Hatelove Stories

She knows that she loves him from her childhood but she doesn't know that is her biggest mistake . She thinks that he is love her that way she do . But it's her misunderstanding . The time more pass ..the distance between us more . He becomes rude and cold towards me and always insults me . He is not the one who i love . I don't why . In our children we used to play and make promises but now he is even disgusted himself if i touch his things ..... If you want to know what happens!! Then you should read. I can say this story doesn't waste time when you read it .. Male Lead : Aarav Oberoi. Female Lead : Meera Sharma. =========🍁🍁🍁🍁========= The cover photo is not my . I take the photo from Google. English is not my first language . So , ignore my grammar article mistake . It's my original story . So , don't cover it . Or i have to take steps .

I am Alina Graves. My whole life I was taught to be invisible. Omega. Orphan. Servant. I scrubbed floors in Blackthorn Castle while the alphas feasted, and lowered my eyes when they passed by. I knew: survival meant silence. But on the night of the Blood Moon, fate decided otherwise. I was thrust into the sacred circle in place of the ailing bride. And the bond struck-like lightning to the chest. My mate is Kael Blackthorn, the future Alpha King, whose name is whispered with fear across all the lands of England. He did not want an omega on the throne. He publicly rejected me before the entire pack. Called me a mistake. The humiliation burned hotter than fire. But at night, he came. Claimed me as his. Secretly. Cruelly. Without choice. Now, every glance from him is a brand. Every order is a chain. Every whisper in the castle corridors hints that my blood hides an ancient power capable of destroying the entire kingdom. I was meant to remain broken. But if fate made a mistake in choosing me for him-I will make the world bleed for that mistake.

Meet Adhvik Raichand - a cold-hearted billionaire CEO, for whom relationships are nothing more than business deals, and people... merely chess pieces. And then there is Aanya Saxsena - an innocent, soft-hearted girl who doesn't even remember her own wedding, yet whose life has been shattered forever. The wedding preparations were meant for Aanya's step-sister. The bride on the altar was supposed to be someone else. But when the veil was lifted... It was Aanya. No consent. No memories. Only a forced marriage. To the world, Adhvik Raichand is the ultimate dream man - powerful, charming, irresistible. But to Aanya... He is nothing less than a demon. Cold. Ruthless. Dominating. Control-freak. On one side - an innocent girl, desperately searching for the truth behind her own marriage. On the other - her demon husband, for whom Aanya is nothing more than a necessity. What is the real truth behind Aanya's wedding? Why was she forced into this marriage? And will she ever escape this dangerous bond? Dive into a dark, intense, emotional rollercoaster of love, obsession, pain and passion. Read now: Demon CEO's Forced Wife 🔥🖤

The man grabbed her wrist, turned to the stunned priest. "Pandit ji", his voice thundered, "Shaadi shuru karo". Everyone gasped. Siya froze, "Kya!? Have you lost your mind?!" But he didn't answer. He simply gestured to his men, who moved the trembling groom and bride aside. "Sir", bride's father stammered, "yeh - yeh zabardasti-" "Chup!" His tone was enough to make the man stumble back. "This marriage will happen. Right now." Siya's voice rose, trembling with anger but firm. "You can't force me-" ■□■□■□■ "Mere dadaji ki haalat ke liye yeh ladki zimmedar hai!" he roared. Siya glared. "Main kisi ke liye zimmendar nahi hoon! Aur aapko kisne haq diya aise kisiko accuse karne ka?" Before Siya could question further, a doctor came running down the grand staircase, panting. "Hukum saa - your grandfather... he's regained consciousness." The room fell silent. Siya exhaled sharply. "Good. Ab toh main bhi mil leti hoon us buddhe se jise maine hurt kiya hai." Her tone was laced with sarcasm - a spark she couldn't dim, even now. The slap came before she even registered his movement. SMACK. The sound cracked through the air like thunder. Her head snapped to the side, her cheek burning. Slowly - too slowly - Siya raised her head, her eyes shimmering tears, her lips trembled... "How dare you?" but her pride remained unbroken. And before logic, fear, or sense could intervene - she raised her hand. CRACK. The second slap echoed even louder. ■□■□■□■ "Theek hai! Aap sabko lagta hai yeh shaadi sach hai? Fine! Toh main divorce lungi. Simple." That word echoed through the room like a thunder. Then, his mother - calm, yet her words held weight - "Hamare raj gharane mein divorce nahi hote, Siya. Yahan sirf arthiya uthti hai." But she was done with everything, emotionally exhausted but still fierce, "Toh theek hai!" she shouted. "Ab toh aapke bete ki arthi hi uthegi! Par main yahan nahi rahoongi." ♤♡♤♡♤♡ #1 lovehate (4,5,6/12/2025)

