Beloved Enemy Bl Novels & Stories

She was the only one who also knew how close I was with him. Or could it really be that stalker? "I don't believe you." I spat out; the muscles in my body were starting to get less tense after listening to her confession, which was quite believable. "I am not forcing you to do that." She shrugged. "You now have more enemies. The enemy of my enemy is my friend. I really want to know who that person is, and let me see if I could also get to figure things out with that person." She added, her hands touching my hair while her eyes filled with pity. "Have a good night's rest."

"And now you're asking for an alliance? How… unexpected. Especially from someone as haughty as you." Steven exhaled heavily. "Times change," he said curtly. "My pack's survival is more important to me than my pride. And unexpected challenges require unexpected allies." He returned their gaze unflinchingly. "I'm sure you're familiar with the saying: The enemy of my enemy is my friend." A spark of something passed through their eyes. Finally, one of them stepped forward. "You precede your reputation, Steven Blackwood," she murmured, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

the enemy of my enemy is my friend". Sheena was hurt at what happened to her lover and sought revenge. I, on the other hand just wanted to cut off a weed. “I'll do my best“ “Then hurt that fucker for me“

White for a truce, Green for trade agreement, Blue for Marriages alliances and Black for war. I looked up from the parchment to my father. “What is the meaning of this?” When he didn't respond, I slammed my fist against the desk. “Answer me, father!” “It wasn't my fault!” He dragged his hand through his hair. “It wasn't my fault! This is all on you!” I lifted the black parchment again. “This is all on me? When did I ever agree to wage war with the Red Claws pack!” My body shuddered when I said that name. The Red Claws Pack is the most feared pack in the entire realm and their leader, Alpha Asher, was nicknamed the “Red Beast.”

"Go home, Cole." "Can't. You called me here at midnight, remember?" A pause. The sound of ice shifting in a glass. "Which, by the way, you've never done before. So either someone is dead or something happened that you don't know how to process. Given that you look like you're trying to burn the city down with your eyes, I'm guessing option two." Cole Voss. Damien's Beta. His second in command, his oldest friend, and the only man alive who spoke to him like that and kept his throat.

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

We will not. Even if I myself am yet to be their Luna. That is if Alpha Caelum ever planned to let me be his Luna. I looked to my right and Caelum seemed to bite the shit out of Gideon as if decades worth of wrath had finally been unleashed from his chest, all the way up to his teeth and fangs. Alpha Caelum, the enemy of my enemy—that’s what he is to me. I wonder what I am to him...I mused.

She could feel heat radiating from his piercing gaze, intense and unwavering, as it locked onto her lips the moment she dared to open her eyes. "Is this what they mean when they say keep your friends close and enemies even closer?" The question reverberated in her mind, a breathless whisper tinged with confusion and urgency. She wrestled with her thoughts, realizing, 'He's not the enemy here or my foe; that title belongs to Sheppard Choi. Victor Choi, on the other hand, is nothing more than a captivating challenge—intriguing, unpredictable, and undeniably compelling man that could easily sidetrack her from her mission at hand.'

“She has your mind, your fury, but she fights with something you never had, purpose. Men would die for her. That makes her lethal.” “Don’t say her name,” the Vulture said quietly. Santiago hesitated. “You still...” “I said don’t.” The silence was sharp, suffocating. Then, softly, “She made her choice. She stands beside the man who took everything from me. That makes her my enemy.” Santiago exhaled. “You’re an interesting man, Vulture. Declaring your own blood an enemy.” The Vulture turned from the window, his face pale under the lightning. “I declare anyone who betrays me an enemy. Even God.”

“Our world has grown to the extent that two leaders just isn’t enough. That’s why all these bottom feeders are joining forces with Ventura. That’s why your own turned against you…” “We were never on the same team.” “Yet he still outsmarted you.” “You motherf—” Blanco leaped towards him, but Alberto held out his hand to hold him back. “I propose a new alliance. We too have had our own mishaps,” he muttered, making his father’s jaw tick in irritation. “But you know that saying?” He snapped his fingers as he thought about it. “The one about the enemy of my enemy is my friend…” “How do we know that this isn’t old?” Alberto asked him, leaning forward as his elbows rested on his knees.