Enemies With Benefits Romane & Geschichten

Kaela’s mouth went dry. “Possible,” Lira finished for her. “I know.” Kaela moved closer to the start of the line, right where it had broken the protective ring around their camp. She could feel it there—the wards were still humming faintly, but they’d been parted, not destroyed. Like someone had held a curtain open and stepped through. Her fingers twitched toward her dagger, then stilled. No. This wasn’t the kind of enemy she could stab. “It’s bait,” Ronan said flatly.

her mother whispered, "he still sent threats. He told me I had better return his bride because he had held up his side of the deal." Andalia stared at her mother, dumbfounded and shocked for three reasons. One, she had made a deal with the enemy just to erase Andalia’s memories of her mate. Two, she had allowed that same man to torture her daughter without confronting him, how cowardly. And three, she was one of the reasons Andalia was in this state to begin with. How could she even consider handing her over to someone who harbored enough hatred for their pack to burn down the entire territory? Or had he charmed her?

Another click of the trigger, another body dropped down. “Keigh, your right!” I turned just in time to parry a man charging at me with a crowbar. I ducked low, kicked his knees, then slammed the butt of my gun against his jaw. I found myself behind Isabella’s back. Both of us covered each other, like we were meant to fight side-by-side. In fact, thinking about it, we have been fighting enemies together, than fighting each other often these days. I took down another one, checking our surroundings in case of any reinforcements.

Nikolai followed, silent until I stopped at the railing. “She told you,” he said finally. It wasn’t a question. “Yes.” “And?” I exhaled slowly. “And I still choose her.” Nikolai went very still. “You understand what that means.” “I do.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “Unity now won’t calm the waters. It will provoke them. You’ll look compromised. Weak to some. Controlled to others.” “I know.” “Enemies will circle.” “They already are.” He searched my face, looking for hesitation. He wouldn’t find it. That part of me was gone.

“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.”

Her scowl gets deeper, "I know you hate them and they'll still hate you. We all fucking hate each other over there. You still don't get it? All I do when I'm playing the politician role with them is lie. Lie, pretend, fake and lie more. I always tell them what they want to hear. Sometimes I do it, sometimes I pretend I do it, but I always end up doing only what benefits me." "So, what's even the point—“ "The point is, we're all willing to lower our guns and at least pretend to be at peace, because the opposite is a lot worse," I explain, she makes a face like that doesn't make sense to her, "And when there is a threat, we do unite and we are a lot stronger together. If you are in the Norther

Brynn shot me a sharp glance. "If there's an enemy that is out to get him, isn't it safe for us to partner with whoever that may be?" He suggested, his gaze darting from mine to Enrique's. "You know the saying "an enemy of my enemy is my friend". If they are looking to destroy this idiot Alpha, they might be useful to us."

Your party receives a special party skill, “Heavy Bounce” As the notification spammed his vision, Zen couldn’t see the expressions on his party member’s face. Like him, the number of achievements and rewards they received shocked them. Zen decided to check his status after receiving so many new rewards. === Name: Zen Title: Enemy of The Round Table Description: You have offended the Round Table families by siding with the Godfather! Effects: Fame +100. Special attention by the Godfather. Slime Researcher Description: Your dedication to learning about slimes gives you a better understanding of their weaknesses.

Daniela Ferrara never asked for the fairy tale; she just wanted to heal her patient. Instead, she got a marriage contract, a husband colder than winter, and a debt she never owed. Billionaire tycoon Marco Ferrara made her his wife to punish a crime that wasn't hers, used her body to secure an heir, and threw her out the moment she gave him what he wanted.Four years later, he is standing outside her office door. Not for her, for the children he had made her sign away and the ones who needed their mother.But the woman sitting in the doctor’s office wasn't the same one he had abandoned. And this time, forgiveness wasn't for sale.

“My ex-boss wants me back with a promised raise and promotion.” Her face lit up. “That’s actually good news. You can finally get a real apartment. You should jump on it already.” “He said he’ll give me one.” The smile on her face vanished. Worry twisted her mouth. “What’s the catch, Steph?” I hesitated long enough for the silence to stretch. Then I told her everything about the lounge. The blindfold. The silent man who turned out to be Damian Cross. The hundred thousand grand a week. The contract. The way my body still remembered his hands even while my mind wanted to set him on fire.