Enemies Movie Novels & Stories

Unsettling. Ava read over his shoulder, her eyes widening. “Who could have sent this?” Roman’s expression hardened as he folded the paper once more. “We have three main enemies,” he said calmly. “Clara. Julian. Or Damian.” He looked at her, his jaw set. “Whichever one it is, I’m ready.” Without another word, he tore the note into pieces and let them fall into the trash beside the car. Then he opened the door for her again. “Let’s go,” he said.

It made me realize how these men were trained their whole lives for moments like this. They worked as a team, each one of them knowing their roles by instinct. One fired to disrupt the drugged elites’ vision, while others pinned them against shattered tables and twisted steel. The finishers moved in, driving their blades through their skulls to end the abominations for good. But even with their help, the aggressive monsters refused to stay dead. “We have to find our way out,” I muttered as I found myself right behind Isabella’s back. This wasn’t a battle that we could win by experience and numbers.

“No wonder you’ve been losing focus. You were falling for her, bro.” “Falling?” Damian snapped, his tone razor sharp. “Don’t use that word. She deceived me. She let me stand in front of her like a fool, talking about taking that seat, when she was already sitting on it.” Ryan studied him quietly. “Maybe she wasn’t trying to deceive you. Maybe she just didn’t tell you everything yet. You ever think of that?” Damian’s fists clenched. “Don’t defend her, Ryan. Not now. I trusted her, and she turned out to be my enemy. I can’t afford enemies.”

When the door closed behind her, Adrian remained where he was, pulse steady but alive, mind sharp but undeniably altered. Enemies didn’t stand this close. Enemies didn’t share this much air. And if tomorrow was war— Tonight had already changed the rules.

My mother looked at me pitifully. However, I felt nothing. "If you need anything, go to Anna. After all, I'm an ungrateful daughter," I said, turning to leave. "Deena, how can you be so heartless?" My mother shouted at me. I sneered. Why did my mother always say the same thing? "Please. Save Anna! She's been tricked into a Mexican cartel’s territory, and they want a ransom of 500,000 dollars!" What? I was stunned. How did Anna end up in Mexican cartel territory?

She rushed to the study table, that was arranged neatly and picked up the papers placed at one side. Drug shipmemts. Stripper clubs. Casinos. Planned assassinations. Enemies... “ Enemies? ” Ana snickered at the name of the thick file. She Placed the other files down and opened the one in her hand that had a red lable stating 'Enemies'. He really had so many enemies?

"It was me who asked for her help in saving the rogue because I couldn't let it die in the woods. It was supposed to be me, not Ava... so if you could, please..." I saw how his expression darkened as he clenched his jaw. "Rogues are one of our enemies, Tasha," he said the exact same words that Raiah told me earlier. "Bringing an enemy inside the packhouse is a grave sin that a pack member could commit, and the only punishment for it is..." He interrupted himself, and I could only look down, hoping that it was not too late for me to do something to save Ava. "Please..." I begged.

Despite Tera's horrible outward attitude, she is actually quite nice, I figured. My thoughts were interrupted when the bickering of the two returned. Zack gave Sarah a deadly glare. If glares could kill, his might have plunged into her like a dagger. Sarah then flicked his forehead and then continued the conversation, "Honestly, these hunters would kill first then talk later. I'm the only rational one in the organization." "Yet, you have the most enemies out of all the hunters in the organization." Zack retorted. Sarah shot back, "That's because your enemies are already dead."

‘Do you have any idea that why Stephen was doubting Mom behind all this? ‘I’m totally clueless about it. Right now, I can’t point out our NEW enemy, who plotted all this against us.’ ‘Same here. And if I start counting the number of enemies in my life, then the list of people who hate would not be less than ten to twelve pages.’, For the first time, I realized that I had made enemies more than friends. In fact, I hadn’t made a single true friend. I was thinking all these things when one of the guards of the dungeon opened the door of the cell.

It definitely had to be from somewhere or something important, after all, he's been ignoring a few calls since made that post. "You did well," a voice on the other end said. "But don't bother with any investigation. You'll definitely be watched by some sort of enemies from now on or whoever is probably against your girlfriend. Also, for now, we won't be meeting." Edward's mind was in a bit of confusion as he tried to make sense of the cryptic message. "Enemies"? "Yes." Edward breathed out a sigh with some many things on his mind. This stranger he had met yesterday that refused to even mention his name seems to be so weird and strange and Edward could not help wondering what the reason for th