Novel & Cerita Who Is Gemini's Enemy

I could feel the presence of death looming over me, waiting for my soul to leave my body. “Warrior Gemma Pristley has contributed a lot in the growth of our pack. Her bravery and war skills aren’t unknown to anyone. She saved us many times from rogue attacks but proved that she is truly the daughter of former Gamma Gabriel Pristley, a traitor just like him.”

He was fit, but that just meant he took care of his body. “You know how I love to annoy you, Sapphire mainly because she won’t tell me what my mates location is, but you and Pyrite too,” he said nonchalantly looking back at the door to his tag-along. “Oh, where are my manners. Onyx, this Obsidian Valdar. He is my right hand man. Like the wolf's Beta, I guess.” Vandal waved Obsidian in as he plopped onto Sapphire’s chair, Obsidian just nodded and stayed in his location.

His nose was already broken but I had a feeling those would heal in no time. "Why did you want to touch her without her consent? What kind of a beast are you?" Damien was asking him as he kept punching. Calvin was fighting before now but he had lost his stamina, he no longer had the will to fight. Damien's wolf was edging forward, I could see fur hair at the side of his face and excess hair on his brows. His eyes were growing darker and darker by the second. It was scary to see Jimin this way,I had never seen him in this way. Even when he had injured me badly unconsciously, I never had the opportunity to see him in his full form. It was sad that Anger had to be all it took to bring the othe

Cold green eyes, the same ones that had once only existed as the symbol of her nightmares. Andalia’s breath got stuck in her throat the moment they made eye contact. 'Why is he here?' Unlike the hallucinations and nightmares, the man standing before her didn’t look at her like he knew her, instead He looked at her with curiosity and concern. “Miss,” he said plainly, his voice low, sending chills down her spine. “I’m Grayson Devon, Alpha of this pack...” He trailed off when he noticed the look in her eyes. Tilting his head slowly, his eyes softened, and then he smiled. "Have we met somewhere?"

Amanda Grayson inherited all of her adoptive father’s millions once he disappeared in his private plane while flying over the Atlantic Ocean. Since then, she has devoted herself to business and expanding her father’s fortune. However, Andrés Grayson's legitimate son arrives to claim what rightfully belongs to him. Amanda won't allow an arrogant man to take away what she has worked hard for over the years, leading to an intense rivalry between them, to the point where the authorities have to intervene and make a deal: both must live together and work equally in Mr. Andrés's businesses, and whoever performs better will take it all. Amanda won't let herself be defeated, even if her enemy is an

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.

Nathan was not the kind of person who acted on impulse, and he never forgot a slight. Shaun and Nathan had been enemies since Shaun’s first year on campus. There had never been a clear reason for it, no single argument that explained why the hostility between them had grown so intense. It had started subtly, with sharp looks and unspoken rivalry, but over time it became personal, especially when women were involved. Nathan had a habit of taking what belonged to other people, and Shaun had learned that the hard way. Emma had been the first. It had been nothing more than a bet to Nathan and his friends. He had been dared to date a first year student and dump her after three days, and Emma had

“They think you want to gain control of all territories with this act.” “So, do these people really see me as the enemy here?” I asked, leaning back in my chair. “Not just the enemy, but a devil, Don Allessandro.” Emilio say. “It’s high time they learn the truth. Send Orlando a message by nightfall.” “But Don...” Emilio says, shifting uncomfortably. “I am done hiding, it’s high time they know who is in charge. This is an order and not a request,” I say, taking a sip from the whiskey.

“It also doesn’t make sense. The clan and this Doctor Q are almost certainly enemies. So if Adam did become a scientist, why would he be working for the clan?” I frowned, focusing and trying to make sense of her words. Yeah, that doesn’t f*cking add up. “Two options,” he said, leaning back. “Either Adam Moretti’s alive… or someone’s running his name.” I stood straight, fixing the edge of my sleeves. “And that's what we're going to figure out.”

I warned, and I can see she soften a bit when I told her that she was at risk of losing her life " You have been dining with the enemy ever since you resumed work and you are not even aware of this, so if I were you, I will sit down and listen to what I have to say," " What do you mean by dining with the enemy? Do you have an idea of who wants me dead?" She asked and I can hear the panic in her voice. " My men have been keeping an eye on him, but you seem to trust this person and that was how he deceived your mother and send her to her early grave," I added.