She was forced into a marriage she never wanted... with a man who blamed her for everything he lost. After a tragic incident destroyed his life, he became cold, ruthless, and incapable of love. To him, she was nothing more than a painful reminder of his hatred - the girl he never wanted near him. But fate had other plans. Aarav Singh Rathore, a powerful and emotionless heir, agrees to marry Aadhira only for revenge. He believes her family ruined his happiness years ago, and now he wants her to suffer the same pain he carries in his heart. Aadhira Sharma has spent her whole life hiding behind fake smiles and silent tears. Trapped in a loveless marriage, she tries to survive a husband who hates her existence without even knowing the truth. As secrets unfold, hearts break, and feelings begin to change, Aarav realizes one terrifying thing... Maybe the girl he blamed was never guilty at all. In a story filled with hatred, forced marriage, heartbreak, jealousy, and unexpected love - will they destroy each other completely... or heal the wounds they never showed the world?

He's cold, powerful, and shattered by a love he never got over. She's fierce, warm, and carrying scars she never talks about. Reyansh Raizada built walls around himself and his son after losing the only woman who ever made him feel human. Arjun barely smiles. Their world is sealed shut. Then she walks in. Ishita wasn't supposed to matter. She was just a teacher bright-eyed, sharp-tongued, annoyingly kind. But when a little boy who stopped trusting the world starts waiting by the classroom door just to see her... everything Reyansh built begins to crack. And he hates her for it. "Stay away from my son." "Make me." Forced into a marriage neither of them chose, trapped under the same roof, fighting the same unbearable pull they were never supposed to be a love story. But then he whispered against her hair at 2AM "I don't know how to want someone and not destroy them." And she realised she was already his. Hate. Grief. Fire. Surrender. Some loves don't knock. They break the door down. ✨ Forced Marriage | Single Dad | Grumpy × Sunshine | Slow Burn | Hate-to-Love | Obsession | Mature Themes Contains Hindi dialogues with translations. UNDER EDITING

I beg to differ that.", I sassed and got out of his grip ready to move out of the room when he pulled me by my elbow and the next second I was pushed on the visitor's chair. He trapped me completely by keeping his palms on the arms of the chair. "I tried to tell you patiently.", I scoffed at his words. Patience and he don't go in a single sentence. He gripped my chin making me look into his eyes."Now listen carefully Miss, I want you for my niece as her babysitter. Tell me how much you'll take and we can seal the deal." This time it was me who blinked once, twice and thrice. "But I don't want to work for you." See the reason was absolutely clear. I liked the kid since the moment I met her but I hated this man from the moment I gazed into his eyes. "How much?" I frowned."You really think your money can make everyone dance on your tips?" "1200 dollars a week." I rolled my eyes making him lean towards me." 1500?" "Make it 15000 and still I won't work for you.", I retorted and pushed him. I walked to the door and gave him one glance."Next time when you talk to me, make sure you keep all your richness aside. That's one thing that I never want to see you again, you self-centred CEO." "We shall see." . . . Brave but lonely. Passionate but sensitive. That's Arielle Summers. For everyone, Money, Assets and happiness may be supreme but to her, self-respect is prime. Cold and reckless. Commanding and ruthless. That was Nicolas Arnold. He only cared for his niece, his Mama and his friends. Love life didn't exist until- she came into the picture. *No Toxic Relationship. No ex-crush/lover/fiance/wife. The male lead is the uncle of the child in this book, he's not a manwhore. There are no trust issues. * Impressive Ranking: #8 in love among 2.31M on 09/04/22 ©2021 ankitawrites_Xx CC: @YT_BookAwards_Covers

