Keep Your Enemies Close Book Novels & Stories

Not now, not ever. Back in the present, I clenched my fists, seething as I replayed the conversation. "Form a partnership with him? As if I had a choice," I thought bitterly. But then, an idea struck me. Keep your enemies closer. That old saying suddenly seemed like the perfect strategy. “Fine, Jacob,” I muttered under my breath as I reached my office door. “I’ll play along. I’ll keep you close enough to control you. But you won’t win this game.”

KING’S LUNA CHAPTER 98 CROWN PRINCE ALEXANDER MALAKAI LUIS’S POV. You see, I have always been a firm believer of keep your friends close, and your enemies even closer. Sometimes, your greatest enemy could be right beside you all along. Just as your greatest ally could be right beside you as well without you knowing, or with you knowing. Whichever way it works really.

If this were a different circumstance, or at least a movie I would have thought whoever was doing this is a secret admirer of some sort… But it can't be, it's MY master but then why do I have dents about him or her… it's of no Sense to keep me tied up, delivered to swim maniac ground.. having em dress up and okay pretty, striping for some one until I make a huge mistake sending if replacing down young man with Trevor. "Keep your friends close and your enemies even closer" I hear a voice around me.His words seeps Into my ear g it is even harder for me to comprehend.

Thank you. This book began as a simple idea: what if two people who thought they were enemies were really just terrified of how deeply they could love each other? From that single question grew Brielle and Jaxon, Willow Creek, the chaos of family life, the storms, the forgiveness, the laughter, the quiet moments that matter just as much as the dramatic ones. You walked with them through all of it—through tension and longing, heartbreak and healing, passion and peace.

My own goal was catching that bàstard. * * " Why do you trust your enemies so easily, boss?" Knife asked. Knife and I were alone outside Nagisa's house, dumping the dead bodies at a section of the house where they would be buried by Nagisa's servants. " I don't know," I said. " I crush my enemies when I make them my friend. Those was Abraham Lincoln's words. They tell you a lot about friends and enemies. A friend is good and all but he's also dangerous. He knows a lot about you. Meanwhile an enemy you make your friend has nothing against you. An enemy has so much to prove than a friend that's why I employ my enemies best."

She smiled knowingly. I left her in the room and made my way down the stairs, just in time to catch the sight of Rick, Jonathan, and Chance whispering among themselves. My eyes narrowed suspiciously. Why would Rick and Jonathan be talking to Chance? Jonathan and Chance were sworn enemies after what happened with his ex-wife. And Rick - well, he was my friend, not his. I approached the group of men, keeping my steps silent as a cat sneaking up on a mouse. Ah, the benefits of being barefoot. They clearly discussed something, their whispers too hard to understand.

His actions are strangely soothing and gentle. In the twenty-two years of my life, I've always been left on my own to fend for myself. I take care of myself and don't bleed in front of people. I keep my demons to myself. I don't want to be seen as a weakness or liability for my family. Hence I bottle everything up, burying it deep down where no one can find it, myself included. But Alessio is going past the cage I locked myself in. He's breaking down my shields, using a sledgehammer to knock down the barriers I perfected over the years. Light music plays in the background as I drift off to sleep.

' I nodded and apologized for my words again. 'Now to what head cleaner told you. You must not forget when you begin to face the storm. Do not trust anyone. The enemy within is the person close to you like your friend who in the actual sense is an enemy.' 'Close friends?' I asked. 'Yes. They are the ones that know your strong points and your weak points. They are the ones that can easily sell you to the external enemy. All the head cleaner is trying to tell you is that, you should trust no one when the time comes.'

“Pick. It. Up.” The girl blinked, not expecting him. “Who are you? Her daddy? Mind your….” Brian took one step closer. His presence threatening. “Pick it up,” he repeated, eyes locked on hers. Something in his expression cold, steady, older than his age made her face falter. She bent down, snatched the book, and shoved it into Lydia’s chest before storming away with an angry stomp. He dragged her before she could run . “If you ever see these two look the other way, do you understand?”

Adriano. As I sat here in the same room as my enemy, the only thing on my mind was that my brother was right. There's a saying: keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Enemies are easy to come by; they can appear in the form of friends, well-wishers, or even family. They aren't hard to find, especially when your current quest involves someone you despise. There's a thing called proper planning, and I consider myself a master at it. I never thought things would go wrong, but I had a backup plan ready before coming here.