I Became The Hero's Rival Novel Novels & Stories

Stubborn as always. "I’m in Rio. She's assigned to me. " Once a woman patted him. And I couldn’t help but be jealous. They are kind of close. He didn't pay attention before so what's the change? I smiled bitterly. This is nonsense. I couldn’t wait for Rio to leave and unleash fireballs. I smirked when fear registered into the girl's face. I surrounded him with fire as well. I will not kill him. "Ah." I grabbed my head when it suddenly hurt. Fuck the bitch is from d2 same as Angel. I blocked her from controlling me. No one can control Iris Quaison.

And now the Moon Goddess, in her twisted sense of humor, had decided to shove him straight into my life. Not just my pack. My family. I clenched my fists. I knew I had better things to take care of after campus, so these stupid rivalries due to a game were soon going to be over, and I could focus on more important stuff. He'd called me a loser several times during games, calling himself better, I didn't really want to engage with him that much because I knew what I was capable of, eight months and I’d be done with campus. Done with this childish rivalry, my wolf growled the truth I didn’t want to face.

I poured oil into the fire by reminding them, "Don't forget to replace our phones. You smashed both of them." Just then, Owen spoke, his eyes red. "I refuse to accept this. One exam proves nothing! If you have the nerve, compete against us in the national academic competition!" He screamed at us, "Anita, Connor, do you have the courage to bet against me? Put the guaranteed admission spots on the line!" Connor scoffed. "Bet against you? The spots already belong to us. Why would we wager them?" I laughed too. "Exactly. Why should we risk something that's already ours just to entertain you?"

Vera growled, her voice raspy. The room cleared instantly as people scrambled to leave. As Cole passed me, he shot me a glare and leaned in to whisper a warning, "Mylo, you better keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you die a very painful death." I ignored him and just watched Vera’s slumped back. This was my rival. The opponent I had fought for seven years. I could defeat her, but I wouldn't let her be destroyed by something this pathetic and underhanded.

"This entire week has been pure hell for you. You've been drowning in stress, and I'm sick of watching my best friend fade away when I can actually do something about it." My chest heaved. She wasn't wrong about the hell. My mind had been a violent, non-stop battleground ever since the moment I spilled that coffee and saw Kenneth's bare, pristine forearm. The discovery had fractured my reality. All week, my brain had been desperately trying to force the pieces together. I was certain now—the man at the CEO desk was absolutely not the man from the penthouse. But the terrifying, impossible question remained: Who took my virginity? And why did they share the exact same face? I let out a harsh,

It was an opportunity to create the world she have ever wanted with the kind of people she always wished for. She looked at Mercury and her lips curved into a smile. In her novel, Mercury is one of the strongest people, almost impossible to fight cause he sold his soul in exchange for power. She made him powerful that it would be impossible to bring him down. She did it cause she had a plan to power up the male lead. If she could get Mercury on her side, she would be invincible. Rielle was surprised at herself. She should be worried and bothered about being in a different world but here she is, happy about everything. Happy that she was in a world she created and can control at her own will.

They, too, became beacons of hope, defenders of justice, and champions of unity. In a distant realm called Zephyria, a young warrior named Kael discovered an ancient book recounting the hero's tale. Intrigued by the hero's unwavering courage, Kael set out on a journey to find the remnants of a long-lost artifact that could tip the balance of power in favor of darkness. Armed with the hero's story as his guide, Kael faced relentless challenges, but he knew that his actions would ripple through the cosmos, just like the hero's before him.

“So what are you gonna do? Play hero? Warn her?” “I—” “Listen, Rival. This place doesn’t reward heroes. It buries them.” I swallowed. He was right. But the weight in my gut didn’t leave. I couldn’t just do nothing. Even if she was my rival. Even if we hated each other’s guts. Something about it felt wrong. I barely slept that night. Kept seeing her face twisted in rage. Kept hearing those bastards laughing. Kept wondering if my silence would be what got her killed.

My hair that cascaded down my shoulders shimmered brightly in the light, and my lips formed a real smile. "Annemarie, I'm ready!" I announced, turning to my nanny. "Let's go so I can see Papa. "Of course." Annemarie smiled. "Come." I rushed forward and grabbed the hand that she held out to me and began to follow. We headed out of the room and down the hall towards my father's study, where he would be looking over reports about the most recent war with the hunters. It was during this war that Ivan would become a hero and take over his brother's pack when that bastard took my father's place after his death.

He declared that I was no longer of the royal bloodline, called me a traitor who's to be killed on sight. The betrayal then hit deep. The man I had known to be my uncle for years, the man I had loved when he ruffled my hair suddenly became a stranger, someone who wanted me dead. They hunted me, and I ran. The only brave thing I did was still going by my name. A way of wanting people to know when the time comes that I existed, that the man ruling was fake, and that the real Alpha still existed. Everything stuck to my head like glue, one single scene refusing to be erased. I will reclaim the pack. I will avenge like Mother wanted me to and the way to do that?