histórias de Enemiestolover

°°°°°°°°° Sometimes love needs a second chance... even if it comes wrapped in pain, secrets, and unexpected feelings. She's sunshine. He's the storm. Noor Verma - a 23-year-old bubbly event planner with dreams in her eyes and a heart full of warmth. Aviraj Raghuvanshi - a cold, powerful businessman, haunted by his past, and a single father to a little boy who has never known what a mother's love feels like. Their worlds collided like fire and ice. A heated first encounter. A twist of fate that binds their worlds together. But love? Love wasn't part of the plan. In the middle of unspoken emotions, stolen glances, and a child who unknowingly becomes the bridge between two hearts- can a broken man and a hopeful girl rewrite their story? 🌙 A slow-burn journey of warmth, heartbreak, and love-rewritten when least expected. °°°° #EnemiesToLovers #SingleDad #SlowBurnRomance #EmotionalRomance #WattpadIndia #LoveAfterPain #BrokenBoy #HopefulGirl #ProtectiveMaleLead #SecondChances #FamilyDrama #StrongFemaleLead #HeartfeltMoments #ComfortAndLove

Rudra Pratap Ranawat: ​He is a study in controlled power. Rudra Pratap Ranawat is the undisputed King of Rajasthan, a regal figure whose presence silences murmurs and straightens spines. His lineage is visible in his sharp features and the unyielding set of his jaw. Yet, the crown is only half his story. Under the cloak of night, he is "THE KING OF MAFIA," a powerful, feared, and utterly mysterious figure in the underworld. Rudra struggles profoundly with expressing emotion; his face is a granite mask, making him seem perpetually cold and distant. Only one person can consistently breach his defenses: his Dadu. His bond with his grandfather is the single, crucial thread that links him to humanity, the one thing he will go to any length to protect. He carries the weight of two worlds, and the tension of that double life makes him magnetic and dangerous. ​Meera Singh: ​Meera Singh is more than just kind; she is a study in quiet, almost luminous resilience. Her most striking feature is her eyes-large, warm pools that hold both the innocence of a sheltered soul and the pain of constant slight. She moves with a soft grace, a silent presence around the house, perpetually trying to make herself small and unobtrusive. Yet, when injustice flares, her spine straightens, and a small, internal flame ignites. This isn't anger; it's a fierce, unyielding need for truth and fairness. Her kindness is her shield, and her fierce loyalty is her weapon, making her willing to face any storm for those she cherishes. Highest ranking- 1 in #angerissue 1 in #millionaire 6 in #mafialove 2 in #rajasthani 7 in #fear 3 in #caring 2 in #strongfl 5 in #CEO 1 in #trauma 5 in grumpy×sunshine 3 in #enemiestolover 6 in #obsessed 1 in #darkpast The photographs included in this story are used for illustrative purposes only and were found on Pinterest. I do not claim any ownership of these images, and all credit is respectfully given to the original artists and owners."

Vikranth pinned her against the door with one hand his chest rising with restrained fury his eyes burning straight into hers. Vikranth his voice low dark and dangerous "Welcome to your new cage, Mrs. Shekhawat." his fingers pressed into her waist his jaw clenched his voice dropped to a lethal whisper "Welcome to your new cage, Mrs. Shekhawat." she leaned in, lips brushing the shell of his ear her breath warm against his skin she whisper was colder than poison "And welcome to hell...Mr. Shekhawat." His eyes widened just a fraction shock flickering into a dark, dangerous spark he liked the fire but he hated the fire still there his grip on her waist tightened her smirk widened. "You built this hell with your own hands now burn with me." His nostrils flared his chest brushed hers as he stepped even closer, voice a low growl "You think you'll survive this fire" she tilted her chin up boldly. "I'm the one who started it." A muscle in his jaw jumped and slammed his palm beside her head, caging her fully. "You're playing a game you can't win." her lips curved again deadly, confident. "Wrong." pratiksha placed her finger on his chest, pushing him back a little. "I'm playing a game you already lost." he grabbed her wrist, yanking her closer again, faces inches apart his voice trembling with fury "We'll see how long that smirk lasts, Mrs. Shekhawat." Pratiksha smirks "Long enough to destroy you." He slammed the bedroom door shut Pratiksha barely had a second to breathe before Vikranth grabbed her wrist and threw her onto the bed her back hit the mattress, the silk sheets folding under her. He stalked toward her like a predator, removing his coat, his eyes burning with one intention Break HER. Get ready for Enemies-to-lovers tension A dangerously possessive hero Forced marriage with high-stake twists Dark secrets, betrayal & obsession ❤️‍ A love story born from hatred and ruined by desire

