Enemy Book Series Novels & Stories

“Fine, fine. Make sure I’ll be the best man, okay?” God, if Julian ever figured out the truth, he’d see that the “joke” of a wedding was nothing but a sick fantasy. There was no happily ever after waiting for us. We were enemies in disguise waiting for the perfect moment to strike first. A mafia and an assassin, each with orders to end the other. If Julian ever learned that, he wouldn’t laugh. He’d run. Because in the end, this game only allows one of us to walk away alive. And yet, in the middle of this game, a new player appeared. The baby.

Cold green eyes, the same ones that had once only existed as the symbol of her nightmares. Andalia’s breath got stuck in her throat the moment they made eye contact. 'Why is he here?' Unlike the hallucinations and nightmares, the man standing before her didn’t look at her like he knew her, instead He looked at her with curiosity and concern. “Miss,” he said plainly, his voice low, sending chills down her spine. “I’m Grayson Devon, Alpha of this pack...” He trailed off when he noticed the look in her eyes. Tilting his head slowly, his eyes softened, and then he smiled.

Twice the height of a man, half-wolf and half-shadow, its eyes glowed white, its maw dripping with ash. The Bone Beast. Elaria’s blood turned to ice. She’d read of such things in forbidden scrolls, whispered warnings of wars when Alphas bound their souls to creatures of the Underworld. No mortal blade could end them. Only blood. Draven shifted beside her in a ripple of muscle and fur, his wolf bursting forth in a storm of black and gold. He stood larger than any wolf she had ever seen, shoulders broad as the beast’s claws, teeth bared in a snarl that shook the earth.

I pressed myself behind a supply cart and looked around the edge of it. He was standing with his back half-turned to me, talking to two men who nodded like their lives depended on getting it right. And maybe they did. He was taller than I'd pictured, broad through the shoulders, wearing a dark tunic with no armour. Confident enough not to need it inside his own camp, apparently. Alpha Asher. The Red Beast himself. My heart did something strange. Not fear exactly. Something more complicated that I didn't have the time to examine. I pulled out my bow slowly, careful not to make a sound, and nocked an arrow. My breathing steadied on its own. This was the part where my body always calmed down, l

Hopefully you'll enjoy the next generation of Guardians as much as you enjoyed the first trilogy. Also, if you haven't tried it, I have a book out called The Arena. It's the first in the Elemental Dragons series. It's very different from this world of the Guardians. That book is filled with shifters and, you guessed it, dragons. That series is intended to have four books, one for each dragon.

NARC wanted to off options for those who first came. The pack still exists, somewhere to the north of the Lilac Grove. People still come hoping to learn about the once secret world of the legendary supernatural creatures. This ends Wolf’s Den Bar & Grill. Yes, the story still goes on. If you haven’t read other parts of this story. It all starts with the A Black River Pack Series: Book 1: His Brother’s Mate/A Black River Pack Yule Book 2: Hell Hounds Book 3: Serving the Alpha at His Whim

He could feel the hum of the fires, not through sound but through blood. By the time they reached the valley floor, the snow had melted into black soil. The fires burned without smoke, fueled by something unnatural. Around each one stood figures—tall, still, waiting. Not all of them were metal. Some were human. Some… something in between. Dante whispered, “Hybrids and hosts. He’s mixing them.” Aiden swallowed hard. “He’s building a network of minds. A living signal.” As if in answer, the flames surged higher. A whisper rolled through the valley, low and cold and everywhere at once.

A/N :- The 'Flames of Obsessiveness second series' consists of 10 books, including three stand-alone novels. You can explore my profile for the three Stand-Alone books from the second series. This second series continues the stories of the children of the Kashyap, Grey, Miller, Rathore, and Khanna from the 'Waves of Possessiveness first series'. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ •Book 1) His BLIND REVENGE Tropes :-

Zack spun and tried to hit Kaelen’s leg with his stick, but three of the Black Raven team's defencemen surrounded him. Something felt different about watching Kaelen now. I wasn’t watching my enemy. I was watching the man who painted his hands with blood for me. And suddenly, an unfamiliar thought entered my mind. What if I had met him before Zack? I immediately pushed it away. No. I came back for revenge, not for another foolish love story. I had already learnt what love could cost. I instantly looked for Evan. Evan blocked Kaelen before he could cross him. They fought for the puck while Kaelen continued approaching our net again.

“Maybe next time your warriors should’ve done better protecting you. Or trained harder — rather than waste time training weak, ugly-ass wolves like you.” He mocked. I growled, a faint snarl slipping off my lips at the condescending manner in which he spoke. I wanted nothing more than to reach for his throat and strangle the life out of him. But with my broken feet and weak state, it would be a stupid choice. And I wasn’t certain I’d ever get a chance like this again — a chance to be up close with the enemy I loathed to death. So I took it. I sprang forward with every ounce of strength I had, lunging at him. My claws wrapped around his neck, digging into his throat. A smirk crawled up one sid