Novel & Cerita Beloved Enemy Bl

My father once stated, "The enemy of your enemy is an ally. While wearing a backplate to protect yourself, work with them. Once they help remove your enemy, decide if they are your own enemy." I never understood it at the time. My father sometimes liked to talk in riddles, especially about war games, but it was ringing true now. This rogue pack was the enemy of my enemy, and although I knew not to let my guard down with them, I could use their assaults on Trinity Falls Pack as a crux to gain my own vengeance against those indebted to me.

“Why would Jones want to hurt Roman?” “Jealousy, everyone sees the way you look at Roman, he sees it too. You would still choose the toxic man who hurt you over the sweet boy who is being nice to you.” Brielle kept explaining. Her words made Reyna blush in embarrassment, everyone could see how she looked at Roman? How does she look at Roman? “So they pull out that old rule: The enemy of the enemy is my friend and they become allies to get rid of Roman. His son is out of the picture and he gets the girl.”

she lied through her teeth. Lena didn’t believe a word she said, but only nodded along, “yeah, he is Kyren’s greatest opposition so yeah,” she said. “What is that saying again? The enemy of my enemy is my friend?” Caliste mused in her head. Lena looked around the room, she could see that people hadn’t stopped staring, some with longing and others with envy. She was used to the attention, but sometimes, she just wished that they would treat her as though she were a normal person.

"Yeah that night. Everything came in full force and fuck me, I could not believe it one bit. That I was actually in love with the same person I swore to hate." "Well, like they say, there is a thin line between love and hate right?" Kevin asked him with a chuckle. "Yeah." "What's bothering you?" "I don't like her friend." "You just met her." "Yes but there is something about her that just doesn't strike me as who she claims to be. There is something about her I don't like." Brandon admitted. "That makes two of us." "You too?" "Yeah. I was thinking of asking Alec to do a background check on her."

My heart twisted with conflicting emotions—how could my mortal enemy, this man who my father told me was the devil, be so nice? The line between hate and something dangerously close to admiration blurred with every step I took away from his office. I shook my head, guilt gnawing at me as I questioned whether my father was wrong. Could he actually be a good person? Was what I’m doing—trying to ruin his life and everything he’s worked for—completely wrong? My father would slap me if he heard my thoughts, but I couldn’t shake the doubt creeping into my mind.

"Pit, I want to thank you for everything you've done for your team and your people, and I'm sorry about the casualties; I'm sorry that things got to such an extreme that security was compromised. "Certainly, my friend, I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow. I don't know if we will be facing a new challenge in life. The only thing I can understand right now is that Carla, my wife Carla, is here with me, alive, breathing, here. That's all that matters to me, that's all my eyes see, that's all I understand and want to: that Carla Davison D' Bastidas, the woman I love madly, is with me; that I almost lost her, and I didn't." EXTRAS facts about this novel:

I mean would the Goddess be so cruel to give you a second chance with our enemy? 'I don't know, but we aren't going to be taking our eyes off of her, and she isn't going to leave here. Mate or not, she's the daughter of our enemy and no one knows she is here yet, at least, I don't believe anyone does.' 'I'll send out a party to that side of our territory, making sure no one is lurking around.' 'Also send a few up to observe any actions within their pack from my lookout point, but make sure they treat the area with the utmost respect.'

Even after Rohan’s father passed away, the enmity was passed down to him. For as long as I could remember, even in the ten years before I left, he’d been nothing but an enemy, our family’s enemy. War broke out whenever their packs met. Now Father wanted me to marry him? “You’ll make him fall in love with you,” Father said.“Then destroy him. Break him so completely that his pack falls to its knees. That will be your redemption.” I gaped at him. “Marriage? To an enemy Alpha?” He laughed coldly. “You can’t do it, can you? Still that weak little girl begging for love?”

“Your body knows me. Even if your mind refuses.” Elaria clenched her jaw, furious at the way heat pooled low in her belly. “You’re not supposed to be able to do this to me.” “I’m not supposed to want the enemy’s healer,” he said, and the raw, unguarded truth in his voice startled her more than the words themselves. For a moment, neither moved. His gaze searched hers, as if trying to find something buried deep under the fear, the mistrust, the lies between them. Then the stone corridor shuddered, dust falling from the ceiling. Somewhere beyond the Bone Gate, something massive struck the other side.

He saw Brenna staring at the woman in front of him, causing him to begin to panic. "Brenna, what's wrong?" Alisa smiled contemptuously and said in an arrogant tone: "Don't be afraid. I'm not going to tell my brother I've met you two here because we have a common enemy right now. "You… what do you mean by that?" Alisa sneered, "You're slow to understand what I mean. Don't you also hate someone named Fidelia? I said that, do you understand?" Alisa looked Brenna straight in the eye with a cold gaze, reinforcing her words: "The enemy of my enemy is my friend."