Novel & Cerita I Ship My Rival X Me

The floorboards groaned beneath an agonizingly steady weight, moving closer and closer toward our door. "Stay behind me," Jace whispered sharply. Without waiting for a response, he shifted his body, stepping firmly in front of me to place himself directly between the unknown threat and where I stood. In the pitch black, his fingers found mine once more, his grip tight, unwavering, and protective. My heart hammered against my ribs, each thud ringing like a war drum in my ears. The rivalry that had driven us apart for months was entirely dead, replaced by a deep, unbreakable anchor between us.

Me: Alright, send me a name or I’m just going to call out the first one that comes to mind. Typing bubbles. Gone. Silence. Then finally. SpectatorX: You really don’t have to do it. I grit my teeth. Me: Yeah, I do. You bought it. You get what you paid for. More silence. Then it lands: SpectatorX: Xavier. I whisper it once, slow. Xavier. Letting it roll around my tongue, savoring it like chocolate melting in my mouth. It feels real, heavy. Dangerous. I can’t stop the grin that curls. I type back: Sexy. I like it.

What about your other virtual partners? Mr. X says: Other virtual partners? Dalia, I’ve been talking to you for a long time, I’m exclusive to you online. Dalia Penedo Salazar says: So what will it be like? Surely our schedules will not beat anymore... we will move away and... then... will be the end. And then you’ll find another one to put in my place. Mr. X says: Dalia, are you jealous? Jealous? I’m jealous? I can’t be jealous, because if I am... it means I’m in love with X.

And now he had become someone who did not matter. A bitter smile appeared on Kieran's face. He wanted to say something more. But when he opened his mouth, he found he could not get a single word out. "Enough! The marking ceremony isn't over yet!” "Alpha, even though the person the Moon Goddess chose wasn't Wendy, she's still carrying your pup.” "Skip the blood pact!" Roland frowned and interrupted Kieran's thoughts with a low voice. His tone was inevitably somewhat urgent. In his panic, he even knocked over the bowl of blood on the table, shattering it.

"You wanna die.... Ehn.... You think you can just die, what about your parents, me, your company." He didn't move, he just stand there, still, staring at me.... While I try to control my emotions. I feel angry, hurt and at the same time sad. "Xavier...." He connects his lips with mine, cutting me shut. (My little chocolatings, given those two a ship name *Xap.* what do you think, or you got a better ship name? Like and comment like always. Wait and also, the next chap is a 18 rated scene, please skip if you don't have a liking for sex scenes. Love yal. ADIOS.)

I honestly answered. They give me a confused look. “ who? Danielle asked. I took a breath first before speaking “ it was the guy who insulted me in a match, the guy who miserably defeated me on my live stream” I answered. “ wait… don’t tell me it's…” Blaire cut his own words. “ yeah. It's him, ren Ishikawa or also known as XIX Tier ALPHA.” I said. I can't describe what their reaction was but I think it is mixed with confusion and shock.

Still feeling irritated, he gritted his teeth and stared at Serena’s phone screen, muttering, "Telepathy, huh? Who do you think you are, trying to have telepathy with Serena..." "..." Serena chuckled, unable to hold back. "Mr. Blaze, Vega is my best friend, and you’re jealous of a woman?!" "I don't care about her gender. Anyone who competes with me for you is my rival in love!" The sound of ‘Dream’ blared again, so many times that Serena couldn’t keep track. She glanced at his pants pocket. "So many calls, and you’re not answering any of them?!" "Not answering!" Xavier lowered his head, his attention still on Serena’s fingers. "They’ve got nothing important to say."

I felt my heart drop and anger welled up in me when my eyes fell on my step-brother's pale, smirking face. Xavier Vlad, the only rival I had to the vampire throne. What the hell was he doing in my place?!

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?"

Done with this childish rivalry, my wolf growled the truth I didn’t want to face. Rivalries don’t fade when you’re forced into the same territory. They ignite. I knew for a fact that this was going to be a wild ride.