Divine Rivals Epub Novels & Stories

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“But we both know what this is.” Ashar’s hands clenched at his sides. The fracture lines of faint light pulsed beneath his skin, veins of energy that always shimmered when his emotions spun too close to losing control. Riven’s next words were slower, measured, like someone inching across a blade. “The Divine Fracture.” The words didn’t echo. They didn’t ring. They simply existed. Dangerous. Heavy. A memory spoken into a world that wasn’t supposed to remember it.

The sheer number of divine gold that Severin had made Heath feel extremely envious. Divine gold was not a common commodity, and it was valued as raw material for crafting divine protective weapons. Even level nine supreme paragons would covet something so valuable. Despite training for centuries and earning the respect of many as a level nine supreme paragon, Heath still lacked a protective divine weapon and had to rely instead on the finest spiritual weapons available. He would be lying if he said he was not envious of the Dragon-Patterned Divine Gold hovering before him. With a self-conscious smile, he said, "Now I understand why you didn't bat an eye when I told you about the Scripture Pi

Dante didn't even blink. He leaned back in his chair and looked around the empty room. "Are you going to put me in timeout?" Dante asked. "You think this is a joke," I said. My voice echoed slightly against the glass walls. "You think you just won a prize because a few executives nodded at you." "I think I just saved your European shipping division." "You just embarrassed the VP of Strategy in front of the people who approve our funding," I corrected him. "That isn't a victory. It is just another form of corporate suicide."

"Vance Jewels' PR team didn't just announce the launch. The tabloids are already picking up cheap rumors attached to the release." Valerie looked down at the glowing text. A popular gossip site had already posted a trending piece: “Vance Jewels Unveils 'The Empress Collection' under Lead Designer Petra, while rumors circulate about a former studio assistant who snuck her way into Dominic Sterling's bed.” Valerie let out a quiet, bitter laugh, locking her eyes onto Killian's. "They are framing me as a nobody who slept her way into Dominic's bed just to keep my name dragged through the dirt."

“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.”

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.

“I was just curious.” I knew my brother, he would never sound convinced. “Rowan…” “I’m fine,” I insisted. “Are you getting into trouble?” “Not intentionally.” He sighed quietly. “Try not to create unnecessary rivalries.” I looked out across the grounds, thinking of Theo’s eyes on me. “Rivalry found me,” I said calmly. “Without my intention.” Henry went silent for a second. “Then be careful,” he finally said. “Not everyone sees competition as harmless.”

When she opened it, footage of Kieran and Wendy in bed played across the screen. Then came a text from Wendy. "Vera, so what if the Alpha likes you? I'm the mate the Moon Goddess chose. Werewolves can't defy the Moon Goddess.” "Besides, I'm already carrying the Alpha's pup. Who do you think he'll choose? You, a human, or me, the one carrying the entire pack's hope?"

The particular kind of rivalry that forms between two people who are too evenly matched to ever fully resolve anything. I watched them read each other across the ring. Ronan was still in the way that meant he was already three moves ahead. Cassian rolled his neck once and settled his weight and his expression went to the same focused quiet I had seen from him in the old training ground the evening he told me something that had been living in him for two years.