Novel & Cerita I Quit Being The Male Lead's Rival

She grabbed my chin so hard it felt like she wanted to crush the bone beneath her fingers. “William! Do you have no shame at all? How dare you crawl into another woman’s bed and cheat on me? Are you that desperate for women?” Looking at her furious expression, I only found it absurd. Ignoring the pain shooting through my jaw, I sneered, “You’re the shameless one, Juniper Green. Weren’t you hopelessly in love with Sean in our previous life? Didn’t you hate me for standing between the two of you? Weren’t you the one who personally signed off on the agreement to donate my bone marrow and sent me to my death? So now that I’ve willingly stepped aside and fulfilled your dream of being together, wh

"You two have hated each other since Derek transferred here." "We do not hate each other," I said, though even I was not sure if that was true. "We are just rivals." "Rivals who got into a massive fight that hospitalized both of you," James pointed out. "Rivals whose teams have been at each other's throats all season. Rivals who have been competing for the same girl." "The fight was weeks ago. And we are not competing for Lila anymore." I took a sip of my coffee, burning my tongue in the process. "She made her choice. Derek won. End of story."

He had a pen behind one ear, and his button-down shirt was a touch wrinkled. "David Park," he said, reaching out with his free hand to Angela. "I'm playing Jun, Sophia's brother. He's the one who is too protective and thinks every guy she dates is a serial killer." "In fairness," Keisha said, "her ex is kind of an emotional serial killer in the script." "Good point," David said as he adjusted his glasses with his knuckle, being sure not to spill his coffee. "I'm really excited about this project. The script is nuanced, you know? Jun isn't just the protective brother stereotype. He's got his own stuff going on."

Somehow, I ended up with countless suitors. I never paid attention to those rich boys. People thought I was an “ice queen,” but only I knew the truth—I understood perfectly that they were only interested in my face and wanted to play around. I had no safety net, no second chance. I couldn’t afford to waste time on romantic games. Until one debate competition. My opponent was Alex—the proud campus celebrity who had always gotten whatever he wanted. And he lost to me. After the match, he stopped me, his eyes shining brightly.

It's time to face the challenges that lie ahead. Opening the drawer of my study table, I'm greeted by a photograph of David from his younger days. The memories flood back, reminding me of the love that stole my peace and left me restless. But it was all one-sided. David never cared about my feelings. That doesn't matter anymore. I made the choice to marry his business rival, Mr. Stark, and now our sons are destined to be rivals as well. I raised William with the intention of turning Michael into not just a rival but an enemy. As I gaze at David's picture, emotions swirl within me. I close the drawer, locking away the memories of our tumultuous past. The present demands my attention. Our rece

“But you know very well that once that she and I will be married, no one will not be above her. I know that you dreamed of being in his place, and now you're trying to settle for your place as best friend. Because “that’s already it.” She looks away. I smile. “I always saw through your game Natalie. » I look at her, now well and truly ready to dismiss her. “I see through yours too Damon. >> She turns around and finally leaves. Sasha J. Morales Jonathan although a little arrogant and self-confident also happens to be very, very attractive. I can see why him and Damon are rivals. They look a lot alike. “Can we speak informally?” » I just nod my head and drink from my glass of water.

“No, it doesn’t. Vivian is my mate. You are nothing to me.” The finality in his tone was a slap to the face. My knees felt weak, but I couldn’t let this end like this. “Eamon, please,” I begged. “We’re fated mates. I've waited and prayed for you. You can’t just reject me.” He sighed, exasperated as if I were a nuisance. “Very well, if you insist.” He straightened, his voice echoing through the hall. “I, Alpha Prince Eamon, son of Alpha Rowan of the Red Crescent Pack, reject you…”

This wasn’t the same girl he rejected. This was someone else entirely. Someone powerful. Someone dangerous. Someone he didn’t control anymore. And for the first time— He didn’t know how to get her back.

Every part of me was screaming that I had just walked away from the one thing I actually wanted and the reasons I kept giving myself were getting thinner every time. But I couldn't. Not yet. Not when everything was this messy and this tangled and this public. He is the rival of my ex boyfriend! The drama this would stir could tear me apart and I wasn’t ready for it at all.

The partnership was not established; neither of them wanted to give anything away, and so they continue to this day as rivals. After six months of seeing each other, I resigned from the other company and started to work as a secretary for the sexy Mr. Stevens, the arrogant businessman with a firm wrist. This is how his rivals described him, but after meeting him in person, I drew my own conclusions. And I found myself hopelessly in love.