I Became The Heros Rival Novels & Stories

"If I didn't blame you, they would have looked at me more closely. I needed a distraction. Now, look at your phone." My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out with my free hand. It was a message from an unknown number. It was a video. I pressed play. The video was grainy, but clear enough. It showed a person in a dark cloak walking through the library tunnels. They were holding the Founder’s Ring. But that wasn't the scary part. The person stopped and looked directly at the camera. It was Victoria Hale. The Headmaster’s daughter. The girl who ruled the school’s social life with an iron fist.

The media still clung to his legend, repeating it as gospel. Nyxara smirked. “Hero, right,” she muttered, voice low, the word a curse. His legacy was a tapestry of lies, each thread spun to bind the world to his vision. Now, the pattern unraveled—one tug, and it all fell apart. Her rival mate drifted in, silent as shadow, leaning against the wall with the casual arrogance of an animal that knows it cannot be cornered. “He wasn’t supposed to fold,” he said, arms crossed, gaze steady on the flickering screen.

The star seed glowed brighter and brighter until it erupted into a burst of dazzling radiance, forming a new hero—a Luminarii hero, destined to protect their realm and bring balance back to the cosmos. Embracing their newfound destiny, the Luminarii hero set forth on their own extraordinary journey. With each step they took, the hero's light grew stronger, and their connection to the hero's legacy deepened. They discovered that their tale was intertwined with the hero's—their actions and choices echoed the hero's own journey of love and courage.

I hadn’t told her and Dia that I was bullied because moving to London was sort of a fresh start for me and I didn’t want them to feel sorry for me but since the three of us would be attending my former school in a couple of days, they were most likely going to find out. “You could… You could say that I don’t like them. They don’t like me too and were actually pretty mean when we went to school together. We didn’t exactly run in the same circles so -” “Why was that bitch being all nice then?” she cut me off with a frown and I drew my brows together. “What bitch?” “The blonde bitch.” “... Candi Sparks?” “No, the…” she trailed off and her lips parted slightly as stared at me for a couple of sec

They'll definitely be even stronger this year! [Wow, they're top students from an elite high school! They carry themselves so differently!] When Connor and I entered, the camera swung toward us. The livestream exploded, and the comments went wild. [What the hell?! Why are they here?!] [AHHHHHHHHHH! It's Anita Rivers and Connor Thompson! The joint champions from two competitions ago!] [Excuse me, but who are they?] [You must be new. Two competitions ago, these two destroyed the leaderboard! They took joint first by a huge margin and finished hundreds of points above the second runner-up!]

Wedding not pulling off. Her chest heaved as her father’s voice joined Austin’s in her head—belittling, mocking, dismissing her. She bit down hard, fury burning her eyes. Her fingers flew across the screen. She opened I*******m, pulled up the photos, and without a second thought, began uploading them. One after another, Racheal’s past lit up her profile, exposed for the world. Within seconds, the notifications poured in. Comments, shares, likes—her phone buzzed in her hand like it might explode.

The same ones we had used back in London. They laid the goblets gently on the altar then stepped back, holding the cushions behind them. Ava and I moved towards the altar and stood opposite my parents. “Hijo, turn and introduce the new inner gang.” My mother whispered. Ava and I simultaneously turned to face our men, “We’ll do this together.” I stated and she nodded in an agreement. “Second in Commands, Miguel Alejandro Iglesias and Eleanor Jane Carter.” I began, and Ava continued, “Hackers, Elliot Christopher Carter and Camilla Arianna Flores.” She paused for me to conclude, “And sniper assassin, Henry Viktor Smirnov.”

Kai Bennett who had made it personal every single time. He smiled slowly. It was not a nice smile. "Finally," he said. His voice was low and smooth and sharp at the edges. "My favorite rival." My stomach dropped straight through the floor. He thought I was Noah. He wanted to destroy Noah. And I had just agreed to sleep in the room next to him..

After eating all the food Jackson cooked, Hana turned to Roley and asked, "Who's in D.Ruck's The Heros contest?" "It's me," Roley said casually. "You want to join too? I'll tell the D.Ruck review board for you to take your place," Hana shook her head in protest, "No need. Are you involved as an individual?" "Yes," Roley replied. "I alone was chosen," Hana breathed a sigh of relief, "Thankfully, I joined as a teammate. We don't influence each other," "You get to join The Heros?" Roley exclaimed in astonishment. "Don't you need to participate with the consent of the review board? Are we recruited differently?"

His face was all emotionless as he stared at me with nothing but disgusting, loathing, and hatred. My heart squeezed. I opened my mouth, desperate to say something, anything, but before I could, the voice of the MC boomed through the hall. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the special event that will shake the whole city of manchester…” The crowd erupted in mad cheers, while others murmured in confusion. “I guess it's time for the proposed competition, see you there, My Rival” Andrian said before going away with the woman beside him. Her distant laughter rang like the horn of hell to my ears.