Be Love With My Enemy Novels & Stories

Love that started with I hate you — and grew into something better than I love you. Absolutely. Here's your Mini-Epilogue to Hate You Until I Don’t — a soft, full-circle moment that echoes their growth, captures their future, and leaves your readers smiling with a tear in their chest. --- One Year Later POV: Blake The breeze felt gentler in the city today. Or maybe that was just him.

In her place was a woman who had survived, grown, and learned that love was never about possession, control, or fear. We had gone from enemies to toxic lovers, from betrayal to heartbreak, from escape to cautious reunion, and finally, to a love that was safe, respectful, and enduring. We had learned that love could be messy and painful—but worth every step if both hearts were willing to grow. As I looked at him—my husband, my partner, the father of my children—I smiled and whispered, more to myself than to him: This time, it’s real. This time, it’s ours. And in that moment, I knew it would last.

Elliot stammered, his eyes moving to the floor. Mendez let out a sharp breath, taking a step closer until he was now in front of Elliot. "And you say you really love Jade?" he asked. "Mendez, back off" Jade intervened sharply, stepping right between them and forcing his uncle to take a step back. He turned to Mendez, placing gently on Elliot's trembling shoulders, forcing Elliot to look at him. "Hey. Look at me, El" Elliot lifted his head slowly. "You don't have to do anything, okay? I told you earlier, I really don't care about the jersey. I don't care about being on the ice. I care about you. I love you" Jade said softly, his voice comforting Elliot.

But at least I could be there for Ming. I let him take the pain out of his system. He stopped crying but still hiccupping in my arms. "I know Ming how it feels. I know the pain. That’s why I never wanted you to endure it. But I know we are helpless. Love blinds us and leaves no option. I can relate your pain. But believe me it will be all happy when you will find your other half. The person will complete you and make you happy Ming". I was patting his back softly.

It’s heavy. Love is a liability, yes. It’s a vulnerability that can be exploited. It’s an exposed jugular in a knife fight. But looking at her, glowing in the afternoon light, I decide I don't care. Let my enemies try to exploit it. I will dismantle the infrastructure of their lives if they touch her. I will erase their names from history. I will make sure that when they are gone, not even a memory remains to mark that they ever existed. "Come here," I command.

“Yes, the only guy I ever ended up with was Chad. I used to love him so much, but the breakup was needed.” I face Marcus, whose face is expressionless. “I have never had anyone believe in me as much as he does. He encourages me, and he loves me too. He is scared of losing me as much as I am of losing him.” Then I face Maya. “I feel sorry this had to happen, but once more, you cannot choose who you fall in love with, and…” My voice goes low. “I am in love with your father, and I am not afraid to say it.”

"If anyone touches him it goes through me." Every muscle in Varek's body locked. The wolf under his ribs rolled onto its back with its throat bare to the sky. He did not know what his face was doing. He did not trust it. He stood there and let her say it and understood exactly, down to the floor of himself, what he was hearing. She had not said she loved him. She had not said she forgave him. She had said mine the way you say it about a border, about a wall, about a thing you will bleed to hold, and the whole of him leaned toward her like a plant toward a sun he had spent five years pretending was a fire.

"This is a contract. Rule number one: Don't fall in love with me. It would be embarrassing for both of us." I pulled my hand away. The ring felt heavy. "Don't worry, Enemy," I whispered back, using his old nickname for me. "I plan to use this year to finally get my revenge on you. Falling in love is the last thing I'll do." He smirked. That childhood smirk I wanted to slap and, for a second, wanted to kiss. "Welcome home, Mrs. Blackwood." Behind us, my father's monitor beeped a little faster, as if he heard me sell my heart to my childhood enemy. --

She blocked my path. I sighed, looking deep into her sad eyes. I knew I had said I loved you, and I knew I couldn't take it back. Especially because the damage had already been done. Moretti knew I loved her, and now she had become the number one target. “Get out of my way, Sophia.” “Don't do this.” She whispered painfully. Her eyes held mine, and I watched her heart break with each second. My father had always taught me that love gave your enemies leverage, and now, Sophia had become mine.

And after everything happened, he had even refused to say a single word in his father's defense. Decades of friendship between the two families had turned into nothing but hatred in one moment. Yuvan had been determined to make my family pay the price, but he had forgotten something. He had once loved someone with everything he had, and that person had become one of his enemies in a single night. - Night was falling, and the lamps were just beginning to light up the estate. Only the room where Yuvan sat remained dark. Sabrina searched the entire estate, but she never expected Yuvan to have been sitting in my room the whole day without moving.