Divine Rivals Rebecca Ross Novels & Stories

“Group stuff. Orgy. I've fantasised about being used instead of intentional consensual fuck. I've fantasied about completely letting go.” Rebecca, now in just her skirt and bra, smiled darkly. “Perfect. Strip him, David. Let’s begin the lessons.” David moved fast, pulling my shirt over my head. Priya worked my pants down, freeing my rock-hard cock. “Look at that,” she cooed. “Already leaking for us. Such potential.” Rebecca finished undressing, revealing her full, soft body and the gold wedding ring on her finger. She climbed onto the large bed and crooked a finger at me. “On your back, intern. Time for your first lesson in loyalty and hierarchy.”

"Look at how eager she was to leave. She must have been hooking up with the Ironfang Alpha for ages." "Shameless. She’d do anything for money." The comments were a cesspool of insults and slander. I scrolled down and saw that the post had been pinned to the top and featured. The hashtag was already trending across the entire network: #BlackwoodBetaBetrayal

Vera growled, her voice raspy. The room cleared instantly as people scrambled to leave. As Cole passed me, he shot me a glare and leaned in to whisper a warning, "Mylo, you better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you die a very painful death." I ignored him and just watched Vera’s slumped back. This was my rival. The opponent I had fought for seven years. I could defeat her, but I wouldn't let her be destroyed by something this pathetic and underhanded.

"I have a friend willing to help me create chaos at the wedding, giving me enough time to escape. However, she wants me to take Kayla to the back hills of The Dark Night Pack. There, she will help me detain Kayla, creating the illusion of her disappearance to divert Harrison's attention." Rebecca's brief explanation filled me with both concern and anxiety. I immediately placed my hands on Rebecca's shoulders, locking my gaze with her eyes, and asked, "A friend? Which friend?" "Olivia Russell. She's Simon Russell's niece, and she said she sympathizes with my situation and is willing to help me." "Help you? She's here to harm you!" I couldn't hold back my frustration as I looked into my daught

says Rebecca. While Dian shoves her finger all the way up Rebecca’s tight wet pussy and now pumping her slippery pussy with her finger. Rebecca climaxed in no time at all. “Oh yessss, oh yesses you’re the best Dian '' says Rebecca while her orgasm is pouring out of her onto Dian’s tongue. Rebecca feeling fully satisfied and even closer to Dian than ever before she kneels down and kisses Dian with an open mouth in an attempt to taste some trace of her juices in Dian’s Saliva.

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

“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.”

⸻ As they prepare to leave Noah’s office… The steel door slams shut. Locks engage automatically. Red emergency lights begin flashing. A hidden speaker crackles. A new voice fills the room. Not Elias. Not the Keeper. A woman. Cold. Measured. At last. Subject B has arrived. Welcome home. The walls begin shifting. Entire bookshelves slide aside. Revealing dozens of observation windows. Behind each pane of reinforced glass… Someone is standing perfectly still. They all look exactly like Adrian. Different ages.

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.

She was annoyed at his sister for making her think that way, it was an insecure way of thinking. Atarah looked at the spot where she was supposed to been seated, she didn't see Alaric anyway but she saw the Alpha who was just coming. It was duty of the alpha to start the event with a trembling roar after making a speech. The Alpha mostly spoke about the culture and tradition of the trials, he spoke about how the moon goddess blessed the wolves with this important event and just before his roar, the full moon came out to signify the start of the event. Atarah covered her ears just as the Alpha roared, she considered it noise. It was just bothersome to have that sound echo in her head.