Novel & Cerita Romance Novels With Enemies To Lovers

He prevented a catastrophe. Derek Marble promised to return to the capitol soon, but his return was not the interest in people's hearts. Deep down, everyone wondered what it was that Malcolm had whispered to me. Nobody had heard the words he spat in my face. What was said between the two brothers? Everyone knew that our brotherhood was nothing but ambitious rivalry and fuelled hatred. That was the way it must be. The two sons of Alpha Denver must compete among themselves. Only the strongest, only the most ruthless, only the most worthy must rise to the helm of the sunfyre pack. We were born to be enemies, not whispering buddies. Lysandra came quickly and asked me questions, wondering what wa

“Come on, spill. I heard rumors about the penthouse, the tension, the way he looks at you like he wants to devour you and lock you away at the same time. Has the ruthless Matteo Moretti finally been… tamed? Or are you two still hate-fucking your way through every argument?” Heat flooded my cheeks. The memory of this morning flashed through me riding him slow and deep, then the shower, his body pressing me against the tile, my whispered confession still echoing in my head. “It’s complicated,” I muttered, but the way my body reacted gave me away. “There’s hate. There’s… a lot of other things too. He’s not gentle, but sometimes… sometimes he stays. He held me this morning. Kissed my shoulder li

“Good. Because I plan to ruin you every night and save you every morning.” I kissed her deeply, pouring every ounce of regret, love, and determination into it. The pack outside still feared me. The healing would take years. But with her beside me—my enemy, my lover, my wife—I finally believed we might survive the beautiful disaster we’d created. This was our story. Enemies to lovers. Ruin and redemption. And for the first time in forever, I was ready to live it. The End.

I said with a small smile. He rolled his eyes and walked off. I kept reading. My heart was still beating fast...not from the storm, but from the part of the book where the main character was surrounded by her enemies-turned-lovers. And the fact she wanted all of them, and not just one. I was thoughtful of how a normal human would want to settle with many men, could she be able to understand and satisfy them? But so far so good in the book, Elise has been doing a wonderful joh satisfying all men and showing she really wants all of them even if it was hard for them to accept most especially because of the feud between Dante and Ryder, and the sight Gabriel had seen of him being just mated to E

Back then, I'd felt like the luckiest woman in the world. I'd believed he cherished me so much that he could control his desires for my sake. I'd thought it was romantic. Noble. Proof of his deep love for me. Turns out, he was just being faithful to his actual love. Imelda. The girl he'd been with since childhood. The girl he actually wanted to touch. I was just the mark. The target. The fool with money. "You're really a fool, Princess," I told myself out loud. "A complete and total idiot."

“Isn’t that funny?” Roman sighed. He reached for my hands, grounding me again. “Ariana. Even if she is here—” “She is,” I said firmly. “it doesn’t mean anything,” he finished. “People move. Paris is a big city.” “She was my worst enemy,” I said. The words felt heavy, like dragging stones out of my chest. “She didn’t just exist in my past, Roman. She ruined parts of us back then.” He squeezed my hands. “I know.”

He tilted his face a bit and Jer nodded. "I am sorry Mag. It’s just she never left like this. I am okay, don’t worry. I am not weak. It’s just that... I am fine Mag. I have you. And you will have to bear me in all moods got it". Jer said in a demanding tone and Magnus chuckled. "Anything for you baby". He softly captured his lips for a warm gentle kiss. "I think I have fallen for my enemy Magnus". Jeremy whispered on his lips. "Fallen deep baby". Magnus held him tight in his arms. Ghosting his lips roughly. And Jer sighed in his mouth. He knew Forth would make this night beautiful, rough and sinful.

"Are you afraid that if you stay this close, you’ll end up falling for me all over again?" ​"I'll never fall for you... because I hate you!" Ryan shouted, shoving Zane away with all his strength. The shout echoed loudly through the hallway, sharp and desperate. ​"Hate me?" Zane smirked, leaning back against the wall casually. He pointed to a single drop of sweat sliding down Ryan's forehead. "Your mouth says you hate me, but your body is telling a completely different story." ​Ryan’s face flushed with embarrassment and fury. "Just answer the damn question, Zane! Is this marriage your doing?"

It made his own cock harden painfully against his trousers even as nausea twisted in his stomach. “No,” he whispered, voice cracking. He knew instantly what was happening. The bond. That fucking bond. His mate, his enemy was fucking someone else right now, and Elias felt every second of it. Jealousy burned through him, sharp and ugly, mixing with unwanted arousal. His fangs ached. His hands shook. He wanted to rip whoever Ronan was inside apart. He wanted to be the one under the alpha, taking those brutal thrusts. The contradiction made his head spin.