Loveandhate Histórias

"The groom is finally here." Khalid's eyes moved to them slowly. Cold. Sharp. "Get out." They hesitated, unsure they heard him right. "I said get the fuck out of my house!" The anger in his voice left no room for argument. Both girls flinched, fear flashing across their faces. Without another word, they rushed past him, nearly tripping over their steps as they fled the room. The door closed behind them. Silence returned - thick and unbearable. Khalid stood there for a moment, just watching her. Ayesha's shoulders shook. Her hands trembled in her lap. She felt his gaze on her like weight pressing her down. Slowly, she tried to stand, her legs weak beneath her. She couldn't breathe properly. She just wanted to leave. Anywhere. Anywhere but here. She took a step toward the door. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice stopped her cold. She swallowed hard, her throat tight, her voice barely a whisper as she answered, "O-out..." Khalid let out a short, humorless laugh. "Aren't you my bride?" he said. "It's our wedding night. Our first night." His tone turned dark. "We should celebrate." Before she could react, he reached out, pulling away her veil. The world tilted. Panic rushed through her veins as he pushed her back onto the bed. "No," she shook her head desperately, tears spilling faster now. "I don't want this. Please-" Her words fell apart on her tongue. He wasn't listening. Hovering above her, his presence felt overwhelming, crushing. The ceiling blurred through her tears. Her hands clenched the sheets, her body stiff with fear. Then something inside her broke. This was her reality now. This was her life. He was her husband. Slowly, she stopped struggling. Her eyes closed tightly, lashes wet, tears escaping anyway. Her lips trembled as she whispered the only words she could find, her voice small, broken, and defeated. "Please... be gentle." a marriage of force. tortured love. love after marriage.

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.

The little lamb wakes beneath a strange violet sky with no memories, no name, and no idea how she came to a world painted in crimson and purple. The only person she finds is a mysterious golden-haired man who seems to know far more about her than he lets on. But why does he recognize her? And what is the forbidden tree hiding? As she follows the stranger deeper into this unfamiliar world, she begins to suspect that losing her memories may not have been an accident. Because he had been waiting for her.

Nina watched her friends die at the hands of Jason - the cold, heartless heir to the most feared mafia empire. But when she called him a monster instead of begging for her life... he spared her. Now, hidden in a country she doesn't know, saved by the same man who helped destroy her world, Nina plots her revenge. What happens when hate meets obsession... and survival becomes war?

𝐇𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞. "𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒. 𝐒𝐈𝐗 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒. 𝐙𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐒" 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚣𝚒𝚙 𝚌𝚘𝚍𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 ❝𝚒𝚝-𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕❞ 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚢. But behind her tomboy armor and sharp-edged wit lies a secret that keeps her at arm's length from everyone: 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 '𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝' 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬. 𝚃𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚘 ❝𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.❞ 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚢, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎-𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍.

At 17, Skyli Braclay leaves behind a difficult past and moves to Seabrook with her mother. A dark and withdrawn girl, she finds solace in music and purple. At Ravenwood High, an accident immediately puts her at odds with Jacob Cameron, the arrogant captain of the basketball team, while James Wisley, a brilliant photographer, approaches her with sweetness and mystery. Between challenges, provocations and tensions between the two boys, Skyli will have to choose between Jacob's overwhelming and dangerous passion or James' apparent security, in a tangle of secrets, jealousies and and hidden truths.

❛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐰𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞...❜ in which posy mclaren and charlie bushnell are 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙣 𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙨. each of their interactions is filled with spite and ends badly for all involved. and yet, despite this, their friends are convinced that almost every single comment isn't hatred - it's 𝙛𝙡𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜. posy and charlie aren't so sure. the hatred feels real....and after all, its not like a few secret kisses will change that, right? ❀°。 ⌜ charlie bushnell x fem!oc ⌟

He is India's most famous actor. She is the woman he wants to marry. And her brother? The one man from his past he never expected to see again. Years ago, Devan Raichand confessed feelings that Rudra Singhania could never return. Rudra rejected him. Devan never forgot. Now Rudra wants to marry Devan's sister. But Devan has one problem... He remembers everything. And this time, he's not ready to let Rudra walk away so easily. 🖤🔥

Nivya × Amogh Nivya Rajput is a 22 year old girl. She's a lawyer and CEO of Rajput Estates. At the age of 15 she was adopted by her parents who later died in a car accident. Accused for the death of Mihika Rajvansh Amogh Singh Rajvansh is a 24 year old mafia and Businessman, along with being the crown prince of Rajasthan. The cold and cruel person you will ever see. Eager to get the revenge of his sister's death. ___________________________________________ Troops ☆ - No cheating - ambivert × introvert - possessive - sociopath x psychopath - secrets - slow burn - love and hate - bold ml and fl - dark past - traumatic life ___________________________________________ Instagram - talesofnihii Wattpad - @talesofnihi ___________________________________________ Don't copy my Story. ___________________________________________ #1 - loveandhate (16/07/2026) #1 - slowburnlove (16/07/2026) #1 - royalsecrets (16/07/2026) #1 - mysterious (18/07/2026)

They married with rules. A CONTRACT. A deadline. For one year, they agreed to live as strangers, bound by a past they never had the courage to face. Love was never part of the deal. It was supposed to stay buried.. But love doesn't stay quiet. In the pauses between words and the moments meant to mean nothing, feelings resurface, slow and dangerous. And as the end date approaches, the question isn't "why they married" ... it's whether they can walk away from a love that never truly let them go...... 🦢✨

The tour may be over... but their story is only beginning. After months of traveling the world together, Y/N and Jungkook have finally stopped hiding their feelings. Now they're starting a new chapter-not as friends, but as a couple. With BTS preparing for another leg of their world tour, every airport, every backstage hallway, and every concert becomes harder to navigate. Keeping their relationship private proves nearly impossible as rumors spread, cameras follow their every move, and one unexpected mistake threatens to expose everything. At the same time, Y/N must prove that she's more than "Jungkook's girlfriend." She wants to build her own career, earn the respect of fans and the industry, and discover who she is beyond the spotlight. Love has brought them together. Fame may be what tears them apart. Can they survive the pressure of a relationship the whole world is trying to uncover? Book Two of Dancing With Fate.

