… situation?”

That was all the permission I needed. I crashed my mouth down on hers, hard and demanding, backing her against the suite door. The hallway was quiet, the chaos from the main deck a distant hum. She tasted like whiskey and salt from her tears, and beneath that, something sweet and addictive. My hand gripped her waist, sliding down to her hip as I pressed my body into hers. What the hell are you doing, Aaron? I thought to myself. I had come to this yacht tonight for one reason only—to watch my rivals make a spectacle of themselves. Laurent Holdings was getting too bold, and the Stones family was the perfect weak link I planned to exploit.

"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."

Whispers spread across the hall, some marveling at his brilliance, others speculating about his unmatched streak. "That's Adam Kavanaugh for you," someone murmured from one of the tables. "It’s no surprise," another replied. "He's dominated the field for years. Three consecutive awards,he's practically unstoppable." The comparisons began almost immediately. The ongoing rivalry between Adam and Mateo Montero wasn’t new. For years, the two had clashed on the business front, their companies vying for the same deals and recognition. While Mateo was respected for his resilience and innovation, Adam always managed to outmaneuver him. Whether it was his sharp instincts, impeccable strategy, or shee

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?”

she explained quietly. "Why not?" I asked. "Didn't you hear everything I just said?" she asked in disbelief. "I heard you, but it all sounds like stories bored students made up, like the ghost stories they tell children to scare them before bed," I replied. "You are one lucky girl. You are saying this because you have not yet experienced their anger. The Raging Beast is notorious for tormenting new students until some of them flee. However, he spared you while the Deadly Snake spoke to you. Despite attending history classes together since our junior year, I have never heard his voice. It's evident why everyone is fascinated by these new developments. Audrey was the only friend they ever conv