A beautiful family outing turns into a nightmare when eight-year-old Jeon Jungkook loses both of his parents in a tragic car accident. Left with no relatives, Jungkook is taken in by his late mother's best friend, Mrs. Kim. Mr. Kim hides greedy intentions, waiting for the day Jungkook turns twenty-one to take control of the massive inheritance left in the boy's name. Meanwhile, Mrs. Kim tries to provide motherly warmth but their son, Kim Taehyung, a cold and sharp-tongued makes life difficult for Jungkook from day one. Taehyung sees Jungkook as weak, annoying, and a burden. But Jungkook sweet, innocent, and grieving, tries to adjust, confused by the cold stares and cruel words thrown his way. Will Jungkook ever find love in a place he never belonged to? ... This story may contains •smut •mpreg ( depends on ) •hate to love •mature content HAPPY ENDING 🔝 TAEHYUNG ⬇️ JUNGKOOK NO CHEATING BETWEEN TAEKOOK ❌ 🕊️ I hope you will like the story of HATE or LOVE ..

Some love stories are written in the stars, destined to endure the tests of time. But what happens when love is replaced by betrayal? When the person who was once your home becomes the storm that shatters you? Aadvik Chauhan and Dr. Dhriti Sharma were once inseparable-two souls intertwined in a love so deep that nothing could tear them apart. Childhood sweethearts turned lovers, they had built their world together, dreaming of a future filled with love, laughter, and forever. But forever never came. Three years ago, Dhriti walked away. She left without a word, without a trace, shattering him into pieces. He searched for her, bled for her, but she was gone. And when he finally rebuilt himself, it was as a man far different from the one she had loved-a man of steel, ruthless and unforgiving. But secrets have a way of surfacing. When Dhriti returns, she isn't alone. She carries with her a truth that has the power to destroy Aadvik all over again-a two-and-a-half-year-old daughter he never knew existed. A daughter she kept from him. A daughter who should have been his world. Now, the past collides with the present, reopening old wounds and igniting a storm of rage, heartbreak, and longing. Aadvik, betrayed once again, vows not to let Dhriti shatter him this time. But Dhriti is no longer the woman who once left because she was scared-she's a mother willing to fight for her child, even if it means facing the man she still loves but once abandoned. Love, pain, revenge, and redemption-when two broken hearts clash, will they destroy each other, or will they find a way back? Some stories don't get second chances. But maybe, just maybe, theirs does. TROPES :- ~ GRRUMPY x SUNSHINE ~ SECOND CHANCE ~ SINGLE PARENT ~ TRAUMA/HEALING ~ LOVE TO HATE TO LOVE ~ SECRETS ~ CHILDHOOD SWEETHEARTS ~ FAMILY RIVALRY

COPYRIGHT © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!!! . . . "Don't let what's going on decieve you." Najib murmured, a faint smirk tugging at his lips though his eyes were sharp and cold. "You will only end up getting hurt." Habiba's breath caught. "W...what do you mean?" He didn't reply immediately. His gaze lingered on her for a moment, then he looked away as if their closeness was suffocating him. "Don't expect anything from this marriage," He whispered. "And most importantly never make the mistake of falling in love with me." His hand brushed her waist, not quite holding her and not letting go. "I won't." she whispered, though the words trembled. "Never." *** Marriage was the last thing on Habiba's list till she found out she was married to a millionaire, forced to leave everything she's ever loved behind while embracing a new lifestyle... There she meets Najib. Najib; her arrogant cocky husband, never regards or sees her worth, especially the fact of him being married to her. "Will she be able to prove her worth to him and her new society?" *** Started- September 5th, 2022. Completed-July 2nd, 2023. Note: Some chapters are scattered, scroll on the table of content to find chapter (3&4 ) Sorry for the glitch! *** Highest ranking~🏆 #1 in one-sided love on 3/03/2023 #1 in Halal love story on 28/08/2023 #1 in Naivity on 1/09/2023 #1 in Nigeria on 5/07/2023 #1 in separwawwwawwwaawwwaawated on 15/11/2023 #1 in aaaaaa on 29/1/2024 #1 in Lagos on 14/02/2024 #1 in Wealth on 14/05/2024 #1 in worth reading on 1/07/2024 #1 in hate love on 17/08/2024 #1 in betrothed on 22/01/2025 #1 in Kano on 2/12/2025 #1 in mature scenes on 2/01/2026 ©2022

