Novel & Cerita Loving The Enemy

She called again, slightly leaning towards him with a little frown on her temple. "Have you ever thought that there could be a mole among us?" She asked. "Fabiola?" Pops called in a fatherly tone. "Yes Pops." She answered, attentively giving him her ears. "In life, it doesn't matter what you do, how rich you are or how powerful you are, even how broke and bankrupt you are, or simple and kind, or evil… you'll always have enemies. One thing you should keep in mind is that; your enemy is never from outside, he is from within. He opens the door for the thief to come in."

I stood frozen in the doorway, my fingers tightening around the doorknob as memories I had buried long ago threatened to break free. There had been a time when flowers like these would have made me happier than any expensive gift. A time when I believed every bouquet was proof that he loved me. A dangerous ache stirred inside my chest. For one reckless moment... I almost wanted to believe things could still be different. Footsteps stopped behind me. "I thought you'd like them," Adrian said quietly, uncertainty slipping into his voice. I walked farther into the room and stopped beside the nearest bouquet. Carefully, I picked it up. The familiar scent of roses drifted through the air. Once, th

then I was interrupted by the district cook "This is not over, Kunt". jenim said and walked away bumping shoulders with me. Jenim was like salt in my wounds; she intentionally smashed into me, shattering the glass. She was willing to do anything to get me to submit to her. Every day reminds me of how miserable my life was and how I faced hatred from people I barely knew. Why? because I am mixed-race. My mother was an Omega who married the Alpha of Edwood pack. The hatred did not begin with me; it began with my mother. Some siad she had whore herself to attract my father's attention, while others believed she was my father's mistress who had drugged him into having me. But all was just rumors

About the baby—names we liked, hopes we had, the kind of parents we wanted to be. It was strange, building a future in the middle of a war. But it was also the most real thing we'd ever done. "I used to think love was about safety," I said on the second night. "Finding someone who'd protect you from the world." "And now?" "Now I think it's about finding someone who'll stand beside you while you face it. The world, I mean. All of it. The good and the terrifying." Adam pulled me closer. "That's a lot more work."

They ripped their hands away from each other, taking a huge step away as if they had been caught doing something bad. John chuckled. He crosses his arms over his chest. "You know, you two really amaze me" John said, a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth. he continued. "One thing, I've always liked about you two is that you don't back down. Even when the whole damn world is against you, you stand your ground" He paused, letting his gaze rest on both of them, his voice dropping to a quieter tone. "But still...I gotta tell you the truth. You can't fight the whole world if you're too busy fighting yourselves. "

"He only loves me as a friend Dad. Why can’t he see it? He believed that his junior loves him but he doesn’t accept me, Dad" Dad was listening to me running circles on my back. It took me a while to calm down. "Magnus, love is uncertain. We can’t impose it. It needs our heart and mind toward that person to be in love with you. I can relate the pain of one sided love but son, choose if you still want to be friends"? Dad said and I lift my head to look into his eyes. "But Dad will he accept to be my friend, still after my confession? After his rejection"? I was confused.

What did he mean? "It's your old lover's birthday. If I go there, won't it ruin the chance for you to chat about the good old days?" She pouted. That was a sweet talk. Daniel reached out his finger and lightly clicked on it. "Right now, Leila and I are only good friends. You are my wife. I hope you two can be friends too." Friend? How is that possible? Have you ever seen a rival in love turn into a friend? Enemies in love are incompatible as fire and water. They are incompatible with each other. It's the relationship that only one can survive between you and me!

Can they just forget and accept them again in their life? Jai asked the DJ to put the romantic number so that they can have a couple dance at last to lighten the environment. In Lamhon Ke Daaman Mein Pakiza Se Riste Hain Koi Kalma Mohabat Ka Dohrate Farishte Hain Translation: In the lap of these moments There are pure relationships Some holy verse of loveIs being recited by the angels "Let's grab our partner and dance together," Jai shouted as he asked the hands of shagun.

Desperate for not getting hurt, desperate for comfort, for the love she never got but deserved. "Shut up you should face the consequences. Maybe you will learn to think before doing anything. You should learn your lesson. You should meet the consequences of your actions." He replied with cold and harsh tone. A tone that will bring mob-bosses to their knees let alone a little girl. "No plea.." End of flashback... "Ma'am I brought you your files and a cup of tea." Said Lia as she entered my room. I rolled down my sleeve and nodded. Brushing past the memories of my younger self.

Jasmine kept her voice as low as possible so that no one could hear the argument between them. She looked up at her sister whom she loved dearly, even though she often did things that went against the logic of a gentle woman like Jasmine. "Tell me, did you really never love Ruby? Did you intentionally ruin my best friend and destroy her dream of becoming a nurse?" Jasmine's question instantly became a very strong slap to Robert. A series of past events flashed through his mind. The sweetness of love and the bitterness of betrayal blend into one. "Love? Heh! Don't ever teach me about love, because the sincerity of love is only zero point zero one percent in this world." said Robert coldly.