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Evelyn Hayes arrives at Rue Royale, one of Europe's most elite boarding schools, expecting discipline, prestige, and distance. What she doesn't expect is Lucien Beaumont -arrogant, untouchable, and cruelly honest-the heir to France's most powerful fortune and a member of the infamous H3. They clash instantly. She refuses to bow. He refuses to soften. Between academic rivalries, public confrontations, stolen glances, and relentless tension, hatred slowly turns into something far more dangerous. Evelyn is ordinary in a world of excess-but she is fearless, and that makes her unforgettable. At Rue Royale, enemies don't just fall in love. They fall hard. Elite boarding school • H3 boys • Enemies to lovers • Drama • Slow burn • Jealousy • Rumours • Rich boy x bursary girl #1 elite out of 3.88K stories #2 academicrivals

He saw her pain. She never looked at him. A single, miserable business trip. A storm. A single bed. For years, Evelyn Reed was the quiet, organized fixture at Sterling Corp, engaged to her ambitious coworker, Mark. Now, she's the office pariah-betrayed by Mark and her best-friend-turned-rival, Sarah, and labeled the jealous, unstable "other woman" in a lie they meticulously spun. Evelyn is broken, scorned, and desperate to disappear. Her salvation comes in the form of a dreaded factory inspection trip to the remote north, led by her ice-cold, supremely capable CEO, Julian Sterling. Julian is formidable, intensely private, and commands silence with a single glance. He sees the storm raging behind Evelyn's carefully constructed walls, but she refuses to meet his gaze. The plane ride is tense, but the landing is disastrous. Stranded by a sudden, brutal snowstorm in an unequipped rural town, they are forced into close quarters. No clothes, no heat, just one small room with one shared bed in a forgotten inn. Julian, the man who owns corporations, is suddenly just a man-warm, protective, and determined to keep her alive. The night they spend fighting hypothermia rips down all their professional boundaries. When the morning comes, everything has changed, and Evelyn discovers the man she ran from might be the only man who truly sees her. He said he'd take responsibility. She had to decide if she could take a chance.

He came back to me ruined. But not by heartbreak... by love. When my childhood best friend Luca showed up at my door after disappearing for years, I thought he needed a place to stay. A friend to lean on. A soft bed and a warmer home. But he insisted on sleeping close. First on the floor. Then beside my bed. Then with his hand wrapped in mine like he'd die if he let go. And I let him. God, I let him. Until the night I pulled away-and something in him cracked open. He overheard my parents arranging a date for me. And the boy I knew became the man he always hid underneath: Cold. Jealous. Devoted. Unhinged. He looked at me like I was the only thing he ever wanted. "Aria, you're not going anywhere. You're the only girl I've ever loved. I came back for you. I already told our parents. Now I just need to make sure you stay mine." I thought he needed saving. Turns out he came back to claim me. And I don't know which part scares me more-the way he loves me... ...or the way I'm starting to love him back.

Ashanti Leneé Duvan is tired. Tired of college. Tired of fake connections. Tired of people not taking her seriously. A junior in college working toward becoming a psychologist, Ashanti is already overwhelmed-and the semester barely started. Between her anxiety, academic pressure, and a love life full of unserious hoes, she's starting to wonder if she is the problem... or if people just can't handle her. Then there's Chase Tavonii Jackson. A fine, nonchalant stud with tattoos from head to toe, a successful tattoo shop, and a girlfriend she probably shouldn't have. Chase doesn't do feelings-she does distance, rules, and cheating before she can get hurt again. One slutterparty. One shared bedroom. One twenty-minute dare. Boundaries get set. Lines get crossed. And neither of them is ready for what happens when attraction turns into something real. Sometimes the people who swear they don't want you... want you the most.

The sons of two rival political families (Democrat vs. Republican) are forced to share a dorm room at a D.C. boarding school.

"We kissed, just for a moment: long enough for our lips to touch, fast enough for me to pull away, terrified and whispering in the same breath we shared that it was a mistake and to keep it a secret. Then I left him standing there with my lip gloss still on his lips." Clara, estranged from her family, always spent Christmas alone until she met Natalie, her best friend. Now she spends the holiday with Natalie's family at their cabin in the mountains. But there's one rule she can't break: never, ever get involved with Jackson Northe. Superstar captain of the Edmonton Northern Rush, hockey's favourite heartthrob, and most importantly Natalie's older brother. Last Christmas, Clara broke that promise. She and Jackson kissed underneath the mistletoe and even though she called it nothing but a mistake, it felt anything but. Consumed by guilt for betraying Natalie's trust, she's avoided Jackson ever since. Now, trapped together again in the close confines of the snowy cabin, the sparks between them threaten to ignite once more. As Christmas draws near, secrets, jealousy, and unspoken feelings bubble to the surface, threatening not just Clara's relationship with Natalie but also the family she's finally come to call her own. Can Clara and Jackson ever admit their true feelings, or will their love stay underneath the mistletoe?

