Enemy And Friend Novels & Stories

I stared at her, my blood boiling. Susan leaned in slightly, lowering her voice like we were girlfriends sharing a secret. "Sweetheart, I don’t know what fantasy you’ve been living in, but let’s be clear—Vulvan and I? We have history. And history always wins." Mika scoffed beside me. "Oh, please. You mean bad decisions always come back to haunt people." Susan turned her sharp gaze to Mika. "Oh, and you must be the sidekick," she said sweetly, her words an insult wrapped in sugar.

He said as he inched closer to the couch. "But - why you are helping me?" Maxwell couldn't help but ask. He knew better, no one in this world does a favor without needing something in return. "Like they say, my enemy's enemy is my friend," Frank said as a smirk came to his face. "And as you know, we share the same enemy." He couldn't wait to see Isaac's face as he hears that Maxwell got his girl back. He couldn't wait to finally destroy him. No, not just him. He corrected himself.

The only one who has that car is him alone. "Keep safe boss!" The servant cleaning the outside of the mansion shouted as they wave their hand to bid their young master a goodbye. Holding the pace that he always has. It flashes like a light. No one can even tell that he went in what direction. That is what a car racer is for you. "An enemy's enemy is a friend? How... ridiculous" He stated with great annoyance. "Rather... an enemy's enemy is also an enemy"

The question was stupid and pointless since I already knew the answer but I'd put off thinking about the baby that he keeps mentioning, and now it was glaring me in the face. I felt a growing panic and the need to escape as I put the last few days into perspective. This was all happening way too fast. For as long as I've been alive I've known that he and his kind are my mortal enemies. The enmity between the two clans is not something that can just be brushed aside in a day or two. And I am not going to be the one to get caught up in the middle of this mess. "You were there what do you think I did? I fucked you." I hate him so much.

We had waited long enough, biding our time, and now the moment had come to deliver a devastating blow to our enemies. The air crackled with a mix of anticipation and apprehension. Bruno's proposal to attack the Ferrari park while Deangelo was at his most vulnerable sparked a passionate debate among the members. Some voiced concerns about the risks involved, questioning whether it was wise to strike when our enemy's defenses might be weakened. Others embraced the idea with fervor, eager to finally put an end to the conflict once and for all.

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.

Don't ever call me your mate," he said with a frown plastered on his face. "Why?... Why are you doing this to me?" I asked. "It's because you are my enemy and not my mate." "Do you expect me to be with my enemy?" My friend said, and I felt my heart freeze with shock.

"Of course. I'm smarter than him,way cooler than him." "No,you look like the adapted one." His body goes still and his eyes darkens."Don't start with me right now,Myra." "You have made me wage a war against him,Jules." "And I can help you win." I scoff and cross my arms. "I'm your friend in this one. The enemy of your enemy is–" I outstretch my arm. "Frenemies. We are frenemies." He shakes my hand. "That is enough. But seriously,why are you mad?" He goes round to the couch. Both his feet goes on top of the table.

“He probably wants another round. I could go over and punch him.” “Or he’s obsessed, with his hatred ” Oliver said, smirking. “You sure he’s not planning evil?” Austin rolled his eyes. “Can we talk about something else?” Meanwhile, at the other end of the hall, Brian’s own friends were watching. Matteo sat opposite them while James sat beside Brian. James leaned in. “Well well two enemies working together” Brian snickered “You are one to talk, weren’t you paired with Benjamin?” James laughed “Come on buddy, I am not enemies with Austin’s friends”

“Let’s skip the moral high ground, darling. Do you want my help or not?” A slow, dangerous smile crept onto Cressida’s lips. “Why not?” she murmured. “An enemy of my enemy… is my friend.”