“You still hate me, don't you? even now?” He whispers against my lips. I can hear the hope in his words... he wants me to dispel his fears. “Yes, don't expect it to change, Lucian. Hate is all we have.” ********* Lucian Montague and Percival "Percy" Whitmore have never been close. As stepbrothers, their relationship is strained by years of resentment—the result of an affair between Lucian's mother and Percy's father that shattered both their families. But when Lucian becomes the victim of a brutal attack that leaves him unable to walk, everything changes. Now, with their parents desperate to find the culprit, Percy is forced to care for Lucian. Refusing would make him the prime suspect. As they navigate the tension of being under the same roof and facing the pain of their past, the unthinkable happens—they start to fall for each other. Old rivalries give way to unexpected affection, complicating everything they thought they knew. But when Percy uncovers a devastating secret, the real test begins. The person responsible for Lucian’s injury might be someone Percy has spent his life protecting. Now, he must decide: turn in his own mother, or risk losing the boy he never thought he could love. A gripping NA novel about enemies turned lovers, family betrayal, and a choice that could tear everything apart. Can two people who truly hate each other fall in love? Read to find out✨
View More»» ──────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ ────── ««The next morning is just as I expected—confusing and strange.But it’s also something else. Something worse.It’s silent.Not just quiet, not just the absence of words, but a kind of silence that settles between us like a thick fog, dense and suffocating. A silence so unnatural that it feels wrong. We should be screaming at each other by now. We should be hurling insults like knives, digging them deep, carving out the hatred that’s always been there between us.But we don’t.It’s been twenty minutes.Twenty minutes since I woke up and realized that neither of us had moved. Since I felt the uncomfortable warmth of Lucian’s body pressed against mine, the steady rhythm of his breath ghosting against my skin. Since I opened my eyes and saw him looking back at me, his gaze unreadable, sharp with something I didn’t want to name.And yet, we still haven’t spoken.We just… lie there. Holding on to each other in a way we never would have done in the f
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧Pretending to be asleep was the best decision I ever made. When I realized sex with Percy was affecting me personally, and I could see in his eyes that he was going through the same problem... I immediately had to focus on my injured leg that had gone slightly numb. And mention my medicine. I hoped it would help me sleep, I hoped it would make me forget Percy’s sounds. The way he looked. The lack of hate in his stare, the desire in his movements aaginst mine, his cum painting my chest and his. I hoped it would fix this. This vile growing death like feeling clawing at my chest, and when Percy left to shower, I felt a bit relieved. But the bedsheets smelled like us and the thought of getting up to face him long enough for us to change the beddings made me hyperventilate. My selfishness led me here. I could have... I could have held back. I could have argued... but I wanted to prove something. Undoing Percy had affected me too. It had affected me alot. Why d
»»────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ────««First time kissing someone and it turned out to be a guy. Not just any guy, but my sworn enemy. The person I’ve spent years trying to kill. First time reaching an orgasm, same guy. Thirteen year old me who told his best friend he had no interest in jerking off or porn because it was a waste of time is probably spinning in his mental grave right now.And my first time having sex, at the age of twenty one... guess who I’m having it with? The same guy. God there must be something wrong with me. I’ve had people hit on me, flirt with me but it never turned me on. That’s why i assumed i wasn’t made for physical intimacy. But lucian let me drag him to the room, knowing fully well he was going to control my body. I assumed with his injured leg he would be at a disadvantage, that i could tie him up and just let him tell me what i needed to do to end this. But i should have know this wasn’t going to turn out that way. That’s how lucian has made this. He’s
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I loved seeing benny and lionel. They made me laugh, made me forget that i had problems. They made everything seem better. I love them. I miss them so much. I wish i could work hard enough to heal quickly, and hang out with them. I’ll miss them when i move.After they left, agreeing to follow percival’s crazy plan. It’s all we have right now. The second they left, my mother called. Percy left to get something while i spoke to her through the house phone. “Hey mom.”“Have you heard from Yusuke?” the question threw me off. Why would she call me for that?It’s like she’s forgotten he’s not my dad. Our relationship works well because i don’t talk to him. I pretend he’s just an accessory my mother selfishly latched onto. “How would i know? You know i don’t talk to that man. When was the last time you saw him?”She was quiet. “last night, he was... he seemed distant. Different. Heck he even treated me differently. Almost like i was someone he couldn’t recognize.
