Best Enemies To Lovers Romance Books Novels & Stories

If either of them were found out, they would be disowned by the family. Earth knew of the rule from his past life, but Sky was a free-spirited kind of person. As the weeks went by and they grew closer, they shared their deepest secrets with each other. Earth did his best to contend with his rival, who is his senior, but eventually lost to him. He just accepted that being friends could be better than being lovers. Because if they eventually break up, their friendship is considered gone. This was his biggest regret, for not fighting his love for Sky. Especially when he found out about the accident of Sky.

The worse the hatred gets, the stronger it becomes. Over the centuries, there have been a few other recorded cases. A werewolf beta and a vampire healer during one of the shorter wars. They tried to run away together and got hunted down. Another pair, a witch wolf hybrid and a demon vampire mix actually managed to seal the bond and brought twenty years of peace before it all fell apart again. But never between two ruling kings. Never powerful. The bond doesn’t care about their hatred. It only cares about balance.” The boy shivered as thunder rolled outside. “What happens if kings get the bond, Nana? Will they fight it like the others?”

he warned, his voice low. "Outside of this paper, you're still my enemy. We aren't friends, Zane." ​"Yeah, whatever. Enemy, rival, stranger pick your favorite label," Zane rolled his eyes, though there was a flicker of something like hurt in his gaze that he quickly masked. "But, at least around our parents, try not to look like you hate my guts. We need them to believe we’re happy so they stop poking into our business. Shouldn't fake love at least look halfway real?"

As a child, Elena Carter witnessed the brutal murder of her father, a decorated detective, at the hands of men she believed to be part of the Mafia. That night, her world shattered, and she vowed to dedicate her life to avenging his death. Years later, she becomes a detective, determined to bring down the very criminal empire she holds responsible. Her mission leads her deep into the city’s underworld, where she goes undercover to get close to the ruthless and enigmatic Adrian Moretti, a powerful Mafia boss feared by many. Cold, calculated, and untouchable, Adrian is a man who trusts no one—but when he crosses paths with Elena, something shifts. She intrigues him. She challenges him. And,

That slow drag of her fingers along my shaft, the way she blew warm air across the tip—it pushed me right to the edge. “Shit… but you never tattooed any of your lovers,” I muttered, still staring at the ink on her breast—Brant, forever written on her skin. “But you’re my favorite, Brant,” she said. “And I know I’m yours. I’m not saying you have to do the same. I did it because I wanted to. Because I like it.”

I could easily see why Isabella might have had a thing for him; he had that quiet, reliable charm that a girl like her would be drawn to. But the thought of it grated on me, of Isabella once being in love with someone else. It didn’t make sense. This wasn’t a marriage of love—nothing about it was supposed to feel remotely romantic, and Isabella didn’t exactly have a choice in the matter either. And yet, the idea of my future wife having feelings for another man didn’t sit well with me.

Camila’s breath caught softly. Neither of them moved. Neither looked away. Because there it was. The truth that both of them had been avoiding for weeks. Love. Real love. Messy. Unexpected. Terrifying. But real. Mateo looked at her carefully now. “Tell me to stop loving you,” he whispered. Camila’s eyes filled instantly. Because she knew he would. Even if it destroyed him. That was the difference between Mateo and Lucas. One tried controlling her. The other gave her the choice to leave.

The hockey world was small and memories were long and it took less than an hour for someone to connect the dots publicly. My phone buzzed, it was Patricia. "Elena." Her voice was strained. "I just saw the news. Please tell me you know what you are doing." "I know what I am doing," I said. "Alexander St. James." She paused. "Damien's biggest rival." "I know who he is, Patricia." "This is going to provoke Damien badly." "I know that too." "Elena, you have to be careful—" "It is going to provoke him into signing the divorce papers faster," I said quietly. "That is the whole point."

What did he mean? "It's your old lover's birthday. If I go there, won't it ruin the chance for you to chat about the good old days?" She pouted. That was a sweet talk. Daniel reached out his finger and lightly clicked on it. "Right now, Leila and I are only good friends. You are my wife. I hope you two can be friends too." Friend? How is that possible? Have you ever seen a rival in love turn into a friend? Enemies in love are incompatible as fire and water. They are incompatible with each other. It's the relationship that only one can survive between you and me!