Accidental Allies Novels & Stories

Never conspire in the dark. And Ava Carter was about to discover that her first ally carried a secret far more dangerous than she had imagined.

We hadn’t expected Osric. Before he'd stepped out of the dark and offered us something none of us had thought to ask for, it had never once crossed my mind that we might find allies among the very demons trying to destroy us. Enemies, yes. Casualties, unfortunately. But allies? That was something I’d never seen coming. Osric had thoroughly proved us all wrong.

“There are no eternal friends, Sir York… However, the enemy of my enemy is most certainly my friend! “The moment Ms. Zimmer fell into Aleah’s hands, I knew we had a chance to work together. “Simply put, not only are you helping me, but you’re also helping Ms. Zimmer, right?” Harvey chuckled coldly. “Are you trying to sell me a favor when your organization’s the one causing trouble? “Are you sure we can call this working together?”

I went back upstairs. I lay in the dark and thought about files and the particular economy of trust — how it accumulates not through declarations but through small material exchanges, one at a time, in the right direction. She'd given me something. I'd given her something. We weren't friends. We weren't allies yet. But we were no longer strangers in quite the same way. The system, eventually: [Informant probability revised to 13%. Alliance probability: 81%. This unit notes you acted against direct self-interest for no calculable survival benefit. This is occurring with increasing frequency.]

Only Royane and Xavier remain, standing silently beside the fountain like they didn't just traumatize someone. I should’ve left. I should’ve gone straight to Roxie and confessed everything. But I couldn’t move. Because I realize something. I had once mistaken these people as threats, I was cautious about them when they were my protectors. How do I distinguish allies and enemies? I've been all alone for so long, trusting only myself. But now I'm in an academy and they're apparently people who are protecting me. How do I not make the mistake of seeing my allies as enemies?

I sat for a moment with the phone in my hand and thought about a man who had walked into my conference room six weeks ago with his own coffee and thirty-two million dollars of Trident Partners about to go wrong and had been, in the time since, one of the most useful people in the building of the thing I was finishing. Not because he wanted to help me. Because the thing I was doing happened to be the correct thing from the perspective of a man who believed in accurate information and correct processes. That was, I had learned over five years of building something, the most reliable kind of ally. Not the loyal kind. Not the grateful kind. The kind whose interests happened to align with yours b

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“Brandon, you have got to be fucking joking. Did you hit your head on the way over here?” Brandon’s smile turned mean, a vindictive gleam dancing in his eyes. “I wish I were. Alpha Malice Banks, you are being charged with high treason against Stonehaven Pack. We have proof that you have been working directly with the rogue traders, facilitating the tracking and kidnapping of our lower-district Omegas.” Brandon’s eyes flickered up to Nathaniel, his jaw tightening with a brief flash of bitter jealousy before he snapped his gaze back to me, pulling a pair of heavy, silver-lined suppression cuffs from his belt.

I wanted to enjoy myself because I knew Reynolds wasn't just going to come over to a bar and not have ladies he was going to flaunt. "You are the alpha and you never can tell when some rogues will show up just to eliminate you and you know you now have many more rivals because of your partnership with the Democratic Alliance Party." Fridolf scoffed. "I am your beta and it is my duty to protect you because your well-being is the pack's strength!!" He said in a low tone.

“ I cannot be a Valentino. I don't like those people. My name is Alejandro, you have heard of me, right? I am Rodrigo’s worst enemy and drug lord” That name Alejandro sounded so familiar, even though Rodrigo has not told me anything about his business dealings with so many people in the mafia family, I have overheard him and Marcello talking about Alejandro, and sometimes when he was in a bad mood, it was because of some failed transaction that his enemy had taken away from him. I had no idea that all this while I had his eyes on me, and was waiting for the day that I would get out on the street alone, and then he would seize that opportunity and abduct me. However, I was curious about one