Kim Possible Enemy Novels & Stories

Yet his heart wanted to believe that it wasn't him. Vincenzo pulled his gun out, a modified Diamondback. He pressed a button on his watch, and a cylindrical object popped out. He took it and placed it in Wade's palm. "What's this?" The only thought he had was a bomb but it didn't look like one. "Self-defense," "Against you?" "Is that enough?" His eyes lazily swept over Wade, his intense gaze making Wade squirm. "No, I'm just thinking which one of you is more of a threat. You or those assassins. Hey, an opening. Let's make a run from it," Wade pointed at the stairs. The stairs were a distance away but if they helped each other, they could make it.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

“All we ask is that you don’t kill him. He is to become our pack’s next beta now that his cousin is deceased.” I growled. “Fine! I will not kill him, but I will hurt him. I can’t promise he’ll be able to move for a few months.” They glanced at each other again, and I was even more irritated by their silent conversation. When I took a step toward them with my teeth bared, a younger man, a few years older than me, stepped out of the shadows.

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.

I pressed myself behind a supply cart and looked around the edge of it. He was standing with his back half-turned to me, talking to two men who nodded like their lives depended on getting it right. And maybe they did. He was taller than I'd pictured, broad through the shoulders, wearing a dark tunic with no armour. Confident enough not to need it inside his own camp, apparently. Alpha Asher. The Red Beast himself. My heart did something strange. Not fear exactly. Something more complicated that I didn't have the time to examine. I pulled out my bow slowly, careful not to make a sound, and nocked an arrow. My breathing steadied on its own. This was the part where my body always calmed down, l

A banner in the corner "BREAKING: 40 DEAD IN KEANE PACK MASSACRE. EX-LUNA IN CUSTODY.` I've heard rumors about the supreme alpha, cruel and wicked. He takes out packs over little matters but I never thought it would be this deep. A reporter goes on "Police sources confirm Vine Keane was arrested hours before the attack. Motive unclear, but tensions were high after the pack’s debt scandal..." I'd dried up. "Alpha’s orders, you watch." He buttressed no pity. The door opened and the supreme alpha steeped in. He stepped in casually like he was just coming back from a meeting.

He said with a guilty look on his eyes, he knew that a second punishment could be on his way, but he needed to tell them, he wanted to find her no matter what. "Is he serious?" Asked Rufus. "I believe so, I've asked around the camp, and they say that where one is usually the other is too what gives him credit for this story." Answered Helior. "Then we have a serious problem on our hands, we might have a big problem and a not so stupid enemy as we thought. Take him to the cages. He doesn't leave there until we attack!" Rufus ordered, seeing the horror on his subject face, but it was a resigned horror, he knew that it was a chance to happen once he came out with the truth.

And I was starting to regret it—curse my big mouth. “So be a good girl and do as I say… unless you want that spanking,” he added with a hint of lust in his voice, his eyes drifting to my cleavage. “I’d be stupid to give you that kind of opportunity,” I replied, rolling my eyes. He was so full of himself. I was about to walk away when he gently grabbed my hand. “I’m serious, Zara. This place may look peaceful, but it can be dangerous. I have enemies—even among these people—waiting for a chance to strike. If you notice anything strange, come straight back.”

Elena reached out without thinking, hand covering his. Kael stilled. “I hunted them for ten years,” he said. “Every Alpha who signed that order. Every mage who touched her. Every soldier who held her down. I burned their packs. I burned their names from history.” “That’s why they call you the enemy,” Elena whispered. Kael finally looked at her. His eyes were glassy, silver in the firelight. “They’re right,” he said. “I am their enemy. And I’ll be their end.” Elena squeezed his hand.

The blade of the knife he held against my neck was very sharp, and there was no Kyrian in the room. I tightened my nerves and spoke, "I won't move, so take it easy." "Tell me why you jumped onto the car last night?" the man asked persistently. Although I didn't know the origins of these people, I knew one thing for sure. The enemy's enemy is a friend. "For the sake of this child." "As far as I know, you are not his biological mother, nor are you a nanny. How come you sacrifice everything for someone else's child?" "Someone else's child?" I sneered coldly. "To be precise, he is my enemy's child."