Violet Reed doesn't have the luxury of making mistakes. At Briar University on scholarships and two part-time jobs, every grade, every shift, and every decision matters. Failure isn't an option. Neither is Dean Di Laurentis. Rich. Connected. Entitled. Everything Violet has spent her life learning to avoid. After catching her boyfriend cheating on her, Violet swears off relationships altogether. Now living with Allie Hayes and trying to put her broken heart back together, she's focused on one thing: Herself. Then Dean decides he wants her. Unfortunately for him, Violet isn't impressed by his charm, his money, or his reputation. For the first time in his life, Dean hears a word no girl has ever dared tell him. No. Most guys would've walked away. But the more Violet pushes him away, the more determined Dean becomes to prove he's not the guy she thinks he is. And the more Dean gets to know Violet, the more he realizes she's worth fighting for. But trust isn't rebuilt overnight. Especially when the last people Violet trusted destroyed her. ────୨ৎ──── ✮ Dean Di Laurentis x Female OC ✮ Dual POV ✮ Based on the Off Campus TV series

Lingyi siempre pensó que su mayor problema era pensar demasiado. Hasta que el mundo empezó a responderle. Después de una luz roja que partió el cielo, descubre que puede escuchar lo que nadie más percibe: pensamientos incompletos, emociones ocultas... incluso el peligro antes de que ocurra. Pero no es la única. Arrastrada a una organización secreta que decide quién vive y quién desaparece, Lingyi tendrá que aprender a usar un poder que ni siquiera entiende... mientras alguien la observa desde las sombras. Y mientras Kai -un chico lleno de secretos y mentiras- se convierte en lo único que parece real... y en lo más peligroso para su corazón. Porque en un mundo donde todo puede romperse- confiar en alguien podría ser el mayor error.

When he stepped closer, I forgot how to breathe. His face was only inches away from mine, and I could feel his breath against my neck. I knew I should move away.I knew I should be scared.But for some reason, I couldn't.And that was my first mistake. if you like this type, 💯 read this story You won't regret 🎀

𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃 "Who are you?" he demanded, his voice low and edged with suspicion. I gathered what little courage I had left and gulped the lump in my throat. "I-I got lost," I stammered, trying to sound calm, though my voice still wavered and betrayed me. He scrutinized me. "Lost? In a place like this?" he questioned. I could hear the disbelief in his tone. 𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃 She thought she was running from her life. She didn't know she was running straight into his. 𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃𓍯𓂃𓂃𓂃 "Where do you go when you're running from yourself?"

I woke up in a freezing lake with no memory. wearing a wedding dress. The first thing I saw was him. A man with a scar face and eyes the color of deep cerulean fire. Despite his frantic desperation to keep me alive, he claimed he doesn't know me. But this world is already at war. The Void empire is sweeping across the lands, bent on domination and ruin, and every step I take feels like I'm being pulled toward something I can't explain-like I don't belong on the sidelines of this story. Like I was meant to be in the middle of the battlefield. And the worst part? My heart already feels like it remembers him. Inspired by ACOTAR X Naruto XD

Katanya, jangan buka buku tanpa nama di rak Menara Barat. Aku melanggarnya. Sekarang tiap jam 12 malam, lilin di menara itu menyala sendiri. Dan ada yang manggil namaku... "Aurelia?" Masalahnya, cowok dingin bernama Cassian Blackwood selalu natap aku kayak kenal banget. Padahal kami baru kenal 2 minggu. Sampai aku nemu foto ini di balik buku harian: Cassian kecil gandeng cewek kecil. Di belakangnya tertulis: "Aku & Sera, Musim Panas Terakhir" .Wajah cewek itu... mirip banget sama aku. #DarkAcademia #MisteriKampus #EnemiesToLovers #Slowburn

