Enemies With Benefits Novels & Stories

Beta Nancy and Gamma Kelly also sent in some of their warriors, despite the need to protect their own packs. However, the enemy’s numbers seemed endless, and they kept pouring in from all directions. Rogues added to the chaos, wreaking havoc alongside the DNA-modified humans. I knew they couldn’t keep fighting like this indefinitely. I needed to find a way to cut off their reinforcements and take down their leaders. The battle raged on, intense and unforgiving, but our pack had to prevail. Kat used her serums and powers to hold off Lilith and her minions, while Steven, Dad, and our warriors fought tirelessly. Despite the efforts of every ally, we were pushed back, crossing our last line of d

Shawn immediately shot a threatening look “Do you want grandpa, dad and, Uncle to kill me? Don’t say things like that too lightly. It’s not helpful at all. You are a Kingsley whether we all like it or not and you disappearing is a possibility that none of us would like.” Pru was taken aback, she was so preoccupied with fixing their current situation that she wasn't thinking straight. Her statement was too reckless - though said in jest and for good intentions - and it could cause unnecessary distress to many. “Shawn’s right Pru. I am deeply touched with how you want us to be together” Eunice held on to Pru’s hands and squeezed it gently “I understand where Shawn is coming from. Families in b

I didn't know who to calm down first him or her. One other little side affect from his kind imprinting is that they're known to harm anyone who stands in the way of them and their mate. There was also something else that I couldn't quite remember about his kind and mine, something that was teasing at the edges of my mind, but he moved into my thoughts and blocked it.

My own goal was catching that bàstard. * * " Why do you trust your enemies so easily, boss?" Knife asked. Knife and I were alone outside Nagisa's house, dumping the dead bodies at a section of the house where they would be buried by Nagisa's servants. " I don't know," I said. " I crush my enemies when I make them my friend. Those was Abraham Lincoln's words. They tell you a lot about friends and enemies. A friend is good and all but he's also dangerous. He knows a lot about you. Meanwhile an enemy you make your friend has nothing against you. An enemy has so much to prove than a friend that's why I employ my enemies best."

The fight lasted for a long time and we destroyed nearly everything that they owned including many of their men. By the time we were returning to Valmore, a few of my men had been wounded and that was because they had not been well shielded. The enemies on the other hand had had many casualties as they hardly had anything to shield themselves. They had mostly been bare and aggressive men bearing swords who seemed to be more interested in dying with their enemies than actually winning the war. I was slightly angry that Abramo had caused the fight but then, the fight had helped me relax. I had wanted an outlet to expel my anger and the fight was a good one that helped me do just that.

They are useless beings! The allied planets shouldn't be playing nice we should be using every resource available. The humans are protected and benefiting from this war, but they suffer no loses. They face no danger. They don't cry themselves to sleep. Their planet gets to send women to live lavish lives while their males stay safe and protected like babies! Earth is nothing but a burden. The enemy can have it! Yor would be alive if he didn't have to protect such weak people! Our forces are thin and we make them thinner by monitoring and protecting Earth!

“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.”

“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.”

“… A group of terrorists who were targeting werewolves, who, like us, are just people wanting to live in peace. I want to thank the military for doing the right thing when the need arose.” He swallows and I tilt my head. It’s subtle, but for someone who was involved he will be creating enemies out of the very people he worked with, but that’s how scum works.

“Let’s talk business.” Julian nodded. Alaric folded his hands on the table, locking his eyes into Julian.. “We believe this meeting could mark the beginning of a mutually beneficial alliance between your Blackwood consortium and Crosswell business group. Not just in business, but in something that I know is far more important to you..” Julian’s eyes narrowed slightly. “And what’s that?”He asked casually. Alaric’s gaze darkened. “Enemies.” He said. After a brief pause he continued, “We both have the same enemies, and the enemy of our enemy is a friend of the crosswell family.”