Romance Books Enemies To Lovers Novels & Stories

Even Isabella herself had since frozen with eyeballs dancing about, clearly not expecting that from Isla. But Isla simply smiled. A small, polite yet dangerous expression. None of it reached her eyes. Inside, her thoughts were cold and clear. “You know what they say about … keep your enemies close.”

HIS TOUCH, HER FIRE🔥 --- Chapter Two The Warning Beneath the Suit The morning sun barely filtered through the thin curtains of Evelyn’s kitchen window, casting long strips of pale gold across the old wood floor. She stood barefoot on the chilled boards, coffee in hand, hair unbrushed, shirt borrowed from her late father—faded red plaid hanging off one shoulder—and tried to ignore the storm rising in her gut. Last night’s encounter with Damien Romano had not just left her rattled; it had torn something loose inside her. Something dangerous. The man had stepped onto her land like he belonged, like the dirt itself bent beneath his polished shoes, and then he’d spoken with a calm so soaked in a

Then, the cold: the sight of my mother’s hand falling limp, the light in her eyes flickering out while I hid there, a helpless boy in a man’s world. Then the bile rose in my throat. I remembered Elena. The brief, stolen moments of what I’d thought was romance before the truth of our blood turned it into a rotting thing in my gut. I forced the memory away, replaced by the sharp, searing sting of the day I thought Darius had killed Aveline by his rejection: the day the hate became my only armor.

“Mama, I think we deserve to know. We’re also suffering because of what they did. We should know who our enemy is.” Mama slammed her utensils down. She couldn’t hold it in anymore, and the anger showed clearly on her face. “They don’t deserve to be known! Don’t concern yourselves with that vile and demonic family!” she said angrily, her voice filled with disgust. It was clear on her face how much she despised that family. Damn it. I really wanted to ask if it was the Ferrers, but I couldn’t. I don’t want to make Mama angrier. But what if it is? What if the Ferrers really are our enemy? What will happen then?

After, they lay pressed close, hearts racing, bodies warm and spent. "This complicates things," Muna said finally, her head on his chest. "Everything about us is complicated." His fingers traced patterns on her bare shoulder. "But maybe that's not entirely bad." "How can you say that? We're enemies who got married for business. Now someone's trying to destroy us both, and we're..." "What? What are we, Muna?" She couldn’t answer. The truth was too dangerous to admit. They were meant to hate each other, meant to plot each other’s ruin. Yet here she was, lying in his arms, feeling safer than she had in years.

She didn’t even give a damn about the fact that my men were behind me. If anything, I know she’d go for my head given the chance. It was amusing. And also annoying as hell. Amara had been my rival for as long as I could remember. It dated as far back as when we were kids. It wasn’t just an individual rivalry though. This was a family rivalry. The Vitales and the DeLaurentis’ had been at each other’s necks for decades. Our rivalry was something born as a result of it. Even now that I’d taken then position of Don, it didn’t mean things would end just yet. I hated her and she hated me just at much. I hated her father Viktor and the rest of her brothers. Nothing could dissolve or change that. Th

'The Alliance' is officially completed! Hope you all enjoyed reading Enzo and Lily's love story. There is a second book of this series coming up very soon. It's called 'The Alliance: An Enemies to lovers mafia romance.' And there may be a third book coming up too... I'll let you guys guess who the couples in the third book will be! Hope you guys will show your support to 'The Alliance series' *** Here's a brief synopsis of the second book. 'The Alliance: An Enemies to lovers mafia romance.'

I could use something boring to make me sleepy. Not that romance novels were generally boring—I just didn’t think any kind of fictional love could live up to what my parents felt for each other. The bar was set far too high. Great. Now I was thinking about them again. I guess it didn’t matter as long as I wasn’t blowing up at the mention of their relationship. I still believed love made them weak, though. That was no exaggeration. How else would a man as smart as Romanos Giannelli lower his guard down enough for his enemies to know exactly where he would be? If only they didn’t have that vow-renewal ceremony.

Now, this series was all about time pass for me if I’m being utterly honest. My more serious works are also part of different series. And all the series below feature ENEMIES TO LOVERS trope. What can I say? I’m a sucker for it. If you’re below eighteen, you should not read these books as they feature a lot of violence, gore and sex.

He mocked and stopped me by placing his hands on my arm and turned me around to face him. "It's none of your business!" I spat at him. There was no way I'd tell him he was the cause. The brute would probably celebrate. He raised his hands in mock surrender and backed away a little. "Damn Waters calm down I'm not your enemy here." He vocalized. I glared at him. "You're still my enemy Ace and nothing is changing that. As soon as we put Robert down I'm putting you down next." He chuckles clearly amused at my words. " Will you be putting me down on your bed or mine? Didn't know you're the dominant kind."