Enemies To Lover Novels & Stories

“Everyone knows that she loves Valtor, which makes her your enemy, she was really your enemy, you guys were always at each other's neck, she really despised you but not enough to want to kill you.” “We can't rule that,” I muttered. “Oh, we can,” she nodded her head. “Joana can't even touch a fly.” “Trust me, the innocent ones are always the one to betray you,” I said, my mind slowly drifting to Aaron and his betrayal. “Well, this love thing only put you guys in a tight position but I would say that you and Valtor both became victims, the Elders wouldn't allow any of you to move on with your current partners.”

It was no longer a symbol of the marriage they had forced upon us. It was a promise. One he had made before I remembered loving him. And one I was finally ready to make in return. Whatever waited at the birthplace of the Crown... Whatever my grandmother had planned... Whatever truth my mother had been forced to hide... I would face it. With Lucien beside me. Not because Black Veil had made us enemies. Not because the Crown had made us connected. But because somewhere between hatred and betrayal... I had fallen in love with my enemy. And now, he was the man I would choose against the entire world.

“They want to make us enemies. They want you to doubt me. Don Enzo’s death wasn’t random—it was a warning.” “Then what are we, Lucien?” she whispered. “Enemies? Lovers? Or just two people cursed by the same ghost?” He didn’t answer with words. His lips crashed into hers — angry, wild, and wrong. Her gun clattered to the floor. She hit him back, fists pounding against his chest, tears streaking her face, but his mouth swallowed her protests. “I hate you,” she gasped between kisses. “I know,” he breathed against her lips. “That’s why you can’t stop.”

While he had lost his heart on the way. It was something he had seen coming but still the revelation hit him with a force that pierced right through his heart. Reeling from shock, he clenched his jaw as he realized he could no longer deny that he had fallen head over heels in love with his enemy. While his heart wanted to jump with joy, his mind was warning him that Selena might not feel the same way for him. With a new resolution, he took out his mobile and sent her a message. Can we talk?

They are so beautiful, even when frowning. “Well, you told me warlocks and witches are your natural enemies. So, I am basically your enemy”. “Of course not, my love!”. Aiden exclaims, his frown being replaced with the cutest set of puppy dog eyes. “Only those who have harmed innocent people are our enemies, baby girl. I don’t give a f*ck which species they are, even if they are dragons. But never you, baby girl. Never. You could kill off every living being on the planet, and I would still love you”. Asher adds, and we all freeze at the same time.

Liara replied with the answer that Theodore was looking for. "But...but mutts... Werewolves and hunters are enemies. Why did your dad marry your mom? Was she his mate?" "No. Mom wasn't his mate. It was an arranged marriage. They have a bittersweet love story, and in the end, they end up falling in love with each other really, really, very hard. And so, what if they were enemies? Love doesn't see these things. It just happens. Is someone has written somewhere that enemies can't fall in love? If yes, then there are multiple examples where the people from two world fall in love with each other, whether it's the story of my parents or the love story of Vampire queen Zendeya and her mate Benjamin

“Mama, I think we deserve to know. We’re also suffering because of what they did. We should know who our enemy is.” Mama slammed her utensils down. She couldn’t hold it in anymore, and the anger showed clearly on her face. “They don’t deserve to be known! Don’t concern yourselves with that vile and demonic family!” she said angrily, her voice filled with disgust. It was clear on her face how much she despised that family. Damn it. I really wanted to ask if it was the Ferrers, but I couldn’t. I don’t want to make Mama angrier. But what if it is? What if the Ferrers really are our enemy? What will happen then?

I held the collar of his shirt, and I kissed him deeper. Is this really the person that's supposed to be my enemy? Maybe Liora's right. We're deceiving ourselves. We're way past the enemy line. We're now… friends. He watches out for me, I watch out for him, and we have sex. Yeah, we're friends in a sense, and enemies in some. A very complicated relationship. Friends who have a mating mark. Enemies who break beds. Complicated barely covers it. “I should probably go and clean up.” I said, standing up.

If someone asked me why I hate Mateo Carter, I’d probably say it’s for a lot of reasons, but the truth is it all comes down to how easy it is for him to ruin everything without caring, because he plays dirty, on and off the ice, because he’s always smiling like nothing has consequences, because he never loses, because he always gets what he wants and people follow him even when they shouldn’t, because he has that reputation as a player, a heartbreaker, like it’s something to be proud of, and still no one seems to see him for what he really is, and what pisses me off the most is that someone like him, someone exactly like that, is the one who’s with Sofi now, like it wasn’t enough having him

About Rain sleeping in his room with her notebook on the shelf and her mother's photograph on the windowsill and her wolf still becoming what it was going to be. He picked up his phone. Called Cole. Cole answered immediately. "I need you," Damien said quietly. "Now. My office." "On my way," Cole said. No questions. Just — on my way. Damien set the phone down. He looked at the city. He had faced enemies before. Had built an empire on the foundation of loss and come out the other side. Had faced Harlan and Rook and Marcus and everything that had come with all of them. But this was different.