Rivals Novel Novels & Stories

Nova moved beside me, sharp, precise, fearless. Rylan’s amber eyes met mine, calculating, cruel, determined. The fight was far from over. The forest was alive with danger, strategy, and tension. And in that moment, one truth was clear: we were ready, but the battle had only just begun. I pressed my claws into the moss, amber eyes scanning, chest tight with adrenaline. The forest trembled with anticipation. Rylan’s influence lingered, shadows shifting, danger unseen but palpable. Nova’s green eyes met mine, sharp and fearless. And in that moment, I knew—the clash was far from over, and the next strike could change everything.

Control. Then he lunged. Fast, faster than my expectation. I blocked, twisted, and drove an elbow toward his ribs. He ducked under, sweeping a leg at mine. I countered, claws pushing at the edges of my fingertips; not a full shift, just enough for power. The air hummed with energy. “Not bad,” I muttered, pushing him back. He grinned. “Nice trick but you’ll need more than compliments to win.” We clashed again, blows and counters echoing through the arena. Each strike carried more heat than it should have: anger, rivalry, something I couldn’t name. The faint glow in his eyes told me his wolf was close to the surface, too.

"After all, as the elder sister, you are supposed to protect the younger ones. It's your duty to protect Camille. We can't have it any other way." The decision had already been made. My fate was sealed and I couldn't change it. I swallowed hard as my brain began to think of new ways to execute my revenge. Prince Rafael Skull was feared throughout all the land. He still had great influence even if he wasn't set to inherit the throne. He was a demon and I could still use his influence to destroy my family—. Provided I actually survive and find a way to tame him. If I succeeded, he could even turn out to be the best weapon against my family.

My brothers are not even considered as my rivals, so who the hell is he talking about? “I have no rivals! No one dares to challenge my authority in this city, no one!” I told him furiously, giving him a warning look. He checked at my words, raising his hand in mock surrender, laughing at me. “Yes, Raphael Hawkins, you have rivals. The Myers, they are your rivals. They used to be the most important people in this city, and they were your biggest rivals before they left the city many years ago, twenty-four years ago, you be precise. Do you remember the Myers?” he asked me, sounding serious this time.

There are no pupils, no iris, just endless white like fresh snow under moonlight. His smile shows sharp teeth, which I didn’t realise he had before. “Hello, Nova.” The way he says my name makes my stomach drop like a knot twisting my intestines. His cold and smooth voice wraps around me, sending a shiver down my spine. “Ready to meet your Sister?” The vibration in my collarbones spikes. The cracks in my skin widen. I suck in a sharp breath in shock. Kieran moves first, faster than I can blink, standing between Callan and me. His new hands' golden scars flare bright. “Stay back.”

I couldn't, and I wouldn't suffer. I watched patiently as the people walked in and out, auditioning, thanking the judges, and leaving their names as they filed out of the room. Soon, someone stepped in. A familiar actor. My brows creased. This was Raviel, Nick's ultimate rival in the future. The two were always fighting over an award or drama. Honestly, Raviel was more of an actor than Nick, and he was even more good-looking, but because Nick had the support of my family and Vesper's, Raviel was always bound to lose to them.

Unexpected Rivalry – Competition fuels tension – Competing for a scholarship, their rivalry turns personal, increasing both frustration and desire. 28. Heartbeats – Realization of feelings – Moments of reflection reveal growing attachment and undeniable attraction. 29. Dorm Encounter 2.0 – More than teasing – Their teasing escalates to intimate touches, pushing boundaries further. 30. Conflicted Hearts – Desire vs. pride – Internal conflicts arise as they wrestle with wanting each other but not wanting to lose the upper hand. 31. Midnight Confession – Whispered truths – Late-night honesty brings vulnerability and closeness. 32. First Intimate Night – Fire ignites fully – Pride falls away as

And now he had become someone who did not matter. A bitter smile appeared on Kieran's face. He wanted to say something more. But when he opened his mouth, he found he could not get a single word out. "Enough! The marking ceremony isn't over yet!” "Alpha, even though the person the Moon Goddess chose wasn't Wendy, she's still carrying your pup.” "Skip the blood pact!" Roland frowned and interrupted Kieran's thoughts with a low voice. His tone was inevitably somewhat urgent. In his panic, he even knocked over the bowl of blood on the table, shattering it.

I turned my gaze back to the track. “Rick has been trying to get second place on the track for months.” Dom sneered. “I’m even more appalled that Caspian was willing to bet his car… having these two race in the same track is most certainly something everyone looks forward to.” “Oh.” I slowly nodded, unable to brush off the way Rick had stared at me.. The signal went up, all engines roared to life, and I had faith that my Caspian was going to win but a gut feeling made me feel otherwise.

Rival I’ve always known that timing is everything. In a campus romance like this, the star athlete and the scholarship girl aren't supposed to win. I’m the one who belongs at the top of the social ladder, not Kai with his "bad boy athlete" redemption arc. For months, I’ve carefully woven a web of secrets and school scandals to keep them apart. Today was supposed to be the final blow.