Love Thy Enemy Novels & Stories

“In the 5th chapter of the gospel as recorded by Saint Matthew, we read these very arresting words flowing from the lips of our Lord and Master: 'Ye have heard that it has been said,' Thou shall love thy neighbor, and hate thine enemy. 'But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them that despitefully use you; that ye may be the children of your Father which is in Heaven. ” Tears welled up in his eyes as he listened to what the Priest was saying. How to love the enemy? If this is the reason why he suffered so much trauma? How can Frahisto be loved again if this is the reason why he is hurting? Or maybe it will be the reason h

But to her surprise and astonishment, she didn't even move and itch. Amira laughed cheerfully, her beautiful cresent moon shaped eyes shinning brightly. "Easy tigress….. I came with something you will love to hear" she said patting the space beside her, gesturing Juliet to sit. Seeing Amira meant no harm, her face softened a bit and she complied. "Let's work together to take down that bitch" she said. Juliet's face softened completely "what bitch?" She asked. "Julia….." Amira emphasized smiling bewitchingly. Juliet earlier cold demeanor changed immediately. As the popular saying goes "The enemy of my enemy, is my friend.......

Not the way someone like my father or my brother does. “/Scared means hostile./” I remind the pack. “/They know what we can do now. We should be friendly. Let them think they still have some control, so they don’t feel like they have to take control back./” “/Love thy enemies,/” Tala says. “/Even sinners love those who love them./” “/Sarah, please thank the ghosts and let them return home when everything is clear? It will seem less threatening. Mary, you’re one of us, please stay./”

Scott's version of love was a warm blanket I never asked to be wrapped in. Adam's version was this. Cold water. Clear sight. I preferred it. "So I need a counter-narrative." "Yes." "I need someone who shapes that for me. Someone who fights in that arena while I fight in the other." Adam tilted his head. "I have people—" "No." The word came out sharper than I intended. I softened it. "No. I appreciate everything you've done. But your people work for you. They're loyal to you. I need—"

"Uhm..well I just wanted to hip fiery coals on your head." I gulped. "And why is that?" He asked confused. " my dad once told me that if I see my enemy in need of help and I am in the right position to help out then I shouldn't hold back from doing so then that will not only hip fiery coals on their head it will make them feel remorse and guilty for what they've done overtimes. And that is why I have to help you out because I consider you as my enemy." I lied, smiling and his face turns red.

"Let's see. Actually when someone is about to marry, Devil may whisper mischievous illusion into their dreams, so they would turn away from their loved ones. Making them confused, anxious and uncertain. Making them to doubt the choices they make and the commitment they will go through like marriage. So what I'm trying to say is just leave all the thoughts aside which was whispered by the demon and think about the happiness, the joy, the love, and ofcourse new family you will get. From this you will only feel happier." Woah! I never talked this much with her. By the time when I finished with my talking, I saw tears welled up in Wendy's eyes. I swiped the tears using the handki and said,"I bet

Love is pa­tient, love is kind. Love does not envy, does not act wrongly, love is not in­flated. Love is not am­bi­tious, does not seek for it­self, is not pro­voked to anger, de­vises no evil. Love does not re­joice over in­iq­uity, but re­joices in truth. Love suf­fers all, be­lieves all, hopes all, love endures all.

“Together.” Their hands clasped, a vow to defy the global threat, their bond a fire in the dark. The city’s shadows waited, the network’s source a battlefield, Lorenzo’s ties a poison. Their love, their desperate embrace, was a beacon, their trust a pulse that defied the danger. But the global network, the mysterious figure’s reach, raised the stakes, a storm threatening to break their fire.

The bartender served him bottle after bottle. His eyes scanned the bar. He was the only one that came. He started getting used to drinking during the day. “There is a lot on your mind” the bartender smiled, handing him another beer “That obvious huh” Williams laughed along with him “Maybe you want to share with this bartender” If someone isn't good for you and has hurt you, should you still want that person?” “It isn't in your control, is it. Love sometimes can make you stupid. Despite the hurt, you still find yourself hopelessly in love. You can't help it”

For someone as evil as Timothy, that would be the best way to go. If he did his best to escape, then what awaited him wouldn't be as painless! The enemy of one's enemy was a friend. That proverb could be applied to anyone and anywhere. Since Timothy could get William's enemies to deal with William, William could do the same to Timothy as well.