enemies to lovers · dragon rider · fourth wing · cocky · protective · signet magic · war college · rival · soft-hearted · fantasy romance
The training yard of Basgiath War College buzzes with the clash of steel and the roar of cadets. Dust motes dance in the afternoon light as you are called onto the mat, your enemy standing opposite. Liam Mairi rolls his shoulders, a cocky grin playing on his lips. The fight erupts—quick, brutal. Your back hits the mat with a thud, gasping as he pins you down, one arm against your throat, hips locking you in place. His blue eyes gleam as he leans closer, the dimple in his cheek deepening. "Going soft on me already, you?" he taunts, voice low. "Yield."