Enemys To Lovers Novels & Stories

"None of them were you. You are the only one who gets me like this, Emma. I hate seeing you cry and I love when you smile. I love the little freckles across your cheek. I love the sound you make when you cum, when you laugh. I love how you are able to relate with my friends. I love how strong you are. How you are able to stand up even when faced with challenges that are meant to bring you down. I love how you know what you want. I love you, I love our baby and most of all, I love that you love me, Emma. You just haven't realized it yet." His words made Emma dizzy. She really had no idea what they were talking about anymore. She was so lost in the deep rumble of his voice and how his lips mov

If you’ve ever felt like love arrived late for you… If you’ve ever wondered whether you missed your chance… If you’ve ever believed that the past disqualified you from a beautiful future— This story was for you. Enemies to Lovers is about second chances, yes but it’s also about self-trust. Brielle had to trust herself enough to stay. Jaxon had to trust himself enough to change. Together, they built a life that was loud, messy, imperfect, and deeply, fiercely real. Thank you for loving them. Thank you for rooting for them. Thank you for feeling angry on their behalf, smiling at their quiet moments, holding your breath during the hard ones, and celebrating every victory—big and small.

Another step back. Ashely's face hardened. "You made out with my boyfriend." Sloane's eyes flicked to mine. Those misty brown things said really? you're just going to stand there? "I didn't know," she shook her head. "I didn't know he was—" "Everyone at Passion knows he's mine. But you just had to be a whore and get a taste, didn't you?" "I just want to leave." "No." Ashley turned to the others. "Not until she gives us a show. Show us how you sounded with Lexter and then you can go."

Milk and cum mixed in filthy worship. As Elena’s belly began to swell again with potential new life, the sex adapted but intensified. Gentle breedings mixed with rough claims. Public risks on trips. The family empire grew stronger through our twisted love. New threats from outside forces kept us vigilant, but nothing broke the core bond. Elena and I, stepbrother and stepsister turned eternal partners, fucked through every challenge. In the quiet after a long night of extremes, her body marked and filled, she whispered, “More heirs. More lies. More of us.”

Gently but surely, Adrastos pressed his hips downwards, and the greater contact with her thighs made them start to pulse. And still, his fingers continued to hover a hair’s breadth from her cheeks. Still, his mouth maintained that tiny tantalizing gap above hers. “Come on, Electa mou, say something,” he encouraged. “Describe how these many lovers matched up to me… I can’t wait to hear all about it… It should be quite entraining…” Mutely, Electa shook her head. Adrastos sucked some air. “Were there any other lovers, Electa mou?” “You deserve there to have been thousands of other lovers!” Electa burst out, without knowing she was going to say it.

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.

Frank replied with a huge pout. "I am not giving any vibe but it is the reality. We arrived at the age to have grandkids and you are shamelessly flirting with me in front of your colleagues." Jenny scolded him. Frank didn't reply for about ten minutes and she melted down instantly with his silence. "Fine. I love you" Jenny spoke as Frank literally jumped in joy as his partners laughed at his actions, making Jenny embarrassed more. "Jaan, We are six and no one succeeded get I love you from their wives. Thanks jaan. I have achieved something unbelievable today" Frank spoke in a proud tone and Jenny just wanna smash his head for sure.

There is a look of pure horror on her face. "No, worse than that," I replied. I never discussed these matters with anyone. But my head feels like it could burst if I didn't. "He is his cousin. They both are the only living heirs of the Merrick family." Mateo cut his chicken and put it in his mouth, "Are you serious about him?" "I..." I wanna say I fell in love with him, But it feels too absurd to even repeat for myself. Because love is an unfamiliar object for me. It is foreign, something I never wanted and somehow ended up finding.

he murmured. "You know what?" Isabella smirked, twisting the knife. "She didn't take your sleeping pills the other day. She knows everything we did." The revelation hit Daniel hard, and tears streamed down his face as he remembered the bedsheets from that day. They had my favorite tulip pattern. Yet Isabella and he had soiled them, almost breaking the bed along the way. The images made him sick to his stomach, and he finally felt the same pain I had felt. He was devastated but confirmed one thing. He had fallen in love with me without realizing it.