Mira Dicer a graduate student of arts, daydreaming of becoming a world famous makeup artist. Coming for a place of trauma, disrespect, abuse. Has every possible reason to lose hope on life but still believe in being optimistic. The Great Business man Advick Emerson, well known billionaire, so involved in business fields no time for personal life until he saw Mira's upset eyes out of nowhere he married her under one year contract, trying to protect her, console her in every possible way. Until one night Mira finds out his real games. Will they be happy or will they haunt each other for heart crushing truth about the past

"Do you know what drives me insane?" Jungkook asked quietly. She met his gaze without flinching. "Not that you married him," he continued, stepping closer, "but that you think it protects you from me." She smiled, slow and cold. "I'm your stepmother," she said calmly. "So learn how to behave." His lips curved into a dark smile. "My father owns your name," his voice dropped lower, dangerous, "but your fear still belongs to me, Mummy.."

"You ruin my peace." "And you take three hours to get ready." From playful arguments and endless teasing to moments that quietly steal their hearts, Hiba Siddiqui and Zaroon Durrani never expected to become part of each other's story. She's sunshine, laughter, and beautiful chaos. He's calm, collected, and far too serious for his own good. They clash. They annoy each other. And somehow, they keep finding their way back to one another. Between family, faith, dreams, and the little moments that matter most, they discover that love isn't always grand gestures and fairy tales. Sometimes, it's the person who makes you smile when you're trying not to. And sometimes, the one who ruins your peace becomes the one you never want to live without. ♡ A slow-burn Muslim romance filled with family, laughter, faith, and love.

♥︎𝙰 𝙷𝙸𝙶𝙷 𝚂𝙲𝙷𝙾𝙾𝙻 𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴♥︎ ↬academic rivals

"මිනිස්සුන්ට ජීවත් වෙන්න හේතු හදන්නේ ආදරේ වෙන්න ඇති,හැබැයි ඇත්තටම මිනිස්සුන්ව ජීවත් කරන්නෙම මතක...!" -තෙවින්ද් අද්නව් ගජධීර- "පිස්සෙක් නොවී,ආදරේ කරන්න දන්න මිනිහෙක්ගෙන් ආදරේ හොයපන්!" -සහස්‍ර අග්‍රස්ථ්‍ය රුද්‍රනායක - "දන්නවද,කවදාවත් ආදරයක් විදලා නැති මිනිහෙක්ගෙ පපුවට ආදරේ කියන්නෙම බරක්...!" -ලියෝන් අභිමන්යු රොද්‍රිගෝ- වෛර කරන්න හේතුදාහක් එක්ක ආදරේ කරන්න එකම එක හේතුවක් විතරක් තිබුණත්, අවාසනාවටද මන්දා හදවත කවදාවත් ගණන් හදන්න දැනගෙන හිටියේ නැහැ... ~•nisAura•~

Phea loves Art but hates The Artists. Paintings are her comfort, her silent companions....soft strokes that speaks what words never could.🌷 But she hates the people who create them... because a betrayal shattered her trust and respect for them. "He abandoned everything he ever claimed to love."💔 She vowed never to forgive the artist who lied and broke her beliefs--- or any of his kind. "An artist can never love their art. Never"⚜️ Years later, fate brings someone in her life...to fulfill a wish... whispered in a different realm. Ian Jewel. A boy with paint-stained hands and a heart full of colors. An artist... brilliant enough to melt the ice castles Phea has build around her. Two souls bound by destiny, pulled together by a red thread only universe could see. She fell for him without knowing his full identity. And when the truth unveiled, she tried to step back... but it was too late. Every rule she wrote begins to blur like wet paint. "If I can't control what I FEEL, then I will control what I WANT, WHOM I want."✨ And for first time, she decided to claim both - the Art and The Artist.🥀

