Enemies-to-lovers Rom Coms Novels & Stories

And between her thighs, the expert caresses of that afternoon's second lover. She was not a bad person, not at all. She was just a woman in love with her lover, who used all kinds of blackmail and trickery to keep him by her side. For an instant, he thought Arthur would refuse since he wasn't one of those who liked threesomes in that way. But she did it to punish him and show him that she was in charge of their relationship.

I said, making Bruno's face to broaden with smiles. "Indeed, Lisa" He answered, his eyes glinting with warmth, "At the end of it all - Our Love later prevailed," he said, his wirds wrapped with emotions. "Just like Antonio and Sylvia - True love will always prevail," I responded, while we both smiled at each other.

He prevented a catastrophe. Derek Marble promised to return to the capitol soon, but his return was not the interest in people's hearts. Deep down, everyone wondered what it was that Malcolm had whispered to me. Nobody had heard the words he spat in my face. What was said between the two brothers? Everyone knew that our brotherhood was nothing but ambitious rivalry and fuelled hatred. That was the way it must be. The two sons of Alpha Denver must compete among themselves. Only the strongest, only the most ruthless, only the most worthy must rise to the helm of the sunfyre pack. We were born to be enemies, not whispering buddies. Lysandra came quickly and asked me questions, wondering what wa

Dexter wished and went back to lie on the bare floor. He tried forcing himself to sleep, but it wasn't just working. He often finds his eyes widened at every attempt to shut them. _______ Romeo sneaked back to his office after a narrow escape. Now he's certain that Rhoda still has issues with him. At some point, he thought that she would be ready to make peace with him. "Now I know who my real enemies are. Rhoda is a mother fucking hypocrite. I have got to be careful next time," he advised himself after clearing his desk.

I slide it into place with a sharp click, roll my shoulders, and light up a cigar. The scent of smoke barely masks the copper tang in the air. Bloodlust. Something else is here. Then they step forward. Three of them. Leisurely, like they’re not stepping into war. Eyes glowing electric blue. Bodies lean, predatory, each radiating a different frequency of power. The one in the center steps forward, smug written all over his damn face. White trench coat. Fanged smile. "Welcome, gentlemen,” he purrs. “I’m Julius. This is Liam and Mark. We’ll be your opponents since you fools thought you could just walk in and win.”

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Carl asked bitterly, though Heath and Fiona fighting was good news to him, he still hated the thought of them together. “Something like that.” “Come on boss man, don’t frown you are Heath Duncan you can get any girl you want,” Carl cheers, “let us just get drunk and get some girls,” he winks at Heath with a smirk on his face. “I will pass on the girls knock yourself out,” Heath says emptying his glass before putting it on the table and standing to leave. Carl angrily grinds his teeth, “you know boss man, I have a small advice for you about love.”