Fake Mating To My Ex's Powerful Enemy Novels & Stories

“The men who broke into Dad’s house… they were Castello’s men, weren’t they?” Silence. “It wouldn’t be such a bad thing to seduce your enemy,” I go on, testing the waters. “To become his ally. To make him bend for me. I’ve got everything it takes… don’t you think, Mati—” He’s across the room in a blink. My back hits the wall again, his body pressed into mine. His eyes are fire and murder. “Repeat what you just said,” he snarls. “I said,” I gulped, my chin tilted in defiance, “it would be nice seducing your enemy. How sweet.”

She had a fucking big mouth full of insults for me. " I want the mage to refurbish the mate bond spell again? Ellis hates me and is doubting our bond again," I said with exhaustion. A mage created a spell to make Ellis think we are mates. He created a fake mate bond. The spell should have been done only once, but since Ellis was so in love with Love, we do it almost every month so that the fake bond doesn't fade. The first three days when we redo the spell are always the best days for me. He's so loving and passionate towards me. He treats me like a real mate because he'd be high on it, but it soon dissipates.

My pink tongue, moist with saliva, slid over the bulge, leaving a wet trail on the fabric. I licked from the base of the bulge along the shaft to the tip, my lips enclosing the swollen head through his underwear. The penis beneath the fabric slowly swelled, stretching the black material, the shaft pressing heavily against the underwear, thrusting slightly. Alexander’s breathing grew heavier. His hand slid from my neck, lifting my chin, his voice husky: “Do you like this?” Without hesitation, I replied, “I like it.” Tonight, I faced my true feelings. I was tired of my ex-husband’s inadequacies, pretending to be satisfied in front of him was exhausting. In reality, I preferred Alexander’s stre

I said, wanting to get out of this possible. He grabbed my shoulder again and this time his hold was not gentle. He moved closer to my face and sniffed my scent, “Careful,” he whispered. His voice was calm, but laced with threat underneath. He moved his finger in front of me, “You don’t have to worry about the enemies you make in the living realm, because they are weaker. But in here,” he dipped his finger down and up , making an imaginary curve in the air, “You don’t make enemies because it will be the last you have. And I assure you, whatever condition you are in right now, it is nothing compared to what I can do to you. Or…your precious mate.”

Johnny picked up the mate-bond dissolution application and flipped through it again and again. "Impossible! I've never signed this! This has to be forged! A fake!" I shook my head and let out a frigid chuckle. "If it's forged, do you think the alliance wouldn't find out? Are you questioning the alliance's capabilities?" Johnny's eyes turned red as he rushed at Zack, grabbing him by the collar. "What did you do to make Carla want to be your mate?!"

He just called me sexy. "Okay, why don't you just find one of your ex's and get them to do a whole fake marriage thing with you? sign some contracts and all , divorce after a Year, I mean it's a lot stress finding a new woman, at least you know your ex's characters and all". "Yeah that's the problem, they're all cunts, they all dated me because of money and they'll agree to everything just because of the money, plus I can never go back to any of my ex's."

“He’s making me sound… unwell.” “He’s gaslighting the entire country,” Jaxon said darkly. “And it’s working.” My phone buzzed endlessly with calls and messages—most I didn’t answer. Some were from former friends, asking me if the rumors were true. Others were less kind. Traitor. Gold-digger. Slut. I finally turned the phone off. Jaxon stayed close, trying to keep me grounded. But I could see the toll it took on him too. His brand was built on image—strength, taste, vision—and now it was being questioned, dragged through the dirt alongside mine.

After all she is the enemy here, and in my territory. I woke up the next morning feeling groggy. It’s not like I got much sleep after finding out my mate is the enemy. But now that I know, it’s my mission to make her life a living h*ll and destroy her. I will make her bow down to my feet and she watches her precious kingdom fall.

“At least I’m Dad’s legitimate daughter! You are nothing in this family—just a bastard occupying a place that isn’t yours! You are an illegitimate child!” The word hit me like a whip. Bastard. Illegitimate child. I knew it was true, but hearing Maia say it filled me with a cold, calculating rage. I hated her. But I had the night’s trump card. I looked at her with contempt, straightening my posture. “Fine, Maia. For trying to wound me, you won’t hear what I discovered about your enemy, Amy. A discovery that, by the way, could ruin her marriage and, ironically, clear the way for you to marry Warren.”

"You can't force what's not there. If she doesn't want you, she doesn't want you." I leaned forward. "But what if I could?" She paused her hand halfway to her mouth with a piece of meat. "What do you mean?" I glanced towards my pillow. "What if I had a way to..awaken a bond between us?" "You mean a fake mate bond. Like what happened with Caleb." I shrugged. "In a sense. I mean, she was meant to be my mate. But something got in the way."