Enemies-to-lovers Rom Coms Novelas e Histórias

It definitely had to be from somewhere or something important, after all, he's been ignoring a few calls since made that post. "You did well," a voice on the other end said. "But don't bother with any investigation. You'll definitely be watched by some sort of enemies from now on or whoever is probably against your girlfriend. Also, for now, we won't be meeting." Edward's mind was in a bit of confusion as he tried to make sense of the cryptic message. "Enemies"? "Yes." Edward breathed out a sigh with some many things on his mind. This stranger he had met yesterday that refused to even mention his name seems to be so weird and strange and Edward could not help wondering what the reason for th

“Marcella’s death was not sanctioned by the Comptons.” “Not as into girls as you claimed, obviously,” Gregory sneered. “No,” Reid replied honestly. “Unless you count Marcella. We were lovers as well as friends, but in a friendly-fuck sort of way,” he lied because whilst it had been that for him, he knew it hadn’t been so for Marcella.

"La Napolitana. 5 de Julio Avenue with Bella Vista Avenue." The officer nodded. "I know what it is. Tell me something, does your girlfriend have any enemies? Any ex-boyfriends who want to take revenge on you? Family problems?" I stood without answering him for a couple of seconds. "She has no enemies," I answered, gropingly, because I was sure that indeed she did, there could be no one who hated her. How could a person like Olivia have enemies?

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,

Still doesn't, honestly. But after Matthieu died, I made a decision. Love, the kind that makes you lose yourself and forget who you are and do stupid self-destructive things, that kind of love was not something I would ever allow myself to experience. I loved my family, of course. My brothers, my mother, Sky, Ella and other family members. That was safe love, predictable love, love that couldn't destroy you the way romantic love could. Everything else with women was transactional. Clear expectations, clear boundaries, clear end dates.

AVELINA'S POV Rome has always been two sided. There is a side loved by tourist and the other houses people that struggle to survive. It is a city built on a lot of things. Blood, secrets, lies and half truths, most importantly by ruins. It values loyalty like money and treats betrayal as an art. Men like my father walked with quiet dignity while the monsters hid in daylight wearing suits.

"You look beautiful in black, Riccio but I think you look a lot better when you're on my bed screaming" Jade's face flushed. He forced himself to stay deadpan, his eyes narrowing into a fierce, competitive look for the camera as he leaned a little more closer to Elliott's space. Mendez who as watching from the production computers. He squinted at the screen as he noticed the two players were practically vibrating against one another. "What the hell is going on over here? Are they...are they romancing each other? They look like they're about to kiss" he said. Daniel let out a chuckle beside him.

I must have looked pathetic, because I saw Madison's pleased smile again. "Why are you doing this to me? You love her. Just divorce me. You can be together openly. Why drag me into this?" Tears filled my eyes. "I've already let you go. I've done nothing wrong to you. Why won't you leave me alone?" Liam's voice was cold. "You haven't wronged me. But you wronged Madison." My eyes went wide. "When did I—" He sneered. "Every single guy Madison ever dated—you stole them, didn't you? You played the 'good best friend' and stole all her boyfriends, slept with them, drove her into depression until she almost killed herself."

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.

Text after text poured in from our mutual friends. [Hey, are you still mad at Ryan? You know he's all bark and no bite. He's not even angry anymore. Just say something nice, and this whole thing blows over.] [Emily, Ryan moved Katie to a different department. If you keep this up, you're the one taking it too far.] [Today's the last day, girl. Don't be stubborn. A man like Ryan doesn't grow on trees. If you actually divorce him, you'll just be making room for all those other women circling him like vultures.]