Amar A Tu Enemigo Novels & Stories

Her taste was still on my tongue. "What do you say, Alpha?" I pulled out myself from my thoughts and stared at his Beta, Kelvin. "It looks natural but it does seem. Wild animals stay out of our territory as they can sense the danger." I told them. I had a lot of enemies. Thanks to my f****** father. His death didn't merely bring me the title of the Alpha but a bucket full of enemies. "We couldn't smell or get anything suspicious," Max said. There is where you are allowing your enemies to dig your grave, and rule your people. He doesn't need to know my thoughts.

"He is a sneaky one. I can tell from his thoughts." "Isn't that that interesting," Father Isaiah observed. "Logan wasn't wrong. You are an interesting specimen. However, back to the topic of conversation - the enemy of your enemy is your friend. It’s time we become friends.” “If the enemy of my enemy is my friend, I think that I would prefer to be friendly with the Mer.” Aislen snapped.

He spoke to me like he was talking to a little girl. I nodded, feeling my lower lip tremble. “You’re mean,” I pouted. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to the beach, and when I get back, I want to see my room normal again. We’re enemies here, I get it, but outside, it’ll be like we’re the best friends in the world.” I patted his shoulder. “I don’t see you as my enemy, Amanda. You see me as a threat because of everything with the trial, I know, but I’m just trying to do the right thing,” he said seriously.

"You will prove loyalty not with words, but with blood." With blood, a murmur ran through the crowd, warriors look at each other. I dared not look up until I heard his next words. "Kill the enemy that stands before you, each one has an enemy whether inside the pack or outside. Do not falter, save yourself or the enemy will kill you. Do not disobey, and become stronger." When I finally raised my eyes, I saw her. My eyes widened in a scene that I have never expected. Did Carla considered me as her enemy? Or was it the other way around?

Astrid Lancetii is known as a multi billionaire CEO in London. As a vampire who saw her mother destroyed by a blood-bond, Astrid’s life is governed by one rule: Never depend on a single source. She keeps her hunger satisfied through casual, fleeting encounters, ensuring no one ever gets close enough to own her. Until she picks the wrong man for a snack. William Winchester isn’t just another high-society playboy. He is the Alpha of the disgraced Winchester Pack, a man who has spent years in the shadows planning to reclaim the legacy Astrid’s father stole from him. After a night of calculated passion, William reveals his trap: a high-definition recording of Astrid’s true nature. With the

“Are you okay?” I nodded, exhaling shakily. “I’m… more than okay. I’m ready. And I won’t let them hurt you—or anyone else—with me here.” He smiled faintly, brushing his forehead against mine briefly. “I know. And I’ll be here, always.” The moment was brief—danger never waits—but it anchored me. The shard hummed softly in my hand, almost acknowledging our bond, amplifying our resolve. Mara wiped blood from one of her blades, glaring at the retreating shadows. “First strike. Not the last.”

For the first time in days, I felt as though fate had finally handed me something I could use. If jealousy was enough to make Adrian lose his composure, then perhaps it could become the very weapon I needed to bring him to his knees.

"What do you know about the current animosity between our two packs" I stared at him, placing my own walls up. For a brief moment, I no longer felt like I was talking to my mate, instead I felt as if I was about to betray my entire pack, and worst of all, my own family. Amara brought me back to my senses, filling my thoughts with memories and images of tender moments between Grayson and I. Grayson may have once been the enemy, but he's now my mate. If I really want to bring peace to our packs I need to be honest with him, and I really have nothing to hide. I take a deep breath to calm myself before I take down my walls and look into my mates eyes, projecting an air of sincerity.

Hell no. What if the woman in the pictures return and I’m kicked out. What if she’s a terrible human being and my child ends up exactly the way I did though out my childhood. The life I’ve lived I wouldn’t even wish it upon my worst enemy. Not that I have any enemies. I know it’s an expression. But the more I think about it the harder I find it to believe that people don’t want their worst enemies to suffer. It makes no sense to me. “You know I thought you’d be full of smiles today.” Amara says poking my side.

Ara stuttered as she sobbed. Zandro was stunned by what Ara said, "What really happened to you" he thought. He just let Ara cry and didn't let go. "Tell me what happened, I will help you." "You can't help me... No one can help me... I don't know who my real opponent is, maybe the ones I trust, maybe myself or YOU" Ara uttered. "I'm not your enemy, Ara. I may even be your ally in your fight" ani Zandro. Ara shook her head and cried even more "I have no other ally but myself, even you" she said and at the same time pointing at Zandro's chest "You will have no ally in this bitter world but only yourself."