Novel & Cerita Enemies To Lovers Books Fantasy

She proceeded to dip it into herself. This used to be so enjoyable, so electric. But now all I saw was memories of her. That weakling. That enemy. That Bluewinter. "Yen..." I muttered, not listening to myself. "What?" Lysandra pulled back. I did not think she heard me as well. The door opened with a bang. It was Sheara, Lysandra's mother. She looked so angry. Darius was peeping from behind her, probably judging us right there. "Quit this romance at once. We have a problem." Sheara said. "Runaways!"

"Did Soren touch you like this? Did he make you feel owned?" I shake my head, unable to form words, but the denial feels weak even to me. Soren's touch had been exploratory, curious, while Evren's is claiming, possessive. Both awaken something in me, something I'm only just beginning to understand. "Such a liar," Evren murmurs, his fingers finally slipping beneath the hem of my skirt. His skin is cool against my heated flesh, and I gasp as his fingers trace the edge of my panties. "But that's alright. I like liars. They're so much more fun to break."

A defeated princess. And then I made the mistake of letting my eyes move. He was standing to the king’s right—exactly where a first prince should stand. Tall, calm, and dressed in quiet authority. The aura around him screamed power. He looked exactly the way he had the very first time I ever saw him, before I knew what kind of man he truly was. My lover. No, that word didn’t fit anymore. My archenemy. The man who had once pressed his lips to my temple in the dark and whispered that he would love me until the world ended. The same man who helped burn my country to the ground.

She was like an angel captured in the devil's bed. A willing angel in the devil's bed. Mine. I’d never give her up. I didn’t give a fuck who I’d have to ruin or kill. She was my perfection. The best part was that she’d let me because she wanted to be mine. My enemies called me the Villainous Kingpin. The devil in a three-piece-suit. She just called me hers. She loved me, just the way I was. And God knew I loved her just the way she was. My most beautiful perfection.

“We said those vows and I know I may have passed out before I said mine back, but I fucking love you and this shit is for better, for worse, and that means even when the going is dark, you have to keep me in the loop? Okay?” He had a point, I sighed. I was being stupid about the entire thing. “I’m sorry,” I said and wrapped my hand around his waist, pulling him closer. “I know,” he said and smiled. I rolled my eyes and placed a quick kiss on his lip. “Ugh, don’t tell me the two of you are about the fuck in front of these ancient books?” Drew said from the door and I sighed. “Cockblock,” I muttered and pulled away. Darius chuckled. I walked back to the shelf and took the book out, “the symbol

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?"

I shivered the moments the words left his mouth, my gaped pussy clenching. “I need you to fuck your boyfriend how you would want him to fuck you” he said easily but my body tensed, not because he had said something wrong but because he literally said my fantasy. He wrapped a hand around my neck gently in a show of dominance and whispered, “I could read your nasty thoughts as you stood in the doorway earlier” he casually said but a shiver ran down my spine as he straightened.

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He asked and I turned to Stuart. "You're both are the main lead, didn't Stephanie tell you?" Stuart looked at him confused. "Hello Sky, I'm Deandra. You new partner." I said and then Stuart gathered everyone to start the meeting. "You've got to be kidding me." I heard Sky mumbled and I laughed. I sat side by side with Sku and they gave him another copy of the script. "We're lovers?" He looked so dumb for asking that and some people looked at him confused. "That's such a stupid question, Sky. Of course, we are. It's a romance movie." I pinched his thigh and he glared at me. The script writer, Jenny, she started to lead us in reading the script.

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.