Fated To My Enemy Novel Novels & Stories

I ended up in front of the white-coloured house as I met eye to eye with my enemy. Cade has been my enemy for more than five centuries till date. I walked towards him cautiously my mind ringing with an intent to kill. "Welcome my friend you've come to look for the hottie inside. You know I almost laid my hand on her pretty face. I was this close if not for my partner who used to be her fiance." I almost lost control when he mentioned that my woman used to have a fiance. I was surprised I remained still though.

Maybe not even to myself. "Your family destroyed mine," I said instead. "This seems... poetic." She nodded slowly, like she'd expected that answer. "Three days, then." "Three days." She left, closing the door softly behind her. I stood there in the empty room, wondering what the hell I'd just agreed to. My phone buzzed, a text from Dec, Please tell me you didn't just do something monumentally stupid. I typed back, Define stupid. You know exactly what I mean. That was Elara Vance. VANCE. As in, your family's sworn enemy, as in, the granddaughter of the man who destroyed your grandfather.

"Also, there is one more who ran down that hill. Find her, capture her and bring her back. We need more slaves for the Slave Island... And find me some clothes." "Yes master." With hard kicks to my stomach and painful pulls of my hair, I was forced off my knees by his servants. Before they took me away, I took one last stare at Vermin. Our eyes met one more time. And this time, I no longer felt fear for him neither did I recognise him as an old friend. He was now enemy, a bitter foe and an evil man. "You will regret this, Vermino." I promised. "I will have my revenge".

What was he doing here? But her mind betrayed her. She remembered that night, the way he had watched her, hadn't known her and yet had eyes only for her. For that moment in time she had been free. But that freedom now took on the proportions of a nightmare closing in upon her. He was no longer just a stranger; he was either a friend or a foe.

They fought their way through the fortress, overcoming many obstacles and challenges along the way. Finally, they came to the heart of the fortress, where the enemy's leader waited for them. He was a towering figure with eyes that glowed like embers, and he seemed to radiate an aura of dark and malevolent power. "So, you are the ones who have been causing me so much trouble," he sneered, his voice like a rusty gate. "I will enjoy watching you die." Maya and Arin exchanged a glance, feeling a sense of determination and courage. They knew that they had come too far to turn back now.

Even Isabella herself had since frozen with eyeballs dancing about, clearly not expecting that from Isla. But Isla simply smiled. A small, polite yet dangerous expression. None of it reached her eyes. Inside, her thoughts were cold and clear. “You know what they say about … keep your enemies close.”

she chuckles. "Mmm, from hate to love," I smiled. "Only for my number one enemy."

The realization struck like a thunderbolt, shaking my very foundations, rattling the walls of my soul. My enemy's legacy, bound to me by fate, taunted me with its cruel irony. The implications swirled, a maelstrom of conflict and emotion, threatening to consume me whole. How could fate be so cruel?

Each passage, each symbol, was a thread in the grand design of fate, weaving a story that foretold of a formidable adversary a force that sought to exploit the delicate balance between opposing forces and plunge the realm into chaos. The hero's heart quickened with a mix of apprehension and determination. "We must decipher the riddles hidden within these pages," they declared. "Only by understanding the nature of the enemy can we hope to confront it."

“You shall die by the hand of your enemies and your deepest desire will not be met. If you keep trying to change your destiny, you will meet your doom faster than expected. The kingdom you long for will not stand and the one who has been destined to crush you has been born.” The woman turned to me for a while and continued her words as she turned back to Sherlock. “Once your enemy finds his mate and becomes one with her, there will be a surge of power that will make him untouchable. That is the beginning of your doom and you will never be free from your destruction.” She added before falling back into the arms of other women.