My Enemy's Enemy Is My Friend Novels & Stories

"I could arrange a feast to welcome her in our pack if you want." I scoffed. "And what? Kill her?" His smile disappeared into thin air. "I had a conversation with your grandfather, and he told me about your mate," he said. "Her mother betrayed me, which means that your mate is an enemy of our pack as well as a threat to us, Rendall. If you can't end her life, I'll do it for you—"

Camille said with a scoff. “Will you help me with this?” I asked him eagerly. “What is that saying again? An enemy of my enemy is my friend.” he said with a smirk. “You look desperate so I'll help you,” he added. His words were rude but I had to tolerate it, soon I would not need his help any longer. “What do you think? How do we kill them and when?” he inquired.

I wondered what she was talking about. “We both have the same enemy, Laura, and after thinking it over, I came up with a solution. What better way to get rid of your enemy than by befriending another enemy of hers? You know what they say: the enemy of my enemy is my friend. So now, Laura, are you ready to be my friend and join forces with me to kick Nicole out of our lives forever?” she asked with a wicked grin.

"This is... this is an old friend. This is Mr. Valenti." ​Dante flinched at the word friend. He took a step forward, his boots heavy on the stone. He stopped right in front of us and slowly sank to one knee so he was eye-level with the boy. ​The ruthless Mafia Don, the man who had just threatened me with a whip, reached out a shaking hand. He didn't touch Leo. He just let his fingers hover near the boy’s cheek. ​"Hello, Leo," Dante whispered, his voice cracking. "I've been waiting a very long time to meet you."

The metallic glint pulled me back into my sanity. I hastily released my grip on his arm, pulling my hands to my chest and clutching my clothes. "N-no... forget it," I muttered in a trembling voice. "I don't know what I'm talking about. Please… forget what I said." “You said… kill.” I shook my head. Ugh, I must be going crazy. What had I just done? Asked him to help me kill them? The saying "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" didn't apply to this man because I was essentially his enemy, too. Before I could exact my revenge on Victor and Ella, this man might be the one to skin me first.

“I can't believe a billionaire is here with us and joined our cheap vacation. Don't you think he's humble?” Foren frowned at her friend, looking at her as if she had said something about the end of the world. “Words ‘humble’ and ‘Adam’ in a single complimentary phrase will never match.” “Wow, how cold.” She just ignored Rissa's teasing. As if someone was whispering to her to do so, Foren glanced at Adam's direction and had her eyes squinting in disbelief when she found him talking to one of their female classmates with a smile on his lips. Her eyebrow raised.

he reminded Leo. Leo smirked. “That is right, but you don’t need a badge or an army to fight the Mafia, however… You will get one if you succeed in taking them down. So fight with me and get your badge back.” Elena was silent the whole time watching the two most dangerous men she had met in her life discuss and that was when it became clear to her; even enemies could unite when they had a common enemy and therefore the saying; the enemy of my enemy is my friend, becomes valid.

He had no doubts that it was him. Mr Jonah Jonah, an enemy he had inherited from Nei-nei. Mr Jonah Jonah, a story too heavy to tell.

He produced a white envelope, which he passed to Afrah with an indifferent look. "Have you ever heard the saying 'The enemy of my enemy is my friend'? I'm sure you must have figured that out from seeing Fahad involved in all this. What better way to hurt Adnan than with the help of his best friend? He hates him, in a way I never could. No matter how hard I try, I cannot harm him alone. I need an ally. And stupid as Fahad is, he will do." He walked away from her after dropping the letter in her lap,returned to the tray he'd brought in and grabbed his glass.

“Our world has grown to the extent that two leaders just isn’t enough. That’s why all these bottom feeders are joining forces with Ventura. That’s why your own turned against you…” “We were never on the same team.” “Yet he still outsmarted you.” “You motherf—” Blanco leaped towards him, but Alberto held out his hand to hold him back. “I propose a new alliance. We too have had our own mishaps,” he muttered, making his father’s jaw tick in irritation. “But you know that saying?” He snapped his fingers as he thought about it. “The one about the enemy of my enemy is my friend…” “How do we know that this isn’t old?” Alberto asked him, leaning forward as his elbows rested on his knees.