Dear Nemesis Novels & Stories

Chapter 38 If Jake was right, who would want to do something this cruel and go as far as taking my life? The answer to that question was far from coming. The only enemy I had was Jason, but taking my life was too brutal. Jason was evil, no doubt, but he wouldn’t go that far… would he?

"Did you break your hand? Can you still type out a proposal? There's a bid in three days!" I suddenly felt nauseous and threw up in the car. There was a grunt. Gary kicked me on the shoulder in case I touched his new shoes. … I was in a luxurious single room when I woke up. "Darling, you're finally awake. We were so worried about you." Howard and his wife were by my bed. They were so worried about me that their hair had turned gray. Howard said with a pained look, "It's my fault. I gathered all the money a few minutes late and asked Gary to send it to Charles. Unexpectedly, he didn't keep his word and said he didn't want the money but wanted to kill you instead!"

said Chloe but the deities were stunned when they saw Zyrene. "Ohhh! No wonder the story seems familiar. So it's you. One of the followers of Astrid the most pathetic goddess that ever lives. Is that story inspired from your Master's foolishness?" said Nemesis, the Goddess of revenge with a sarcastic tone. Zyrene and Klein clenched their fists because of the insult that Nemesis threw to the goddess they used to serve. "Nemesis stops it," said Iris the Goddess of the rainbow and messenger of the Gods, as she felt tension building around the twins.

Yet none of those names could even describe perfectly how disgusting and disappointing it was to watch a werewolf fail her duty. He follows her with his eyes. He watches how she bends forward and kisses the forehead of the human girl kneeling before her. Focusing his alpha abilities on the scene in front of him, Alpha Roman manges to listen in on the conversation going on miles away between his mate and the human she was supposed to kill. “I'm sorry, Mia, you deserve none of this.’’ Just hearing the female say those words disgusted him more than anything. He stares at her intently. He wanted to convince himself that his wolf was lying. Mistaken maybe?

Also, the thought of some arrogant new guy coming in and messing with my team’s chemistry pissed me off instantly. I opened my mouth to fire these questions at coach, but the door knob turned just then. “Reeves, your new teammate.” Coach gestured behind me. Frowning, I slowly glanced over my shoulder and the world stopped as familiar bright blue eyes met mine. Hunter Fucking Beaumont? He stretched a hand towards me, lips pressed into a thin line. “Hello, Captain.”

Damon’s POV: My nemesis. That was the label I had pinned on her the moment I realized I couldn't ignore her existence. She wasn't an enemy in the traditional sense—she didn't carry a gun or plot my downfall in the dark—but she was the one opponent I could never seem to beat. She was the glitch in my life, the persistent static in my frequency. My downfall. My undoing. It all started on December 31, 2012. That was the first time I actually stood in the same room as her. I was eleven years old and she was nine. It was a New Year’s Eve dinner.

It is after all a revenge game and as much as he hates to admit it, the reality still remains that the poor Janice is merely a pawn in the revenge game of chess. It is a dangerous world we live in. And people are willing to stake anything, no matter how precious it might be, on the line to achieve their aims. Only that this time, he came with a free mind with only one clear-cut goal in mind: to destroy the jordans and exert vengeance! Mr Thomas Jordan must go down!!!! "Drake?!" Janice called out, this time. it was her turn to wave her hand over his face frantically. " you seem lost for a bit."

Sir Malik replied before Lady Nerida would, because she was already sobbing quietly. Could the signal be when Lena howled? Is that what she meant? “Then how sure are you that we wouldn't exploit your blood, considering all you've just told us?” I asked with a raise of my brow, but his expression did not even change. Lady Nerida replied this time, “We have another talent, discerning. Whenever someone has ill intent towards us, we would know. And if someone has pure intentions towards us, we will also know. That's how we make friends.”

“We’ll call her Lilith, belonging to the night.” They had two months of happiness while Arden’s advisors grew increasingly suspicious about why their Alpha kept disappearing. Then a seer had a vision during court and everything fell apart. “A child born of moon and blood will either unite the realms or destroy them,” the seer gasped, her eyes rolled back in her head. “When she comes of age, the ancient enemy will rise, She is salvation or annihilation. There is no middle ground.”