A forced merger. Two powerful rivals. One truth buried in blood and silence. As Reeyan Rathore and Maya Randhawa clash in boardrooms and collide in quiet moments, attraction becomes the one thing neither planned for or can afford. Love waits. Truth doesn't. Dual POV • Slow Burn • Enemies to Lovers • Indian CEOs and he falls first Also this is my first story so excuse me a bit 🤗 And I don't write weak woman I write strong ones💅 And also: "He hates violence but fell in Love with a Mafia Queen"

He was the storm everyone feared. She was the rain that dared to touch him. He fell first - and hardest - for the girl who was never meant to be his. One night changed everything - a secret, a marriage, a love born from vengeance. In his storm of revenge, she became his only peace. --- Nishkarsh Singh Suryavanshi was a name whispered in fear and spoken with awe - India's youngest business tycoon, a man built from silence and shadows. To the world, he was untouchable. But behind the tailored suits and calm eyes lived the most feared mafia, a man haunted by loss, betrayal, and a hunger for revenge. Then she came - Shraddha Khanna. A girl who still believed in goodness despite growing up unloved. A girl whose laughter could make the world pause - and whose tears could break it. She entered his world like rain in the desert, soft but unstoppable, and suddenly the man who controlled everything couldn't control his heart anymore. When destiny tied them together in a marriage forged by vengeance, Nishkarsh expected hatred. What he didn't expect... was healing. Because sometimes, love doesn't arrive gently - it crashes in like a storm. And sometimes, the one you were meant to destroy... is the one sent to save you. --- A ruthless businessman hiding a deadly secret. A quiet girl who became his weakness. A marriage that began with revenge - and turned into an unforgettable love. When the Rain Brought Her🤍 - where fate pours down in the form of a girl, and the storm finally learns to love the rain. Tropes: ☁️ Doctor × Mafia ☁️ He fell first and harder ☁️ Forced marriage ☁️ Slow burn ☁️ Forced proximity ☁️ Billionaire Romance ---

When Formula 1's golden boy is told to spend his summer break teaching racing fundamentals to kids at a quiet community center, it's supposed to be a temporary fix-smiles for the cameras, good press, then back to the fast lane. But Lando Norris isn't prepared for a room full of sharp-eyed children who don't care about podiums, or for Élise Dulcet, the grounded, watchful older sister who sees through charm and headlines alike. She isn't impressed by fame, and she isn't interested in excuses. What she is interested in is protecting her family-and keeping her life firmly rooted where it belongs. As days stretch on and the pace of summer slows, a reluctant obligation turns into something neither of them expected. Between laughter, tension, and moments of quiet honesty, lines blur-between public image and private truth, between slowing down and standing still. Because sometimes the hardest turn isn't taken at full speed. It's the one that asks you to choose what matters most.

"YOU CAN NOT STOP ME!" The words tore through my throat before I even realized I was screaming. He stood there, calm, his eyes like storms waiting to break. He leaned close enough for me to feel his breath on my skin and whispered, "I can. And I will." Something inside me shattered. I pushed him with every ounce of strength left in my trembling hands pushed past him, past the weight of everything I once believed. My heart was pounding against my ribs as I stumbled toward my car, the night swallowing my sobs. When the engine roared to life, so did the chaos within me. Tears blurred the road, but I didn't care. What is this? What was all of this? The truth, the lies, the unbearable ache of vengeance I wanted to stop. But vengeance is a living thing. It breathes through the wounds of the betrayed. And I had made a promise for my father, I would not rest. I stopped. My reflection in the rearview mirror looked like a stranger eyes red, face streaked with grief and fury. "Salar Varis," I whispered, voice breaking, "I will never forgive you." The phone screen lit up five missed calls from my sister. I reached for it, trembling, but headlights suddenly cut through the darkness behind me. Two cars. Racing toward me. For a heartbeat, I thought it was Salar. But this. this was worse. The kind of danger that doesn't wear a face only intent. I slammed the accelerator. The night screamed around me as I sped through the endless road, heart hammering, breath burning. The past was no longer behind me. It was chasing me.

She's an heiress playing investigative journalist, infiltrating a brutal mercenary training camp in the mountains of Kyrgyzstan for the story of her career. He's the silent, lethal operator sent to protect her-without her knowing. When Sabrina Morgan goes undercover at Vostok-7, she thinks she's ready for anything. But the razor wire, corporal punishment, and morally grey instructors are just the beginning. The real danger? The men around her-and the one shadow who's always watching. Anders didn't sign up to babysit a reckless heiress with a death wish. But when the camp's brutality turns its attention to her, he'll break every rule to keep her alive. Even if it means revealing who he really is. Dark. Gritty. Forbidden. In a place where violence is currency and trust is suicide, two people will collide-and neither will walk away unchanged. 🔥 Enemies-to-lovers bodyguard romance ⚔️ Morally grey hero with a protective streak 💀 Undercover journalist heroine in over her head 🌑 Training camp setting: brutal, isolated, dangerous 🔞 Mature themes: violence, tension, spice

!!!I LOST MY OTHER ACCOUNT!!!! THIS IS MY STORY!!! Veara, a fiery and independent healer from a quiet forest village, is drawn into the heart of an ancient war between elemental kingdoms. When a prophecy names her as the only one who can awaken the sealed magic of the Ember Heart, she's forced into an uneasy alliance with Nox, the cold, battle-hardened Warden of the Northern Frostlands. Nox, a man feared by kingdoms and loyal only to his fallen brother's dying wish, wants nothing to do with prophecy--or with the sunshine-eyed woman disrupting his meticulously ordered world. Trapped together in a crumbling mountain fortress while the world edges toward chaos, their survival depends on trust, but their hearts may not survive the fire they ignite in each other.

