Rivals Novel Novels & Stories

Lyla’s silver gaze burned. The rival’s amber gaze sharpened. "It doesn’t," Lyla said. Her claws drove toward his chest. A sharp pulse of dark energy tore through the clearing. The rival’s breath hitched And then his body crumpled beneath her hands. Lyla’s breath sharpened. The rival’s breath steadied barely. His amber gaze burned toward her. "You think you’ve won?" the rival’s voice was low and cold. Lyla’s silver gaze burned. "No," Lyla said. "Not yet."

Like it was almost strange to him even now. “I started working. Building something. And eventually—” the smile reached his eyes— “I found out you had built something too. A whole company. And my company kept growing, and somehow we couldn’t help but end up in each other’s way.” He laughed softly. I laughed too, tears still drying on my cheeks, the afternoon light sitting warm and quiet around us. “Rivals,” I said. “Rivals,” he agreed. We looked at each other for a moment across everything — across Treasure and the divorce and the gala and the hotel and three years of loving each other badly from opposite sides of the same wound.

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

The Zaveri family's reputation as the city's premier red wine producers drew envy and intrigue from rivals who sought to undermine their success and lay claim to the coveted title. One such rival was Lucas Reynolds, scion of a wealthy conglomerate that had recently ventured into the wine industry with ambitions of dethroning the Zaveri estate. Lucas, a charismatic and shrewd businessman, harbored a deep-seated resentment towards Sorin and the Zaveri family—a rivalry rooted in a decades-old feud that had simmered beneath the surface of Manhattan's cutthroat corporate landscape.

Wherever this was going, Therion knew it wouldn’t be good. A horse once lived in peace, he was a horse prince and he planned to rule his horse kingdom once his father horse dies. But then he gets killed by his pig friend. Before any justice could take place, the pig dies, probably because of his filth. Now he prince horse has a younger brother but so does the pig friend. The new prince horse takes the brother to atone for the pig friend’s sins. Now Tina would you let the Pig wear what you wear? Tina who had been so invested in the short ode shook her head furiously and somehow Therion knew he was the pig

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Does he… does he like me? “Well, I’m off to school now. Bye!” I grabbed my bag, needing desperately to escape the intensity of his presence, and hurried out, waving my hands behind me as I fled. 🐺 Alpha’s Return and a Mate’s Betrayal Shifters Academy was buzzing. The energy was electric, vibrating with the news that Alpha Liam Gravens, the epitome of Alpha perfection, was back. He was the subject of every whispered fantasy, including my own. But my heart, foolishly, was bound to his younger brother, Noah Gravens, the Gamma-in-waiting.

“I was just curious.” I knew my brother, he would never sound convinced. “Rowan…” “I’m fine,” I insisted. “Are you getting into trouble?” “Not intentionally.” He sighed quietly. “Try not to create unnecessary rivalries.” I looked out across the grounds, thinking of Theo’s eyes on me. “Rivalry found me,” I said calmly. “Without my intention.” Henry went silent for a second. “Then be careful,” he finally said. “Not everyone sees competition as harmless.”

As if on cue, Jaden’s voice drifted through my mind, cold and indifferent: "I don't care what happens between you and your husband." I stared at the ceiling, a ghost of a smirk touching my lips. You aren't the only one, Jaden. Nobody cares. And for the first time in my life, that makes me the most dangerous person in this room. The silence stretched on, heavy with the weight of things unsaid and bridges burned. I reached for my phone, my fingers trembling. The world I knew was a heap of smoldering ruins, but as I watched the screen glow to life, I realized I was finally the one holding the match. I didn't need a savior or a mother’s comfort; I needed a plan. If I were going to be the villain

“In our last lives, we were both losers. Now that we’ve been given another chance, don’t you want to live differently?” Her eyes locked onto mine. The intensity in her eyes made her words strangely convincing. Almost unconsciously, I asked, “Then what should I do?” “Form an alliance with me. But first, you’ll need a new identity.” “What identity?” “Be my fiancé.”