Enemies Novels & Stories

“The enemy of my enemy is my friend.” “They have nothing to gain from allying with the Van Helsings,” she pointed out. “They will simply wipe you out, or take you prisoner, along with every other land dweller. You saw what they did to Trayrock, to your base in Narrigil. You heard Niarthen. The Mer are greater in number, have better technology, and they’re prepared for this war. Your time is up.”

The true enemy had arrived. The Fallen Alpha.

“She’s not weak. She’s survived worse than what we’ve thrown at her so far.” A smile crept into the darkness. “I’m not underestimating her. I’m studying her.” He leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering. “And while she has people who love her, she has just as many who resent her. Old grudges. Quiet hatred. People waiting for the right excuse.” The first man exhaled slowly. “Enemies.” “Yes,” the second said, satisfaction bleeding into the word. “And enemies are far more useful than loyal friends. Friends protect. Enemies destroy.”

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.

Handsome as sin, one of the over privileged geeks of this world and not to mention a hopeless flirt. “Don’t tell me that you’ve been admitted to this university?” she asked in a baffled voice. “No, of course not. I’m here only to have a nice chat with you!” he sneered. Flustered, she bit her lip and did what she did best at around Ashton Cooper-ignore him. Their mutual dislike had begun five years ago when she had unknowingly hurt his ego so badly that apparently he couldn’t leave her alone anymore. Ever since that famous incident, Ashton had made it a point to humiliate her. She regretted it- not the fact that they were not friends but that they were enemies.

My face is stiff and my jaw hurts from smiling like an idiotic mascot. Alessio returns to his room without a word. The fact that I'm annoyed because he doesn't say much is getting on my nerves. Why do I care? I check my phone to see that I've been added to a new group chat called Family Bonding Time. Giulio starts the conversation by sending emojis and welcoming us to the chat. I see Enzo and the others online. Enzo: What the fuck? Giuseppe: A new chat? What are you up to?

Defeated. ---

My gut is telling me that they are just waiting for the calm before the storm—the silence that will perfectly deafen anyone when they break it. And lunge for the Werewolves’ throats, as well as the rest of the residents here in Stella’s Soul. Even if I cannot see the future, I know these monsters will strike at their enemy’s weakest. At the time their enemies least expected them to attack. And I…I don’t know whether I am their ally or enemy. The hell I care. But for me, I have always seen them as an enemy. My enemies. Once an enemy is always an enemy, as much as a dove is always a prey to a serpent. As much as a lamb is always m

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

"Welcome, my friends and foes, I have called you here to let you know that I need you. We've had our days of love and hate, but today is for war. The enemies have come so close that it hits to the bone. The enemies stepped into our territory and attempted to take Mother's life without mercy. Mother is our maker and creator. She is our god, and we can't let her die. We cannot let the enemies step into our territory without facing the repercussions. More enemies will come. I need you to fight for me. I need you to be with me even when I am awake. I need you to fight f