I Became The Heros Rival Novels & Stories

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.

As Gregoria transformed back into a mortal in defeat. Cicillia's last opponent was her. The Luna Ishetar and her name was no other than Rhea Meadows. She aclaimed the throne of Luna Ishtar by putting Cicillia in defeated as second placer. Cicillia and Rhea were the last Lunas to compete for the title of being Luna Asherah. Both huffing and puffing for breath since it was the last and final fight. The rage and hunger for the power was intense since it was a test of wit, flexiblity and endurance to beat someone who is a Luna.

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.

Surviving for a week with Hera had turned me into some sort of a hero in their eyes; excluding my father, of course. The people who didn’t even bother to look at me earlier rushed to greet me, looking for opportunities to chat with me. Even Orlando, my staunch rival, who never left an opportunity to tease me, treated me with respect now. The flattery and praises didn’t give me joy. On the contrary, every word they said in my praise felt like a disguised mockery. I had tried so hard to trap Hera; but in the end, she just vanished.

he paused and his eyes narrowed, "Luke Calvin is my rival." My eyes widened and my face became comical, Luke and Lemon were competing against each other which was the last thing I ever expected, two extremely hot guys playing against each other--you don't see this every day. I didn't like football but I was longing to watch Friday's match against Justin's team and Luke's team.

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.

He declared calmly. “Because he is your enemy?” She added immediately. “Because he is my rival.” “If he was my enemy, I would be happy to put the bullets in his head, but he was my rival, and Aslan never eliminated his rivals,” the confidence emitting in his voice and the convincing gaze announcing the truth in those intentions shook Margi.

“You can count on me.” I don’t know what Hera’s connection with The Council is, but I’m determined to find out. Is this the reason why she’s so reluctant to accept me as her mate? What if she’s a… rogue? I shook my head. That’s very unlikely. She’s River’s sister, and I know that River is from a small-village pack. “But for now, we have to focus on the hunt. I heard that you ordered for a hunt earlier in the month because of the recent problems,” he said.