Sage Mireille Navarro doesn't care if she has no friends. She doesn't want any and no one really wants to befriend her anyway. But Azren Jaxiel Melgarejo, a walking headache who seems to take pleasure in getting on her nerves, never misses a chance to tease her, as if pushing her patience to the limit is his favorite hobby. She truly can't understand him, and she sees no reason why he keeps bothering her. That's when she realizes that the real trouble between them has only just begun-not because of his teasing or his constant intrusion into her quiet world, but because no matter how much she avoids him, he always finds a way in. - This story is written in English. P.S. The picture used for the book cover is not mine. Credits to the rightful owner.

You can only hate someone whom you have the capacity to love, because if you are really indifferent, you cannot even get up the enough energy to hate them. Two rival dynasties. Two ruling tech empires. One masquerade ball. And that is enough to make them hate each other. Rose Elianorr Castellano and Matteo Lorenzo Vitale - they hate each other. She is a computer genius. He is the heir to one of the largest tech empires of the world. How much damage can a dangerous software, enough to take down an entire empire, even two, do? A lot, apparently. One slipup, one betrayal, one video leak, one arranged marriage. Are they enough to make them fall in love?

Liam O'Connor has three rules: Keep his head down, keep his grades up, and never trust a rich kid. As the scholarship captain of a failing college team, hockey isn't a game-it's his only ticket out of poverty. Julian "Jules" Vance has a secret. To the team, he's just the pretty-boy walk-on with expensive gear and a soft smile. To the rest of the world, he's Julian Van der Hoven-heir to the billions that built the very arena they skate on. When a locker room brawl forces them into the same dorm room, Liam is determined to make the "tourist" quit. But late-night study sessions and post-game adrenaline blur the lines between hate and want. Liam is falling for the one person he swore to despise. But what happens when he finds out the boy in his bed isn't just a teammate... but his boss?

Anya Singhania is the CEO of Singhania Textiles-arrogant, brilliant, and accustomed to solving every problem with a wire transfer. She commands the high-power glass towers of Delhi and views people as assets or liabilities. Veer Sharma is a principled UPSC student from the middle class, driven by an unwavering moral compass and a quiet devotion to public service. He sees Anya's corporate empire as a necessary evil to be contained, not revered. Their worlds collide when Anya's ruthless land acquisition threatens a community Veer is sworn to protect. What begins as a volatile corporate clash quickly spirals into an intense, personal obsession. Anya can't buy him, and Veer can't intimidate her. Forced to collaborate on a dangerous ethical crisis, they discover their greatest enemy is the undeniable magnetic pull between them. Can a woman defined by her power surrender to a man defined by his principle, or will their differences tear down everything they both stand for? It's the battle for Delhi's soul, fought between the CEO who pays the price and the student who is the price. will veer and anya build each other lovingly ?? let's see .. please guyss support and help to build confidence to write more ... btw it's my first book so please like and comment !!

Y/N & Jungkook Romance♡ •Forced Proximity/ Grumpy x Sunshine / Spicy 🌶 •​Jungkook is tired of being a product. He's tired of being looked at, but never seen. When he meets the girl who refuses to be impressed by his fame, he's hooked. He wants her in his orbit, and he has the power to make it happen. ​Now, trapped together in the high-pressure vacuum of a global tour, the static between them is becoming impossible to ignore. In a world of smoke and mirrors, can they handle the heat when the lights finally go down?

"𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙." "𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘, 𝚒'𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞." daniela avanzini is used to control -- of her body, her image, the stage beneath her feet. the beautiful chaos tour demands nothing less. aiden alizadeh is just another backup dancer at first: steady, professional, easy to trust. someone who knows how to keep count, keep distance, keep things clean. weeks of rehearsals turn into months of forced proximity. a closeness that's technical, necessary, harmless...at first. but some moments don't end when the music does. 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: january 3, 2026 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: #2 in danielaavanzini - 1/8/26

Both of them have never been on the same side. From college corridors filled with sharp words and colder stares to boardrooms where silence speaks louder than arguments, they clash like fire and restraint. What began as rivalry turned into something deeper-resentment layered with unresolved tension. He is calm where She is fierce. She speaks where He chooses silence. And neither of them is willing to back down. Fate keeps pushing them together, forcing proximity neither of them wants and conversations neither of them can escape. Every interaction feels like a battle. Every glance lingers longer than it should. They don't trust each other. They don't like each other. And yet... they can't stay away. An enemies-to-lovers story about pride, rivalry, and emotions that refuse to stay buried-where hatred is just another name for feelings waiting to be understood.

When a paperwork screw-up forces Lea to share a tiny flat with a stranger, they make one rule: never meet. Day girl. Night boy. One apartment. A hundred notes on the fridge.