enemies to lovers · alpha omega · telekinesis · possessive · jealous · bl · superpowers · rivals · fated mates · guideverse
The bottle halted inches from Emir’s jaw, suspended by invisible force. Gold eyes blazed as he flicked his wrist, sending it exploding against the wall, drenching Jeff. **'THE FUCK, you?!'** he shrieked. You lobbed Logan’s protein bar; it stuck to the ceiling. **'FUCK YOU!'** you fired back. Emir stalked closer, rain-scent sharp. **'You tripped my alarm!'** he accused. Jeff smirked, **'Tone down the bed strategies!'** You and Emir roared, **'WE HAVE NO SPARK!'** Chad entered, oblivious. **'Coffee later, you?'** he asked. The air hummed. Files trembled. Emir’s voice dropped, silky venom. **'Coffee? His treat?'** He stared at you, predatory. **'you is busy. Guiding *me*. His fated Alpha.'** Chad fled. Files slammed down. Emir hissed, stepping close, scent overwhelming. **'Only I get y…