»»──────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ──────««Ben and the other one are here. It’s already loud and I’m pissed off. Firstly, ugh.... secondly, blah.... third, guh. I sat on the floor, grumpily watching Lucian and his friends. They were smiling, and chatting each other up. Almost like they didn’t come here to do something. They’d brought a bunch of supplies that we could use but they didn’t explain any of those supplies. I wanted to slap them. They’re such weird pieces of shit. “God, I missed you guys. We need to play a game together when I’m all better.” Lucian said a dopey smile on his face. Why do I have to be here? I don’t like either of these people. I zoned them out and tried to figure out what to do with myself while these losers disturbed my peace. I didn’t exactly have peace, especially with the way Lucian acted last night. From perversely throwing himself over my body to touching his dick in front of me.He’s gotten too comfortable in this dark mess we’ve gotten ourselves into.
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧Percy is always asking for trouble. It’s like he has a second calling that happens to be a troublemaker. When he asked me to teach him something new, I gotta admit, I was angry. But I can’t deny I was interested. He’s a hot guy, but such a fucker. My ego swells at the thought of being the one to fuck Percy. Just think, all his bitching for years, pissing me the fuck off, attacking me... ha, imagine the face he’d make lost in pleasure. It’s the kind of evil temptation I can’t give up on. I can’t pass up the opportunity to be the one that turns him into a mess. I know. All the complications are clear. The world and my wolf are telling me to shut down this dumb idea but we’ve crossed that line. Why not go even further and do some crazy shit like fuck him?I chuckle. “We’re gonna need supplies before we venture down into that path.”“Like lube? There’s gonna be some here.”“Why would there be?”He gives me a nasty eye roll. “They fuck. In case you didn’t know.
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ─────««I didn’t move from his lap, i should have after the stupid biology comment but i didn’t move. You could call me ballsy, you could also say I’m down right insane. You wouldn’t be wrong on either counts. I feel insane. And from what happened to my mother it’s kind of clear that i might be headed for the same fate. But the true reason for my decision to not move, falls down to my curiousity. I’ve had to go through life happily oblivious to the pulls of the body. My wolf has had to deal with it. But lucian gets hurt, and somehow I’m kissing him, getting off and now I’m about to ask a crazy question.“When was the last time you had a blow job?” From my position on his body i could feel his exact reaction to that question. It was evident from the way he looked at me, and the way a certain part of him took interest. “You’re disgusting. Answer my question.”“You’re on my dick and I’m the one who’s disgusting?” his questioned in disbelief. “Percy, my last
»»─────ஓ๑♥Percival Whitmore♥๑ஓ─────««Am I the asshole? Yeah, pretty much. But I’m not a monster. I couldn’t sleep the rest of the night because Lucian’s face seemed to haunt me. When I woke up next after aggressively dangling my body on the edge of this uncomfortable sofa cushion, I decided sleep was for the weak. When I sat up, I was surprised to find Lucian staring at the darkness outside with the same haunted expression he had on when he threw himself on me. What was that all about by the way?I probably should have asked him some more questions rather than reacting the way I did. But this is. Expecting anything less than a violent angry response would be completely unreasonable. As quietly as I could, I moved my body to sit more comfortably. A few inches from the edge of the cushion where I might have fallen. How did I get any sleep while I was there by the way?I should have awoken with a concussion. I was so close to the edge. I stretched out my muscles before channeling all
✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧I worked on the garden for what felt like hours, my hands buried in the dirt, the repetitive motions soothing in a way I hadn’t expected. The air was crisp, carrying the scent of soil and faintly blooming flowers, and for the first time in a long time, I felt grounded. The sun had begun to dip below the horizon, casting long shadows over the garden, but I kept going, unwilling to return inside just yet.Percy returned a few minutes into my work—though not by choice. He had been caught attempting to scale the outer wall and was now being dragged back by an experienced wolf who hadn’t even bothered to shift back into human form. The massive beast had its sharp teeth clamped onto Percy’s shirt, dragging him across the ground with little effort, despite Percy’s grumbling protests.I couldn’t help it—I laughed. Hard.Percy shot me a glare, brushing dirt off his clothes the second he was released. “Glad you’re enjoying this,” he muttered, voice thick with irritatio
/The Past/ ✧༝┉˚❋Lucian Montague❋˚┉༝✧Divorces are not to be taken lightly. A child from a broken home can really be messed up depending on how the divorce goes-- those are the words from my therapist. When my parents split up I was only six years old. Dealing with the fight between my father and my mother. Which led to my father’s arrest, and his having to serve a sixteen-year sentence.I’m ten now. He’s still in jail- been there for four years now, and sure you can argue that I should hate him for strapping my unconscious mother to a chair in the house and setting it on fire. Only to call the police on himself when he realized I was upstairs sleeping. You can say all of those things, and I do hate him but he wasn’t a bad father. Just a crappy husband. In fact, he was a good husband until something changed.The divorce was hard on me, and mostly my mother. She had to recover and I had to testify against my father. Who swears when he gets ...
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