A Royal family renowned for their illustrious name and fame, A family full of pride and rage, A Family for which everyone bows their head - The Agnihotri's. This story is about boys who possess a unique blend of qualities - they are cold, rude, powerful, self-assured, confident, and charming. They have an undeniable allure, despite the devilish side they sometimes exhibit. Their faces radiate heavenly looks, yet their personality is made by the Devil. This combination of traits makes them fascinating and captivating to those around them, drawing them in with an irresistible force. The boys' personalities are complex and intriguing, offering a glimpse into the complexity of human nature. What if the lives of those boys intertwine with those of the girls who are brimming with passion? The ones who know how to put everything in its rightful place, and who refuse to bow their head to anyone. Who can predict the tale of these four couples, each distinct from the other?

Dante's chuckle cut through her protests, his fingers deftly unfastening the ties of her panties. The damp cloth fell away, exposing Aria's most intimate parts to his hungry gaze. "Look at you," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Pink and swollen, practically begging for attention. You were made for this, weren't you?" Aria's face contorted in anguish as Dante's fingers probed her slick folds, spreading her open to his inspection. She felt utterly violated, her body betraying her as arousal pulsed through her veins in response to his touch. "N-no, stop!" she sobbed, trying fruitlessly to squirm free of his grasp. But Dante held her firm, his other hand coming up to palm her breast roughly. "You can't resist anymore, can you?"He teased her nipple into a stiff peak, pinching and rolling it between his fingers until Aria cried out, her hips bucking involuntarily against his hand. "That's it, let go," Dante coaxed, his breath hot against her ear. "Give in to the pleasure. You know you want it." Aria's mind screamed in protest, but her body moved of its own accord, arching into Dante's touch as a moan tore from her throat. Tears streamed down her face, mingling with the sweat beading on her brow as she teetered on the brink of something dark and forbidden. Dante's fingers delved deeper, stroking and circling her clit with maddening precision. Aria's vision blurred, her senses consumed by the onslaught of sensation. She could feel herself unraveling, her resolve crumbling beneath the onslaught of pleasure.With a final, devastating stroke, Dante sent Aria careening over the edge. Her orgasm crashed through her like a tidal wave, ripping a scream from her lungs as ecstasy overwhelmed her senses.

Multicouple story of four couples... Standalone, Anamika X Harshwardhan Tara X Ekansh Yash X Twinkle Purvi X Advay

" either I hate you but you have no rights to hurt yourself only I can kill you...hurt you or whatever...you are JUST MINE EVEN ON BED AND EITHER IT'S LIFE !! " Shiv shakti coded 🦢 heyo royals ~ your author is back here 💖🫰🏻😭 as you know the previous you guys had read " Forced Wife " got deleted by Wattpad due to some scenes and characters matched with another book so I changed many things in this one even the name / CHRACTER'S / book theme...those who don't read my that one it's best for them and those who read so babies please adjust for your author and give the same love to this one too I'm sure it'll be worth your time as it's better then that one !!! note ~ - The book contains some harassed words and sexual assault so watch at your own risk - The book is an updated version of my recently book - tropes 🦋~ Mafia king × heart surgeon business tycoon × smuggler × killer CEO × doctor psychopath × gangster dark romance × royal romance × soft romance happy × sad haters to lovers women in revenge × villain Forced marriage × arrange marriage innocence × agression ego × lions × panther - Book story is mine only...ask before reposting - must follow my Instagram @royal_writes._ link in bio too for book updates - book is mutli couple coded 🦢 - book contains Hindi dialogue with English translation - follow my Wattpad and do vote / comment on each chapter 😭😭🫰🏻 - let's go royals ~ 🦢💖🦋🐾🕊️🫰🏻 starting date - 15 / dec / 2024 your author Ashu ~

