My Ruthless Opponent Novels & Stories

Alan stood up at once. the only thing he was proud of in his life was his passion of being that top model that everybody wants and now when he saw his name in the second place, he clenched his fists in rage. The rage was so steamy that his nails tore down his flesh making his palm bleed out of his closed fist.

I gasped out loud, bending my head all over, my vision blurry as his cock hit me hard He watched my face the whole time, his eyes dark and ruthless. It was almost as if he knew my plan, like he wanted to ruin me the same way I wanted to ruin him.

"What do you mean, ruthless?" "No matter what they say, no matter what happens, how much pain you're causing your opponent, you have to take him out." Sassy's tail twitched as his amber eyes flashed fire. "Do you understand? It's not enough to win, you have to kick him when he's down." "What is wrong with you people?" I shuddered, hugging myself, Meira pressing into my side as we both finally understood. "I'll fight and I'll win, but I'm not a bully."

I knew they loved my ruthless fighting style, and I was ready to show them why I was known as "The Enforcer." My opponent took a step towards me. I couldn't help but notice the tightness in his muscles and the intensity in his eyes, which were firmly locked onto mine. He exuded an intimidating aura, with his formidable size dominating the space around him. However, instead of feeling fear, I found myself welcoming the danger that lay ahead. I loved the rush of facing someone who looked like they could kill me.

“With an opponent like Zedkiel, he stands no chance.” My heart that had begun racing slows a little and I observe her for a second before giving her a small smirk and turning to my opponent. Oh, how I’ve been fucking waiting for this. I don’t doubt her feelings for me, not after this morning. I look over at the loser in front of me and give him a cold smirk. I’m ready to kill. “Let’s do this pup.” I sneer, rolling my neck. “Alpha Zedkiel Vilkas versus Alpha Sinclair Welhaven! On go… Three… Two… GO!”

I gape at my knuckles, gazing as the black clasps wraps tightly around it, and I know that very soon, it will be blood spewing out of it. Blood of whoever is ready to face me out there. The blood of whoever is willing to take me on out there. The blood of my opponent, and I'll enjoy every last second of feeling it against my knuckles, having them at my mercy. I will enjoy every damn second if it because that's what I do, and that's who I am.

Raven I dodge the blows of my opponent. He is larger and stronger than I am, but I’m more agile. He uses a pattern while he fights, three quick jabs to the lift of my torso, his aiming for my ribs, followed by an uppercut from the right. He finishes it off with a kick aimed at my right ribs. He tries to mix it up, by switching sides, but that’s just of his moves. He can also pass for the tree since he has been rooted to almost the same spot the entire fight. I dodge all his attempts to hit me, but I can’t dodge forever. Eventually, he will land a punch and judging by the hulk size biceps, it’s gonna hurt. My body and muscle ache and I don’t have much strength left. If I can get him off balan

Each dodge, each counter was deliberate, calculated. “You’re faster than I expected,” Rovan grunted, narrowing his eyes. “Not bad… for a new Beta.” “Not new,” I corrected sharply, stepping closer, letting him feel my presence. “I’m Iris. And I’ve learned the cost of underestimating an opponent.” He lunged again, and this time I was ready. My fist met his chest with a thud, sending him staggering backward. He grunted, adjusting his stance. “Hmm… impressive,” he admitted. “But let’s see how long that lasts.”

I had to focus. I blocked out the crowd. I blocked out the banners. I blocked out every stare watching me. Then I saw him - My opponent. The person who I would fight was House Krath’s representative - Cedric Halvane. He was a fifth-year. He was tall, broad and heavy with muscle. He was the kind of male wolf who had spent years knowing he was stronger than most people around him. His stance was perfect. His shoulders were loose. His expression was calm. He was dangerous. Everyone knew it.