Novel & Cerita Enemys To Lovers

"Us is simple. Us is honest. Us is no more secrets, no more protecting each other from each other. From now on, we face everything together. Agreed?" "Agreed." He kissed me. Long and deep and full of everything. When we pulled apart, I was smiling. For the first time in days, really smiling. "I love you, Adam Thorne." "I love you too, Eliza Sterling." He touched my stomach. "All three of you." I laughed—a real laugh, the kind that came from somewhere deep. "Three?" "Counting the baby. Obviously." "Obviously." We sat there in the growing light, holding each other, the city waking beyond the windows.

He continued. Elena raised her eyebrows. “Really? Anyways, did you love her?” Emir took deep breaths, he put his hand on the chest. “When a man had fallen in love with a woman, he couldn’t love another woman. Perhaps, he could sleep with another woman for fun, but not to love her, my dear. Love needs and takes a big courage in a man’s life…love will ask a man to dedicate for a woman he chose for, to love and being loved.”

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.

She beamed at me from across the room, her cheeks flushed with enthusiasm. I took a deep breath, rolling my eyes at the sudden festivity. Valentine’s Day, a day to be reminded that romance could be a fairy tale for others but a tired story for me. The dream’s ghost whispered at the back of my mind, and I shoved it aside with a sigh. Emma pointed at the poster plastered near the bulletin board. It featured two clocks perfectly synchronized, below the tagline: The Perfect Lover. "Isn't it romantic?" Emma gushed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “If I could, I wish... well, maybe someday I’ll find someone like that.” She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movi

Emrys tufted my hair into his fist as I put my lips on his skin around his member, kissing it all around, my hand going up and massaging his balls ever so softly, and I started to kiss up his chest; my hands moving slowly enough to give his sides goosebumps and a smile to my own lips. “Oh my Love,” Emrys hissed out as I bit down on my mating mark I had left him in the name of everlasting love, Cassandra purring seductively, and as I began to kiss up his throat, my movement came to a surprised stop as Emrys’ hand wrapped itself around my throat. Goddess in the sky. “Goddamn,” Breathless he was. “I want to own your breathtaking body so bad,” And there it was, my kink.

Emory's eyes widened briefly before a brilliant smile spread across his face. "God, I love you too," he replied in my thoughts, pulling you into a tight embrace. "You're my mate, now and always." Tears pricked at your eyes, overwhelmed by the depth of connection you shared with Emory - with Lyra's help, you had found your soulmate, your other half. Whatever challenges lay ahead, you knew you would face them together, bound by an unbreakable love and loyalty.

I felt bitter, more than I had ever before. I mean, I understood how crazy the mate pulled; it's affecting me even at this moment. I could deal with Embeh; we loved each other. He was mated to Treviso, and so was I, but Lord Erebus? That coldhearted, arrogant bastard? Who had never been seen with a woman?. “How did you know he had a lover? And Alaric... isn't that... Dude's name? I asked out of curiosity. “I know, I just happened to know, and yes… Erebus is bisexual; he loves guys… Just like you and Embry, she retires.

They would have normally already had some sort of close bond. Lorenzo had seen many people have more than one mate in their lifetimes. He’d even heard of a couple having three, although it was rare. In all the stories, Lo knew it had only happened a hand full of times. Nevertheless, he felt that strongly about Emily. And as much as he loved her and wanted her now.. he could only imagine what it would be like if they did indeed turn up to mated. And.. even if they weren’t., it wouldn’t matter. Because he would still love her til the day he died.

She gasps in a whisper, and he presses a finger to her lips, shutting her up. His smile a radiant ray of sunlight in the gloom of the forest, stepped forward, his other hand reaching out to touch Amelia's cheek. Emryn was her mate, and even if it is forbidden for her, a vampire to marry a necromancer, she doesn't want to give up on her love for him. Emryn, his eyes darkening with passion, leaned forward, his lips grazing against Amelia's cheek in a gentle, possessive caress.

The guests start dancing to the song, Devon and I step onto the dance floor, swaying along the music. “I feel whole,” Devon whispers. “I love you and Vera with all my heart.” “I love you both too.” I say, from the corner of the room, we see Emma and Jeremy arguing about something and she doesn’t look happy, Nicole and Xavier shooting dagger looks at one another. “I feel a love story blooming between Emma and Jeremy.” “Really? Since when did you become a love expert in romance?” Devon teases me. “What? I started reading Emily’s romance books; I think their love story is called ‘Enemies to lovers’.” I smile, feeling the joy bursting in my heart.