Sexted My Enemy Novels & Stories

Her eyes widened in shock, clearly taken aback by my audacity before she attempted to regain her composure. By now, a crowd of students had gathered around us. With a dark chuckle, she pressed. “What did you just say?” “You heard me loud and clear, slut.” I replied with newfound confidence. The students exchanged incredulous glances, some murmuring among themselves. I began to walk away, but in a swift motion, she seized my hair, yanked me backward, and slammed my face against the locker. The crowd erupted in cheers for her as I grunted in pain.

But one person caught his eyes, his eyebrows raised when he saw her. Their eyes met, and in a fleeting of moment she could see the surprise in his eyes but it soon faded. Then the fear in Lily tripled when she saw the corner of his mouth raised into a smirk. The corner of his mouth raised, and his lips parted, he was about to say something... Lily's heart halted in her chest. However, suddenly Logan used his claws to decapitate his head, and immediately his head fell onto the marbled floor. His body fell to the ground and blood started gushing out of his acephalous body, pooling on the marbled floor.

Hardened by a lifetime without luxury or comfort, his endurance only exceeded Kellen's, and in the end, my humiliated opponent was left to endure crushing punches from which he was unable to mount a counterattack. That last, decisive burst turned out to be vicious. The mortal sight could not have seen the speed at which Whip's quick retorts completely dismantled Kellen's fortifications. Carmine's jets burst outward as Sebastian quickly and furiously disintegrated bone and sinew. In a gurgling, deformed heap, Kellen crashed to the beach, his eyes wide with amazement as the first waves of forgetfulness sliced through his awareness. As the fans saw my mate’s win in the end, there was a stunned

After all, the enemy of my enemy is considered a friend. “Give me the location,” I demanded. Her voice lowered. “I’ll send the coordinates. But remember what I asked. You have to kill him, Liam. That’s the deal, my love. End him.” The line went dead. After that, the cabin was silent. Everyone stared at me, waiting. My pulse raced in my ears. I gripped the seat so hard my knuckles turned bone white. My wolf howled for blood. Janine’s words replayed again and again: weak, restrained, under watch.

Thrice until bone cracked. “Who sent you?” I roared, shaking him. He spat blood in my face and smiled. “She’ll die anyway.” These last words made me punch him right in the gut, his throat with all the power and anger in me. I broke his neck. My soldiers hurriedly cleared the opponent in a blink. Adrenaline erupted through me as I turned toward Selena. “Hold on, I’m coming.”

Serena Squealing Conall’s name one last time, my third orgasm of the night rips through me like a damn tornado, shaking my entire body. It has been too long since I have had sex, even longer since I last had good sex. I am a mess, completely weak. It is like an out-of-body experience. It isn’t my own and hasn’t been since the second Conall buried his tongue between my thighs to start us off. The man is talented in so many ways.

“So what did you do, hot shot?” “Basci stuff. First I stood up and stopped the bantering and insults that were being hurdled around and then I told them to remember they can’t be divided right now because the enemy is lurking around and within them.” “And they were stunned?” “Of course they were. They didn’t believe me about the enemy lurking in thro midst so I had to draw the map for them like you did.” He lifted m up immediately, ignoring my playful struggling. He threw me on the bed and climbed over. He took my lips in his mouth and used his tongue for a while.

The room held its breath. "Edmund came to me," Marcus said. "After Lena died. He came here — to this study — and he told me he knew what I was. What I'd done. That he was going to expose my operations." He paused. "We fought. It was — it escalated beyond what I intended. He fell." He looked at Damien. "It was not planned. It was not an execution. It was two men who had both lost the same woman, and neither of them was handling it well." A long pause. "That does not make it less of a crime. It does not make it less of a loss. I am telling you the truth of it, not asking for absolution."

… In seconds, the room erupted into chaos. Those who had just been mocking and cursing me were now being slammed to the floor, crying and begging for mercy. Elliot got it the worst—beaten so badly he burst into tears. "How dare you attack me?! I'll call my dad right now! My dad's a business partner of Sandhurst Group—you'll regret this!" I let out a cold laugh. What a coincidence. Sandhurst Group was my company. I wanted to see which so-called partner had raised a son like him.

The sixth opponent stepped forward. Kellan. Selene’s stomach twisted. His grin was sharp, cruel, the torchlight glinting in his eyes. “Round two, stray? Let’s see if you’re still standing after me.” Her hands clenched. Her body screamed for rest, but she lifted her chin anyway. “Try me.” Their clash was brutal. He fought dirty, his fists heavy, kicks sharp, taunts constant. He slammed her into the mud, grabbed her by the hair, dragged her head back. Gasps rang out from the circle.