You're Supposed To Be Enemies Novels & Stories

Ivy’s responsibility was now twofold — herself, and her sister. Sebastian’s voice cut through the tension. “You’ve seen the outline. The threats. The network. But one more thing you need to understand…” He paused, letting the words hang. “The enemy knows about you both. They are watching, and they are waiting.” Ivy’s stomach churned, a cold awareness settling deep. This wasn’t just a game anymore — it was war. And she had no choice but to play, to learn, to survive — for herself, and for Emily.

"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.

she corrected. And for the first time in weeks, we moved like one. Not enemies. Not even lovers. Just two broken kids who had turned themselves into weapons and now had to aim.

Tonia was the only goal in the beginning, but now, I wanted his pack as well. I knew that my pack wasn't strong enough to go to war against his pack. However, I was sure that there were people who would want his downfall. There were people that were waiting for him to fall, and they might be willing to help me. "My enemy's enemy is my friend." I was going to join hands with them and completely destroy him, then I would kill the person I partnered with. I would be killing two birds with one stone and enjoy two extra packs. My thoughts were making me smile. This sounded like such a good plan, but who would I meet?

It sounded foreign to my ears. He circled me. "You and I, we're enemies. And enemies don't fall in love." He stopped, his tepid breath hitting my neck. "They destroy each other."

She suddenly turned to my direction again and this time, she was ready to talk. "If we are not enemies, then what do you think we are? you are not a friend to me and if you are no friend to me, that means we are enemies!" She uttered those words in a ferocious manner, as she looked me in much despise. "That's where you are getting things wrong... I am not your enemy and neither is anyone here enemies to one another. We are all here due to one circumstances or the other, that has placed us under a situation of being slaves to people we do not wish to even bow our heads to. Mohandia, we are not enemies, but people going through pains in different ways; but under same clouds!" I looked her ster

“She’s not weak. She’s survived worse than what we’ve thrown at her so far.” A smile crept into the darkness. “I’m not underestimating her. I’m studying her.” He leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering. “And while she has people who love her, she has just as many who resent her. Old grudges. Quiet hatred. People waiting for the right excuse.” The first man exhaled slowly. “Enemies.” “Yes,” the second said, satisfaction bleeding into the word. “And enemies are far more useful than loyal friends. Friends protect. Enemies destroy.”

I entered my office and called my beta, who is my second in command, and gamma, who is third in command, entered inside. "I want to declare war against alpha Marco of the crescent pack," I said to both of them and I saw a flicker of emotion on my beta Aden's face, but soon he masked it. "I want both of you to go to his packhouse and try to negotiate things and get Camilla, and if he denies that, there is war. Give him two days for it as I alpha Marco came into our alliance, so we can't declare war without a warning,," I said to them in a strict tone.

It definitely had to be from somewhere or something important, after all, he's been ignoring a few calls since made that post. "You did well," a voice on the other end said. "But don't bother with any investigation. You'll definitely be watched by some sort of enemies from now on or whoever is probably against your girlfriend. Also, for now, we won't be meeting." Edward's mind was in a bit of confusion as he tried to make sense of the cryptic message. "Enemies"? "Yes." Edward breathed out a sigh with some many things on his mind. This stranger he had met yesterday that refused to even mention his name seems to be so weird and strange and Edward could not help wondering what the reason for th

One wrong word and everything else is shot straight to hell. “I need your help.:” I stated plainly. No pleasantries. The Russians and Italians were lifelong enemies. We stood on either side of the line and always found an excuse to kill one another. Our feud ran so far and so deep that even friendships and alliances were all cursed and doomed before they could even start. But I said it anywhere. Not because I was weak. But because the enemy of my enemy was a fucking friend. He cocked a brow like he didn’t believe I had just said that.