Have you ever thought about how world can keep to people together even when they don't want to be together. . . This is that kind of story . His voice deep and angry like a flame in woods "How dare you I gave you a choice and you thought you can fool me " Her hands Shivered . Unable to speak she knew this was lion's den and fighting will be of no use. He held her neck tightly. She gasped. She pushed him and ran . Not wanting to look back at what happened. This was the last think Aryan Agnihotri would tolerate. He would hunt her down . But destiny had other plans. A small happiness that joins then together. His and her fate bond together. Join this journey where he wants to ruin her but can't . Hate her but can't . Throw her out of his life but can't . Her hatred so much but had to live with him for 2 years or maybe....... For a life . She wants to kill him but can't . A life that joins them and fate that bonds then what will happen.... #enemiestolover

In the Kingdom of Jeon, every Crown Prince is born under a curse. A curse so cruel that for centuries it has stolen lives, destroyed happiness, and haunted an entire bloodline. No one knows how it began.No one knows how to break it. The only thing they know is that each generation grows weaker than the last. And now, the curse has reached Crown Prince Jeon Jungkook. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. A prince feared by enemies and admired by his people, yet carrying a burden no one can see. As the kingdom races against time to save Jeon Jungkook, secrets buried for centuries begin to surface. And fate is about to change everything. But some destinies were never meant to remain hidden.And some secrets were dangerous enough to destroy kingdoms. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𖤐 DISCLAIMER 𖤐 This story is purely fictional and written for entertainment purposes only. Contains: Dark themes • Violence • Blood • Emotional trauma • Omegaverse dynamics • Royal politics • Mature themes • Slow burn romance • Toxic behaviors Reader discretion is advised. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ All pictures, edits, and media used in this story belong to their respective owners and creators. Full credits go to them. However, the storyline and plot of this book are completely original and belong to me. Copying, reposting, translating, or adapting this story in any form without permission is strictly prohibited 🚫 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION 【Birth Rate Ratio】 1. Alpha X Omega - 98% 2. Beta X Beta - 98% 3. Alpha X Beta - 50% ( Rare) #jikookff #jikookstory #topjungkook #bottomjimin #mystery #cursed #Malepregnancy #fantasy #Slowburnjikook #jikookagnst #royalkingdom #smut ##happyending

"why did you do this?" He chokes out, "w-why did you save me?!" He shouts, tears falling down his cheeks. "don't you think I'm a monster too? I kill innocent people for my own pleasure- i-" he stutters out, his whole body shaking as he speaks each word. "You are not a monster. You are just.. human." She cuts him off. "A bad one," he adds. "I'm just as bad as you are," she says. "No, no. You had a reason, I had none. I am a psycho-" he argues but she then says, "no. There's no reason to rob someone of their life, the reason is always just an excuse. It's just guilt masked as revenge." "So, we are the same, 𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘬. We always were."

Some love stories begin with hatred. But theirs began with a revenge game. A forced marriage. Incomplete vows. And a bond neither of them wanted. He is a monster feared by the underworld. She is a serial killer hiding behind the mask of a criminal lawyer. He never believed in love. Neither did she. Two souls filled with rage, trauma, and darkness- forced together by destiny after one misunderstanding changed everything. He called her his "half-wife" and walked away without looking back. But fate had already tied them together. Now the only question is- What happens when darkness collides with a tsunami? Because some stories are not written with love... They are written with obsession, revenge, and blood.

She kills without any trace, without any poison, without a weapon, not leaving a single trace! But I'll be the one who will break her to the core and then will put all the pieces together for worshipping her. I'm the yearner! l love her more than anything, I yearn for her!!... I'm her's to break, to love, But what she did to me the only reason I'm not going to forgive her at any cost!! And for that, I'll take revenge (romantically💀, lovingly💀), not gonna forgive her over my death body! I belong to her, and she, she will always belong to only ME!! she's the one to whom I'll always listen anytime, anywhere!! And I'm proud to be a YEARNER because I YEARN for HERRR!!🛐 She's the only goddess I know, She's the only reason why I believe that I, too, have a heart and EMOTIONS... I LOVE HER more than anything!!!! More than my mother, more than my sister, more than myself!!