Sipping With The Enemy Novels & Stories

I straightened up and moved Sienna behind me, so she was out of harm's way if they started anything. Jace surprisingly was the only one who looked unbothered by this whole situation. He walked to the fridge and grabbed a can of coke, and brought it to Sienna. "Drink this. Sugar's good for shock." He told her before gently taking her arm and leading her to the table. He walked back to us. "You three want to go at it great. I'll mix in, but right now, there is a hit on Sienna, so how about you get your heads out of your backsides and work together for her." He snapped as he pointed at Sienna, who looked like she was going to be sick.

It is dangerous not to drink in the desert. 'It is dangerous,' Amira countered, 'to drink in the presence of your enemies.' A tiny smile tugged at the corner of his mouth and he inclined his head in acknowledgment. 'Very well, then. I shall drink first.' She watched as he poured what looked like some kind of fruit juice from an earthen pitcher into two tall tumblers. He picked up the first and drank deeply from it, the sinuous muscles of his throat working as he swallowed. He met her gaze over the rim of his glass, his eyes glinting in challenge.

I stood between his legs as he sat on his desk, his intense gaze making me feel both vulnerable and exhilarated. “Would you like some more whiskey?” he asked, sipping from his glass. I knew I should say no, but instead, I nodded. He handed me the glass, and I drank it all in one go, the liquid burning down my throat. His eyebrows shot up in surprise, but I needed the alcohol. This situation was overwhelming, and I doubted my ability to handle it. My father was right; I wasn’t cut out for this.

Just as he was about to stand, the door opened. Nathan walked in, wearing only a pair of shorts, his hair damp from recent shower. “Morning,” he said casually. Shaun stared at him. “What am I doing in your house?” “You asked me to take you home,” Nathan replied. “I didn’t know where you lived, so I brought you here.” Embarrassment burned Shaun’s cheeks. “I can’t believe I asked my enemy for help.” “You’ve got it wrong,” Nathan said, pointing to his lip. “You took advantage of me. You kissed me. You even bit me.”

Pushing his shot glass forward, I cheered his and threw my head back as I downed it. “No.” Yes. “Give it a minute,” Shane murmured. He picked up the bottle and filled up my shot glass. I watched as he poured his glass and placed the bottle back down on the table. Lifting his, he motioned for me to pick up mine. I shook my head as I picked up the shot glass. I don’t think it’s very wise to get drunk with the enemy. No, it definitely isn’t wise. It’s probably the worst idea yet. In my defense, this wasn’t my idea but it was definitely the stupidest thing I could do.

Seeing my enemy at my feet was my greatest satisfaction. I walked over to the cupboard where he kept his precious drinks and quickly picked up the bottle of brandy and came to face him. I had the bottle in my hand with the label facing Luke. His gaze remained locked on the label of the bottle. I watched as the smile faded from his face. His eyes narrowed, either to get a good read or because of the anger that surely set in instantly. His eyes were shooting arrows, but he could not say anything. I silenced him. I loved this image! My enemy had been defeated once again, and in one day. “Something special for a special day!” I said to him when I got to his right.

he offered to him He sat down carefully on the sofa while Sharad sat opposite him. "What do you care for? Whiskey? Wine? Beer?" He asked as he sipped his drink slowly. "A little wine will do," Eden replied confidently. The man chuckled as he looked at him thoroughly. "They say you don't dine when you're in the enemy's quarters, remember? Or you may eat and drink, and never live to see tomorrow" he quoted. Eden smiled as he stared at the man who was beginning to amuse him.

She cast a glance at Ryke, who met her gaze knowingly. He extended the drink to her. Crystal hesitated but just for a moment, then reached for the glass. She raised it to her lips, hesitating once more, before finally taking a sip. The liquid burned as it slid down her throat, leaving a fiery trail in its wake. Crystal felt a rush of warmth spreading through her veins, mingling with a newfound sense of liberation. One sip turned into two, and two into three, as she surrendered herself to the allure of the unknown.

DINING WITH THE ENEMIES (She's just naive) Genres; Thriller CHAPTER 13 By, baby favour Das Mansion *What! You allow her to go in?* maid two said. *I didn't allow her she just went in* maid one answered. *I'm sure we will be dead soon* maid two repiled. *You should have told her young master prohibited anyone from entering his room!* Maid three said. *Let just wait for her scream or her body throw out* Maid one concluded and they all went their way.

"Sit beside me" "Is that an order or a request?" " A request" Everyone settled at the table and Darius's dad stood at the head with a wine glass and a spoon. Everywhere became silent as he hit the spoon against the glass. "First, I would like to thank the Blood moon pack for honoring our invitation, and also everyone here too. Today we are gathered here to welcome the beloved daughter of the blood moon pack into our pack. We hope this develops into a strong bond between our packs, now, let the feast begin"