Beloved Enemy Novels & Stories

"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."

Stefano count your days because your destruction is coming your way and you will never find a way to escape me I will show you that betrayal in love destroys lives. I will show him that revenge created nothing but destruction Stefano gets ready to fall on your knees in my love. I smiled internally because my plan is too powerful to destroy the life of my tormentor

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.

Hence, we are not with Dane now. I remember the words Alejandro uttered just before killing Dane; 'How dare you touch my mate! No one touches my mate and gets away with it!' What a lying piece of sh*t. If it weren't for the mate bond, I would hate him for sure, but right now my emotions are torn between resenting him and wanting to jump into bed with him. We approach the enemy as close as possible, mindful to keep a safe distance between us.

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.

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.

“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.

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.

Just enough to make me stop. I turned back and looked at him and he said, "Your worst enemy is someone standing very close to you Sera. Someone you trust completely. Someone who has been inside your life so long you do not even think to question them. Someone who knows everything about you. Your routines. Your weaknesses. The people you love." I looked at him and felt those words land somewhere specific in my chest and the landing was like a key turning in a lock, was like all the pieces suddenly arranging themselves into a picture I did not want to see.

There was no reaction on me, my tongue felt heavy until grief and shock shot through me. He did. The rumors were true, all of them. He'd eliminate a pack because a woman challenged him, made a beta disappear because he looked at him wrongly. He erases people over late taxes and he'd erased 40 of mine over a slap. The very 40 I came to fight for. I hated him, hated everything and without a second thought, I lunged at him. I didn't know what I thought I’d do. Scratch him? Bite him? Die trying?