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Love destroyed my family; I loathe it as much as I loathe the other kind of blood running in my body. All things considered, if they find out the truth about me, I doubt that any man will be able to accept me. Who would want to be in a relationship with someone who has wolf blood? Despite the fact that it happened to my mother and father, this does not imply that history will repeat itself. "At this point, I would say that you're someone allergic to falling in love with a badass guy," she said in the midst of arranging the dresses.

One's friend was other's enemy. But what worse thing happened was that Gaura and Ronnie fell in love. When Samuel find out about it, it was too late. He did everything to stop this marriage but here they were getting married in 12 hours. The marriage wasn't easy for both of them. If Gaura and Samuel didn't like each other then their families were also business rivals. It was a long way but Gaura and Ronnie won this war. Samuel call her two faced bitch as she acts totally different in front of Ronnie. He hated her and if it was possible he would have killed her in the past. But he was a nice person who was against violence against women but Gaura had different views.

He said nervously "You kept kissing me like a few times, that's weird Nico. We're not even in a relationship. I only kissed Leonardo once when we're dating and you.. We're not even dating and we already kissed more than once." I run my hands through my head "Dakota." He called as the lift opens and I quickly walked out and looked for my room "We have to stop this." I said firmly "Why?" "Why? Because you're my enemy. We won't match Nico. Never!" I turned to him and burst

I could use something boring to make me sleepy. Not that romance novels were generally boring—I just didn’t think any kind of fictional love could live up to what my parents felt for each other. The bar was set far too high. Great. Now I was thinking about them again. I guess it didn’t matter as long as I wasn’t blowing up at the mention of their relationship. I still believed love made them weak, though. That was no exaggeration. How else would a man as smart as Romanos Giannelli lower his guard down enough for his enemies to know exactly where he would be? If only they didn’t have that vow-renewal ceremony.

"Barely worth it." "She must've been desperate for you," a female voice chimed in. "Oh, she was dripping before I even touched her." More laughter. "God, she must smell." "Like cheap perfume and poor people," Ashley’s voice cut through. "You'd have to cover her face to fuck her, though?" My chest stopped. Please, no. "I wouldn't fuck Sloane Carter with a gun to my head." The book slipped from my hands. Jar of Hearts. The one he said we'd read together.

My heart stuttered. I quickly pulled my hand back, cheeks burning. “Sorry about that, I didn’t—” Before I could finish the sentence, Ezekiel grabbed my wrist gently but firmly. In the next breath, he leaned in and kissed me. The world stopped. His lips were warm and surprisingly soft against mine, despite the cut. The kiss started slow, almost hesitant, but quickly deepened. He tilted his head slightly, pressing harder, his mouth moving against mine with a hunger that made my knees weak. I felt the faint metallic taste of the cut on his lip, but it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except the way he was kissing me deeply and urgently, like he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Erika couldn't answer what Lei said to the two of them, telling them the real story of the war that had killed Erika's parents. "My niece will help you get over what you're going through with your daddy before I help you awaken your powers. I hope that in time you'll accept who you really are. I know that won't be easy for you," Lei said, turning the book back to normal and handing it to Erika. Lei said that normal people couldn't read what was in the book because the book she gave him was not ordinary. "That book is only for deities except for my niece and I, so we can read it because we're not ordinary," Lei replied.

My brain final clicked that I was not crying because of the book. I was actually crying because I was sad that Blake and I were fighting and we had not sorted it out. He keeps trying to apologise, but I want him to be grovelling on the floor. I focus back on the book in my hand. Anthony and Kate were amazing and they went from to enemies to lovers. That is the best romance trope there is. Enemies to lovers, they fight every time and claim to hate each other but underneath all that venom is actually passion. I move on to Benedict’s story. I have heard that his story is similar to Cinderella’s story. I continue reading the book.

After, they lay pressed close, hearts racing, bodies warm and spent. "This complicates things," Muna said finally, her head on his chest. "Everything about us is complicated." His fingers traced patterns on her bare shoulder. "But maybe that's not entirely bad." "How can you say that? We're enemies who got married for business. Now someone's trying to destroy us both, and we're..." "What? What are we, Muna?" She couldn’t answer. The truth was too dangerous to admit. They were meant to hate each other, meant to plot each other’s ruin. Yet here she was, lying in his arms, feeling safer than she had in years.

My breath hitched, my body bracIng Instinctively for what I knew always followed. I would rather take hIs fist than let him touch me in bed. Pain, at least, faded. His touch never did. He leaned down, so close I could see the darkness flickering In his eyes, so close I could feel the heat of hIs breath. HIs words dripped venom, each syllable meant to destroy. “It’s not like I even enjoy It with you. I only do it to perform a husband’s duty. Keep your used-up body to yourself.”