Enemies With Benefits Novels & Stories

Penny shrugged. “So, giving them a potential false vision would be counterproductive.” I clarified. “Correct. It will be a last resort, but don’t minimize the need for personal conversations.” “After this, you will have amazing contacts. Moving forward, you will be unstoppable.” Ben said. I was unstoppable now, but I knew what he meant. Only Adron had the power to stop or kill me, but after he is dead, I would have gained allies. Allies that will help keep the world in a consistent healthy co-existence.

“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.”

Arielle ordered as he slowly loosened his grip. "I'm sure Delilah might have talked to you about returning to your family. I'm aware you cut ties from them. I advise you return to them before you start a war that you can't finish." Arielle says as Theodore smirked which annoyed her. "Who said I won't finish it ?" The question frightened Arielle who didn't show much reaction. "When bodies start dropping, maybe you'll change your mind. Do it now when your family haven't gone haywire." Arielle warned.

Her taste was still on my tongue. "What do you say, Alpha?" I pulled out myself from my thoughts and stared at his Beta, Kelvin. "It looks natural but it does seem. Wild animals stay out of our territory as they can sense the danger." I told them. I had a lot of enemies. Thanks to my f****** father. His death didn't merely bring me the title of the Alpha but a bucket full of enemies. "We couldn't smell or get anything suspicious," Max said. There is where you are allowing your enemies to dig your grave, and rule your people. He doesn't need to know my thoughts.

If they went into hiding they had to have some damn good hiding spots because they have yet to emerge. The wolves and the vamps obviously were at an advantage in this war. They had the super strength, speed, shifting, plus many other advantages over the other species. Once they learned of the witches being wiped out, they started getting scared of The Hunt. That saying, “the enemy of my enemy is my friend” would apply here. They saw a common threat and temporarily worked together; taking it upon themselves to eliminate the biggest threat. The wolves only wanted to kill The Hunt, but the vamps wanted to kill all humans.

“… 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.

Until hate starts feeling dangerously close to something else. After all, the only thing worse than living with your enemy… …is falling in love with him.

About Rain sleeping in his room with her notebook on the shelf and her mother's photograph on the windowsill and her wolf still becoming what it was going to be. He picked up his phone. Called Cole. Cole answered immediately. "I need you," Damien said quietly. "Now. My office." "On my way," Cole said. No questions. Just — on my way. Damien set the phone down. He looked at the city. He had faced enemies before. Had built an empire on the foundation of loss and come out the other side. Had faced Harlan and Rook and Marcus and everything that had come with all of them. But this was different.

David retorted coldly, "Hmph. Sorry, but your body has too much hostility. Your body is filthy to me, so I would never choose you, let alone heal your body." Wilbur said, "Damon, if you want to fight, then come on. We didn't determine a winner the last time. Let's settle the score this time!" "You want me to fight you? Are you out of your mind? You can get the virus to heal you when you're hurt, but who will heal me? Wilbur, remember this, this world is a world of interests. There are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests. We might not need to be enemies in the first place. You've passed this test. You can go now. In the future, it's best we never meet each other again."

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.