Sworn Enemies Novels & Stories

Aiden stood stiff at the podium, his father’s hand heavy on his shoulder, Dante beside him radiating smug ease. Adrian spoke first. “The Blackthorn and Veyron Packs are united against the rogue threat. Our heirs will lead this alliance.” Reporters pounced. “Mr. Blackthorn, how can the public trust this alliance when you and Mr. Veyron nearly tore each other apart at the gala?” Aiden’s throat closed. The rooftop came back in a flash—the fists, the shattered glass, the humiliation of being dragged out like a child. His mouth went dry.

They couldn’t, they didn’t understand what they were doing, what forces they were invoking. “We swear to destroy Kiera Vale.” Magnus’s expression shifted from amusement to genuine interest. “Well, well. It seems your former family has teeth after all.” I stared at the blood dripping from their palms, at the men who’d been my brothers in all but blood now declaring themselves my sworn enemies. The irony was brutal… I’d made a blood oath with the Broker to save my son, and now the people I’d called family were making blood oaths to destroy me. The Steel Vultures turned as one, mounting their bikes without another word. Their blood oaths hung in the air like curs

Black gun asked. "You don't have to want, you are already," he said, "a common enemy is enough to tight us up as teammates. Moreover, the enemy of my enemy is my friend but I will say you are my best friend cause you are not just an enemy to my enemy but the enemy to my most hated enemy" the smile on Wendigo's lips made Black gun rolls his eyes in irritation. "I can never be friends with a selfish and envious bastard like you" Black gun snorts.

"The enemy of my enemy is my friend." These creatures made a blood oath with the most vicious enemy of every supernatural creature. They made a pact with the Vampires. They were desperate to avenge their loved ones and fully aware that no matter how long they waited, their strength would never be enough to fight against the awful King, their enemy. So, in exchange for anything, these so-called victims, during King Borasco's reign, offered themselves to be slaves to the Vampires. They may be enslaved, serving their enemies since birth, but as long as there is a hope that they could avenge their family and loved ones, who have died a needless and merciless death, they are blind to it.

"You forgave me once before, didn't you? You were always so understanding. Why are you making such an ugly scene now?" "Don't let your personal feelings destroy the family alliance. The wedding is in a week. You'd better take some time alone and clear your head." Staring at my chat history with Giovanni, I gave my cold reply. "No need to wait. The wedding is off." "Rafael, I told you. I don't tolerate betrayal in my world." Before I could end the call, he exploded. "Off? Are you insane? The engagement party just ended. All Five Families are watching the Mancinis and Valentinos join forces, and you pull a stunt like this? Is this your way of testing my limits?"

The same name that had just shattered Aria’s world, and now threatened to destroy his. He dragged a hand through his hair, breathing hard. “What the hell are you, Lancaster?” he muttered. And for the first time, he wasn’t sure whether the enemy was the man… or the bloodline now tied to the woman he couldn’t let go.

E L A R A Julian Hartmann. The name alone would make my father's jaw clench. Our families had been enemies for as long as I could remember, something about my grandfather and his, a business deal that collapsed and a friendship that never recovered. I don't know. The details are fuzzy, but the hatred was very clear. If I wanted someone Father couldn't control, someone powerful enough to protect me, someone Father would hate... I know it's insane. Completely insane.

William Tristan Richmond. His name alone was enough to light a firestorm of memories—each one more infuriating than the last. I stared at him, disbelief warring with the deep-seated anger that surged through me like poison. Of all the people to run into, of all the places in the world, why did it have to be him? He was Caleb's older brother, and my sworn freaking enemy.

A silent understanding passes between them, a pact forged in the heat of the moment. Then the ground shakes, and the sky splits as my real enemies reveal themselves. Yes, this is war.

"I have no allies as I have no enemies." "That's where you're wrong, everybody has enemies at least one." "No that's where you're wrong alpha Travis, those people I don't know that hate me without a cause are not my enemies, my enemies are those I might have hurt and they truly seek revenge on me, not backbiters who hate for no reason." "And allies?" "I may have a lot of people around me but I technically work alone, I always have and forever will… me, myself and I." He smirked.