Quotes For Two Faced Friends Novels & Stories

One wrong word and everything else is shot straight to hell. “I need your help.:” I stated plainly. No pleasantries. The Russians and Italians were lifelong enemies. We stood on either side of the line and always found an excuse to kill one another. Our feud ran so far and so deep that even friendships and alliances were all cursed and doomed before they could even start. But I said it anywhere. Not because I was weak. But because the enemy of my enemy was a fucking friend. He cocked a brow like he didn’t believe I had just said that.

Feels like I've made a deal with the devil "So glad to make you a friend," he says and I chuckle "That's a bit far off," I say composing myself and he shrugs "Yeah well you'll see friends do things for friends," he says like there's a deeper connotation to it. Nodding I just turn around and go to open the door. I leave and I head back to the kitchen. I find Thalia screaming at Nina and I frown

I smiled at her proud and arrogant back as she walks towards Austin. "yep, they're friends," I muttered to myself. “a very great pair of friends”. I smiled to myself as I watches Justin and Austin walking side by side. They are really such a good friends. One is willing to kill anyone for the sake of her friend, and one is willing to let her guard and wall down for the other to enter. What an ideal set of friends. I felt pain in my back when Shaun smacks me really hard and gave me an angry look.

he asked. “Hugging you? That's what friends do," I answered, more like a question. He broke the hug immediately I said that, with so much force. “Who said we're friends?" “Well, we aren't enemies, are we? And the opposite of enemies is friends. I just put two and two together and came up with that.” "Besides, we've been getting along really well lately, right?" I added. I don't even know what to call the expression on his face; it was just blank but mixed with confusion.

I cocked my head, letting my voice dip into something colder, deadlier, “which one of my enemies signed their own death warrant this time?” Silence stretched… then cracked. “You’re too arrogant for your own good,” he growled. There it was. That same voice from before. Still dripping with resentment. I smiled, tilting my head. “Oh, so you can speak. That’s progress.” Still hidden, of course. Lurking like a parasite. I hated these fucking mutts. “Come on, don’t be shy. I thought we were becoming friends. And don’t all great friendships begin in the woods, with mutual murder plots?”

TWO HOURS LATER As Delilah stood at the door, ready to leave, wine-sweet and satisfied with herself, she turned to me one last time. “I hope we can be friends, Amara,” she said. “You seem like someone I can trust.” I smiled. “Of course, Delilah. I always keep my friends close…” I paused, letting my gaze harden just enough for her to catch it. “…and my enemies even closer.” She blinked, the color draining from her face for just a second before quickly recovering it with a nervous laugh.

He rubbed his forefinger and thumb on his chain while thinking about something. "I don't want a psycho girl as my wife because if you have chosen her then I doubt she would be decent." He snorted at my reply and with a glare he said. "My choice is not that good that's why I choose you as my friend in the first place." I was hurt by my friend's words but it wasn't like a new thing. Both of us were like this, throwing insults, saying bad words to each other but still in the end we gonna help and would do anything for each other.

"In a world full of fake, artificial, pretend, and superficial people. Promise yourself to be Gentle, Tender, and beautiful. You are the light so the dark has nowhere to hide. Be free." [Ifveen] .... "Someone once said, A girl and boy can never be friends." Reno teased again. He knew she will be frustrated but he just wanted to do that. He wanted to check what will be her reaction. "You idiot. Not someone, Shahrukh khan had said it." Jacky answered back rolling her eyes. she understood what she was signing for when she agreed to be his friend.

I asked, feeling myself sobering up. "A word of advice… choose your friends more wisely. You'll be surprised what lurks behind a friendly smile. Just lately, these parts are full of them . . . smiling assassins, waiting for you to turn your back so that they can take their pound of flesh," he grimaced at the words as if they left an unpleasant taste in his mouth. Uh, trust me to stumble into the midst of an aggrieved drunkard with a grudge. "My friends, and the company I keep, are none of your concern," I spoke in their defense.

Your faithfully, The Friend