Enemies To Lovers Short Novels & Stories

☆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.

He loved to be feared, and hell, I fear him. Rodrigo had a scar on his face that extended from his cheek to his jawline. He had a tattoo on his chest—It was a snake with its tongue out, its scales and curves were perfectly etched, and it looked so real. I saw it through his unbuttoned upper chest. "What do we do with the wife and kid?" "They're just collateral damage, they'd be my spoil,”He gave out an evil laugh, and his men followed suit. Rodrigo took us to his underground den, as his men dragged us in, my eyes flickered around the surroundings. We walked past some men packaging some powder, and we finally got to a dark room where the lady released my hand and pushed me inside.

“Are you playing mind games with me, Marcone?” “Of course not. I won’t dare do that, and besides, we’ve already settled our scores with my men—you remember what you did to my men who were simply following my orders?” His voice was rough; I guess torturing his men really got to him. Next time he won't mess with whatever belongs to the Valentis. “Who did it then?” I asked with narrowed eyes. “You have many enemies, Luca, but trust me, I learned my lesson,” he said with his two hands raised in surrender.

So why was she still angry? She had no right to be angry at him. She was the one getting married even if she harbored no affections for her supposed spouse. Her relationship with Brandon was ending or had already ended. There was no need for her to get angry. They were not lovers. Just two people who slept with each other. She was not attracted to him even with how handsome he looked. His brown hair and blue eyes made him stand out in the crowd. And the tattoos on his body made him appetizing. He was sex on a stick, she knew that but she could not bring herself to see him as nothing more than her enemy and also, a temporary sex partner.

Rosa met James in a restaurant that he owned and because she was dressed in a shaggy clothing he thought she was an employee in one of his lowest restaurants. They had an argument and they resented each other after that day. James thought Rosa was a lowlife and also arrogant and Rosa thought James was just a rich jerk. They cross paths again in the most unbelievable way possible. Curious about their story? Find out in My Enemy is My Lover.

In her place was a woman who had survived, grown, and learned that love was never about possession, control, or fear. We had gone from enemies to toxic lovers, from betrayal to heartbreak, from escape to cautious reunion, and finally, to a love that was safe, respectful, and enduring. We had learned that love could be messy and painful—but worth every step if both hearts were willing to grow. As I looked at him—my husband, my partner, the father of my children—I smiled and whispered, more to myself than to him: This time, it’s real. This time, it’s ours.

"so tell me who you met" "I met her"said ben. "Met who?". asked emma. "Your sworn enemy lover". "Oh.now I get it.that's why you were confident". said emma as she figured out who the male met."so you met my dear friend mirabell".it wasn't a question. "Yea but she didn't seem to recognize me". said ben."you are surprised right?".Ben looked so hopeful that emma didn't want to break his heart. "Fine.you get $50". said emma rolling her eyes.

He tilted his face a bit and Jer nodded. "I am sorry Mag. It’s just she never left like this. I am okay, don’t worry. I am not weak. It’s just that... I am fine Mag. I have you. And you will have to bear me in all moods got it". Jer said in a demanding tone and Magnus chuckled. "Anything for you baby". He softly captured his lips for a warm gentle kiss. "I think I have fallen for my enemy Magnus". Jeremy whispered on his lips. "Fallen deep baby". Magnus held him tight in his arms. Ghosting his lips roughly. And Jer sighed in his mouth. He knew Forth would make this night beautiful, rough and sinful.

He muttered under his breath and walked out of my bedroom. "He is upset," Shalini murmured. "Do you really want to get married to the guy who makes you wait for two days to reply to a message?" I asked her. "We are different when we are together. We are all fools in love anyway. Like you, either I will get my closure or I will have my happy ending." "Fools," I heard Mateo say from my living room. I can't help but agree with him. We are fools in love.

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