Steamy Enemies To Lovers Novels & Stories

“Well, I haven't congratulated you yet. So congratulations. I'm happy for Mr. Anderson for finally having his wish granted.” Heidi chuckled, flipping through the documents in front of her, wondering if Isla would say the same if she knew of his true color. Did Steve love her that much to the point of obsession and threatening her? Or could there be something else she wasn't aware of? 'A lover is never an enemy.’ A particular phrase snapped to her mind, and Heidi halted what she was doing, spacing out and thinking about Lucas's words. If the love was real, would there be any harm involved?

Their families are sworn enemies in a war soaked with decades of betrayal, and yet… one stolen moment becomes a flame that won’t die. Zoya hates him. He’s cocky, merciless, dangerous and devastatingly intoxicating. But Danté doesn’t ask for permission. He takes and what he wants is her. Their chemistry is a weapon neither of them can control. Their bodies speak the language of enemies and lovers embroiled in rough hands, whispered threats, bruising kisses, and breathless surrender. But behind every touch is a lie, behind every orgasm, a ticking time bomb. She swore she’d never kneel to him.

We took the bus to her shared apartment, and the moment we were inside her room, I threw my bag onto the floor and sat down on the chair behind the study desk. Jess’ room was pleasantly neat and tidy, with stacks of textbooks, and of course, BL manga and light novels, sitting on the desk. On her single bed were a few soft toys. Naturally, they were of male characters who had strong gay undertones from famous anime such as Sebastian and Ceil from Black Butler, Yuu and Mika from Owari no Seraph, Eren and Levi from Attack on Titan, and Yuuri and Victor from Yuri on Ice. I knew the characters because I had to suffer countless hours watching the anime with her.

He's just an old hottie who ignites the fire in me and leaves me craving for more. “So why did you ask?” Lorelei suddenly questioned. “No reason, I just see a lot of girls with older men these days.” I lied and she shrugged, her gaze moving to the other side of the cafe. “Look over there..” I turned, and my eyes fell on Brandon Cooper, the school's star football player. He was with two of his teammates, and his eyes met mine for a brief second before he looked away. Brandon was popular, hot and had girls falling over each other for him. However, nothing moved me, not since I became obsessed with Roderick.

I grip his face hard, kissing him back with the same savage need, the same ruthless dominance. There’s nothing soft about this. This isn’t lust. This isn’t love. This is raw. This is burning hot. This is fucking war. This fire, this chaos, this fucking madness. It’s as violent as a winter storm and just as merciless. A forest fire with no end, devouring everything in its path. Even if it’s wrong. So fucking wrong. And the worst part is, I hate that I love it. We are enemies. We’ve crossed lines that can never be fixed.

"I don't even know how to love or show care to people anymore, it's not gonna be a bug deal in killing the feelings you have for me, just think about all the evil deeds and wicked things I have done, use that against me and hate me" "My enemies are much and they don't take any chances or opportunity for granted, if they find out that I am with a woman or I am in love with her, they will use it against me and as my weakness. In this our game there is nothing like love unless you are ready to protect the person you love at all cost and the person will also be exposed to dangers"

’ Freya: ‘Again, if he liked me, he would’ve said something… I don’t know… sometime in the last decade? Inner Devil 2: ‘Girl, Romeo didn’t confess either… until he climbed a balcony! Maybe Kenneth’s just waiting for a staircase moment.’ Inner Devil: ‘Also, let’s not act like love comes before lust. Lust is the opening act. Love is the emotional encore—if you survive Act One.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘And say he doesn’t love you yet, just marry him! He’ll fall for you eventually. That’s how all enemies-to-lovers plots go!’

“Honey you and I know you’ve had it bad for the past year. And trust me, your emotions flying around is pent up frustration due to lack of sex! You really need to get your back blown out like he said.” “God.. Lisa!” “And dear Nathan! Bless him. He is such an understanding and good man. He loves you and cares about your well-being. I have never seen any man that considerate. He wants you to do it Rene.. He wants you to get over this” “Lisa…” “And please Rene don’t pretend you weren't just fingering yourself last night with p**n sounds all over your room” My eyes widened. “Lisa!” I almost screamed, embarrassed. “You.. You heard?”

The next thing I knew was that I was pressed against the wall with Hunter behind me. Despite my best attempt, my eyes flew towards his dick. It was still standing tall. My breathing grew uneven, excitement running thick in my veins. I wanted to fight these feelings, but I was helpless against it. I just let Hunter drag me like a rag doll and slam me against the wall. His dick wasn't the only impressive thing about him. He had defined abs which made me want to drool and run my fingers over them, feel them.

He was never going to disappoint his lover. Lover wasn't even the right word. He had never taken the Omega to bed, and Elijah was certain he just never will. Henry had no idea what he was getting himself into. They were only ever going to be married in name and they could both do whatever the fuck they wanted. "So, your father assured me we’re taking this to the next level," Henry's eyes sparkled with interest, putting his wine back on the table. His pheromones were light in the air, causing Elijah a headache.