Shining With My Ex-husband's Enemy Novels & Stories

It was darker, more dangerous. The engine hummed with power, and the tinted window rolled down slowly. I stopped in my tracks. The man sitting in the back seat was lean and powerful, his dark hair messy in a way that looked expensive. He didn't look like Blake. Where Blake was cold and rigid, this man looked like a predator who enjoyed the hunt. It was Luciano Sterling, Blake's greatest rival and the man who had been watching my marriage crumble from the side line for yearsHe didn't look at the hospital. He didn't look at the Sterling Tower in the distance. He

"No… That can’t be—" "It is," I cut her off. "And don’t you dare defend him." She hesitates. And that hesitation is all the proof I need. Something inside me snaps. I throw the glass across the room, watching as it shatters against the wall. The sound echoes through the silence. "Yes, I blame you!" I roar. "If the Moon Goddess hadn’t made you my mate, I would know who my enemies are! But you? You blur the lines!" Her face pales. Her lips part, but no words come.

I retorted, trying desperately to take my hand away from his grip. “Enemies? Is that a new endearment for wife? Don't tell me you consider yourself my enemy, Eve?" He tsked. All my struggle managed to do was wrap both our hands around the sharp edge of the knife. I felt it digging into my palm and at one glance, I saw the blood dripping from our entwined hands and onto the car seat. “Make no mistake, Bandini, I am not your wife. I am your enemy and it would do you well to keep that in mind. Now let me go!" I barked, glaring at him.

She asked in between tears with a cracked voice, her question caught me off guard, but I can't cry if I do so none of us would comfort each other I know I have to be strong" "Forget about my daughter, for now,let's talk about you, why would someone want to kill your husband?" "I don't know I'm confused too" I smirk going into deep thought suddenly an idea clicked into my head "A man's enemy is an enemy of his own house" "What do you mean?" She asked looking confused "Do you have any enemies, maybe business allies?" ''No….." "Then it means one thing?" "Which is….?" "Whoever wants your husband dead is close to you, I can feel it"

I said with my head raised high. He looked at me once and then nodded. “Sure, see you inside Romano” Stefano nodded as we both watched the man leave. “What the fuck were you doing speaking to Moretti?!” “Moretti?” That was freaking Moretti Cassino. I had sex with Moretti? My husband’s enemy?! Fuck me.

gosh who is she? My heart hammered in my chest because standing there in the camera light with Alexander's hand warm over mine, I suddenly realized with sickening clarity that somewhere across the city, someone was going to see this. Someone with blue eyes and a captain's jersey and a possessive, dangerous need to own everything he considered his. Damien was going to see this. And I had absolutely no idea what he was going to do when he did.

This was Killian Blackwood’s heir, growing inside me while I lived under Julian’s roof. I collapsed onto the floor, my hand pressing against my still-flat stomach. I was carrying the child of my husband’s greatest enemy. If Julian found out, he wouldn't just be angry—he would be lethal. He would see this baby not as a life, but as the ultimate evidence of his humiliation. I had to run. But where? I looked at the phone on the vanity. I remembered the note Killian had left me. *You don't owe a ghost anything.* I didn't owe Julian my loyalty anymore. But did I dare run to the monster who had started this fire? Or was I just trading one cage for another?

“Then why did you let me believe you were my sister?” Mara looked broken. “Because your father told me you would be safer if you never knew.” “Safer from whom?” Mara stared at her. “From Evelyn.” Seraphina shook her head. “Evelyn is the enemy.” Mara slowly approached. “No.” She looked directly into Seraphina’s eyes. “Evelyn is not the enemy inside your body.” Seraphina froze. Mara whispered, “The enemy is the part of you that Evelyn never managed to erase.”

The chandelier light suddenly felt colder. Sienna looked up at her husband, a man she’d married to save a company, a man she was no longer entirely sure she understood as simply an enemy, and felt, for the first time, real fear about what they might be uncovering together.

Not anymore. I'm not afraid because my fear was not dying. My fear was losing my family. My husband is dead and now I am angry. I closed my eyes and I could feel my blood rushing through my hands and to my fingertips. I could hear Liam yelling for me. I opened my green eyes that surely turned to black, and lunged my hand to the man in front of me and wrapped my hand around his neck. His veins on his neck became visible and his mouth desperately trying to breathe and his hands trying to remove my strong grip on his neck. This is the power I possess that I hid and never wanted to use.