I Became The Heros Rival Novels & Stories

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.

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..

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.

She told me only this, ‘When you see Gerald weak, that’s when you strike.’ I’d found it strange. Gerald has never been weak. Not even when my stepsister shattered his heart, he still defeated me in battle. My stepsister. Iris. The human pet I mocked, only to discover she was Iris Herewit all along. Her survival is still a wound in my mind. Ancient spells, hidden truths, impossible, yet undeniable.

She had used the Dark King's special serum and also received the Moon Goddess's blessing as a Luna Queen candidate. In the fight with Ivan, I targeted his legs with a swift kick. If brute strength was not my advantage, technique would be my weapon. Ivan, like me, was just an Alpha from a small pack. He came from a poor family, deprived of tonics since childhood, much like myself. Losing to him was not an option I could entertain. What excuse could I possibly have? That he was born larger than me? No, this was a battle where only skill and determination could declare the victor.

Lena read on with a mix of skepticism and curiosity. The letter went like this: “Seen the report card? I got first place this time, and you’re second. Don’t make that face like you’re not convinced. I know you’re already plotting how to beat me next time. Victory doesn’t come easy, especially when your rival is me. But, if you’re willing, we could work together to grow stronger instead of fighting like it’s life or death every day. Let me know in 24 hours.

At the very least, there had to be some input and agreement. “What about Luca Yaraghar Nolan?” Pandora asked. That was all. But then Kingston muttered. “Luca....” The corner of Kingston’s mouth turned up, confirming that he had no objection. “Luca will be my new rival.” Pandora immediately felt a twinge of amusement when Kingston snorted roughly.

Still holding her, he pulled the pants on himself. “Sorry for getting you involved…” he added once he was done. “It’s cool. What are friends for?” Alaric said with an easy grin, running a hand through his curly black hair. “That aside… you never told me you’d found your mate.” Marcus’s jaw tightened. “She… she’s not…” Marcus answered, feeling a pang at the very thought. “But I’m going to make her my Luna,”

He asked and I immediately stood up stepping away from him. "I got a call from daddy dearest saying you won the most epic fight in the history of the underworld, so here I am!" Fiona said in a sing song voice waggling her fingers before her gaze cuts to mine, finally noticing me. "Who is this?" "Oh, never mind me." I answered waving away her question, "I was just leaving." I told her with a small smile. I turned to Nicholas who was staring at me intensity in his eyes. I wanted to stay, I wanted to ask him a million questions, I also wanted to help him treat his wounds but I knew I couldn't stay. There was no longer time.