Novel & Cerita Falling In Love With A Rival Novel English

Ivy’s shadow still lingers in the back of my mind. I head back inside. The hardwood floor echoes my steps. I check her blog again. A fresh post titled “Out of the Shadows” already racks up likes. My stomach flips with excitement. The rivalry feels hot and alive. I dive back to my laptop. My fingers fly across the keyboard once more. I craft a story of Victor’s hands pinning me down. Lust and love pour out onto the page. My competitive edge sharpens with every word.

The sorrow hit first, a heavy, suffocating wave that burned the back of her throat, but it turned into pure, unadulterated rage in a split second. "All those late nights!" she shouted, her voice cracking. "All those emergency board meetings! All that business travel... it wasn't work, was it? It was to cozy up with your first love! You were sleeping with her while I was sitting here waiting for you like an idiot! On our anniversary, Damian?! You chose today to do this to me?!" "Stop being dramatic," Damian snapped. His tone was cold, sharp, and dangerous. He stepped closer, towering over her, his presence suffocating. "So what if I've been with Petra? Wipe that look off your face."

EVELYN'S POV I paced back and forth across my room, biting my finger, as my encounter with Damien replayed in my head. "I'm not falling for this guy, right?" I asked no one in particular, then bit down so hard on my finger that I drew blood. Eventually, after tiring my legs out, I crashed into my chair and picked up my philosophy textbook to study. Just as I started studying, the moaning started again. I slammed my palm against my face and let out a muffled cry. I was about to hit the demarcation, but my phone started buzzing.

And yet, the bond burned in my chest like a lit bonfire, and when my eyes found his across the grounds, I felt him feel it too. I started walking before I even made the conscious decision to move my body. The best way to explain it was that my body literally began moving on its own. The crowd had gone silent now. I kept my eyes on Rafael, and with every step I took, the warmth in my chest climbed higher and brighter. Building toward something it had been waiting my entire life to become. I was just fifteen feet away when I noticed it, the slight change in Rafael’s expression. One moment, his face was unreadable, and the next, every line of it had gone absolutely cold.

"Why would you do that? You hate me. We’ve spent our entire lives trying to destroy each other's stats." "Because I am your rival on the ice, Elliot, not your warden," Sebastian said, his jaw tightening until the muscle stood out in sharp relief. He took a single step back, giving me even more room, his broad shoulders dropping slightly. "I wanted to beat you in the finals. I wanted to take the cup from your hands while you were at your best. I never wanted to see you locked in a government cage because your biology betrayed you." He leaned his hip against the edge of the glass conference table, looking down at the scattered legal papers with a grim expression.

Rival I’ve always known that timing is everything. In a campus romance like this, the star athlete and the scholarship girl aren't supposed to win. I’m the one who belongs at the top of the social ladder, not Kai with his "bad boy athlete" redemption arc. For months, I’ve carefully woven a web of secrets and school scandals to keep them apart. Today was supposed to be the final blow.

“The Vale family Damon?” She exhaled slowly. “Yes.” The Vale family. Their biggest rivals. For over thirty years the Romano and Vale companies had competed for contracts, investors, and influence in the business world. The rivalry was legendary. And Damon Vale was the heir to it all. Which meant one thing. Trouble. As if sensing her gaze, Damon looked up. Their eyes met across the room. Recognition flickered instantly. Then something else. Amusement. Elena straightened her posture. “Oh no,” she murmured.

"I love you. I do not know why I do. I genuinely do not understand the specific mechanics of how I arrived here because you are difficult and controlling and you send countdown messages at nine thirty at night. But I do. I love you and I hate the fact that I love you because loving you has a cost that you have never once acknowledged." His expression had shifted into something I had not seen on his face before. Not the controlled neutral. Not the Alpha heir. Not the smirk or the warmth or the focused assessment. Something underneath all of those. Something exposed. I did not stop. "How can I fall for someone who does not consider my heart." The words came from somewhere real and I let them c

“I love the way you say my name,” Axel whispers against my neck. His breath is hot against my skin. “Axel,” I repeat. His name sounds like melted butter in my mouth. Sensual, seductive, wild. This is wrong. This is all wrong. I took a vow to commit to my husband. The first twin. Why the hell am I breaking that vow with the second, wilder twin? The wrong twin. The one that would surely ruin my life.

Damian continued, his voice shaking with fury and something dangerously close to grief, “it was Elisa’s resemblance to Annalise that made me fall in love with her at first sight. I won’t deny that. I won’t pretend otherwise.” He laughed bitterly. “And yes, my constant pursuit of Elisa in the beginning—it was because I never got a chance with Annalise, so I considered Elisa to be a fitting replacement.” Leonard’s expression twisted in satisfaction and Victory, but Damian wasn’t finished. “But that was only in the beginning,” Damian said sharply, stepping forward now, refusing to be intimidated. “Unlike you, I love Elisa for who she is now. Not because of who I want her to be. Not because I’m