Enemies To Lovers Short Novels & Stories

I answered frankly. Maria and Claudia laughed in unison, while I was confused at their reaction, "what's wrong with you guys?" I asked, confused. Maria sighed after laughing, "how could you and Dennis become lovers in one day? Are you guys planning to break the record for the shortest couple of lovers or something?" asked Maria. I shrugged my shoulders, "you will not understand," I said ignorantly. The sound of a car had been heard stopping in front of my house. I let out a mocking smile to Claudia and Maria. "My lover has come, bye," I said. They just laughed back at my ridicule. I don't know what's funny. For me, today will be a great day. I feel like I have to do this.

SUSAN'S POV, Ever since my last encounter with Antonio, he had avoided every form of conversation with me, including ignoring my texts, The fact that he didn't want to see me greatly annoyed me, tired of his efforts, I knew I had to do something, there was no way I was going to settle for rejection and let him be without trying my best to make sure I had him all to myself, As I pondered on what to do in the cool of that evening, my smile broadened at the thought that crossed my mind, since I had found out about his little lover, I knew breaking them apart was going to earn me the ground I was looking for

I cursed at my moon goddess for having to put us through this! I was so enraged at her when I first realised my mate was in fact a vampire. Why us? Why wasn’t my mate another werewolf like every other wolf I know? Why had I never heard of this kind of bond before? No one had ever spoke of a vampire and werewolf being mates in all our history. This shit just didn’t happen.

"I don't even know how to love or show care to people anymore, it's not gonna be a bug deal in killing the feelings you have for me, just think about all the evil deeds and wicked things I have done, use that against me and hate me" "My enemies are much and they don't take any chances or opportunity for granted, if they find out that I am with a woman or I am in love with her, they will use it against me and as my weakness. In this our game there is nothing like love unless you are ready to protect the person you love at all cost and the person will also be exposed to dangers"

I could use something boring to make me sleepy. Not that romance novels were generally boring—I just didn’t think any kind of fictional love could live up to what my parents felt for each other. The bar was set far too high. Great. Now I was thinking about them again. I guess it didn’t matter as long as I wasn’t blowing up at the mention of their relationship. I still believed love made them weak, though. That was no exaggeration. How else would a man as smart as Romanos Giannelli lower his guard down enough for his enemies to know exactly where he would be? If only they didn’t have that vow-renewal ceremony.

I turned my head slightly, my eyes locking with his, silently questioning what game he was playing. Why introduce me as his assistant? And why in front of all these people? Before I could ask, his hand slithered around my waist, pulling me tight against his side. I could feel every inch of his body pressed against mine, firm and unyielding. The contact sent a thrill through me, though I knew I should resist. But in that moment, with everyone watching, I was utterly trapped in his orbit. “I wanted to do this in front of everyone,” Lucas began, his voice confident, commanding attention. “I’ve been in love with this woman for years now, and today, I want to ask for her hand in marriage.”

"We started bickering, and one thing led to another. Somehow in all that arguing, we fell in love. Then we found out our parents were friends, and the rest is history." It wasn't entirely untrue, just missing a few key details like the arranged marriage part and the mutual hatred. The crowd applauded, and I noticed Danny looking at me with something that might have been admiration.

he warned, his voice low. "Outside of this paper, you're still my enemy. We aren't friends, Zane." ​"Yeah, whatever. Enemy, rival, stranger pick your favorite label," Zane rolled his eyes, though there was a flicker of something like hurt in his gaze that he quickly masked. "But, at least around our parents, try not to look like you hate my guts. We need them to believe we’re happy so they stop poking into our business. Shouldn't fake love at least look halfway real?"

“I tripped and I landed on him.” Andrew stands, towering and mortified. “We were reviewing a chart, she tripped. That’s it.” With the gleam in their eyes, I doubt they believed any word we said. My mom winks- actually winks. “Of course, sweetie. You tripped and landed on him.” “I hate both of you.” I announce to the room. Andrew pinches the bridge of his nose. “Same.” Sofia waves a manicured hand. “Oh please, everyone has a betting pool for you too. We say it’s ‘enemies to lovers, slow-burn, forced proximity, yada yada,”

But the one thing their parents could never have predicted was their trajectory: drifting apart, falling in love, and then drifting apart again, into what some would call a toxic, enemies-to-lovers dynamic. That's what everyone saw from the outside. But at this moment, Cordelia's hands were braced against David's short hair as he licked her clitoris. Her moan was muffled by her own hand as he pulled back and then flicked with his tongue, for some reason, they had begun what could only be called an enemies-with-benefits arrangement. And this is how it all started.