Be Love With My Enemy Novels & Stories

she announced and placed the kit beside her. "Thanks," I simply said. "Just so you know, you're not very welcome." I stared at her with a grin on my face as I spoke. "They say, the more you hate, the more you love." "Ew! I will never consider—" I went near her, "falling...in...love with..."

"I know you were only protecting the very thing that has you sharing my bed now." "The heart can play a foolish game, Mekayla. It can take you to moments of pure bliss and bring you don't strong than the greatest force on earth. You are your own worst enemy, and only you are the one that drives it. I choose to drive mine into a pool of misery and dare I even say hatred."

I stopped him. "But even when I don't know which is real, I know that I'll still be that girl who is still in love with her brother's best friend." Ryder was shocked. His eyes widened as I sniffed and continued. "Ryder, I hate your guts, but I still love you anyway. I love you."

No, it was because I wanted her to know that I was there for her. “And that is why we choose those that we want to have as friends, as enemies and as family members. We live in a world where blood is not as thick as we believe it is, We live in a world where a stranger might be willing to support you, and we live in a world where your enemy will become your lover if given the right circumstances. I think that you and I should know that very well. I think that the two of us got married as enemies. Had it not been for that, how would I have fallen in love with the most beautiful woman on the planet? How would I have been able to understand what the purity and genuine love that a person can hav

Rosa met James in a restaurant that he owned and because she was dressed in a shaggy clothing he thought she was an employee in one of his lowest restaurants. They had an argument and they resented each other after that day. James thought Rosa was a lowlife and also arrogant and Rosa thought James was just a rich jerk. They cross paths again in the most unbelievable way possible. Curious about their story? Find out in My Enemy is My Lover.

My hands twitched, aching to rise, to touch him, to pull him in. Then his eyes dropped to my mouth. The breath rushed out of me. He was going to kiss me. I wanted him to. I hated that I wanted it. Without meaning to, I leaned in, my body betraying me. “Liam—” I whispered, but it came out too soft, more like a plea than a warning. He leaned closer, his lips almost brushing mine. Heat poured off him, making my knees weak. In the mirror behind him, I caught my reflection, the emerald gown hugging me, his tall frame looming over me and reality hit me. This wasn’t just about me. This wasn’t just about want. He was the enemy. The man I swore to destroy, not crave.

He made it seem like he wanted to attack Kelly with a punch. Luckily for Kelly, Romeo was there to save the day. He stood in front of Kelly, stopping Walters from coming close. “Love? Did you just say you once loved me?” Ciara returned with a banger. This time, Walters is the victim after making Walters feel like she was never going to speak to him anymore. "You claimed to love me, yet you broke up with me without an explanation,” she wailed. No one tried to stop her from speaking. They let her pour her anger on Walters.

We had been two people trying to escape cages that looked different from the outside but felt the same on the inside. He had seen my pain. I had seen his. For a while we had been each other’s only safe place. He was the first man I ever loved. In many ways he was still the only one. And one irreversible decision had turned us into enemies. I pressed the heel of my hand against my eyes, rolled onto my side, and let the quiet of the room swallow me. There was nothing left to do tonight but sleep. ADRIEN’S POV I dressed after another night of almost no sleep and went downstairs.

Would he think it was a scheme to get close to their Alpha? Not that I would be able to do much to him even if I wanted to – his battle prowess was unparalleled. “I’m going to stop you right there,” he said, a false cheer in his voice as he raised a finger at me. “Crosses aren’t welcome here. You can turn right back around and go back where you belong.” “I’m not your enemy!” I pleaded. “My father – I know he’s awful. I know his cruelty better than most. That’s why I need to speak to your Alpha – I’ve left my pack, and I wish to pledge my loyalty to him instead!”

“You talk about the you that survives by being alone. That man was already broken. He was a ghost. A brilliant, honourable ghost, but a ghost nonetheless. I don’t want that man. I want a man who is brave enough to be broken open. By love. By me.” His hand slid to the back of Sabatine’s neck, holding him firmly. “You say loving me might destroy you. Then we won’t let it. We’ll destroy the fear instead. Not by ignoring it, but by facing it. Together. We’ll weaponize it. We’ll use this love as our intelligence—the one thing our enemies can’t predict, can’t quantify, can’t corrupt. They think love is a weakness. Let’s prove them wrong. Let’s make it our fortress.”