Frenemies Books Novels & Stories

(Frank) Or our guy bestfriend Harmony? Our female bestfriend and fighter Tenda? Our annoying brother Elvis? Or that friend who is like a bro Blake? Or our goofy and silly idiot Ifeanyi? Our twin sister Fahvour? Or even Stephanie Green and Amy? Who did you think added spice to this book. Please I would really appreciate it if you tell me.❤❤

V. Let’s talk about frenemies and enemies, they are kinda the bane of our existence, like a thorn about to prick my finger. Knox Wolfe is that darn thorn… God that man seems to always get on my nerves, it doesn’t even help that we’ve been childhood rivals, academic rivals and now corporate rivals. We had always been at war, As children, Knox Wolfe and I fought for the best grades, the highest accolades, the most attention.

I couldn't help but wonder what Cyrene had seen in her vision to have the Elders and everyone terrified. ~~~ Hi guys!!! I would really love to hear your comments so far on the book: Bound by the Moon, Fated by Destiny. Also, check out my new book, titled- CIRI: The Lost Tribrid Princess It's a sequel to 'Bound by the Moon, Fated by Destiny' I swear y'all will love it. Thanks for all your love and support. I love y'all.

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My skin tingled under his stare, and I felt so uncomfortable. Roman noticed immediately. He cleared his throat, the sound sharp in the air between them. “Ethan, meet my friend Serena.” The words hit me like a slap. Friend. My chest tightened, a knot forming right under my ribs. We weren't in a relationship, sure, but after everything, the nights we'd spent tangled in sheets, the way he'd look at me like I was the only person in the room,we'd definitely crossed that line. Or at least, I thought we had. Hearing him reduce me to “friend” in front of this guy stung more than I wanted to admit. Anger bubbled up, hot and unexpected.

I say flatly. "No, more than that. Gamma bloodlines produce stronger, agile wolves and faster healing. There are maybe fifty Gammas left across all territories. Most are already bred like prize livestock." Her voice hardens. "Astra Ashford is one of the last unclaimed Gammas. Multiple Alphas want her. Your brother is just the loudest about it." "And you want her why?" "Your brother Alpha Remus really wants her and I want to dangle it over him as bait. I need something from him."

I swallowed thickly, my heart thumping in my chest as my eyes locked with the golden-flecked ones before me. Not from fear — but from hatred. I knew him. Too well. Alpha Florian. Son of Lord Darius. The son of my enemy. He had shorts on, every other part of him bare to my sight — water dripping from his skin while a smug grin remained strapped to his lips. “I’m leaving anyway,” I retorted sharply, my words cutting with tension as I turned on my feet to move. But my body failed me. I stumbled forward, realizing the damage done to my feet was far worse than I had believed.

The text message began, "Dear Raelyn, by the time you're reading this, I will no longer be of this world. "Where will you be as you read this? Will you be at your most precious company, or in Christian's arms? Or will you be in front of my grave? Will you come and visit me? No, I'm probably flattering myself again. "I already expected you not to answer me that night. I'm sure you resent me, and you should. I still remember how much of a scoundrel I was back then. Just thinking about it now makes me want to slap myself."

James shakes his head as he grins, “so.. would you prefer fifty shades or Susie homemaker?” “Hmm,” I hum as I walk slowly over to the bookshelves in the mini red light district. There were a lot of toys on the shelves. Dildos, vibrators, butt plugs, cock rings, some kind of stone eggs I didn’t recognize, and of course an assortment of handcuffs and rope. My curiosity gets the bette of me and I go over to the large X, trailing my hands over the smooth wood and gripping the cuffs. Turning to James I say hesitantly, “I’ve been reading a book. One of Annie’s.. about.. being fully dominated. And I was wondering if we could try that?”