Divine Rivals Series In Order Novels & Stories

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.

It made his ruff want to rise, his teeth ache with the need to bite down on something soft and yielding. Jax Harlan. He’d hated the guy for three seasons. Big, mouthy enforcer who never backed down, always chirping just loud enough to get under Ronan’s skin. Ronan had told himself it was rivalry. Simple. Clean. Now it felt anything but. A knock sounded against the partition. Marek, his alternate captain, leaned in. “You good, Cap?” Ronan didn’t look up. “No.” Marek hesitated. “They’re saying Harlan presented. Full omega. Right after your hit.”

When Apollo and his warriors arrived at the border of the Faron Continent, the sight that welcomed them was chaos. A swath of trees had been knocked down, the ground was full of craters, and the earth itself had been torn apart. The scene made it easy to imagine just how fierce the battle had been. Despite his sinking heart, Apollo issued orders in a sharp voice. "Unit One, hunt down any remaining Rogues. Unit Two, follow me to treat the wounded… and to find her."

"Yeah, he did! " Vlad smirked. "You should keep your mouth shut because you have tried it twice." Grace scolded Vlad too and Dom chuckled. "Can't you guys just forget the past and hug it out... " "This is not a kindergarten fight... We are mafia kings of two different countries." Vlad rolled his eyes. "I think she is right... " They looked at Massimo who just walked in. "You are young and smart, Vladimir... And we all know that it's not of any use to continue this rivalry... I tried to solve this many times in the past with Igor but he was a fool and not trustworthy..."

Whatever Halloran was planning, whatever his father might still attempt from the sidelines of a company he no longer controlled, Damian found he was no longer facing any of it entirely alone, and that fact alone changed the shape of every fight still ahead of him. The story became public knowledge in the way most things eventually did in Ashford's business circles, not through an official announcement but through the slow, inevitable seep of people who knew people, until by Friday it had become the kind of open secret that everyone acknowledged without anyone quite remembering how they'd first heard it. A gossip column in the city's business weekly ran three sentences about it under a headli

Elias growled again at the close contact, and Drake chuckled as I pulled away from his embrace. Drake was the Divine Warrior for the immortal line, just as I was the Divine Warrior for the shifter line. There was also a faerie line and a magic worker line. Always one Divine Warrior at a time only, although there could be many guardians. Of course, this was potentially proving to be untrue, as according to my traitorous bitch sister, the child that Louise was carrying could also be a Divine Warrior. But we couldn’t know for sure until the baby was older, and started showing signs.

My father’s name. My grandfather’s. Victor’s. Daniel’s. Then my mother’s. I turned the page. There were dates. Payments. Locations. Everything. My hands started shaking. “This is real.” My grandfather nodded. “This is everything your father tried to destroy.” I kept turning pages. Then I stopped. There was one final section. PROJECT HEIR — FINAL PHASE My stomach dropped. “What is this?” Nobody answered. I turned the page. There was a list of names. Ethan.

Every muscle in my body seemed to lock up, the old Alpha within me roaring at the audacity of this new one trespassing in what he still partly considered to be my territory. My eyes met Trevor’s, and our longstanding rivalry was reignited in that second. This was more than just two Alphas in a room, this was years of suppressed aggression, a clash of old orders and new beginnings. The room could have been set on fire from the sparks between us, and I knew then that whatever thin ice we'd been treading on was about to crack wide open.

“It’s cranberry.” “How do you know it’s my favourite?” “Well…” He turned around to place his books on the centre table but in the process, he accidentally knocked the cup out of my hand. I let out a gasp when the cold liquid hit my skin and instantly got to my feet so it wouldn't end up on the couch while Noah dropped the remaining books in his hand. “Shit! Sorry, Sorry,” he said in a rush as he moved his hand to my chest to help me get rid of the liquid that was quickly soaking through my chest and I took in a quick, sharp breath before he froze.