Enemies To Lovers Short Stories Novels & Stories

I took a screenshot of that moment from that beloved on my mobile. My enemy is sleeping with the last love of my life. I still remember when I first saw Ahana, my enemy, at that time I felt something for her but after knowing her truth I hated her. Well, I also remember that moment when I took Aarzoo in my arms for the first time, the Last love of my life.

I whispered against his mouth, "there's only one way to find out, right?" He pinned me against the tree and crashed his lips onto mine. And as we came together under the stars, I realized something important. Sometimes you have to make all the wrong choices before you can find the right one. Sometimes you have to almost marry the wrong person to realize who you're meant to be with. And sometimes the best love stories are the ones that start with a terrible arrangement and turn into something real. I'd traveled, trying to find myself. But in the end, I'd found something so much better.

"I need to talk to him. Alone." Wesley looked at me seriously. He looked hurt and angry. "Talk about what, Lila? What’s going on?” “Just come with me,” I begged, grabbing his hand and pulling him through the crowd that had started to gather. Whispers followed us: “She’s playing both of them.” “Slut.” “Damian’s gonna kill him.” "What about Chloe? Damian kissed her earlier, right? Shouldn't they be like dating now or something?" Wesley’s friends trailed behind, they too look confused. But Damian’s glare burned the most. His eyes promised murder.

"But... why would you do this? Why would you want to marry me, of all people? Don’t you want to marry someone for love?" He took a step forward, closing the distance between us, and I felt my back hit the wall. I was trapped, and he knew it. His hand finally made contact, his fingers grazing my cheek in a touch so light it sent shivers down my spine. "Because I can," he said simply, his voice like velvet, wrapping around me, pulling me in despite the terror coursing through my veins. "Because it will destroy your father in a way nothing else could which more important to me. Also I’ve never really been the kind of guy who has believed in a fairytale love story.”

"I'm not a bad person. And the more I have nothing bad to do now with you and Shen. I am here to explain to you what happened then." "Please Jake, leave before I forget that I loved you once."It is not true what she said that she once loved the man standing on her front. She still loved it until those moments. Her vision still darkened as she stared Jake. Recalled all memories happenened between them. But the death of her Aunt Andrea and his father the governor suddenly appeared in her mind. "If only you would give me a chance." "One...two .... Get lost Jake." Jasmine fired a warning shot. Shen cried in fear. Seems to remember what happened then. She gave her sister a big hug to stop it from

Daisy told her and I look back at the field, this must be the reason they are putting their whole effort into the game. "Did you hear what the bet was about?" Sofia asked and I was eavesdropping, also curious about this, well this was something that the two people I am close to was involved in. "Not clearly, but I overheard them saying whoever loses will let go of her hands and back off, something like that." "Do you think the two boys love one girl?" Sofia asked and my eyes were dilated, I was in a bit of shock. All I knew was that Jeffery loves Suzy and Russeli said he loves me, was this bet seriously real and who could the girl be, it must not be me, would it?

Words say she put a curse under it that said that only the chosen ones would see the secret passage and go through it to meet their lover. But why is this a curse, right? Well the problem here is .... Once you step through it and possibly find your mate, you're given two chances : You either take your mate and live like vampires for all the eternity or with you mate beside you find the cure and live like happy humans forever... And blah.. Blahh. Blahh. Stupid legends, not that I believe but my mom still thinks that this mate thing is real. And about the end of the story... The witch and the human... I'll tell it to you next time. " The keeping up with the Kardashians goes on".

He looked pass the scars I had gotten from missions and kissed each one of them so tenderly that all I thought was him. I had promised myself last night that it would only be once but then this morning I woke up with his limbs tangled with my own and I couldn't help getting turned on by the sight of him. I wasn't one to sleep around, in fact the last time I had sex was with my ex boyfriend Jeffrey in high school, who cheated on me every chance he got. He had broken me so badly that I started to have a hatred for men.

“And before long, they were destroying one another.” The magnitude of his confession left me breathless. “Why?” Vittorio’s smile returned. “Because divided enemies are easy to control.” My stomach twisted violently. So many funerals. So many years of bloodshed. Warehouses burned. Men murdered. Families torn apart. All because one man wanted more power. Vittorio crouched until our faces were inches apart. His eyes were pale and utterly merciless. “Your marriage threatens everything I built.” He studied my face, searching for fear.

It was crazy how much my life had changed. The girl who once broke into my apartment and terrified me was now the woman I couldn’t live without. What started as fear and obsession slowly turned into something real and deep. Vesper wasn’t just my stalker anymore. She was my GIRLFRIEND. After that wild first night, she never let go. She moved in a month later, and somewhere between the endless nights of her fucking me senseless and the quiet mornings where she’d make me coffee, I fell in love with her.