Divine Rivals Epub Novels & Stories

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

My voice died in my throat. I stepped forward, my eyes locking onto his exposed forearm, and the world tilted on its axis. I expected the heavy, protective sleeves of tattoos that had looked so raw and dominant against my bare skin. Instead, there was absolutely nothing. His forearm was bare, pale, and smooth, the skin already reddening from the heat. No ink, no scars from laser removal and no trace that a tattoo had ever existed. I was completely mortified. If I wasn't losing my mind... and if this man's arms were pristine...

I don't like fighting so I always understand his unreasonable reasons. But today, today no matter how much I am trying to tell myself that it's fine, that it's okay...that he might really be so busy that he forgets his girlfriend is waiting for him in the most dangerous place of our territory. I just can't stay calm anymore. He...he must have forgotten, right? " Or maybe he just doesn't care." Raven, my wolf replied inside my head, making me throw the wooden pillar down the cliff. I am not this violent usually. Not this angry. But Jeffery really pissed me off today. And my wolf...saying logical things like this. It's pissing me off even more.

I smiled, as others join in the laughter. "I say this to say that I am Eve's only wolf. She and I have a different connection than the rest. I am not of the same lineage as Eve. My previous counterpart never had children. She... she was too heartbroken after what happened to our alpha. Like everyone else, the goddess gave us a choice on who we would want as our counterpart, but unlike the rest, because of the gift that I have, Eve was never created with the intent of having another wolf. Our abilities would clash and cause mayhem for Eve." Divine paused. I felt her emotions as she thought of the alpha she lost and her past counterpart. She loves me, but she still loved her past counterpart a

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.”

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In his opinion, a small level 7 civilization would not have any Deities so it was not worthy of his attention at all. Whether human or other races, as long as it was an intelligent life, once it reached Divine Realm and possessed Divine Power, it would be completely different. Divine power was a power that can crush Saint Power. No matter how huge one’s Saint Power was, in the face of Divine Power, it was like an egg hitting a stone. It would be beyond their power. In other words, no matter how many Saints there were, they had to kneel when they ran into a Deity.

Author pov People are tragically, gloriously mistaken to think that humans are the highest form of life and the only beings that live on our planet. But they forget to acknowledge the fact that there are devils in the form of humans living with us. The first night Alessia Rivera met Dante Moretti, she should have known he was trouble. The kind of man who looked like sin dressed in a tailored suit. The kind of man mothers warned their daughters about. But she hadn’t listened. Maybe she couldn’t.

“So we can talk business. We’re wasting time, and this will end the same way anyway.” “Fine,” I said. “We’ll talk. But only because we share a common enemy.” “Yes,” Divine replied. “We do.” Even years ago, we both had a grudge against Damien. He always found a way to be on top and high above everyone. He never let me or Divine take any positions within the pack because he was always nominated first by the elders. “I want all the omegas, or at least a good number of them, from your pack,” Divine said. “And from the smaller packs you’ve taken over.”

Not a prize to be displayed. I was priceless. Because a god cannot be bought. A god cannot be caged. And yet… here I was. Iron pressing against my back, steel biting into my wrists, tape choking the words out of my throat. I, a god, reduced to merchandise, stripped down to a body they could sell. And tonight, they would sell me anyway. The crowd roared louder, voices colliding like storms, but I no longer listened to their words. My ears caught only the sound of my own rage, steady, unrelenting. For every bid they shouted, my fury rose higher.