Enemieswithtension cerita

|| THE PHANTOM || "I can walk on this world, unseen and unnoticed. I have my enemies blood on my hands. Im a murderer, an assasin, and I dont seem to care. But I turn obsessed the moment my eyes land on the Painter. And she doesnt know what's going to happen to her." || THE PAINTER || "I can make colors obey my commands, I can make a canvas bow to my feet. Myriads of colors weave under my touch, I am their God. But under all that paint is cracks I fail to hide, and the first one to fix them is someone I least expected to." Copyright 2024. Rights Reserved. Everything in this novel is a work of fiction. Names relating to real people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

College was supposed to be normal. Classes. Friends. Routines. But normal doesn't pay rent. When a chance encounter leads her to an offer that feels too good to be real, she steps into a world that runs on secrets, power, and silence. The rules are simple-don't ask questions, don't get attached, and never forget who's in control. Walking away should be easy. It isn't. Because not every danger announces itself. Some of it smiles, watches, and waits.

A humiliating past. A arranged marriage neither asked for. A man who can't forgive.A women who won't forget. And a room full of secrets ready to explode.Hate,fire and forbidden attraction. Who will fall first?

Two unique individuals meet at the beginning of their last year of Hogwarts. Everything seems to start off well... until Matteo Riddle decides to befriend Y/N Black... Theodore Nott is not too happy about that friendship.

Rosy learned long ago that love only ends in ashes. At a boarding school built on secrets, she meets the one person she despises more than anyone else-cold, silent, and unreadable. Blake is everything she hates. Everything she avoids. And yet... she can't get him out of her head. While hatred burns and secrets crawl out of the shadows, Rosy begins to realize that the boy she hates may be the only one willing to stand between her and death. Because when the flames rise, Blake doesn't run. He fights.

Everyone warned me about Adrian Vale. They said he destroys what he touches. That power follows him like a shadow. That once he notices you, you stop being invisible and start being owned. I broke a rule I did not know existed and walked into his world by mistake. Now he watches me like a choice he has not decided to make yet. He does not seduce. He does not ask. He offers opportunities that feel like traps and protection that feels like possession. I tell myself I can leave anytime. He tells me I already chose. This is not a love story. This is the story of how curiosity turns into obsession and how power tastes sweetest when it knows your name.