Enemiesinlove cerita

WIP, please don't enter? The two pupils, top of their grade, hate each other to death. Darlan, the second place, tries to wrest away Evelyn's place with hurtful words and torment. But there is more than what seems like jealousy; history that runs deeper than they let show. A night of cold murder, a betrayal, and a time long lost, of a young boy and a girl playing in the field. / This may not be up to par as it is a practicing grounds for my enemies-in-love trope. I'd still recommend it though, if you like this particular dynamic!

They were born into hatred. Raised to destroy each other. Kiara Singh and Ahaan Mehra were never meant to fall in love. Enemies since childhood, their families had drawn battle lines long ago. But when fate brings them back together in college, their war reignites - with darker consequences. What starts as revenge turns into obsession. What begins with hate burns into something deeper. But love isn't enough when blood ties scream betrayal. Because roses don't bloom in fire. They burn.

two strangers fall in love

another spewed out from pure fun, don't expect anything lol.

--- Amira never meant to marry a man like Zaid. She was raised behind gold-trimmed curtains, taught grace, silence, obedience. Her world was one of perfect smiles and hidden bruises. She belonged to powerful men-first her father, then her fiancé. But Zaid tore that world apart. The marriage wasn't her choice. It was a transaction. A contract signed in silence and sealed with threats. She was handed to him like a gift... or a weapon. Zaid didn't ask if she was willing. He simply looked at her that night, eyes as dark as war, and said, "You belong to me now. Learn to live with it." But Amira was never meant to be tamed. She came into his mansion like a storm trapped in silk, calm on the outside but burning underneath. And Zaid, the cold and calculated mafia king, didn't realize he'd married fire. In the beginning, there was no trust. No warmth. Just sharp glares, locked doors, and silence heavy enough to choke. Amira watched him like a stranger. Zaid watched her like a threat. But beneath the tension-something lived. Something dangerous. Something they both refused to name. And in the shadows of that house, between betrayal and secrets, a war began. Not between empires. But between King and Queen. ---

Vernice Eliana Rugue has been single all her life. Unlike her twin sister Vernie Eloise who is impulsive, heartbreaker and a party girl, Vernice can spend the entire day inside her room without getting bored. She enjoys her own company in her own little world not until she met Johan Luke Alger. Who would have thought that a quick interaction in the park with a stranger when they were five would lead to a very complicated relationship with her sister and her last year in senior high school?

Work in Progress.

Expect: High-speed tension-both on the track and off. Rivals-to-lovers energy mixed with redemption arcs. Late-night confessions under neon lights. A love that feels like a free-fall. Emotional payoff: forgiveness, passion, and learning to let someone take the wheel.

It is only the first chapter to the story that gives enough goosebumps by just imagining all the things happening in the text only.

"Love wasn't supposed to hurt-but his did." "In his silence, she found fear. In his gaze, a promise: mine or never." Two stalkers. Two women. Four lives forever changed. when Abeer Rathore's cold gaze lands on Aaradhya, and Veeransh Malhotra's obsession ignites for Nandini-everything begins to unravel. They don't fall in love. They claim, control, and consume. And for the women caught in their storm, love might not be the answer... Survival might be. This isn't love. This is Junoon-e-Deewangi. Abeer × aaradhya veeransh × nandini

Puja: "You're just a worker, Kartik. Why do you keep following me?" Kartik (smiling faintly): "Worker? Maybe. But you never asked what I do when the world sleeps." Puja: "I don't care. Stay away from me." Kartik: "If only it were that easy, Miss Sen. Every time your anklets ring, they call me. You call me." Puja: "You sound insane." Kartik (softly): "Maybe obsession looks like insanity... but you'll learn-what I want, I protect." Puja: "You don't even know who I am." Kartik (stepping closer): "I know enough. The teacher who believes in rules. And me-the man who was born to break them for you." Puja: "You think you can own me?" Kartik (with a dangerous smile): "No, Puja. I already do." Trops : Hidden Identity Obsession Possessive Love Teacher × Common Man Love vs. Power Ruthless Hero × Innocent Heroine Secret Protector Jealous Rival Past Trauma Double Life Slow Burn Forbidden Feelings Symbolic Object (Anklets) Soft Romance x dark Romance Touch her and die. Start With ANKLTES sounds end with bullet sounds knows for " ANKLTES : His pure obbession ." 💋✨❤️

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙠. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙. Veer Raj Rathore, the last heir of the Rathore Empire, carries the weight of his royal lineage on his shoulders. A celebrated historian and future king, he believes in duty, legacy, and the power of the past. But when an ancient prophecy leads him to an abandoned palace, he comes face to face with Aarzoo Mirza-a fiery, stubborn journalist who seems to know things about his past she shouldn't. Aarzoo has spent her life revising history, never realizing she was living one written centuries ago. When she visits the palace for inspiration, visions of another life begin haunting her-a life where she was Meher Bano Mirza, an assassin sworn to kill the prince she loved. As forgotten memories resurface, so do old betrayals, forbidden love, and a truth someone is still trying to bury. Veer and Aarzoo were enemies in the past. Strangers in the present. But fate isn't done with them yet. Will they break the cycle of destiny, or will history claim them once more? A tale of reincarnation, royal secrets, and a love that defied empires. Enemies-to-lovers | Indian Royalty | Slow-burn romance | Reincarnation Mystery *The images I am using here in this story are not mine I got them from Pinterest kindly do not call me on that*

*WILL CONTINUE THIS BOOK IF ANYONE WANTS IT TO* "I said I do to the man I hate the most... but why does my heart betray me every time he says my name?" Aria Lancaster never expected her freedom to be traded for a marriage contract. But when her family's empire teeters on the edge of collapse, she's forced to marry Leon Calderon-the cold, calculating heir of the very mafia dynasty that destroyed her world. Leon doesn't want a wife. He wants leverage. Aria is just another pawn in a decades-old game of power, secrets, and revenge. But neither of them expected the tension. The fire. The slow unraveling of hatred into something dangerous-something real. As hidden truths surface and enemies close in, Aria must decide: Will she destroy the Calderons from the inside like she swore... or fall for the man she was meant to ruin?