Novel & Cerita Academic Rivals To Lovers

Why not? “Yeah, sure,” I said. “I mean, we can be friends, right?” Liam stared and chuckled, shaking his head. “I don't want to be friends with you, Angel eyes.” My stomach dropped. “What?” He leaned forward, propping his arms on the counter. “Friends don't fuck each other, do they?” he husked. My eyes widened at his response. He leaned even closer. “Let me tell you a secret, I have wanted to fuck you since the day we met, angel eyes.”

CARL. We went out several times, we went back to our games, and it seemed that we could not stop dreaming, living invented experiences, all based on those encounters, as if we were still strangers, just lovers, but strangely because in that way we got to know each other even more. Rather than boring us, the opposite happened.

Gavin asked ‘’Oh my gush, I can’t believe this. This is it, your first lovers quarrel’’ ‘’What? No! both yelled ‘’Lover’s quarrel? No way. It’s just a little misunderstanding. That’s all’’ Gavin said ‘’It’s neither a lover’s quarrel nor a misunderstanding. I’ve lost my apetite. I’ll be upstairs’’ Arianna angrily left for her room while Gavin got up, took his bag and left for his car.

He wanted her to marry her mate as soon as possible, and I dreaded the idea of Isabella having to pretend that some stray wolf was her mate just to please her father. My clan wouldn’t be entirely ecstatic about our relationship either, they would no doubt go as far as banishing me for it if they found out. A vampire/werewolf relationship was not common in our worlds and would indefinitely jeopardise our status. You see, my father is one of three great elders, the elders are the leaders of the entire vampire population and they are the strongest most powerful vampires there are, due to them being the oldest.

If you’ve ever felt like love arrived late for you… If you’ve ever wondered whether you missed your chance… If you’ve ever believed that the past disqualified you from a beautiful future— This story was for you. Enemies to Lovers is about second chances, yes but it’s also about self-trust. Brielle had to trust herself enough to stay. Jaxon had to trust himself enough to change. Together, they built a life that was loud, messy, imperfect, and deeply, fiercely real. Thank you for loving them. Thank you for rooting for them. Thank you for feeling angry on their behalf, smiling at their quiet moments, holding your breath during the hard ones, and celebrating every victory—big and small.

Right there in my dorm room, Dave and I sat on my bed reading the articles and blogs about the Enigmatic family on the net. Though we couldn’t find much, the few we did find had nothing to say about Rowen. Guess Mr. Handsome Rival is an offline person, huh?

The sound burned Cecilia, and her expression crumpled slightly, humiliated. “You?” Alex scoffed, raising the glass to his lips. “You think I’m doing this to impress you? Impress a prostitute? Abeg, shift. You’re not my spec at all. You’re far from the kind of girls I even look at outside. You fool.” He ended it with another laugh. Cecilia’s jaw dropped. Heat rushed to her cheeks. “And you think you’re my spec?” she snapped back, forcing her voice steady. “If you see my boyfriend, you’ll run. He’s fine, tall, fair… I love him so much.” She twirled her tongue mockingly, her smile full of spite.

My laptop history was a testament to it—the endless tabs of dark erotica, the niche p**n sites, the stories that pushed boundaries most people wouldn’t even consider. Liam, bless his vanilla heart, had never understood it. He’d barely understood a missionary position on a Tuesday night. But Draco… Draco understood. He didn’t just understand; he fed it. He was a walking, breathing manifestation of every dark fantasy I’d ever scrolled through. And now he was my professor. The thought should have sent me running for the hills, transferring departments, changing my major. Instead, it made my clit twitch. My body, always so quick to betray me, was already anticipating the next encounter. The next