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She didn’t even give a damn about the fact that my men were behind me. If anything, I know she’d go for my head given the chance. It was amusing. And also annoying as hell. Amara had been my rival for as long as I could remember. It dated as far back as when we were kids. It wasn’t just an individual rivalry though. This was a family rivalry. The Vitales and the DeLaurentis’ had been at each other’s necks for decades. Our rivalry was something born as a result of it. Even now that I’d taken then position of Don, it didn’t mean things would end just yet. I hated her and she hated me just at much. I hated her father Viktor and the rest of her brothers. Nothing could dissolve or change that. Th

"Maybe you just haven't given me much to laugh about." "Fair point." We kept talking about nothing important from books to movies to even high school experiences. That one time in high school when I broke my arm falling off a roof trying to get a frisbee. The time he got food poisoning before a championship game and played anyway. Forty-five minutes passed before I even noticed and when I looked at the clock it was hard to believe we were rivals who hated each other's guts with the way we were talking like friends who actually liked each other.

Whispers spread across the hall, some marveling at his brilliance, others speculating about his unmatched streak. "That's Adam Kavanaugh for you," someone murmured from one of the tables. "It’s no surprise," another replied. "He's dominated the field for years. Three consecutive awards,he's practically unstoppable." The comparisons began almost immediately. The ongoing rivalry between Adam and Mateo Montero wasn’t new. For years, the two had clashed on the business front, their companies vying for the same deals and recognition. While Mateo was respected for his resilience and innovation, Adam always managed to outmaneuver him. Whether it was his sharp instincts, impeccable strategy, or shee

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!]

“Does he own this place? I have every right to be here.” Alaric raised an eyebrow. “No need for the attitude. I was just concerned about you, you know. We’ve known each other long enough.” They’d known each other a long time, yes, but they’d never been friends. From grade school through high school and even into the business world, they were often compared. Their families worked in similar industries, and they were close in age. Their rivalry started when they first met at six years old, in one summer incident where Lena accidentally hit Alaric with a ball. He thought she was rude; she thought he was soft. They’d been at odds ever since.

Thank you! After seeing the message, Ivy sent a message to the forum as well. [If it's not you, I will reach out to the admin of the forum and find out who did it. I'm going to find out who is behind those nasty comments as well. The admin has access to each and every account, so even if I can't get your student identification number, I can find your phone number.] Phone numbers were required to register an account in order to gain access to the forum, and the phone numbers were tied to the user's name. This meant that Ivy would be able to find the identities of the people who had spread rumors on the forum.

He was in his prime, and I had absolutely no interest in ever fighting with him. I didn't think even Ray could have taken him, and Ray was one of the most natural fighters I'd ever met. He was trying to teach me to be the same way, and it was going alright. He told me that there were three types of werewolves: those that were born natural fighters, those that never learned to fight, and those that became natural fighters. Ray was the first type. I just hoped that if I couldn't be the first, I could be the third. Ray was hopeful about my fighting abilities though, so I wasn't too worried.

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.