Even Your Enemies Will Be At Peace With You Romane & Geschichten

Mission accomplished, I can now have my peace, not that my name is not spoilt or badge bad again, but I have paid back the evil, there shall be no peace for the wicked, I will have said it again, no man on earth born of a woman, will ever in this life injured my heart and I will let them go free,

Caleb smirked. "I figured Lucan might be a problem for us both." He paused and got even closer and with a wave of hands the guards that were lurking around excused them . "You know what that saying right ." Caleb said as soon as they left. "An enemy of your enemy is your friend ." Caleb continued . "I think he is our enemy here ." Caleb whispered. "You want revenge over having to put up that cursed woman all this year's only for him to show up ." "And I want him gone... I mean dead cause he might be a problem for me as well ."

Esson said with a smile. Mr. Jimmy put out his cigarette and looked at Diego and Esson one by one. "Sit down, we'll talk sitting down," Mr. Jimmy ordered. And sure enough, Esson and Diego sat down on the sofa. They couldn't help but be ready to listen to what Mr. Jimmy had to say now. "Someone once said that the enemy of your enemy is your friend. Isn't our goal the same? Isn't our enemy the same?" said Mr. Jimmy. "Yes...I don't mind. But... this doesn't answer the question of why you called me and Diego here in such a hurry?" said Esson.

"Shut up, you brought this upon yourself and everyone. It's okay if I have enemies, you are not even twenty yet you already have enemies that want your life." "At this rate, you might end up dead before achieving anything in life." *******

“Relax, Zeppelin. Although Dean is not here tonight, I promise you, it will not be long until you can fight him. “I called you here tonight for your own good.” “For my own good?” Zeppelin looked at Elias, amused. They were enemies from conflicting factions, yet, Elias, being a notorious character on the other side, came over and extended an olive branch. What did it mean? “Elias Sullivan, James Martin, what the hell is going on?” asked Zeppelin. “We are not Sachin’s people anymore, but instead, his greatest enemies. As the saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend, so please let me finish what I have to say,” Elias replied.

She suddenly turned to my direction again and this time, she was ready to talk. "If we are not enemies, then what do you think we are? you are not a friend to me and if you are no friend to me, that means we are enemies!" She uttered those words in a ferocious manner, as she looked me in much despise. "That's where you are getting things wrong... I am not your enemy and neither is anyone here enemies to one another. We are all here due to one circumstances or the other, that has placed us under a situation of being slaves to people we do not wish to even bow our heads to. Mohandia, we are not enemies, but people going through pains in different ways; but under same clouds!" I looked her ster

She added. "What will you be doing while in their territory?" Someone from the crowd asked. "I am afraid I won't be disclosing that yet but I promise you, this war, this era of violence will come to an end because I believe that we need allies not enemies and trust me when I say, the Silvermoon pack is not our enemy. Have a good day everyone."

The world really was a strange place. One minute, We’re enemies. The next… we’re partners.

They knew that they had come too far to turn back now. "We're not going to die," Maya said, her voice firm. "We're going to defeat you and save the world." The enemy's leader laughed, a cold and mirthless sound. "We'll see about that," he sneered. And with that, the battle began.

The whispers grew into a chant that echoed through the streets, a call for peace that resonated with those who had suffered the most. The battles grew less fierce, the whispers of peace a balm to soothe the city's wounds. The air grew lighter as the scent of fear and bloodshed began to dissipate. Our enemies watched from afar, their doubt slowly turning to respect as they saw the change we had wrought. The whispers grew into a shout that could not be silenced, a declaration of our intention to forge a new destiny for our Family and for the city we called home. ---