Romans & histoires Enemies To Lovers Fantasy Romance

“He watches you constantly. Not like a bodyguard. Not even like a Duke maintaining appearances. Like a man who cannot help himself.” Loren thought of the inn and immediately wished she hadn't. She felt the heat rise in her cheeks. “That’s ridiculous.” “Is it?” Mariselle tilted her head. “And the inn?” “Mariselle...” “I know something happened between you. I am your sister. It is literally my job to know these things.” Loren stared at the fireplace. Even now she could remember the feeling of his hands on her body and the effect it had on her. “Even if you were right,” she said finally, “which I am not conceding, it changes nothing. I am still betrothed to his cousin, and the Duke has made his

Gosh! “There's no problem, just a little tired.” I sighed, staring at the drink in front of me. “Hey Lorelei, you're crazy, so here's a question for you.” I leaned forward and she threw me a glare. “You're gonna pay for calling me crazy but go on.” “I know you've had sex with every type of man out there..” She gasped, looking offended, but it was not a lie. Lorelei was adventurous, and she didn't do the same guy twice unless he was really worth it.

she said happily. "Have you watched one of it where the male lead kissed his girlfriend's enemy, how does it end?" he was ready to hear something soothing. "That is too easy. There is one worse than that and it still ended happily. I've seen a dead lover risen again. That's called a fantasy though" she made him happy. That had been more than he wanted to hear. "Now I can sleep in peace. Thanks, Mrs Flinch" Raymond breathed in deep.

We stayed in bed until the following morning; waking up once or twice to make love and then returning to blissful nothingness. The world didn’t exist beyond our room. There were no vampires, no handlers, no dead people, no police, and no businesses to tend to. There was just us. Lovers in love.

I want to save myself from the unneeded hurt and Serena was my way out of it. ‘If’ she’d be truthful that is. A semblance of understanding sparkled in her eyes. She tip-toed and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips consequently quieting, even for a little, the jealousy surrounding me. “Enemies,” she started then. “He mentioned that you have enemies waiting to strike your back. I asked him if he knew about the murderer-arsonist, but he gave no reply.” Nothing surprising in that. I was well aware I’d sooner or later create an enemy with the other realms. All kings have at least one in their lifetime. I wasn’t exempted.

Now, this series was all about time pass for me if I’m being utterly honest. My more serious works are also part of different series. And all the series below feature ENEMIES TO LOVERS trope. What can I say? I’m a sucker for it. If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex.

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

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

“Let me guess, one of the girls has been the other's girlfriend, right? Only rivalry over some pussy can get guys this riled up.” I stare at her, but her bright grin doesn't even falter. “Nope. Good guess, but completely off.” The waitress taps one lacquered nail against the wood of the bar. “That's weird, really, because I remember you two being pretty tight. I mean your friend's Jasper Whitlock, and you're Edward Cullen.” I'm not even surprised that she knows Jazz, I wouldn't even be