Divine Rivals Series In Order Novels & Stories

The area around the board where the ranks were posted was immediately filled with voices and sounds of discussion from the students. "What the hell? Is it really possible?!" "Anita Rivers? Connor Thompson? Who are they? I've never heard of them!" "Weren't Owen and Tessa always first and second? Where are they?" "Look lower! My God, Owen is third and Tessa is fourth!" The classmates who had just been praising the Genius Gemini fell silent. They looked from the ranking board to Owen and Tessa's pale faces. Both looked as if they wanted to speak but could not.

"So you’re a thief and a failure. Great. That doesn't explain why we’re in a tunnel that looks like a grave." "Because this isn't just a tunnel," Maxwell said, turning back to the path. "It’s the Order of St. Jude’s trial ground. Every heir who wants to lead has to pass through here. Victoria didn't just want the ring. She wanted to bury the competition. Literally." We started walking. The only sound was the drip-drip of water and our boots hitting the mud. Every shadow looked like a person waiting to grab us. I felt like the walls were closing in, squeezing the breath out of my lungs.

Jake didn’t respond. He just attacked. Their clash was immediate and violent. The platform shook under the force of their blows. The leader moved with unnatural precision, matching Jake’s speed. “You fight well,” the leader admitted. Jake growled. “I’m not fighting for me.” Alex Arrives The door burst open behind them. Alex stepped onto the platform, breathing hard. His eyes locked onto the scene instantly. Jake. The leader. The device. Alex didn’t hesitate. He ran forward and joined the fight.

Sebastian's POV I sat in the back of my Aston Martin, scrolling through my tablet for the daily hand exercise game I did when I was stressed out. It was the most peaceful thing right now. The numbers and patterns kept my mind occupied. Kept me from thinking about things I didn't want to think about. I didn't involve myself in matters involving rivals. Dominic had been my rival since college. After what caused the accident of the Rossis, it separated the business deals between our families. Generational rivals. That's all we were supposed to be.

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

She had drunk countless bitter potions repeatedly. Every time the test results came back negative, she suffered a beating from Roland. Pain and fear left her unable to refuse any of his demands. "Now that everyone is here, the ceremony will officially begin." Roland stood between Wendy and Kieran. He clapped his hands, and an Omega immediately brought forward a bowl and two daggers. "The first part of the ceremony is the blood pact. Alpha, please cut your palm along with Ms. Quinn and let your blood drip into this bowl."

They would’ve been really overthinking if the rivalry was not that much but it was not the case. “Ace, whatever Freddie said is true.” Jacob spoke. “Jacob... you saw how Edwin supported your relationship. I don’t think he'd do anything like that.” “Ace, just because he is supporting Kate, doesn’t mean the rivalry is ended. I still loathe him and his college mates except Kate. The rivalry is still on. You also loathe him, right?” Ace gulped not replying anything for a moment. The truth was, his hatred on him was gone a long back. It was replaced with some other feeling, that Ace also wasn’t aware of.

She met his eyes, genuinely curious. “From anything. From anyone.” They held each other’s gaze. After everything that had just happened between them, they were still talking about the old rivalry. “Am I that important to you?” she teased. “Important enough that you’d protect me from your own family?” He didn’t answer. After a long moment, she spoke again, quieter this time. “I was born into the animosity between the Wrights and my family. Both sides have always fought for power and dominance, and honestly… I still don’t understand it. Maybe that’s why I never cared about business.”