Hatelove Stories

One night. One mistake. One life-altering consequence. When Ira Kapoor, a girl born into wealth and perfection, wakes up to two pink lines and a blurry memory, her carefully curated world unravels. The father? Anirudh Sharma-a grounded, soft-spoken manager at an event firm, older than her by a few years and miles apart in lifestyle. Neither love nor even friendship ties them together. Only a moment of impulsiveness they never meant to share-and a child they never planned to create. Forced into a sudden marriage to preserve her family's honour, Ira finds herself in a modest home, far from the comforts of her past and with a man she barely knows. Her heart resists, her pride rebels. Middle-class life feels suffocating, and Anirudh's quiet existence is a world she doesn't understand. But beneath the surface of their mismatched lives is something unexpected-kindness that doesn't demand, patience that doesn't waver, and a slow-burning bond that begins to take root. As monsoon skies roll above and the seasons shift, so do their hearts. Love doesn't arrive in grand gestures-it seeps in gently, through shared cups of tea, silent understanding, and the quiet promises of two people learning to walk a path they never chose, but might just learn to call home. Under the Same Sky is a tender, evocative tale of accidental beginnings and unexpected love-where two strangers become partners, parents, and perhaps... soulmates. "They weren't a fairytale-but under the same sky, they learned how to write their own." ❤️ (The chapters are edited with the help of Chatgpt) Started : 22 June, 2025 Rankings: #1 in destiny - 15.02.2026 #1 in richgirl - 24.03.2026

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.

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 .

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 🔥🖤

Love is a demanding force that consumes the heart and soul, yet asks for more. Tasleem Abdul, a beautiful and intelligent young girl from a small village, has never known its true essence. orphaned and raised by her uncle, Tasleem's life is marked by hardship and deprivation, devoid of love's warmth. In the bustling capital city, CEO Rayyan reigns supreme - an arrogant, conceited, and aloof intellectual who sees himself above others. but when Tasleem's path crosses his, the icy facade begins to crack. Can this humble village girl melt his frozen heart and reveal the man he's meant to be? or will his pride prove an insurmountable barrier?

𝐑𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐱 𝐏𝐫𝐚𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐫 "𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦.𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘴" 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙖 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧-mature & heartbreakingly kind.She spent her life trying to survive the ghosts of past she never asked for.With amber eyes that hold storms & silence & a heart full of warmth, she's everything he refuses to believe in.She has been called curse yet she still chooses love over hate. 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙝𝙖𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙝 𝙍𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙤d-Cold.Calculated.Dangerous-a storm in human form.He was never supposed to be hers.Yet, fate bound them in a marriage built on misunderstanding, bitterness, and secrets.He's vowed never to fall for illusions like love.Especially not with the woman tied to the darkness that destroyed his family. ~ He believes she's the reason behind his family's ruin. She's the girl who watched hers fall apart-powerless to stop it. 𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘌 𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘕𝘐𝘛𝘌𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘑𝘖𝘜𝘙𝘕𝘌𝘠. 𝘓𝘖𝘝𝘌 𝘔𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛 𝘉𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘐𝘙 𝘙𝘜𝘐𝘕. 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘈𝘚𝘛 ? 𝘐𝘛 𝘏𝘈𝘚 𝘚𝘞𝘖𝘙𝘕 𝘛𝘖 𝘕𝘌𝘝𝘌𝘙 𝘓𝘌𝘛 𝘛𝘏𝘌𝘔 𝘍𝘐𝘕𝘋 𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘊𝘌. But when buried lies begin to surface & past enemies rise again.Will the masks finally fall?Will the truth set them free or destroy them both? Two souls. One destiny.A history soaked in blood, betrayal & love that refuses to die. Step into the world of Rida-where every heartbeat hides a secret,glance is a war, and love might just be the deadliest thing of all.

