Novel & Cerita Romance Novels With Enemies To Lovers

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.

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

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Chapter 1 (Sophia's POV) The crystal chandelier above the Grand Ballroom feels like a guillotine waiting to drop. I stand at the edge of the gala with a glass of champagne I have no intention of drinking, my fingers clenched so tightly around the stem I’m surprised it hasn’t shattered. Across the room, "he" holds court like he already owns the city. Alexander Voss. My enemy. My nightmare. The man whose family destroyed mine twice and still smiles like the world owes him everything.

A perfect way to release all my pent-up frustration and anger, and a chance to reset my fucked-up brain. "I want you to tell me. How many have fucked this hole of yours?" Alessio stops me from kissing his neck, gazing intensely into my eyes. He squeezes the top of my ass. "Two," I reply. He frowns, clearly displeased. "Who? I want names." Is he going to kill them? Possessive Alessio turns me on. It makes me want to toy with him. "My first boyfriend and then you." "Did you have a boyfriend before I married you, Cass? Or a lover?" He latches his lips onto my neck, punishing an answer out of me, biting hard like he wants to fucking eat me alive.

"I think we really need to talk." "Hi, Mom." "Alexander St. James." She said his name like it was evidence of something. "Damien's rival, his enemy." "I know who he is." "Your husband is not even... the divorce is not even finalized... Elena, what are you doing?" "I am building a life," I said quietly. "That is what I am doing." "He is using you," she said. "Whatever he has told you, whatever he has promised you, men like that do not do anything without a reason."

“He probably wants another round. I could go over and punch him.” “Or he’s obsessed, with his hatred ” Oliver said, smirking. “You sure he’s not planning evil?” Austin rolled his eyes. “Can we talk about something else?” Meanwhile, at the other end of the hall, Brian’s own friends were watching. Matteo sat opposite them while James sat beside Brian. James leaned in. “Well well two enemies working together” Brian snickered “You are one to talk, weren’t you paired with Benjamin?” James laughed “Come on buddy, I am not enemies with Austin’s friends”