The Nephilim's Finesse: a hot enemies-to-lovers paranormal romance by Eliza Hampstead

Author:Eliza Hampstead [Hampstead, Eliza]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-15T16:00:00+00:00

When I was out of the room, I leaned my weight against the desk and glared at John. All my anger, frustration, and disappointment in that moment slowly morphed into a raging wave of fury. My knuckles were white from clenching my fists so tightly that they had gone numb.

“Fuck!” I slammed a hand down on the wood with a resounding thud, leaving a lasting impression on its grainy surface.

“What happened?” John asked cautiously.

“I wasted two of my questions with her because I lost focus!” I spat out bitterly. She had this effect on me that I couldn't shake off.

“Could happen to anybody...”

“No!” I punched the concrete wall with all my might. The impact reverberated through my body, muffling my yell. My fists left deep indentations in the material, and blood trickled from the creases of my knuckles where the skin had been ripped away. After flying off the handle like that, I exhaled deeply, trying to regain some semblance of composure. “No. This shouldn’t happen. I shouldn’t let her get to me.”

John chuckled softly despite the situation. “At that, you failed miserably.”

“I meant emotionally," I corrected him tersely.

He just raised an eyebrow in response, recognising that there was no use in denying what he saw right before his eyes. She got under my skin so easily that it made me more furious at myself than anything else. It was embarrassing how she could press my buttons, something I had never allowed anyone else to do before her.

"I need to be more in control,” I said firmly. “I should play her, not the other way around."

John shook his head gently, as if trying to correct a misperception. “I don’t have the impression that she plays you. I don't hear what is said between you two, but her face is always honest; there's no slyness or manipulation when she talks to you." He scratched his brown hair for a moment and then added, "She’s affected by you, too.”

I grunted in response before tracing my fingers over the dent in the wooden desk, feeling its shape through skin instead of sight.

“She's our nemesis. Your opinions on matters couldn’t be more opposite. It’s clear as day that you’ll fight over them. You both seem to trigger the worst in the other. I mean, I watched this. You sat down, and a minute later, both of you faced each other, ready to jump at each other's throat. What happened? Usually, nobody can make you lose your cool.”

John was right. She triggered something in me. For the better and the worse, and I had to find a way to cope with it.

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