Enemies With Benefits Novels & Stories

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?

"Indeed, I did. I'm not going to be here for a very long time. Eventually I'll have to leave and go back to my life. And I've heard Ella say you won't be here that long either. So why don't we do this? Since you just want to have fun, and I find you very exciting, why don't we keep each other happy and busy? Just for the period we're both here. Once all this is over, we can go our separate ways. You'll probably never see me again." I almost jumped for joy hearing this proposal. A friends with benefits arrangement. No strings attached. No expectations. No risk of getting hurt again. As it turned out, I really enjoyed being with him.

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.

Anna went to my mother again, but poverty caused my mother's love for Anna to vanish instantly. My mother threw Anna out, yelling, "You jinx! It's all your fault!" It turned out that my mother's love for Anna only went that far. Later, my parents passed away. I renounced my inheritance rights, and Anna quickly inherited everything: an old, run-down apartment with no elevator. However, Anna did not know that my mother had a huge debt; she inherited the debt along with the property. Anna barely had time to settle into the apartment before being evicted, burdened with massive financial debt.

After what she had seen the night before, it was with relief that she saw Jax came to her, early in the morning, frightened, it took her some time to calm it down and grab it when she succeeded she rode it and kept a jog, not wanting to know how competitive Edwin felt about showing that vampires were better than werewolves, but she had slept badly after the sighting of the creatures last night and all that entailed. Night Soldiers were creatures conjured by a powerful human-made spell, their only function was to hunt the mystics, whether they were Vampires or Werewolves, although they did not see well they had excellent qualities in other senses, had the smell of vampires, and the hearing of

I motioned to the dining table for us to sit, and when she was seated, she clasped her hands as she waited for me to start. “So, where do you want me to start,” I asked nervously. “You’re an acquaintance of my brothers, but I’ve done some research on the internet, and it says your family and mine are enemies.” Her eyes filled with tears. “When our fathers were in charge, we were, but since Luca and I took over, it’s a bit more civil, and I would never hurt you.” “I know that,” she admitted. “Will I have to choose?” “Do you think your brothers would make you choose?” I asked her, suddenly terrified of what she might say.

Trying to deny what's visible between us, but two can play her game and I'll show Carson exactly that. "The fact that you just come with my fingers isn't enough?" I raise my brows and she gulps. "The fact that your wetness is pressing against my cock? And the fact that you're enjoying my hand on your chest when I've barely started doesn't seem to tell you what this is?" I continue and she purses her lips. Carson is a stubborn chick, so I know this won't come easy, but it's something she can't escape. "It's friends with benefits sort of arrangement. " I continue my earlier suggestion and she narrows her eyes, saying, "We aren't friends. "

“What about you Adam? I heard you're already running Rockwell's Empire on your own, eh?” The wide grin on his lips slowly faded as Adam gave him a sideward glance, his narrowed eyes threatening him to get his hand off of him or he'd lose it without knowing it. Gulping, Joseph quickly stepped back with his hands in the air. “Whoa, chill.” Foren made a face. She was worried that she would ruin the atmosphere in this reunion, but it seemed somebody else was doing the job for her. ‘This guy is really arrogant and annoying!’ As tension formed in the air, all of them heaved out a sigh of relief when their service bus finally arrived. They entered the vehicle with their ‘partners in seat’ as what t

"Pit, I want to thank you for everything you've done for your team and your people, and I'm sorry about the casualties; I'm sorry that things got to such an extreme that security was compromised. "Certainly, my friend, I don't know what's going to happen tomorrow. I don't know if we will be facing a new challenge in life. The only thing I can understand right now is that Carla, my wife Carla, is here with me, alive, breathing, here. That's all that matters to me, that's all my eyes see, that's all I understand and want to: that Carla Davison D' Bastidas, the woman I love madly, is with me; that I almost lost her, and I didn't." EXTRAS facts about this novel:

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.