My Beautiful Enemy Novels & Stories

Before I could say another word, she was already storming out, muttering curses and vowing to settle the score with Ariana herself. Their reactions didn't surprise me. What I was curious about was who would come out on top in the end. … A day later, my assistant came in with the update. Ariana and Cleo had gotten into a full-blown brawl at a bar. Cleo, having planned ahead, had brought a bottle of acid and threw it directly at Ariana's face. Ariana, realizing her face was ruined, went into hysterics. She grabbed a fruit knife from the bar counter and slashed at Cleo's face in retaliation. In the struggle, the blade punctured Cleo's eye—blinding her permanently in that eye.

I asked, arching an eyebrow. She smiled. “No, Mirabel. But we have a common enemy—Alexandra Rossi. And the enemy of my enemy is my friend. So… hello, my friend.” My eyes lit up. I smiled back. Oh yes, I was certain—this was going to be an epic friendship.

I’d never seen a more beautiful woman in my life and she had an hourglass frame, womanly hips, a tiny waist, and perky tits I’d love to fuck sometime. She had a small belly button and flawless skin I loved to kiss the scar on her shoulder disrupted her perfection but I thought it made her look better. She’d survived horrific things and she was stronger because of those experiences. She was fearless and strong, beautiful but she didn’t come closer to me, keeping her distance so she was out of my reach. “Baby.” I commanded her with only the use of her name. I was getting harder by the second as I stared at her, this beautiful goddess in my living room. It was unfortunate I fell in love with my

"You don't need to hide from me, Cassandra. Not anymore." She swallowed hard, her pulse fluttering visibly against the hollow of her throat. She let the duvet slip from her grasp, her hands slowly rising to rest flat against my bare chest instead. I moved my hand up, my knuckles brushing lightly along the sharp line of her jaw, before my thumb came to rest directly over the raised silver Luna mark on the right side of her neck. "You look beautiful," I said softly, meaning every single syllable. Cassandra let out a breathless little laugh, the last of her defensive walls completely crumbling into dust.

Until hate starts feeling dangerously close to something else. After all, the only thing worse than living with your enemy… …is falling in love with him.

"Tell me clearly! Who am I worse than? Who? Am I more beautiful or is the b*tch more beautiful?" While sobbing, the actress quickly said, "You're beautiful! You are the most beautiful! You're more beautiful than anyone else!" Briana was angered to the point where it had distorted her facial features, she was no longer the most beautiful woman in the military as she stepped on the actress' hands to vent her anger.

Hamza Shah, A, 29 years old ominous monster. A heartless man with piercing obsidian eyes that sends chills down her spine. He is a killer and a sinner with no remorse. His name alone causes terror to grip his enemy's heart. The man was apathetic, except the vicious man loves and respects his mom. He didn't need a distraction in his life. His goal was to eliminate all his enemies so his name would boom in the whole country and the sagas of his monstrosities would be whispered in every nook of the nation. What will happen when a living, breathing distraction was restrained and hauled into his life. And that distraction came in the form of none other than Hooriya.

Then he turned to look at the woman sitting opposite him who was engrossed in her world treating him like he was not present. .He bet that she didn't recognize him at all. Being the CEO of Brown co-op,he was on business news and sometimes entertainment news. Everywhere he passed, people would recognize him at first glance but it seemed this woman here didn't. Her face was pure and very beautiful. She looked like a lotus growing in the pond, despite the mud,it came out very pure. He found himself dazed Just looking at her as she concentrated on her work. For some strange reasons,he felt pulled to her. David had to admit that her beauty was unparalleled. She could outsmart even the top model i

- with this sentence I forget all my irritation. "What kind of danger?" - I ask, and she answers immediately. "You have enemies, and they will soon find you." - Enemies? I never hurt anyone, I stayed invisible. How can I have enemies? - "Just because you only mind yourself, it doesn't mean you don't have one." - she says to me seriously. I gulp, looking at the beautiful woman in front of me. "But... I always stayed out of trouble. How can I have..." - but she interrupts me.

She looked around and saw Alena's photo. "Wow. That's so beautiful. I wish I had her eyes," she complimented. I looked for traces of sarcasm but found none. She sounded genuine. "If you are here to say anything against her, the door is that way." "I'm not here for that. You know, she's kind of nice. Uhm, scratch, she's really nice." "You're creeping me out here." "Well, I kind of figured she's not my enemy. My real enemy is that so-called friend model. I should have known; that's why she tried to kill me. That wasn't a friendly thing. It was a lover obsession, a crazy passion."