Novel & Cerita Marvel Rivals Fanfiction

Sebastian's POV I sat in the back of my Aston Martin, scrolling through my tablet for the daily hand exercise game I did when I was stressed out. It was the most peaceful thing right now. The numbers and patterns kept my mind occupied. Kept me from thinking about things I didn't want to think about. I didn't involve myself in matters involving rivals. Dominic had been my rival since college. After what caused the accident of the Rossis, it separated the business deals between our families. Generational rivals. That's all we were supposed to be.

Mila politely shooed him off. "Right, pardon me." He chuckled inoffensively and walked away. She did not care taking a second glance at him…whoever he was. She needed minimum distraction right now. ________&&_______&&_________ Heyyyyyyyy everyone, We have finally hit 100 chapters. Thanks to all of you reading. Your support means a lot to me…and Mila, lol. Please, don't forget to vote for My Rival's Desire as your favourite book so that others can read the story too.

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.

My steps faltered, curiosity getting the better of me, as my eyes darted towards the source of the commotion. There, amidst the moonlit courtyard, Marcel and Maverick engaged in a breath-taking sparring session. My breath hitched in my throat as I beheld their magnificent forms. They stood shirtless, their muscular bodies glistening with sweat, their abs not only exposed but perfected. I couldn't help but be proud of being their mate and calling them mine and the strength that emanated from them.

Reporters shouted over one another while images of the Anderson family filled the screen. Mia smirked. “I have to admit, seeing Luke dragged away like that was satisfying.” Rachel’s lips curved slightly, but the darkness in her eyes remained. “It’s a shame Mr. Daniels couldn’t be arrested too,” Mia added. Rachel placed her glass down carefully. “That’s okay,” she said quietly. “I just want the empire built on my parents’ blood to crumble.” The hatred in her voice was impossible to miss. Mia studied her carefully before speaking again. “Speaking of the Andersons… what about Austin?”

It was the one thing in this entire world that had always belonged to me too. ‘Just a little longer,’ I told myself as another name was called. The girl beside me; Maria, third daughter of one of the Elder families, gasped when she heard her own name and practically flew across the grounds toward a sandy-haired wolf who had gone completely still the moment she moved. There seemed to be a sudden change in the atmosphere the second they locked eyes together and the air felt charged. They looked like soulmates who had just found themselves and were adamant on never letting each other go.

I can’t help it, his responses are just too cold and frustrating. Luca looks at me like I am insane. This is why I end up shooting these idiots. The mafia has somehow made them robotic with very little compassion and absolutely no communication skills. “You are a Davi,” he says and I finally get why he is giving me the cold shoulder. The irony about our rivalry is that our men end up so deeply involved in the war they know nothing about that they end up fighting each other. They sometimes clash even more than us, the people who should be fighting.

The particular kind of rivalry that forms between two people who are too evenly matched to ever fully resolve anything. I watched them read each other across the ring. Ronan was still in the way that meant he was already three moves ahead. Cassian rolled his neck once and settled his weight and his expression went to the same focused quiet I had seen from him in the old training ground the evening he told me something that had been living in him for two years.

Probably in discomfort from the demeaning position. He must have noticed that he was being watched and knelt straighter allowing his arms to fall back to the side He was obviously in discomfort. Soon Ashriel thought. he’d release him in ten minutes. The young alpha returned back three hours later. Yes, a tad bit longer than he had intended to but he had to get his thoughts in order first like he was going to do about his prisoner The Blackclaw alpha had two sons, Kraven and Therion. Both sturdy males who had obviously inherited their father's muscular nature. Kraven had betrayed the heir of the Silver fang pack, Ashriels brother, leaving the tile of alpha to fall into Ashriels lap.