Divine Rivals Rebecca Ross Novels & Stories

The same shadow I saw when Rosie and Jemima were fighting appeared making me loose guard in the process. I know what I saw was real. Does this means Rosie and Rebecca use magic to fight? The strength they both have isn't natural, they both have demon blood in them! Rebecca was surprised when she saw my expression. I glared hard at her. She didn't expect me to see the shadow. I guess the shadow was meant to be seen by them alone. I smirked in a way to show her that I wasn't scared of her no matter what. I pushed her away from me and got up with a flit. I attacked not caring whether she was prepared or not. What she and her master Rosie are doing is wrong. This is breaking the rule.

Nicholas’ POV My reputation, it seemed, had a life of its own. A thrill shot through me-part pride, part panic. Before I could respond, a roar of applause and wolf-whistles erupted from the base of the grand staircase. There they were. My girls, making an entrance. Rebecca led the way, a vision in blood-red. Her dress was a strapless, corseted thing that pushed her magnificent breasts up into breathtaking, barely-contained peaks. A devil's headband with small horns nestled in her dark curls. She held a plastic pitchfork and blew a kiss to the crowd.

"Brooke? What are you doing here?" Back in college, Brooke Robertson, the richest heiress in Javire's elite circle, had once pursued me relentlessly. Back then, it was practically a sensational story that everyone had heard of. But I was blind before and chose Jessica over Brooke. Nothing in Jessica's life had made her prouder than that. There was no denying that winning the total devotion of a man who even the richest heiress couldn't win over was something worth bragging about.

MY REBOUND DOMINEERING HUSBAND Chapter 102. Waking up the next morning, Olivia seemed rather too excited, she couldn't tell why. Maybe it's because of the bad dream she had last night. It was a night mare that seems really real. She dreamt that Joel ex girlfriend returned back and became pregnant for Joel. She came to the mansion with the intention of leaving with them. That's such a bad dream! In her dream she got to find out that her name's Rita, everything looked really. Joel can never cheat on her with his ex girlfriend right? None of this ever happened right? It was just a bad dream! .

"If I didn't blame you, they would have looked at me more closely. I needed a distraction. Now, look at your phone." My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out with my free hand. It was a message from an unknown number. It was a video. I pressed play. The video was grainy, but clear enough. It showed a person in a dark cloak walking through the library tunnels. They were holding the Founder’s Ring. But that wasn't the scary part. The person stopped and looked directly at the camera. It was Victoria Hale. The Headmaster’s daughter. The girl who ruled the school’s social life with an iron fist.

Someone near the back said something I couldn't catch, and someone else laughed quietly. I did not turn to follow him. I stared straight ahead and kept my heartbeat as controlled as I could manage, which was becoming more difficult by the second. I knew his reputation. Everyone did. Ronan Bloodcrest had broken a Daxton heir's arm in a sparring match at fourteen and apologised to no one. He and Kieran had a history that spanned years. Brutal inter-pack trials, ranking competitions where both of them had walked away bleeding, a rivalry that people talked about the way they talked about old wars.

“You were the one who made Dorian unavailable last night, huh? You little wench!’ That was when it dawned on me. That was Ravina. The woman Dorian was so nervous and anxious to talk about. “I…I…I had no idea you wanted to see him.” I lied to her face, trying to appease her but she didn't adhere. Her red hair made her features more striking as she glared at me with hatred. If looks could kill, Ravina would have ended me right on the spot. She accused me of bewitching Dorian, seducing him and also manipulating him.

Through gritted teeth, she demanded, “William, why do you have Cleo Summers’s number? When did you get involved with her?” Before I could answer, Sean suddenly gasped dramatically from behind her. “Oh my god, William! So that’s why you ran off earlier, to call Miss Cleo? I know you want revenge against Juniper and all, but I never thought you’d stoop this low. How could you be so shameless as to seduce Juniper’s arch-enemy? You’re nothing but a turncoat!” The anger in Juniper’s eyes intensified. She grabbed my chin so hard it felt like she wanted to crush the bone beneath her fingers.

A cold sweat broke out across the back of his neck. Dominic Torres was a massive shark in the business world, a man whose family held enough power to crush Vance Jewels with a single phone call. Damian knew that crossing Dominic wasn't just a personal mistake; it was financial suicide. Panic flared behind Damian's eyes. Before Dominic could even begin his countdown, Damian’s fingers instinctively loosened, his hand flinching away from Valerie's arm as if her skin had suddenly turned into burning coals. Valerie immediately snatched her arm back, stepping close to Dominic’s side and rubbing her reddened wrist with a cold, disgusted glare.

“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.