Novel & Cerita Academic Rivals To Lovers Books

“And bring something formal. No scrubs.” He didn’t move. Just stood there, eyes on me like I was a fire he was learning not to touch too soon. “Lovia,” he said quietly before leaving, “Don’t fuck Alexander again.” I looked over my shoulder with a smile that burned. “No promises, doctor.” And with that, I walked away — because games like this aren’t won with hearts. They’re won with strategy. With secrets. With seduction. And I had all three. Later that evening,

" oh, from where? Because if you ask me I would say that I haven't seen any of you guys before. " " Well, we are your fans. " " Fans? For what? " "We are fans of your writing, we usually read your books and we fell so much in love with it that we started following your I*******m account and there we saw a single picture of you two. " " Oh, so which of my books have you read? " I asked. " We've read almost all your books, A CRUSH, Royal Alpha, My Beloved, Tainted, Depressed, love in the air, and so on. "

Then there's the one about star-crossed lovers, two innocent people who love each other deeply but at the end of everything their relationship is still doomed to fail just like Lancelot and Guinevere in King Arthur's mystical tale Round Table, Heathcliff and Catherine from Emily Bronte's Wuthering Heights, and Lyla and Majnun from the classic love story Nizami Ganjavi. Jakob says I have my head in too much fantasy, but I can't help but wonder... I heard car honks from a distance, then I heard the sound of a vehicle driving closer, it was probably my mom, I thought to myself. Right now I was home alone with Topaz, everyone else was basically at the back to school party grinding and making out

Adam admitted reluctantly, walking to the minibar and pouring himself a glass of whiskey. Ryan whistled low, shaking his head. “Complicated? That’s new. You’re usually the one keeping things simple. So, what’s the plan? Are you gonna pursue her or….?” “There’s no plan,” Adam cut him off, his voice firm. “She’s Mateo’s sister and Emilio’s granddaughter. We have a business rivalry that goes back decades.” Ryan raised an eyebrow. “Doesn’t seem to stop you from looking at her like she’s the only woman in the room.”

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.

But how could she be in love with me? At this point, I was positive that she disliked me. I finished my drink. I wanted to dislike her. I was going to use her as a tool against Marcus. That was the point. But then, when I touched her chin last night, when I experienced her skin, I lost control. I wanted her. I wanted to own her, completely. Not only her debt. Her. And that was a bad thing. Because in my world, the things you love most will be used as a knife.

“It’s cranberry.” “How do you know it’s my favourite?” “Well…” He turned around to place his books on the centre table but in the process, he accidentally knocked the cup out of my hand. I let out a gasp when the cold liquid hit my skin and instantly got to my feet so it wouldn't end up on the couch while Noah dropped the remaining books in his hand. “Shit! Sorry, Sorry,” he said in a rush as he moved his hand to my chest to help me get rid of the liquid that was quickly soaking through my chest and I took in a quick, sharp breath before he froze.