Unscramble Rivalry Novels & Stories

Tension ran through the space, visible in the way they shifted, reacted, hesitated. “This one is not ready,” Elena said. “No,” Adrian replied. “That makes it volatile.” “Yes.” A figure broke from the group suddenly, its movement sharp and erratic. It lunged at another without warning, triggering a chain reaction of aggression. The cluster fractured instantly, chaos erupting where there had been only instability before. Elena stopped. “This is what happens without structure.” “Yes,” Adrian said. “And this is what will spread,” she added. The conflict intensified, the figures turning on each other in unpredictable bursts of violence. There was no pattern, no control, only reaction.

"Buy yourself a new dress and look pretty. Just do this for me or I'll be in jail, and you'd be on the streets. It's your choice." I turned around and walked out of his study. I walked through the hallway of the penthouse that we were about to lose. I went into my room and locked the door. I sat on the edge of my bed. My hands were shaking now. Silas Thorne. The rival. The man who hated the Vane family almost as much as he hated to lose. He didn't want a wife; he wanted a trophy. He wanted to humiliate my father by owning his daughter.

Dimitri Volkov is the Ice Prince of the Bratva—cold, calculating, and utterly untouchable. Nikolai Petrov is the Demon of the Syndicate—volatile, unpredictable, and obsessed with one thing: destroying Dimitri. For three years, their war has painted the city red. When a fragile truce is called, they meet on neutral ground at the Colosseum, an underground theater built for blood. But the meeting is a trap, and they're ambushed by a rival gang looking to take them both out. Forced to fight back-to-back to survive, they escape—barely. In the aftermath, something dark and dangerous begins to grow between them. The hatred is still there, but now it's laced with obsession, with desire, with a

They kept using me, switching positions, trading places, competing with every thrust and filthy word to see who could make me break harder. By the time they finally let me collapse, I was a trembling, cum-covered mess — ruined, claimed, and completely addicted. Rylan kissed my forehead, almost tender. “Round two starts in ten minutes, little new girl. Better catch your breath.” Rhys smirked from the other side of the bed. “Or don’t. I like you desperate.” The rivalry had only just begun. And I was already terrified of how much I wanted both of them to win.

Candi stated with repulse adjusting herself on Tyler’s laps. “Ty already got some with the tomboy, trouble in paradise already?” Shane said wiggling his eyebrow “i bet she couldn't get enough and she just have to crawl begging back,” one of the boys commented, the whole table erupted into laughter and what was left of the courage I built up shattered immediately. Clover, one of the players-who is also a jerk-sitting at the edge of the table, then stretched his legs forward when a boy was passing with his lunch tray and the content landed on my body as the boy tripped.

truth is I'm very nervous" what if I'm your mate Adam says playfully wiggling his eyebrows at me. we arrive at the training grounds with a minute to spare but every one else is already there, some are stretching others are standing in groups Sarah and I see our best friends Devon Bailey and Leah, and we decide to join them in limbering up. about five minutes after we start stretching and getting warmed up beta Harvey is ready to start. he starts by running us five laps in human form. then he has us spar in both human and wolf form I pin Sarah's brother Adam a few times, he is the future beta, him and Sarah being beta Harveys children. you can tell even tho Adam is trying to be cool about it

I don't like fighting so I always understand his unreasonable reasons. But today, today no matter how much I am trying to tell myself that it's fine, that it's okay...that he might really be so busy that he forgets his girlfriend is waiting for him in the most dangerous place of our territory. I just can't stay calm anymore. He...he must have forgotten, right? " Or maybe he just doesn't care." Raven, my wolf replied inside my head, making me throw the wooden pillar down the cliff. I am not this violent usually. Not this angry. But Jeffery really pissed me off today. And my wolf...saying logical things like this. It's pissing me off even more.

I replied, pointing my fingers between us. “What we have going on between us is forbidden. Giving it a label is like exposing our secret in broad daylight,” I said with a grimace. Ethan raised his head from my chest and sat up. “Frenemies… how about that?” He asked. I scoffed and moved closer to him. “I have never seen you as my enemy. We are rivals, not enemies,” I replied with a smile. He rolled his eyes. “Whatever!” “How about… friends?” I questioned. “That's a good label, isn't it?”

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.