Knocked Up By My Nemesis Novels & Stories

“I’m not the one stuck on an ex who has clearly moved on—humiliating myself over him week after week.” Her expression freezes in shock. She didn’t expect me to fight back. Suddenly I felt something. Pain. Sharp and sudden. Her nails dig into my wrist. Hard. I gasp, wincing as she presses deeper, her eyes locked on mine—daring me to react. “Let go of me!” I cry, struggling against her grip. She doesn’t. She presses harder. Until I see it— Drops of blood hitting the floor. Panic surges through me.

Brooklyn's POV The knock came about an hour later. I already knew who it was before I opened the door. There was only one other person in this house who knocked like that — three times, deliberate, not asking permission so much as announcing intention. I opened it anyway. "Go away," I said. He put his hand on the door. I pushed it. He held it open without effort and looked at me with the expression of someone who had decided something and was not going to be redirected from it. I stepped back because the alternative was a physical argument in a doorway and I was too tired for that.

I slapped her ass and she hissed. I could hear the knock on the door, but I refused to respond to it. The knock continued, and I swore to have that person beheaded the moment I was done. “Mmm…” Helen moaned as she summed and moments later, I cummed after her. My body fell on hers, as we tried to regulate our breathing. “Prince Roan,” the knock came again, and I spat out, harsh and loud. “If I get out there, I'll make sure your head is found in a spike by morning.”

I retaliated by digging my nails into her wrist until she let go. One second Maya and I were rolling around on the floor trying to claw each other’s eyes out, and the next second Luca was hauling Maya off me with enough force to send her flying backward into the wall. I had no idea when he arrived but now he was directly between us with his hands clenched into fists “She attacked me,” Maya said immediately, pointing at me like I was some kind of criminal while still trying to stem the flow of blood from her nose. “You can see for yourself, Lucas. She hit your fiancée..”

Neon chuckled and began to walk towards me slowly. While he was walking towards me, I noticed that he had a wound on his stomach, and it still seemed like something which was healing, so that was my only shot. You can do this, Alyssa. Before he got to me, I stood up immediately, and threw him a solid punch right there, and Neon groaned in pain, and took a few steps backward, and everyone burst out into claps as Neon fell close to a shelf which had books in it, and a few books fell on his head.

I stood tall and cleared my voice. “The don’s order,” I added. He took a moment to look me over, from my head to my toes. Then, unexpectedly, I lifted my dress and caught him off guard, sending him straight to the floor as I knocked him out. If someone had told me that I could knock out someone twice my size, much stronger and armed, I wouldn't have believed it, but I did. I need to see Maria.

A table toppled. Crockery crashed to the floor and smashed. That was it. A fuse had been lit. ‘Fuck it, let’s just hit her! Give Harper the revenge she deserves!’ ‘There’s two of them and dozens of us. Let’s go!’

He replied, his words were like a million knives passing through my heart. Tearing rolling down my cheeks, I turned around and saw everyone mocking me, it was as if it were all planned, I felt broken and sad. All I wanted was the ground to open and swallow me. Diana, smile at me devilishly. Ever since I met her in high school she has always bullied me, she hated me for no reason at all, she tried to collect everything I have, now she has succeeded in taking my man. I stood up straight and cleaned my tears. I have to be strong so that I won’t embarrass myself more than I already did, and I didn’t want to give Ethan and Diana the satisfaction of seeing me break down.

She rose to her feet. "You forced my hand." The contempt in her voice was unmistakable. Then she turned away. "Kill her." The first kick landed in my stomach. Agony exploded through my body. The second struck my face. Stars burst across my vision. Someone grabbed my hair and yanked me upright. Another punch slammed into my abdomen, knocking the air from my lungs. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. I was thrown across the concrete floor. My body rolled several times before crashing into a broken pillar.

“See, me and my friends here love Ronan and Elara’s love story.” “I do too. I do.” I lied, obviously. She was just too tall and had a man’s body. I didn’t stand a chance. “Yesterday was a misunderstanding, I swear I—” I didn’t get to finish my sentence as I was knocked right out with a punch in my face and then they started kicking me. One dragged me up by my hair, and once I was on my feet, another kicked me right in my knees, making me weak as I coughed blood.