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“I love you too, my world,“ she whispered to him. In the corner of the room, a cozy seating area beckoned them to sit and relax, with plush armchairs and a soft, fluffy rug to sink their feet into. A crackling fire danced in the fireplace, casting a warm and inviting glow that added to the intimate atmosphere of the room. Every detail had been carefully curated to create the perfect setting for their romantic evening together. From the soft music playing in the background to the flickering candlelight casting shadows on the walls, it was a scene straight out of a fairy tale. Eva loved all that. 'Thanks, my love, for giving me all the happiness I could not imagine,“ she said. “Everything for

“I still don’t know what I did to you.” He glared at me for a long moment. “Your alpha saved himself when he rejected a Lunaris. Heard you still have no wolf, either.” It was my turn to glare back. “He still married my sister, so joke’s on you.” His dark brows rose. “Wow.” Yeah. Even this guy who clearly disliked me couldn’t come up with a good comeback on that fact. “So, are you going to tell me what my—” A creak sounded, and the castle door cracked open. “Mr. Dane, is there a problem?”

Second chance, Enemies to lovers, Revenge, Dark Romance, Self-discovery, Baby wingman, runaway, Billionaire, Manipulative/psychopath, Underworld, forbidden love, Redemption, and a lot more. This is a story of two people who are brought together by fate, and who must fight to find their way back to each other. Follow Bree and Spencer’s journey through heartbreak and betrayal, love and redemption, Self-discovery and revenge. Along the way, get ready to cry, laugh, and fall in love with the relatable characters all over again. If you're looking for a powerful, unforgettable, and of course steamy read, then this book is for you. If you’ve stayed to read till this end, please do not leave. I hope

This is a new book coming up here on GoodNovel You'll get daily updates. It's an enemy-to-lovers story. A little blurb: Alessia gets kidnapped by a mafia Boss for having a relationship with the Mafia enemy. The Mafia Don, Rodion Konstantin, believes that a friend to his enemy is also an enemy, so he treats Alessia as an enemy.

And so much more that she absolutely adored. Enemies to lovers was one she loved most, it being the one to spark that desire inside her. To have someone hate you so much, yet love you all the same... It was serene. And she wished to experience such a comfort of someone knowing all the worst parts of her and saying that despite it all, they would choose her.

**** Dear Reader, I very much hope that you enjoyed meeting the characters of the ‘Unseen Enemy’ series. The stories will continue in ‘Enemy Outside’ (Unseen Enemy #2), which focuses on Dallas and Olivia, and which is available here on GoodNovel. I also invite you to visit my website: www.marysoljamesromance.com

I knew I shouldn't be here in his arms, and shouldn't be enjoying every second of this forbidden moment. But I couldn't stop myself. He set me down on the bed and hovered over me, his eyes were dark as usual, cold and distant. These were the same eyes I claimed to hate. The same eyes I'd fantasized about gouging out of his perfect face. The same eyes that usually looked right through me, that glared at me with cold indifference whenever our paths crossed. He dropped onto the bed beside me, and I found myself staring at the chest of the person I was supposed to hate more than anyone in the world. The person I'd spent years wishing would get hit by a car, praying would just disappear from my l

They were all that remained in the rift where the planet had been split open by the storm. Her fingers were clumsy with urgency as she pulled at his leathers. Even above the conflict, he ripped them open himself, making a loud sound as the fabric split. Biting, marking, asserting claim with each desperate scrape of teeth, his mouth followed her throat. The world vanished as she arched into him and the pillar bit into her back. It was madness—breathing him in while the hall burned with war. Madness, but necessary. They needed this—the memory of bond, of blood, of love sharpened into something primordial—because they needed it in that moment, with enemies howling all around them.

I pretend to focus on swimming, on clearing my mind, but my body reacts on its own, muscles tense, thoughts messy. After my routine, I return to my room to read, curling up with a steamy romance novel in an attempt to distract myself. My cheeks flush with every word, my pulse still too quick from last night and the memory of waking here. Hours pass, and the story grows repetitive; it no longer captures my attention. Curiosity gnaws at me. I wander through the house, silent, robe clinging to my damp body. My feet carry me almost unconsciously to the study. There, the envelope at the center of the table glimmers in the morning light. My pulse quickens. I pick it up, trembling, and tear it open

Danny demanded. "Because he likes me," I said bluntly. "I mean, look at Maia. She had feelings for you, right? And who did she try to hurt? Me. Not you. When someone's in love and gets jealous, they target the perceived rival, not the person they care about. So if Steve had feelings for me and got jealous, his target would be you, not me. That defeats the entire purpose of caring about someone. It's like buying someone a birthday present and then immediately setting it on fire. Counterproductive." Danny opened his mouth to argue, but I held up a hand.