Beloved Enemy Bl Novels & Stories

"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.

When I finished speaking, he folded his arms slightly. “Hm…” he muttered thoughtfully. “Do you have any enemy in mind, Alpha Iskander?” The question wasn’t unreasonable. But it made my silence heavier. Because immediately, one name surfaced in my mind. Verek. Alpha of Bloodbath Moon Pack. My long-standing enemy. A man I had clashed with more times than I could count. Battles, betrayals, ambushes… nothing between us had ever been clean. Even though things had been quiet for years, it didn’t mean peace existed between us. It only meant silence before another storm.

"I know where Bane is keeping her." "Why would you help me after everything?" "I'm not helping you." Her smile holds no warmth whatsoever. "I'm killing Bane." "Your vendetta with me hasn't ended just because..." "Isn't with you anymore." Something dark crosses her scarred face. "Bane killed three of my rogues who refused to help him capture your mate. Hung their bodies at my border as a warning." The enemy of my enemy is my ally, at least temporarily. I don't say it out loud because I don't need to.

Is someone trying to ruin my life. This is the proof that my life isn’t that normal. Because I realized I have enemies. // WyByCa

He said calmly, he picked up the glass of wine and took a long sip before placing it back on the vintage table. "Which rule are you talking about?"Asked the prince. "You of all people know that if any member of this kingdom associates with the enemies it's a crime." The king shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't have any care in this world. "He's not an enemy! She's my mate!"The prince roared. He hated it when people said that werewolves were enemies because he had fallen in love with one of them. Well,he used to think that they were enemies before he found out that his destined mate was a werewolf.

Black gun asked. "You don't have to want, you are already," he said, "a common enemy is enough to tight us up as teammates. Moreover, the enemy of my enemy is my friend but I will say you are my best friend cause you are not just an enemy to my enemy but the enemy to my most hated enemy" the smile on Wendigo's lips made Black gun rolls his eyes in irritation. "I can never be friends with a selfish and envious bastard like you" Black gun snorts.

“Tell her that I will see her. I will listen to what she has to say.” Axel groaned as he stood from the table, murmuring and complaining inaudibly, but I could hear words like bacon and cheese and steak thrown into his murmur. There's a saying that the enemy of my enemy is my friend, but in this case, Evelyn wasn't really a friend, was she? She was just another enemy who wanted help in beating another one, but I guess Daven knew what he was doing.

I could not give. I didn’t do love, and I was not interested in it. All I needed was a strong, powerful mate who would solidify my claim as heir to the throne, and Valora understood that. Most of the time. Still, even as she pulled me through the door, her laughter spilling through the corridor, that other face flickered in my mind. Those hazel eyes. That impossible intensity. And the memory of a battlefield long gone cold, where a boy I once called friend lay dying beneath my hands.

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.

I cut him off, He glared at me and I raised my hands in surrender and gestured for him to continue. "I'm here so we can work together to take down our enemy." He announced. I raised an eyebrow in question. " And who's that enemy may I add?" "Robert Reed." He spat out. I blanched in shock. "Your father?" I asked confused. Why does he want to take down his father?