Sexted My Enemy Novels & Stories

Adding, “He may be one of my greatest adversaries, but Ethan is already my friend, playmate, childhood sweetheart, and brother to me. We are very familiar with one another and can trace each other's past when something goes wrong. " Olga's thoughts are lingering, allowing both to be nude and revealing every aspect they have been hiding since they were young. After a moment, Olga senses a spurt from inside her between her legs, and she quickly feels excruciating pain, making her feel weak and unable to respond to Ethan’s burning romantic love.

“ You know what this means right? “ I stated cutting him short. My lips curved into a sinister smile showing off my teeth like a ferocious tiger. A lump formed in his throat, his tone a breathless whisper . He never expected this, because I had never shown off my powers in the pack, and everyone believed I was just an omega. “Whoa “I let out an enraged roar which echoed in the building, the room echoed with a lightning that thundered in the building as if there was some sort of natural disaster. The room spinned around, the walls broke apart, my claw ripping his throat, sinking in despair. I dug my claws into his jawline, and each shot tore through his humanity, ripping him into shreds. I bi

“ Your blood’s mixed with mine. It’s the bond. Fated mates. Never asked for it either.” I laughed, bitter. “Great. My mate’s the enemy.” More vehicles joined the chase. Headlights filled the mirrors. Bullets pinged off metal. The driver swerved sharp. Eli’s weight shifted over me. His bare thigh pressed against mine. Skin on skin. The bond flared hotter. “Faster!” Eli barked at the driver. I bucked, trying to throw him off. “Let me out. I’ll take my chances.” “No.” His hand gripped my shoulder. Not gentle. “You’re mine now. Whether we like it or not.”

Dominic murmured, his voice dropping so low it vibrated directly inside my chest. He reached up, his calloused thumb gently stroking the silver Luna mark on my neck, sending a warm, electric pulse singing through our shared bond. "The moment you feel danger... the moment your gut screams that something is wrong, you abort. Don't play the hero. Because I don't give a damn about Jarek’s ledgers, Cassandra, and I don't give a damn about Viktor Varkas. If I lose you... this entire kingdom can burn to the ground for all I care."

I motioned to the dining table for us to sit, and when she was seated, she clasped her hands as she waited for me to start. “So, where do you want me to start,” I asked nervously. “You’re an acquaintance of my brothers, but I’ve done some research on the internet, and it says your family and mine are enemies.” Her eyes filled with tears. “When our fathers were in charge, we were, but since Luca and I took over, it’s a bit more civil, and I would never hurt you.” “I know that,” she admitted. “Will I have to choose?” “Do you think your brothers would make you choose?” I asked her, suddenly terrified of what she might say.

He stuttered out, his eyes filler with the slightest amount of fear,"w-hat ar-e y-you do-ing?" "Kidnapping, killing, torturing," I responded with a nonchalant shrug, "nothing I haven't done before." "You betrayed your own father!" He sneered, his tone filled with anger, "you sided with the enemies!" "Ares is my boyfriend," I stated watching as his eyes grew before I continue, "and it's you who's my enemy. I hate you, I fucking hate your disgusting self— I spat angrily, my fists clenching to my sides, "—you always thought about yourself. You never cared about anyone else."

Sin gripped his hand and stared into my eyes, “F**king do what you did before.” On impulse, I stretched out my hand whilst concentrating on the enemy. I called on anguish and every form of pain I knew. “Stop this!” The enemy sputtered, clutching his neck as if I was choking it. I didn't relent. Rather, I was strengthened to inflict more pain by an unknown force. Sin was suffering the same fate as well, but he wasn't as severe. He managed to stand on his feet, stepped towards the enemy, and clutched him by the neck.

"Don't tell me you did this to take revenge for those times when I beat your brother?" "D-don't tell me..." My voice started stuttering as I realized I had slept with my enemy, who had come to take revenge on me, to play with my feelings and then make a joke in front of everyone. I shivered as the truth sank in. I thudded on the floor, my heart pounding. Quickly, I put on my clothes and ran out of the room. The face that used to give me hope, the face I used to admire without a second thought, had come to seek revenge. I still found it hard to believe.

I hiss at her. I fling her away from me, refusing to move, even though I know that she’ll be up and at me in a matter of seconds. Never back down from an enemy. It’s what I learned at the side of the Red One. And so I won’t back down, even in the face of a torturess of Hell. Predictably, the second that I release Megeara, she’s up and streaking towards me with a clawed hand. “ENOUGH!”

We refused to let this enemy tear us apart. As the climactic battle ensued, adrenaline coursed through my veins. Victor fought with a fierce determination, his eyes locked on our tormentor, never wavering. With each strike, it was as if he was reclaiming his power, his spirit unbreakable. In a final act of desperation, our tormentor lunged at me, their eyes burning with a twisted sense of satisfaction. But before their hand could reach me, Victor intercepted, shielding me from harm. The force of the impact sent them sprawling to the ground, defeated.