Friend To Enemy Novels & Stories

He could have died and never thought of killing me today. Even the food I bought with the last dime on me is now gone. The money I had on me that I can use to get a taxi had fallen during the chaos earlier. Where can I go? Definitely not my home. If I head back home at the moment, I would literally be handing myself over to the brink of death. Francesco. Yes, Francesco. To defeat an enemy, you have to stay under the protection of your enemy's enemy. As they say, ‘An enemy of an enemy is a friend.’

"Come on, Embert, I know you'd love to relax here. You look stressed, I'd say a little... annoyed?" "No, nothing like that, don't worry about me." Peter stood up, Daniel did too and even snorted with some annoyance, an almost childish gesture, trying to show how much he was fed up with his friend's serious attitude. "Let me know if you need anything, don't hesitate, okay?" They shook hands. Peter added two pats on the upper left arm of the owner of the place, confidently. "And I'm not just talking about the three of us, I'm talking about the agency. Count on us for whatever you need; you just call; that's why we are friends and partners, right?" He said those words looking directly into the

I said, he frowned, seemed annoyed. “this isn’t going to work, even if it did, he’ll ever trust me again” Harris said, I rolled my eyes, “well, as they say: make an enemy, lose a friend” I said, he narrowed his eyes, “really? Why the fuck would you define yourself an enemy? Are we enemies?” he questioned seemed confused, “well, that’s what I had in mind at the moment” I said annoyingly.

Caius said, "the warriors will find her." "And if she doesn't?" The Elder pauses for a moment."Then we must consider the possibility that she has crossed into the neighboring territory. In which case the matter becomes... more delicate." "Delicate?" I almost laughed. “You call a clear case of murder that should be easy to deal with especially since knowing who the murderer is, delicate?” There is only one neighboring territory that matters right now. The only border pressing to the north and east against ours is White Fang's border and White Fang belongs to Zac Arden. I did not say his name aloud, not in a room of Elders with ears like these.

Matthew paused to watch the spot in front of him as if there was something very interesting going on there, but soon he turned those maniac eyes that I hated with a passion back onto my frame. “Imagine trusting an enemy with your enemy. And you know what they say Freya, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Greyson made the mistake of transporting me in the hands of someone that wanted his downfall as much as I did and thankfully I had a twin that was willing to switch places with me.

Author intervenes, taking the speech. "Then I'm going to send you both out of the country, just until things cool down. Your mother needs you, honey. Can I count on your help?" His words come out sweet, but I feel the bitter in my mouth. He notices my indecision, so he comes over and kisses my hair in a fatherly gesture. " We have many enemies, they will try in every way to attack us, princess. Make no mistake, my enemies are your enemies." she says, implying once again that Henrico is behind this whole thing, that he's using me.

He said calmly, he picked up the glass of wine and took a long sip before placing it back on the vintage table. "Which rule are you talking about?"Asked the prince. "You of all people know that if any member of this kingdom associates with the enemies it's a crime." The king shrugged his shoulders as if he didn't have any care in this world. "He's not an enemy! She's my mate!"The prince roared. He hated it when people said that werewolves were enemies because he had fallen in love with one of them. Well,he used to think that they were enemies before he found out that his destined mate was a werewolf.

I just nod my head, still not taking my eyes of my best friend ripping apart one of our enemies. One down, too many to go!

Camille said with a scoff. “Will you help me with this?” I asked him eagerly. “What is that saying again? An enemy of my enemy is my friend.” he said with a smirk. “You look desperate so I'll help you,” he added. His words were rude but I had to tolerate it, soon I would not need his help any longer. “What do you think? How do we kill them and when?” he inquired.

And this was something he was not backing out of. "Look, if you want to contact your friend, I'll give you my phone. Do so. But nothing is making you go back to your home or making you stay with your friend. Hell, we don't even know who attacked you. For all we know the person could still be out there." He said to her, Emma knew the person was obviously still out there and that the person she had injured may likely come back to have his revenge on her but that had nothing to do with staying with Layla.