Divine Rivals Series In Order Novels & Stories

“Ryan, Ethan, Champ. Put your helmets on in ten. We’ll go through the last calibration run and I want no mistakes today. Champ and Ryan, you two are leading the pack.” Around us, the rest of our team was already gearing up. Marco was stretching his arms, Kyle was busy checking Champ out while Champ? He was smiling back at Kyle. I swear it's so annoying. Zane gave a mock salute from across the pit. Ash was tightening his gloves beside Dylan, the two of them bickering like always before a big match. Beyond the line, the rival teams from Whatever teams they were in were assembling, their bikes gleaming like predators under the floodlights.

he punched my face repeatedly. "That's it! This was the Owen I was looking forward to facing. Bring it on," I snarled, pushing him off. His claws lengthened and he bared his canines at me, his eyes possessing an unyielding rage. I also lengthened my claws. Our eyes locked on each other, both of us unwilling to back down. I growled as I ran towards him. I pushed him back into the lockers creating a huge dent. The hallway turned into a chaotic space. Screams emanated from every corner and people ran like headless chickens without any direction.

“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.”

My father, the beta of the Dandelion Prime Pack, emerged followed by a few other high-ranking officials from other packs. My father’s bewildered and somewhat horrified face made me want to melt into the ground, “What has happened, Iris?” He kept his burning gaze on me. I tried to appear strong and opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. Amidst my struggling, I could sense Alpha Sergio inch closer to me again, but he offered no help. What could I say? That Alpha Sergio and I were fate mates? I shook my head slightly- it could not be. My thoughts kept going back to his deceased previous mate and how there was no way he could have gotten over her that quickly. But he does not have a cho

He brushed off my attack and continued on with his story. “Once upon a time, there were two lovely mates that loved each other very much. They were the couple that everyone aspired to be. They were practically indestructible. Even in the face of the most powerful enemies, they were able to triumph with their love. They rejoiced and rejoiced, oblivious to the fact that not all of their enemies were dead. Like a fool he was, Dalton let his guard down and left his pretty little mate in my hands. I mean, what was I supposed to do? They already took everything from me! They took away my family, my friends, and MY SUPPOSED FUCKING TITLE! So, I had to take something from them too. It's just unfortu

"Those three metal suppliers were our primary pipeline for raw gold and silver alloys! Now that Killian Sterling owns them under his new holding company, Vance Jewels has been completely cut off from wholesale material discounts! We have to pay double the market price for raw metal starting today!" Damian's jaw tightened, but he tried to maintain his cool smirk. "It doesn't matter, Father. Look at the sales board on my computer! Master Lin finished the Empress Collection prototypes last night! We opened pre-orders an hour ago, and we have already made two million dollars in advance sales!" "Two million?!" Arthur spat, shaking his head in pure fury. "You think two million dollars matters when

Each step toward the duo felt like a step into a minefield. ​"Dad, what is going on here?" Zane demanded.He was furious ​Victor looked up, his face an unreadable mask of business-like calm. He checked his watch. "You're late, Zane." ​Zane didn't care about the time. He turned his gaze to the man standing next to his father. Up close, the tension was thick enough to choke on. Ryan stood there, his eyes flashing with a familiar, burning spark of anger. The old resentment hadn't faded with time. It hadn't withered or died. Instead, it had rotted in the dark, turning into something much sharper, much more jagged, and infinitely more dangerous.

Theodore "CALLAHAN! CALLAHAN! CALLAHAN!" Three years of hearing my name chanted in this arena and it still hit different every time. Almost there. Two minutes on the clock, tied game, and I could feel the win in my chest building up. This was mine. It had always been mine and all I had to do was take it. “Move!” He zoomed past me. Prick. I was hot on his heels. That was the thing about Elijah Voss though. He never looked like he was trying.

The announcer’s voice bounced off the high ceiling: “The Falcons versus the Rivens — two teams on the road to finals. Today we find out who’s who.” We filed in. I pulled my helmet down and adjusted the strap and looked across at the Rivens as we lined up to greet them. They looked angry. Not the focused, competitive kind. The other kind — the kind that comes in already carrying something and intends to put it somewhere. I filed it and moved on. The whistle blew. Kai appeared at my shoulder the moment play began, close enough that I could hear him above the noise.

“No. I am choosing what comes next.” Without warning, the screens around them shifted, displaying live feeds from across the city. Creatures moving through streets. Engaging. Adapting. Surviving. And in some cases— Thriving. Elena felt it immediately. “He has multiple successes already.” “Yes,” Adrian said. Kade spread his hands slightly. “This is only the beginning. You are witnessing the first stage of a new order.” Elena’s voice hardened. “You are creating a war.” Kade met her gaze. “No. I am ending one.”