Enemies To Lovers Fantasy Novels & Stories

My hand slid around to circle her clit again. “Come for me,” I growled against her ear. She shattered—walls pulsing, crying out, body shaking against mine. I followed—deep, hard, groaning her name as I spilled inside her. We stayed like that—panting, joined, wind whipping around us. Then I pulled out. Disposed of the condom. Turned her in my arms. Kissed her softly. “I’m not your enemy, Mira.” She pressed her forehead to mine. “I know.”

Thankfully, the young man who had approached me was gone. I checked the room, trying to find Lisa, but there were no signs of her. I walked toward the pools, only to find my cousin getting her pussy eaten out by the handsome guy from before, while another guy with blonde tipped dreads had his dick down her throat. I closed my eyes and shook my head. I had to go.

Then he uncovered the body that was lying on the ground, which made me vomit. It was Dean, his best warrior, covered in blood, with a torn heart from his chest. “You must be punished”, he hissed to me. “I haven’t done anything”, I tried to defend myself. “Liar!” Beka yelled. “You are a witch, you have no scent at all, and you put a spell on my mate!” She was furious. “And a vampire, only they eat a heart of an enemy”, Amy said, furious, and that was too much even for me.

He didn’t even utter a word, he held me close to him, placing his head on my waist. “I waited all this while… even then, I waited all night long” he said softly. “I wondered if your love was all talk….” He was saying. “…..We shouldn’t be doing this, we’re family”, I cut him short. But my hands wasn’t getting what I was saying, it moved on its own, pulling off my top. Pushed him to lie on the bed, and I got on him and we started kissing. We kissed like it was our last day on earth, he looked at my hard nipples and bit them, growling at my skin. Muttering my name like he was chanting spells.

The last sentence was the key point. Anna was a hopeless romantic. She insisted on marrying Justin, a drunkard. After getting married, she and Justin even stayed and lived off us. My mother disagreed with Anna and Justin being together. However, every time my mother asked them to break up, Anna would become hysterical and even cut her wrists several times. No wonder Anna went to work in Mexican cartel territory this time.

"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.

Edwin's head snapped toward her with his lips a thin line of concern, his brown eyes worried and unbelieving at the same time. Sensing Edwin's attention to herself, Alexa continued, "according to the Legends books and what I remember, the Night Soldiers are creatures conjured by a human-made spell, that brought together the best parts of vampires and werewolves, and are extremely difficult to kill. They are quick as vampires and agile as werewolves, but that is not the worst. The claws carry a poison that paralyzes and the fangs the same venom that transforms a human into a vampire, being extremely lethal to werewolves. The only way to kill this creature is with the bite of a natural werewol

Taking a deep breath he walks up to the door knocking trying to take the diplomatic approach until he can't. The door opens and a guard gestures for him to come in. Stepping in he can feel the magic trying to restrain his wolf he growls in his mind trying to keep his cool. Not wanting to alert them that he can't be controlled he follows the guard into a study where there are several witches and her grandfather Adam sitting at a big rectangle table talking amongst themselves looking up as they come into the room. Adam stands ahh Tam good too see ya my boy how are ya. Tam laughs cut the shit old man I want my wife your son says she is here now where is she. Your wife I don't remember any weddi

Two more women had died… and they were all his girlfriends? As if ominously hearing my question, Liam answered, “No, they were not my girlfriends. They just happened to be captured in an article with me. One was an obsessed fan of mine. Her name was Jayne Mansfield. She would occasionally send me gifts, write threatening letters when I don't respond and even try to break into my house just to see me.” I paled. Revulsion twisting the insides of my stomach. This one sounded a lot like my stalker, just that mine surely wasn't a fan of me.

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,