Enemies To Lover Novels & Stories

I looked back looking a tad embarrassed that they caught me staring. Tera looks at me with an unamused face, "You got a crush on him or something. I shook my head, "Of course not." "Young love is too cute these days!" Lena expresses and squeals. Tera looks at her in a disgustingly way while I blushed. Lena began telling me the story of how she met her first love a long time ago and how he was the only man in her life. Tera rolls her eyes and sarcastically said, "Where is your man now?" Tera meant for that to prove her point that true love is not real.

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.

He stuffed his mouth full of chips and I had to wait for him to munch away before he finally asked, “What the hell do you want from Miles? Isn’t befriending one Arciero enough?” “I did not befriend Curtis.” I protested. “No. You are only falling in love with him.” I cringed. “Are you listening to yourself? I can count the number of days I’ve known him with my fingers!” “It’s only a matter of time.” He shrugged. “He is supposed to be your enemy. An Arciero. The one whose family wrecked ours, remember him?” I didn’t wait for him to provide the evidence that only he and The Viper seemed to see. “If I don’t talk to Miles, Inferno will go up in flames tonight.”

"That wedding never happened, Hana. Watch the news for god sake. He just diverted them from you." "But if we hadn't run away, would he have divorced me?" "But you did," Ahmet stated. "You could become his weakness. That's one thing he can't afford in his world. After Cecilia Merrick died, enemies for Bash increased. And then there is his cousin, your father, Elio and his enemies. They could easily use you as leverage. Enzo is one of them, the guy went on a...." "On a date with," I completed for him. "I heard him talking on a call. They knew me, whoever they are, they knew me."

I am roused from my sleep by the soundtrack of a motion picture. I've only made it through one round, but I'm already so exhausted that I can hardly move. Mark has started playing Sweet Home Alabama, and I believe it is approximately halfway through at this point. I turn my head to look at the man I love, who is hiding his identity behind a mask so that he can be here with me.

Hearing this, Lorenzo was very shocked and gritted his teeth he said, “It seems that you love that child's father very much, that is why you are ready to adopt me for him. What is the name of that man to whom you gave your body?” I didn't hesitate and said, "Elijah." On hearing Elijah's name, Lorenzo's eyes became huge and he shouted angrily, "My biggest enemy is your lover?" Are Lorenzo and Elijah enemies? Now will I definitely be sacrificed in their enmity? I was shivering with the thought that what can be happened to me when suddenly lorenzo pushed me and i fell flat on the bed . I was scared to the core and lorenzo said witha sinister smirk “i will remove all the traces of my enemy fro

I could feel the heat creeping up my cheeks, betraying the steady composure I was fighting to keep. A low, satisfied chuckle escaped him, the sound curling through the air between us. “Well,” he murmured, his voice as smooth as silk, “back then, I used to think, ‘This girl is so damn annoying, but at least she’s hardworking.’” His fingers pressed into my waist, the pressure firm, sending a hot shiver down my spine. “Now? Now you’re more than just my archenemy—you’re the woman who stole millions from me. No one’s ever dared make a fool of me, Isabella. You can understand, can’t you, where my… anger lies?”

In the center was a raised podium crowned with a deep red curtain, waiting to unveil something. Something important. “If it isn't Miss Syra,” came the voice I never wanted to hear. I turned — and there he was. Hundersone. From the Lioran Pack. My former rival at A&S. The arrogant bastard who never understood boundaries. “I heard there was trouble in paradise,” he sneered. “Did he finally—” I didn’t let him finish. I didn’t need his bitter commentary. He had once tried to forcibly mark me — and that memory alone made my blood boil.

On Sebastian, it was steel, not silver. Still, the thought wormed into her mind like a sickness: if he wasn’t after her because of Carlos… what if this was about Bethany? Her mother. The woman who hated her with a venom that never dulled. The very idea made her stomach turn. The son of her mortal enemy—whether through blood or loyalty—falling in love with her? The image was so absurd, so revolting, she almost laughed. Almost. Because it wasn’t funny. It was dangerous.

Back then, I'd felt like the luckiest woman in the world. I'd believed he cherished me so much that he could control his desires for my sake. I'd thought it was romantic. Noble. Proof of his deep love for me. Turns out, he was just being faithful to his actual love. Imelda. The girl he'd been with since childhood. The girl he actually wanted to touch. I was just the mark. The target. The fool with money. "You're really a fool, Princess," I told myself out loud. "A complete and total idiot."