Keep Your Enemies Close Book Novels & Stories

It was one of the unspoken rules, a part of the life we lived. Knowing that, and knowing I’d be surrounded by these same enemies, was exactly why I showed up tonight. I liked keeping my enemies close because watching and reading them always gave me an edge—that way there were no surprises. If I could find even the smallest clue as to who was sabotaging my business tonight, I’d be out of here the minute I got it.

Like a vow that came too late but still intends to be kept. “Your enemies,” I say, redirecting before my emotions tip too far. “You said they were closing in. Who are they?.”

“She’s not weak. She’s survived worse than what we’ve thrown at her so far.” A smile crept into the darkness. “I’m not underestimating her. I’m studying her.” He leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering. “And while she has people who love her, she has just as many who resent her. Old grudges. Quiet hatred. People waiting for the right excuse.” The first man exhaled slowly. “Enemies.” “Yes,” the second said, satisfaction bleeding into the word. “And enemies are far more useful than loyal friends. Friends protect. Enemies destroy.”

My face grew pale as I read the single line. “Your enemies are much closer than you think, trust no one.”

“The saying keep your friends close but keep your enemies closer is popular because it’s true. “If you kept her closer, you wouldn’t have this problem. But I’ll see what I can do. The man you love will be back to being yours in no time.” “I can’t wait.”

Valerie remembered that the pink book was still lying on the table. She dropped the book in her hand on the couch and went to pick it up. Valerie opened it to check for the necklace she had kept in it; it was intact. She thought about putting the book in the wardrobe but she knew others would have access to it, since she would no longer be in charge of her clothes. She decided to put it in one of the lockers. She locked it up and then kept the key in a safe place.

We had been given an opportunity, a moment when the odds were in our favor, and it was our duty to seize it with determination and precision. As Bruno laid out his strategy, his words painted a picture of calculated aggression and relentless pursuit. His voice commanded attention, and the room fell into a hushed silence, every member hanging on to his every word. We had waited long enough, biding our time, and now the moment had come to deliver a devastating blow to our enemies.

He spoke to me like he was talking to a little girl. I nodded, feeling my lower lip tremble. “You’re mean,” I pouted. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to the beach, and when I get back, I want to see my room normal again. We’re enemies here, I get it, but outside, it’ll be like we’re the best friends in the world.” I patted his shoulder. “I don’t see you as my enemy, Amanda. You see me as a threat because of everything with the trial, I know, but I’m just trying to do the right thing,” he said seriously.

carefully in a very small and very managed world.No late nights. No strange neighborhoods. No wandering.You're too trusting, Rain. You don't understand how dangerous people can be.She had heard that her whole life. She had believed it her whole life. It was only in the last two years—since she'd moved out, since Paige & Prose, since the small ordinary life she'd built for herself—that she'd started to wonder if her father's protectiveness had less to do with danger and more to do with control.She was thinking about this on her lunch break, sitting on the back step of the bookshop with a cup of tea going cold in her hands, when she felt it.That prickle.The back of her neck. Sharp and immedia

I needed to know more in other to devise a plan against my uncle and I’ll start with Zelda. As the saying goes: Keep your friend close and your enemies closer. And as Uncle Lucas himself would always say, The friend of my enemy is my enemy.