My Beloved Nemesis Novels & Stories

She began programming the second iteration of Icarus something she called [Nemesis Protocol]. If Icarus was the wings to fly, then Nemesis was the sword to strike. The real war had only just begun. END OF CHAPTER 25..

Damon’s POV: My nemesis. That was the label I had pinned on her the moment I realized I couldn't ignore her existence. She wasn't an enemy in the traditional sense—she didn't carry a gun or plot my downfall in the dark—but she was the one opponent I could never seem to beat. She was the glitch in my life, the persistent static in my frequency. My downfall. My undoing. It all started on December 31, 2012. That was the first time I actually stood in the same room as her. I was eleven years old and she was nine. It was a New Year’s Eve dinner.

He kissed my neck several times and whispered about how much he had missed my scent. I could only remain silent because, well… I couldn’t move. I felt my throat getting better, so I tried to speak. “What did you do to me?” I asked flatly. “I’m keeping you safe… my love,” he replied, burying his face against the curve of my neck. The movement tickled, but I forced myself not to react. “Keeping me safe… you mean kidnapping me?” I shot back sarcastically. “I didn’t kidnap you, because your brother and your entire family know where we are right now!” he answered. Then he whispered that my skin smelled even better after he had bathed me.

David said with calmness that he did not feel. “But if what you’re saying is true and the Brethren have kidnapped Alice too then he would want to know.” David shook his head. “You don’t get it. It’s not the Brethren. It’s something else.” This angered Belinda no end. “Is it Orson Industries?” “You don’t know the people who have done this.” “Who did it?” “They’re called Nemesis…” “Nemesis?” Robert asked. “Yes and it’s a difficult situation for me because most of them used to be friends of mine.”

My past is drenched in blood and hidden away in darkness but she had the nerve to see everything and find out what I am made of. I am made of greed, bloodlust and loath. I am made of all the sings that a man could commit. Love isn’t something that I feel for others. I love only myself but Nefret, she... she somehow found a warm place in my heart which I never knew existed. I hate her sometimes because she proves me wrong. Sometimes she made me feel better and that’s the worst thing she did. She taught me to knit dreams with me and her in them and now she is hell-bent on taking them all away.

He's wronged Arthur greatly and many more. Nemesis has finally caught up with him and it really stung!. "I'm a monster..." He sighed. For the first time in centuries he wasn't proud about those words. What has monstrosity brought him to be fair?. Hatred,enemies,power,wealth,dominion. All these things weren't even enough to fill the large vacuum in him. He let out another sigh,bowing his head in shame. "Nicodemus." Sarah,his favorite Witch walked into his parlour were he was sulking. He turned halfheartedly to her.

I began to assure her, to make her feel less burden or regret. "There's no perfect being in this life honey, we're all full of imperfection. No one is born without any form of nemesis, I have a lot of enemies but I face them head on, I don't allow them to get to me, Anastasia is your arch nemesis and you need to fight her off, I know it's difficult for you and probably hard for you to believe but you need to believe in yourself." I encouraged her and patted her head gently till her weeping was reduced to sobs and soon, she stopped crying.

It was very hard for me to accept it that, the person I have loved the most and shared every part of me with was ready to destroy me without any remorse. "And one more thing, you didn't get me as your husband, because you are too nice and I hate good people... Mona is evil and that's why I love her so much!" Alpha Derrick stood up, walked towards me and said those words to my face in a very low tone manner and he let out a mischievous smile. "I guess you both match each other and I am very sure that, nemesis shall catch up with the both of you very soon!" With tears strolling down my eyes, I uttered those last statements and I did said them with a shaky voice.

Session after session it clicked and we had finally become best of friends. We had become so close that we usually shared most elite tasks regarding the states affairs together, giving us the nickname "Nemesis Trio" the name being quite self explanatory. Me being the main executioner, Ian the reckless one with devilish ideas and Scarlet, the one who kept the group sane when she wasn't drastically increasing her body counts. With time I had gotten a name for myself,'The Red Dame". A title resulting from how cruel and bloodthirsty I could be when my very little patience had been stretched beyond its limits. Though it wasn't the best I would want to be tagged with, I wasn't complaining.

Ashley smiles sinisterly, squinting her eyes at me. “If there’s anything I like about you, it’s that you’re one smart bitch but that has to be the dumbest thing you ever said. Damian…..is Trevor’s problem and you….are my nemesis, so what better way to end this story than to rid ourselves of the both of you?”