Taehyung stands over the girl, his cheek still stinging from the force of her slap. As he looks down at her, he notices her eyes and nose are swollen and red from crying. Then, like a lightning strike, he remembers who she is. The hater girl from the cafe. Before he can stop himself, he reaches down and grabs a fistful of her hair, yanking it upward with a sharp, brutal tug. "How dare you touch me!" he roars, his voice echoing off the narrow walls. Jeena lets out a broken whimper, her body jerking in pain. She reaches up, her fingers clawing at his hand as she tries to free herself from his iron grip, but it only makes him tighten his hold. "Who the hell are you?" he demands, stepping closer until he has her pinned against the cold wall. He stares down at her, his face inches from hers. She shouts as a sharp, agonizing pain shoots through her scalp, and she begins scratching frantically at his hand. Her nails dig into his skin, drawing thin lines of red, but Taehyung doesn't flinch. His eyes are bloodshot with pure rage. Jeena shivers violently, the words dying in her throat as terror paraylzes her. "You know who I am," he growls into her ear, his voice a low, dangerous vibration. Genre: Romance / Thriller / Supernatural Tropes: Idol × Ordinary Girl Slow Burn Protective Male Lead Supernatural Visions Mystery & Danger Enemies to Lovers ________《》________ Hey... this is my first story, and it is originally written by me. I hope you'll like it 💜 All images and GIFs belong to their rightful owners, credits to them. Important: Please vote and share your thoughts ***Hey readers! I've edited some of the previous chapters for better flow and details...

Meet Krishna Shetty, a 23-year-old village girl who moved to Bangalore with big dreams and a heart full of responsibilities. Working tirelessly at a reputed company, she shoulders the burden of caring for her 10-year-old brother, Rudra, so her parents can finally rest. Her life is simple, filled with struggles, sacrifice, and silent strength-until one fateful night changes everything. Nishan Sinha, 27, a name that strikes fear in the underworld. A ruthless mafia leader and his enemies' worst nightmare. But beneath his intimidating exterior lies a brother who would burn the world to protect his younger sister-the only family he has left. When fate weaves their paths together in the most unexpected way, a storm brews-one of vengeance, mystery, and emotions neither of them saw coming. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, will love bloom where hatred thrives? If you're ready for a story of heartbreak, revenge, and forbidden love, dive into "The Mafia's Forbidden Flame" - where two souls from different worlds collide and nothing is ever the same again.

At an elite academy dominated by legacy names and generational wealth, Emma Hart does not belong. She's a middle-class scholar-admitted through merit, not money. And in a place where status is everything... That already makes her a target. Especially to someone like Jacob Walton.

"Sometimes, I just have to let her win, because losing the argument is easier than losing her." The man who married her on gun point, crushed her plans, dreams, life,. Who left her trembling in fright, Who threatened her, Is the one stating such a statement, isn't it ironic? ● Book-1 of 'UNEXPECTED TURN ' 》》》》》》》 "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!"

DRAMA. MYSTERY. ROMANCE She became his desires. His need. His only possession. And his lethal obsession. And his obsession become a biggest curse in her life. **** Her denial infuriated him more, his blood boiled in anger. Grabbing her chin up, he made her look at him. Her terrified orbs clashed with his deadly charcoal eyes. ''Please.'' She said clasping her hands around his which was holding her chin. She pleaded him with her teary eyes while his blazing gaze never shifted from her. "You think, your sorry can make everything better like before? Your sorry can't save you from me. Trust me, you can't even imagine what I can do to you. So you should keep your mouth shut and come with me home quietly." He warned and threatened her. And she shakes in fear and helplessness. She just wanted to run away from here and hide somewhere. She doesn't know the man who was standing in front of her right now. He was hurting her, scaring her and behaving like a monster. The man she knows he was different. Hell different from him, his hold was perfect for her fragile body, his voice which was heaven peace for her and his touch which was gentle unlike this. "No... no. I don't want to go anywhere with you... I don't want to be with you anymore." She move her head hysterically and tried to free herself but instead, she get more pain when he tightened his hold on her and dig his fingers on her waist. "You are scaring me," she confessed meekly crying and her breath get uneven. "Oh! Sweetheart, I didn't do anything yet and you are already scared of me? Then what will you do when I'll punish you for your betrayal?" The threat hidden in his words causes a shiver down her spine and she feels intimidated. "Just come with me or you will see the worst side of me. " He stated simply. The rage and fury in his eyes made her body start trembling ferociously. *** GENRE : DARK ROMANCE Cover by : @authorzysha ***

