You Are My Rival Novels & Stories

Some of them were already falling at the grandstands, hysterically shrieking his name and crying to get his attention. But I wasn’t other girls and never would be. This intruder was, in fact, someone I’d been at loggerheads with from time immemorial—my arch-nemesis and rival, for two major reasons: One, we’d been opponents on the tracks for a few years, and he made it clear that he wasn’t going to stop trying to outshine me. Granted, he had decent skills, but that was as far as it went. Decent, but not good enough to beat me.

~Elara~ “I'm nobody's rival.” I replied, trying to keep my tone unbothered and uninterested. She scrutinized my look, grimacing as she looked at me from head to toe. “You know what? I actually agree with that. There's no way you could be my rival.” She said with disdain. “I only deal with people with class and morals and you seem to lack both.” “I don't see the use of your training if you don't use it in real life scenarios.” Ney said, her teeth gritting, ready to pounce on Anita.

His face was all emotionless as he stared at me with nothing but disgusting, loathing, and hatred. My heart squeezed. I opened my mouth, desperate to say something, anything, but before I could, the voice of the MC boomed through the hall. "Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the special event that will shake the whole city of manchester…” The crowd erupted in mad cheers, while others murmured in confusion. “I guess it's time for the proposed competition, see you there, My Rival” Andrian said before going away with the woman beside him. Her distant laughter rang like the horn of hell to my ears.

He saw me looking at him and he chuckled softly, enjoying his silly games. “Well, my dear friend, it seems like your rivals are soon going to become your inlaws.” He told me jokingly, his face becoming serious again. I thought deeply about what he just said, but I still didn’t understand who he was talking about or why he was talking about my rivals. To the best of my knowledge, I have no rivals in this city. I have no business rivals and no rival in my family either. My brothers are not even considered as my rivals, so who the hell is he talking about?

I was onto something here. “So the COO is a rival?” “A rival?” He scoffed. “More like an enemy. A foe!” BINGO!

“I like being a poison in the life of people I don’t like, but your situation is a real enigma for me, tell me exactly why I should fight you. I am not your rival and we have nothing against each other, so what’s your deal?” “Is this a game for you? You were my rival for a long time, I trained very hard with the sole purpose oof defeating you, I put myself in situations that you could not imagine just to finally be able to fight, for me you were a real model… You were the founder of the sole party of our village, you were in rifts before being in a guild, my own sister traveled from the capital just to enlist... And just as our story began... You made a loss on purpose... You made a fool of

The crimson drops blossomed against the crystal, stark and visceral, like morbid roses blooming on glass. "My blood won you this," I said, gesturing to the shattered trophy with my bleeding hand. My voice was so calm it was chilling. "And now, I'm taking back everything I've earned for you."

want to take it. I think I'll save it for my little brother I'm strong and an effortless leader however I just don't feel like being the alpha is my destiny. Tonight is my party and the first time I will shift it is also the day I'm able to meet my mate and the last day of my senior year at bright moon high, it's going to be a busy day. I'm nervous and can't wait I get lost daydreaming about meeting my mate tonight, as almost all of the surrounding packs ranking members are invited but for now I guess I should get up and get around for training before school. I gather my clothes for a shower, I quickly shower, get ready in my black workout pants sports bra and sneakers. , I throw my long bl

And I knew how jealous she was when she thought that I was seeing someone. “We’re not together,” she had said, but I knew that it wasn’t so simple for her. And it wasn’t so simple for me, either. Suddenly, I was pulled out of my reverie when my rival, a guy who went by the name ‘Jet’, pulled up beside me. His car was a sleek black, just like his attitude. We locked eyes through our helmets, and a silent understanding passed between us—this would be a battle, not just a race. But wasn’t it always?

Everything got ruined. There is also one person who see me as a rival. Still, I don’t even care whether it was a competition between us or not. After all, it isn't a competition in the first place. Since a competition means that you are competing to one that is in the same level as you. Do I sound so boastful? Well, maybe I do. But what can I say if that is the thing that I’m thinking right at this moment? Everything changed when I suddenly opened my eyes and I am in some place that is clear white.