Divine Rivals Book 2 Novels & Stories

The very first page made his breath hitch. "My Beloved Rival" The words, written in deep red ink, echoed in his mind. For strange reasons he couldn't explain, his heartbeat picked up. Curiosity pulled him in, and he was about to turn the next page When suddenly, the diary was snatched from his hands. "What are you doing?! Why did you take that?" Ryan's voice was sharp as he clutched the diary to his chest, his eyes blazing as he glared at Zane. "I...I just saw it and... I didn't mean"

Dante, the beta of the Purple rose pack, glanced at the girl who claimed she was Davina, his sister's doppelganger occasionally, as they walked. Davina's cheeks were stained with red and she bit on her lip so he could tell she was flustered. he couldn't trust what she said because of the reputation his sister, Alexis had. Alexis effortlessly pulled pranks and scared the comfort out of people if she had her mind set to it. her free spirited nature was what attracted Calvin, the alpha and his best friend to her. she lived fine, thriving as Calvin's mate until she was kidnapped and he couldn't find her again but then he later did and now this......

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.”

Does he… does he like me? “Well, I’m off to school now. Bye!” I grabbed my bag, needing desperately to escape the intensity of his presence, and hurried out, waving my hands behind me as I fled. 🐺 Alpha’s Return and a Mate’s Betrayal Shifters Academy was buzzing. The energy was electric, vibrating with the news that Alpha Liam Gravens, the epitome of Alpha perfection, was back. He was the subject of every whispered fantasy, including my own. But my heart, foolishly, was bound to his younger brother, Noah Gravens, the Gamma-in-waiting.

“Good. I do not want my wife anywhere near that man.” I nodded, even though part of me bristled at the word wife, at the ownership threaded through his tone. Sebastian Cross was a name spoken often in our home, usually followed by irritation or contempt. Chris’s rival. The man whose company challenged his at every turn. According to gossip, Sebastian was brilliant, ruthless, and dangerously charming. And single. Everyone knew that too. One night stands. No attachments. No complications. The kind of man wives were warned about, half joking and half serious.

“So what, you want to use me somehow? Or is there something I have that you need—information...” Alaric’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Of course I’d want something in return. I’m not running a charity.” Her suspicions confirmed, Lena’s mind raced, a faint smirk appearing on her lips. “Then maybe it’s you who should be asking for my help. After all, everyone wants something valuable.” The dynamic shifted; neither was willing to back down. Their gazes locked, an unspoken challenge to see who would break first, each trying to read the other’s thoughts and emotions.

he punched my face repeatedly. "That's it! This was the Owen I was looking forward to facing. Bring it on," I snarled, pushing him off. His claws lengthened and he bared his canines at me, his eyes possessing an unyielding rage. I also lengthened my claws. Our eyes locked on each other, both of us unwilling to back down. I growled as I ran towards him. I pushed him back into the lockers creating a huge dent. The hallway turned into a chaotic space. Screams emanated from every corner and people ran like headless chickens without any direction.

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.

She didn’t even give a damn about the fact that my men were behind me. If anything, I know she’d go for my head given the chance. It was amusing. And also annoying as hell. Amara had been my rival for as long as I could remember. It dated as far back as when we were kids. It wasn’t just an individual rivalry though. This was a family rivalry. The Vitales and the DeLaurentis’ had been at each other’s necks for decades. Our rivalry was something born as a result of it. Even now that I’d taken then position of Don, it didn’t mean things would end just yet. I hated her and she hated me just at much. I hated her father Viktor and the rest of her brothers. Nothing could dissolve or change that. Th

Olivander’s POV Right from when my father was the ruling alpha king of the Star Furs Pack, Abel has been my worst rival. His father and mine never crossed paths until their death, and I never knew the reason. Back then at college, we happened to be admitted together. I tried to make friends with him, but he shrugged it off. What I hated was that we ended up doing almost the same thing. I even wondered if he was stalking me. We were in the same course, in the same sport, and so on. He had once raped a girl in college and accused me of doing it. Luckily, the girl's cell phone had a secret camera that took note of the scene and I slid through such a bomb.