Book 1: His Mate Book 2: His Mate: The Demon King Book 3: His Mate: Prince Asher Book 4: His Mate: The Dragon King "You asked me to save you!" "Because only you could." "Then why do you want to kill me?" "Because I need your blood to replenish." He said firmly. Mariah started dreaming about a strange man on her sixteenth birthday. For over a century, this very man kept appearing in her dream and when she was a hundred and seventeen years old, he finally told her where to find him. Filled with curiosity about this not so stranger, she went with her brother to find him but who would have prepared her for what was in store for her when she eventually found him? Not only did he almost kill her brother, he was hell bent on killing her too. King Alaric had been buried alive for over ten thousand years and he had spent the years hovering in people's dreams to find the one that can save him. When he eventually did, he was shocked that she was none other than his mate. However, knowing who his enemies were, he can't afford to dwell in romance and so wants nothing more than to kill her and use her blood to energize himself.

රංසිළුටනම් රඛිත මහත්තයාව පෙනුනේම ගමේ පන්සලේ විහාර ගෙයි උන්නු අඹාපු දේවරූපයක් වාගේමයි.කිරිගරුඬ වාගේ අතපය..ඝන කලු ඇස්....හීන් හුලං රැල්ලටත් එහෙ මෙහෙ යන කෙහෙරැලි රංසිළුට මතක් කොරන්නේ හුලඟට පැද්දෙන වැවේ දිය පාර..... "ඕයි තමුසෙට කන් ඇහෙන්නැද්ද....බලපන් උබ එක වැඩක් හරියට කරනවද මං කියන..වටපිට බල බල..ඒ මදිවට තනියෙන් කියෝ කියෝ...මොනාද උබ කන්න වගේ බලන් ඉන්නේ...." "ඕයි රංසිළු !!" හප්පටසිරි....දෙයියෝ උදහස් වෙලා නේද!!

𝐎𝐈𝐈 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑 ( 𝐓𝐀𝐄𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 ) 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 𝟏𝟑/𝟎𝟕/𝟐𝟒 𝐄𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 : 𝟐𝟎/𝟏𝟎/𝟐𝟓

At eighteen, Taehyung is out of options. An orphan who ran away from the orphanage at the age of ten with his best friend Jimin,because of abuse they suffered . He works endless shifts at a diner ,barely making enough to keep the lights on in the apartment he shares with Jimin. Dreams of becoming a writer feel far-fetched when survival itself is a daily battle So when desperation pushes him to an unthinkable choice. Selling the only thing he has left,his virginity. Taehyung steps into a world of strangers,secrets, and sacrifices. What begins as a simple transaction quickly turns into control,obsession, and testing Tae's heart,his morals,his self-worth. THE BOY WHO SOLD HIS VIRGINITY will have so many secrets, twists and turns,journey of love,self-discovery,friendship tested. And overall test of LOYALTY............

The story starts with Ruhi, a girl who hates her cold and arrogant boss, Rudra Rathore. But fate plays a cruel game when she is forced into an arranged marriage with him and becomes his replaced wife. After marriage, Ruhi slowly falls in love with her husband, but Rudra never misses a chance to insult her and remind her that she means nothing to him. After a year of heartbreak, Ruhi finally decides to move on. And that's when Rudra Rathore starts noticing her... watching her... and slowly becoming obsessed with the woman he once pushed away. Tropes: • Arranged Marriage • Replaced Wife • Obsession • Possessive male lead. • Love Triangle

• "If you're here to kill me, do it. If you're here to ask me why I lied... I'll need forever to explain."----( Pond ) • "I looked at my best friend and saw a stranger. I looked at the monsters and saw a family. My whole world turned upside down in that alley."----( Phuwin) • "My assignment was to get close to you, to learn all your secrets. The one thing I never planned for was... you becoming mine." ---- (pond) In a modern city where ancient predators walk disguised as neighbors, one coven has found peace. Pond and his vampire family-the protective elders Tay and New, devoted couples JoongDunk and GeminiFourth-have built a quiet life, hiding in plain sight for decades. But their fragile peace shatters when retired special forces hunter Faifa moves to town. Armed with advanced technology and a personal vendetta, he represents everything they've feared. Their only advantage? His son, Phuwin. As Faifa closes in, Pond must balance protecting his family with protecting the human he was never supposed to love. And Phuwin must choose between the father who raised him and the truth staring him in the face. In this game of predator and protector, the most dangerous weapon isn't a silver stake or a resonance scanner-it's the heart that beats where it shouldn't. Love doesn't check for a pulse before it strikes.