" What are we?" She asked him red tearful eyes fixed onto his, He held cigarette between his fingers keeping his arm on his thigh, " W𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘂𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲?" He asked her back, in a low voice. More tears fell down her eyes, " Do i hold any right on you?" She questioned, whose answer might crumple her heart. " 𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 " he replied with soft eyes, in his deep voice. ---------- 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵, 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴, 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴, 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦,. 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳, 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳, Is the one stating such a statement, isn't it ironic? __________ "Can you please leave... your presence suffocates me" " OKAYHH..." he said shaking his head. He stood at a distance, eyed her with some unreadable expression. "hmm... to tum bhooke pyase,.. mere khilaf ansan karna chahti ho" (So you want to go on a hunger strike against me?!!) He picked up water jug perched on cupboard,.. she glanced at him and glass jug alternatively. * smash* she shut her eyes in reflex. The glass jug was scattered on ground in pieces, along with water. "Then do it properly!" ____________ 𝘽𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚~

This story is for hindi readers so this story is in Hindi. I have updated some chapters as my Oblivion wants story in English. Kartik Ahuja, son of a very famous businessman. He is Smart and handsome with a Gentle nature but Its very rare that he will get angry but when he gets angry its very dangerous. Tina Sinha, an extrovert and open minded girl with a middle class family. She is bubbly by her nature and loves to talk and Kartik loves to listen to her talk. Kartik and Tina is in a very strong relationship where they all set to get married soon... Simran Sinha, she is sweet, innocent and introvert girl. who talks rarely because how her family treats her just because she is plus-sized.

• He never cared about a fangirl he met three years ago, he didn't even remember, but for her? the moment stayed like a forever. Shubman Gill - India's rising cricket sensation, never ever imagined his life to take a turn, in the worst way possible... Paths crossing with the same girl again, but the situation? entirely different! And for Miraya, the journey became a war with her inner conflicts and the journey of hatred, she never thought her heart will produce for him. And this time the meeting was not as an idol and a fangirl, this time they were victims.! The hearts were hacked, the way neither of them imagined....! ~This is pure work of fiction, everything belongs to my imaginary world. The images in the cover page and in the book are not mine, they belong to their respective owners. Thank you.

Jasper Jean mariano is the mutya of section E. JayJay was never soft, never weak, and never anyone's to claim. This is her story-the strength they never saw, the silence they couldn't break, and the reason everyone who came near her fell... in their own way. Bringing back the og book 1 Diva jay! Rewriting amnse but in my pov. Lots of love to author lara. not copying. just rewriting. This is my work, my ideas but the original characters and plot belong to author lara only. I feel like there's a lot of mystery which is unsolved in book 3. So here I'm just continuing it. Though this book is from retreat scene, there were some things I wanted to add. I feel a lot of things should have been explained or atleast acknowledged. So here I AM. Y'all would never regret reading this book i swear.

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-2 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy "𝐈-𝐈 𝐝𝐨" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own heart pounding in my chest. I kept my gaze steady as the Marriage Officiant slid the nikah papers towards me. As I lowered the pen to sign, my eyes caught a glimpse of the groom's name written boldly: ZAIN IMAD KHAN. No. This can't be true. It can't be him. But there was no time to process this shock. My fingers moved almost on their own, signing the papers before I handed them back through the flower partition that separated me from that cruel monster. I felt a numbness spreading through me as my stalker, now my husband on the other side signed, sealing our fate. And then, a voice cut through the silence like a knife. "𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐉!" My head snapped towards the entrance, and my breath caught in my throat. Who is at the other end of the partition if he is standing here? Before I could understand what was happening, a strong hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. I collided against a firm chest, inhaling a scent I had come to know all too well. My heart raced as I realized who it was-Zain Imad Khan, the man who had haunted my thoughts for weeks. Before I could utter a word, he lifted his arm, a gun gleaming in his hand. He said in a dangerous tone. "𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐦𝐞" Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger. The gunshot echoed through the room, and the monster at the entrance staggered back, clutching his chest. I stood frozen as he shielded me. The room was filled with shocked gasps, but at that moment, everything else faded away. All I could feel was the warmth of his presence, the protection in his touch, and the realization that when the best was taken away from me, destiny blessed me with the bestest-him.

Boyxboy romance He hates guys like him The attitude. The chaos. The danger. But one random night at 3 AM changes everything. Now the boy he swore to stay away from... is the one he can't stop wanting