Enemies To Lovers Manga Novels & Stories

I turned my face away, squeezing my eyes shut. Please, someone, anyone... Suddenly I heard a sickening thud. The guy made a choking sound. His grip on my wrists released. His body went limp. And then he collapsed to the ground like a rag doll. Unconscious. I heard footsteps. Running footsteps. The other couples had disappeared. Vanished into the darkness. I opened my eyes, my whole body shaking. And there he was. Damon. Standing over the unconscious guy. His fist was still clenched. His chest was heaving.

☆Idris☆ I looked at my phone on the floor, this woman was annoying. More annoying than my sister or mother. "In short," she moved nearer to me, "there is only one Idris Rells, and unfortunately, it is you I want." "Well, I do not want you, and secondly, I do not like you,” I replied as her eyes lowered to meet mine but full of fire without resolving. "Yes, you do!" she kept moving closer but I maintained my gaze without breaking eye contact.

“Good. Because I plan to ruin you every night and save you every morning.” I kissed her deeply, pouring every ounce of regret, love, and determination into it. The pack outside still feared me. The healing would take years. But with her beside me—my enemy, my lover, my wife—I finally believed we might survive the beautiful disaster we’d created. This was our story. Enemies to lovers. Ruin and redemption. And for the first time in forever, I was ready to live it. The End.

Until hate starts feeling dangerously close to something else. After all, the only thing worse than living with your enemy… …is falling in love with him.

she said. I looked at her. "That's what this was always about," she continued. "As long as Laurent and Voss were enemies, as long as the feud held, neither of us would ever look closely enough at what was actually underneath it." The clarity of it landed with the particular weight of things that rearranged everything once said. "He needed us pointing at each other," I said. "Instead of at him," she confirmed. I looked at the woman beside me. At the thirteen year old girl who'd taken a taxi alone across a city and arrived almost too late and decided that day that the world required armor to survive.

Rain looked at the table. At Cole wiping his eyes. At Jace still defending the story. At Nadia examining her plate. At Sera laughing openly. At Marco eating with the satisfied expression of a man whose food has been received properly. At Damien — still smiling, real and unguarded, the history teacher underneath the Alpha completely visible. "This?" Rain said softly. "This," Lily said simply. "All of you. Here. Like this." She paused. "That's what it was always going to be. I just had to wait for everyone to find their way to it."

Once I neared the bar the smell was stronger than ever, as I blinked myself awake from this dreamlike state my eyes were immediately drawn to the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. "MATE! MATE!", Kai yelled, he was clawing at my mind trying to get to our mate, eager to claim her straight away. As I refocused on our little mate, I realized I wasn't the only one whose attention was fully focused on her. A group of men were crowding her and someone who I assumed was her friend. I noticed one, in particular, was close, far too close. He was gripping onto her wrists and it was clear she was uncomfortable. A sudden tidal wave of anger washed through my entire body, I yanked the fucker away with

All that was left for Hikari was a void in his soul, an overwhelmed heart that wanted to cry out but couldn’t, and an empty future without the person for whom he existed. Mayu was the name of his lover. That day when he called me Mayu near the staircase, for a fraction of a second, I glimpsed tears in his eyes. Tears that disappeared the next second as if they never existed. He was carrying her love with him. Love that was crushing him under its burden. Sympathising with an enemy would bring me no good, but was he really an enemy? A feral wind swept past me, scattering my hair all over my face.

once somebody features a crush on another person their questionable friends would hook their arms around their shoulders and chuckle: “Hey here’s your chance. does one wish ME to put in writing your name beside theirs~” The diacritical mark waves at the top incontestible the wonder of youth. The boys at the rear rows were presently humorous around like this and therefore the boy concerned blushed madly. He angrily pushed away those heartless friends of his however his eyes couldn’t facilitate but steal a look at the lady of concern in secret desirous to see her reaction. The lady lowered her head and, grabbing onto her friend's hand, hastily freed out of the category room. several of the cla

Kyan said and Hazel swallowed hard. "So, it is as I saw? There's really going to be a war in which I'm going to have to fight alongside Yuka?" She asked, her eyes wide. "Exactly. You see, your destiny is tied with prince Yuka's. Whether you marry the crown prince or not, you can't fight fate" "But... I can't be with him. You know that. He has too many enemies. Too many eyes are watching him and the last thing I want is for him to get hurt because of me. I see the need to protect him"