Two marriages. Two betrayals. One woman who has had enough. At twenty, Dr. Balaraba Adams was a rising star in her clinicals, brilliant and full of hope. At thirty-two, she is a world-class trauma surgeon who can fix a shattered heart on the operating table-but cannot mend her own. Her first husband, Faisal, was a fellow doctor whose professional jealousy turned their home into a cage. Her second, Ibrahim, traded her for the "perfect" second-wife life and stole her twins in a bitter divorce. Now, Balaraba is a warrior in a white coat, fighting "career wahala," family drama, and a desperate courtroom battle for custody. She has sworn off men forever. But Rayyan Saif has been waiting in the shadows for twelve years. He saw her as a student and lost his chance. He saw her pregnant and walked away to respect her vows. Now, he finds her broken but defiant in a courtroom-and he isn't letting go again. Rayyan doesn't just want her heart; he wants to help her burn down the world that tried to break her. But can a woman who has been failed by every man she's ever loved trust the one who has been silently loving her from afar? A long, emotional slow-burn about resilience, high-stakes medical drama, and the man who finally stayed.

Love arrives, often, draped in the most improbable silk-a moment woven from the chaotic threads of strangest circumstance. Probably a party, or even a drugged night where all memory is a wire maze. Jimin does not always announce himself with gentle grace. Sometimes, Love is the radiant deception: the devil wearing the face of an angel. Its touch is fire disguised as warmth, and its promises are etched in a silver that turns to ash in his grasp. Jimin is a breathtaking betrayal, a poison so exquisite he drinks it willingly. And sometimes, Love is a relentless, aching force-so profoundly resentful, yet so unrelenting in its torture, wrecking everything and everyone in its path to him. Jimin is the memory that refuses to dim, the phantom limb that throbs in the dark, the bittersweet conviction that the pain is the only true measure of the feeling. But the most terrifying truth is its proximity. No matter the distance he claws for, no matter the walls he desperately builds, Love hovers dangerously close. Jimin is a shadow on the periphery of his peace, a low, constant vibration in the quiet air. Jimin is waiting, needing, wanting to consume him-to dissolve the boundaries of himself into his overwhelming current. And in this terrifying surrender, this beautiful, destructive inevitability, there is the final, inescapable realization: There is nothing Jungkook can do about it. Just so you all know; We are #1 Jimin story today (26 feb 2026) # 2 Jikook story (25 feb 2026). #2 Minkook (25 feb 2026) So many other First places. But these ones stood out for me

When I say Samaksh Rathore and Dhvani Shukla hate each other, I don't mean a little eye-roll or silent treatment kind of hate. I mean absolute, hard-core, blood-boiling hate. She's from Uttar Pradesh, daughter of a powerful political family-full of drama, chaos, and zero fear. He's from Rajasthan, heir to a wealthy business empire-swagger, charm, and sharp one-liners. Their worlds collided like firecrackers on Diwali. Their first meet? Vani stormed right in front of Samaksh's brand-new car, screamed at him like he was the villain of her movie, and-just to seal her point-she threw a stone straight at his ride. Sam, of course, didn't stay quiet. He roasted her so bad that the air was filled with insults louder than traffic horns. Their second meet? Worse. Another argument, another war. This time Sam threw the word "Bhagodi" at her, mocking the fact that she had run away from home. And Vani? She didn't waste a second-her hand flew, and the slap echoed louder than their shouting. Now, just the sight of each other makes their blood boil. If looks could kill, Sam and Vani would have destroyed each other long ago. Enemies isn't even the word... these two are living, breathing disasters waiting to explode.