Her Deadly Rival Novels & Stories

I ask, dumbfounded, low-key having the idea. “You think I'm the only miserable bitch here who fucks any potential cock she can find?” she asks venomously. “No, Keila. I know everything. I know everything about you and Jordan…” My heart is on my throat and my eyes twitch in anxiety. “and also his brother…Sebbastian Steele.” By this time, my other leg follows and they're completely in sync as I retreat slowly. After hearing the words she speaks, terror sucked the very breath and words from mine. I hear a faint gasp: I didn't realize it's my own not until later.

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.

Is this just revenge for your brother and niece, or is there something else? Valerie's eyes brushed past me without interest and her face revealed nothing. Does it matter? ” My breath escaped in a sudden burst. “Yeah. It does. ” She leaned back against the chair, crossing her arms. Sophia messed with the wrong person she said finally. My sibling became entangled in a situation involving her which resulted in the deaths of both him and my niece. Emily you understand she deceives people about many things beyond just her baby's paternity. ” I stared at her trying to figure her out.

I reminded Marco in a whisper. "Of course, I don't hit women. But I'll make sure to make your life as miserable as hell. If you ever think of acting smart and doing anything dumb, I promise I'll kill every one of you, starting with your brother. You will come to know what pain is, so you better dry your tears, my precious wife," he declared. I remained silent, my chest heaving repeatedly with anger. "I hate you, Marco," I muttered under my breath. He pulled my chin to meet his gaze. "Would you look at that, we already have something in common."

He staggered, spit red, but his answer wasn’t retreat. It was a hook. Sloppy, but real. It caught me across the cheek. I laughed, blood on my teeth. “There it is. Your first bite.” His grin was half-feral. “Then keep feeding me.” The night it happened, the pit was overflowing. Word had spread — Rival fights till death. Rival can’t be killed. Rival is the pit. The rails bent under the weight of bodies pressing close, cash flying, chants deafening.

If she denied drugging me, then I was a willing accomplice. If convicted, I wouldn't just be permanently blacklisted by every Ivy League school. I would be totally stripped of my inheritance rights! Then, Victoria could legally take control of everything. And I'd be left with nothing. "Mother of the year," I said, looking at her cold, calculating face. I was completely done. I ripped my expensive silk shirt and wrapped my bleeding hand. Then I turned to the national broadcast cameras and ripped off the final veil myself. "What you brought me every night wasn't a health drink. It was poison!"

He turned to look at me and whispered, "Don't tell Jillian that I'm planning to remarry. I'm worried she won't be able to accept it for now. I'll introduce her to her new mother when the time is right." Meanwhile, Jillian was relishing in her victory, completely clueless about Kelvin's plans. She eagerly grabbed my wedding photo and threw it to the ground before stomping on my face in the photo. "I did it! I finally defeated my rival!" Any lingering affection I had for Jillian was snuffed out at that moment. I couldn't help but find her pitiful and ridiculous. I wondered if she would still be able to smile when she realized that she was about to get a new rival.

He lunged toward her fast and lethal. Their claws collided. A sharp pulse of dark magic split the air. Lyla’s breath hitched. The rival’s claws slid toward her chest fast. Lyla’s body twisted beneath the strike. Her claws sank into his side. The rival’s breath sharpened. His amber gaze burned beneath the thin stretch of light. "You’re strong," the rival said softly. Lyla’s silver gaze burned. "You have no idea." The rival’s claws flashed toward her throat. Lyla’s body twisted beneath the strike. Her claws tore through his ribs.

They were far too familiar with Adeline’s tantrums. “I’m heading out now,” I muttered. From the side, David smirked. “So you were teasing me for being a mummy’s boy? Look at you now, a total sister’s boy. Afraid of your own sister. How embarrassing.” I didn’t bother replying. I just rolled my eyes and quickened my pace. I knew he was talking about me, but I wasn’t in the mood to argue. I hurried toward the dorm entrance, only to come face-to-face with a furious Adeline. Oh no. I’m finished.

"You're insane! I won’t stand here while you slander me! That witch you call a friend is the real criminal. A murderer! She killed Damon's father and ran away. Now she’s trying to kill my husband too. I’ll make sure she rots in jail where she belongs!” "I really admire your confidence, Bels. You stand tall and proud for someone who's guilty of a lot of crimes. You killed Richard Cross, you poisoned Amber in jail, and now you’ve tried to finish her off because Damon wants nothing to do with you. Face it, you’re jealous. That's why you try to kill Amber. Did you think killing her would make him love you?” "Shut your filthy mouth! Damon doesn’t love her, he loves me! He’s mine, and I won’t let