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One photo. Just one fucking 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤. And within hours she's the woman who seduced her boyfriend's brother. Wrong. All wrong. But who cares about the truth when the lie looks so much better? ➽a REAL enemies to lovers story ➽ F1 Driver x physiotherapist ➽ Read the trigger warning pls don't start this at midnight. (You won't sleep.)

"Do you have any idea how much I hate you?" I ask, glaring at him. "You say it everyday, London." He mumbles, leaning lazily against his chair. "Well, clearly I don't say it enough because you're still sitting with me." "Maybe I just like pissing you off." He smirks. •.•.•.•.• Northcrest Academy, an elite sports boarding school that was built for champions. Privileged athletes. London Blake, the cheerleader. She was anything but privileged, yet managed to spend her high school years at the Academy on a scholarship. She grew up trying desperately to meet the expectations that she set for herself, and had one goal for her Senior year; make it as cheer captain and be the best you've ever been. Ace Reeds. The cocky, troublemaking yet annoyingly handsome captain of the soccer team. Soccer has been his entire life for as long as he remembers. The field is the only place he feels a sense of control, but deep down, he hopes it's finally a reason his Father would see him other than another problem to worry about. Despite being in the same school, these two seem to despise eachother, not being able to stand the presence of one other. One prank gone wrong ends in Ace and London spending way more time with eachother than they want to. Read along for Ace and London's senior at the Academy to see if they ever do get over their rivalry!

─────── 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐒, a fiercely independent romance novelist, known for her perfectionism and sharp wit. She thrives when it comes to planning and demanding an order, whether that be towards her intricate novel plots or her daily routine. Beneath her pristine exterior, she hides her worst fear: that her heart is too guarded to truly take a chance at love. 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆, the exact opposite of 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄. He's charming & spontaneous, and a writer who thrives based on unpredictability. He chooses to live life in the moment. While his exterior is care-free and confident, he hides his own vulnerabilities - losing himself in someone else's world, and being unable to live up to his family's successes. Once their publishers force 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐄 and 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 to become co-authors for an upcoming novel, sparks fly in ways that neither of them even considered. From heated arguments over plots, to writing techniques, their rivalry intensifies over time. Although, as deadlines inch closer and closer, secret notes begin to appear in the margins. Can two people so opposing to each other find love that works on and off the pages? Or will their differing worlds keep them apart forever? #2 - authors | 05.18.2026 #2 - emotionalslowburn | 04.15.2026 #5 - emotionaltension | 04.20.2026 started :: 03.25.2026 ended :: tbd.

Rules have always existed when it comes to the South and the North. Hate, kill, death, violence. In no way should anyone from the North have any kind of relation with the South. It goes for all-friendship and more. We call it the Crimson Protocol. Anastasia Romanova is a spy of the North, known as Agent Scarlet. Her only goal? Take down the South-and especially Agent Black, a cunning, sarcastic, brute man. They have been enemies for God knows how long, battling to get the other killed. But things start to get serious when they finally meet up close. Can they continue to say they hate each other when they are undeniably attracted to each other? Yearn for each other? Enemies in denial. And soon, they start to break those rules.

🔞 SUITABLE FOR AGES 18+ 🔞 They call it El Cielo Alto, the high heaven of Manhattan. A world built on luxury the powerful can afford. Vivian Valentin has everything a woman is supposed to want. Beauty that turns heads, a name that opens doors. Marco Valentin, a man who rules the city's elite like a king behind closed doors. To the world, she is his flawless queen: the picture of grace, devotion, and perfection. But beneath the marble floors and diamond chandeliers lies rot. This was not built on love, but on secrets, old, dangerous, and buried deep beneath their marriage vows. They say everyone has a story. Hers begins the night she stops pretending. Because this isn't salvation, it's damnation dressed in silk. Desire can destroy faster than betrayal, the closer comes to a truth no one dares speak. Some sleep beside you every night. And some the kind you feel in your chest, the kind that make you human are the ones that can't be forgiven. As Vivian's perfect world begins to crumble, she will uncover the truth about her husband and herself. And when the masks come off, she'll find herself standing in the ruins of the life she once worshipped.

This is not a story about what happens. It's about what almost does. At an Ivy League medical school, Isabelle Laurent is known as the Ice Queen-brilliant, distant, untouchable. No one gets close. No one stays. Alexander Whitmore was never supposed to be different. Charming, privileged, and infamous for never staying longer than a few weeks, he understands desire. What he doesn't understand, until Isabelle, is restraint. She believes he doesn't want her. He knows wanting her openly would destroy everything. So they choose the most dangerous thing instead: friendship. "The most dangerous thing about Alexander Whitmore was not his reputation, nor his charm, nor the power he would one day inherit. It was the fact that he never asked for anything from me, and somehow, without realizing it, I had begun to give him everything that mattered." Slow burn • Dual POV • Consent • Emotional intimacy

He placed a file of marriage papers on the counter, sliding a pen across to her. His dark, sharp eyes locked on her every move. "Tarsou ge tum , tumhe uska deedar bhi naseeb na hoga.... Khwaaisch he meri ke tumhara pyaar kabhi poura na hoga"........ {"You will long for him, yet you will never get to see him... My wish is that your love is never fulfilled."} Aayesha said with a deep hatred filled in her eyes. "Mohabbat , dua aur baddua sirf kitabi bate he..... Haqeeqat mai iska koi wajoud nahi...... Zaya hojayegi tumhari Mohabbat ki talash........ Jab badlegi meri caahat, junnon me sirf tumhe pane ki"....... {"Love, prayers, and curses exist only in books... In reality, they have no meaning... Your search for love will go in vain... For when my desire changes, my obsession will be only to have you."} "Sign it. Now. The sooner you do, the sooner this becomes official." "This is not a pure love story. It's a cursed tale, where a haunted past shattered them, destiny entwined their paths, and fate gave them a chance-however fleeting."