Novel & Cerita Rivals Ao3

He was waiting for me, his son and prized competitor, to emerge after my 20-minute break and win the game, bringing him pride once again. Unfortunately, I didn't think victory would be possible tonight. Not when my arch-nemesis, Damario Bloodworth, the prince of the East and my opponent, was waiting for me in that room, holding the weight of my deepest secret in his hands. "Gods, this is a mistake. Turn around and walk away, Zayn. Act like it never happened. If you don't acknowledge it, it never existed." My subconscious mind screamed at me, frantically urging me not to enter that room.

"But, Alpha Daniel, because of your decision, you are still my rival in business." He leaned in and kissed her on the lips. "Okay, so?" She locked her arms around his neck and tilted her head. "So you are still my rival, Alpha." He smiled at her, as he always found her very cute and adorable. His heart always skipped whenever she smiled at him like that. He kissed her forehead and replied, "And you are forever bound to this rival Alpha." —

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.

Whatever Halloran was planning, whatever his father might still attempt from the sidelines of a company he no longer controlled, Damian found he was no longer facing any of it entirely alone, and that fact alone changed the shape of every fight still ahead of him. The story became public knowledge in the way most things eventually did in Ashford's business circles, not through an official announcement but through the slow, inevitable seep of people who knew people, until by Friday it had become the kind of open secret that everyone acknowledged without anyone quite remembering how they'd first heard it. A gossip column in the city's business weekly ran three sentences about it under a headli

I want it to choke me until I black out and dream of him. Lucas!!. My cutie!!! I haven’t seen him in years, and the thought of him, especially the kiss we shared years ago, makes my cock throb so hard I have to bite the pillow to muffle the snarl. He’s an Alpha. I know that. I know he’ll never smell like crushed peaches, vanilla, or lily flowers for me the way an omega would. I don’t care. I want to force him open anyway. I want to watch those sharp cute blue eyes go wide when he finally realizes he belongs beneath me, my teeth buried in his throat, my knot locking him to me forever.

Every step she took across the stone floor felt like it was grinding down another layer of the composure she'd spent years perfecting, until she wasn't entirely certain how much of it remained. "My lady, the situation is unusual, but hardly a reflection on you personally, if I may say so." "Everyone in that clearing watched me get overshadowed by a rejected nobody in front of every witness that mattered tonight." Selene rounded on the advisor, a thin, nervous man named Osric who had served Moonfang's council for longer than she'd been alive. "That is entirely a reflection on me. My marriage was supposed to be the story leaving that ceremony tonight. Instead every pack in this kingdom will be

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

Everyone has tabs and blanks, but if everyone's tabs and blanks are the same, they can't be put together. Chris Gordon thought that the two of them were too much alike, which led to these awkward pairings. When they upset people together, it's fine, but when they don't, they can be aggressive and compete in almost everything. Because of this, they have similar personalities, so it wasn't a surprise that they also liked the same things. They would fight over the same shirt, the same video game character, and even the last piece of braised fish in the cafeteria. The woman they like is the same, too.

Artemisia “I, Riccardo Saviano, future Alpha of the Gray Shadow Moon Pack, reject you, Artemisia Guerrieri, Daughter of Alpha Franco of the Blood Moon Pack, as my mate and future Luna.” I flinch as my feet touch the surface of the cold water and groan as the flashback of the day in which I accepted the rejection of the love of my life resurfaces from my memories. Rick and I had been together forever. Since the day we met in our strollers, we had been a thing.

“Andrew, why aren’t you saying anything? You got closer to Willow to toy with Rias and make it so that he can’t go up against you anymore, right? Are you telling me that you’ve grown to like his sister?” “Me? Like her?” The man who had just called her “babe” was currently surrounded by his friends. He took a sip of his wine and sneered mockingly. “Rias Warma is my rival, and I want him dead. I was just wondering when the best time is to upload the videos. Why don’t I upload them on Willow’s birthday? Rias’s expression would surely turn interesting when he sees his obedient sister being so wild in bed.” “You’re amazing, Andrew!”