Aanya Kapoor and Reyaan Malhotra are the worst kind of enemies-brilliant, ruthless, and addicted to beating each other at their own game. She builds empires with precision. He tears them down with charm and chaos. They've spent years turning the business world into a battlefield-until one contract changes everything. An agreement which brings them in marriage for the sake of legacy and power. Now, two people who can't stand to breathe the same air are forced to share vows, a home, and maybe something far more dangerous-feelings. But in a world where control is everything and vulnerability is weakness, love isn't part of the plan. It's war. In a story of sharp banter, slow-burning tension, and unexpected softness, Hate Written in Vows is a tale of two rivals who just might ruin everything... or rewrite what it means to be in love.

Aaj meri yeh darkhaast-e-nafrat tere is adaalat-e-dil mein shikast ho gayi, teri khamoshiyon se bhi ab aziyat hone lagi . Khwahis kuch yun thi ki teri har zakhm ka kaaran banu, par teri muskurahat ka kaaran banne ki zid lag baithi . Hey Khuda, kyun meri yeh darkhaast-e-nafrat iss adaalat-e-dil mein shikast hone lagi? -- He married her for revenge. She married him for her family. Yuvaansh hates Meera because she is the sister of the man he believes destroyed his world. Meera never asked for his hatred. But when revenge turns into love and buried secrets begin to surface, one truth could change everything Mannat's death wasn't what Yuvaansh thought it was. And sometimes, the person you swore to destroy becomes the one you can't live without.

The story revolves around two people who couldn't be more different-or more complicated. Myra Sharma was a name everyone knew. A celebrated influencer, writer, actor, streamer, and an all-around force of her generation, she had built an empire from her talent and determination. Millions admired her, looked up to her, and followed everything she did. But behind her success was a fiercely loyal girl who never forgot when someone hurt the people she loved. And that was exactly why she hated Shiddhant Sharma. Shiddhant was one of the biggest cricketers of his generation-a star both on and off the field, admired by millions for his talent, confidence, and charm. But to Myra, none of that mattered. He had hurt one of her closest friends, and she had decided there was nothing about him worth forgiving. What Myra didn't know was that Shiddhant had no intention of staying on her bad side. Because while Myra's hatred only seemed to grow stronger with every encounter, Shiddhant was slowly, helplessly, and unexpectedly falling for her. Every argument made him more intrigued. Every glare made him smile. And every day, he found himself falling for Myra a little harder. The problem? Myra wanted nothing to do with him.

Two people pretending that they don't love each other.

The symbol "✖️" is a destiny, two boys shall follow .

Can a boy who is from the mafia family accept an innocent girl, who he doesn't know is the biggest mafia queen? what if they had same rivals?

Chaos... This is the only word that can describe them together. Them, the ones who can argue over a pencil, the ones who can make a simple class test look like a war, the ones who can start a controversy in between a boring speech. But what if that margin they created for distance starts tieing them together. What will happen when two storms will collide....

➴ ❝ I hate you. I hate your face, your voice, and the way you breathe from my very existence. ❞ They were Childhood enemies turned friends. Now They are nothing but two strangers on street. "What broke a once-beautiful bond into a sacred, silent tree, where two souls fight with every single breath, yet still long to reach the shore together?" "Will they reach the shore of peace, or will the darkness consume them until they become the monsters the world dreads?" Satvika Singh Strong Independent, powerful IPS officer lives for only her Goal. She has no room for distractions. She especially thinks it is waste of time because an empty stomach cannot be filled with Love. That's why her words are love is not for her because she doesn't deserves it ? "Or did the world just fail to recognize her?" "Parth Upadhyay is a charming, hot-shot, first-generation trader who built his empire from the ground up. "The world calls him a villain, fearing the cold brilliance of this self-made trading tycoon. Yet, while empires tremble at his name, his soul belongs to another. Even the shadows that have seen his terrifying power bow before his quiet devotion. He doesn't want the world; from childhood until his final breath, his only goal is her." "Will destiny finally be kind enough to grant her the world of love she deserves, answering the prayers he whispers with every single breath?" "For him, she is his entire universe. For her, her ambitions are everything. While she chases her ultimate goal, he is willing to tear down the world and cross any line just to make her his." "A game of social expectations, duty, desire, and ambition unfolds as the wheel of time turns. Who will rise, who will fall only time holds the answer."

I was so foolish when I was young, blind to the danger I was walking straight into the moment I agreed to be with him. Back then, I didn't know that loving him would become the thing I'd spend years trying to escape. Now I am an adult. I've built my career, carved out a safe, quiet life, and finally found peace. I thank God every single day that He separated us. But he found me anyway. I don't know if fate is cruel or just twisted, but the signs have been here for months. Gifts arrive out of nowhere I lock every door, set cameras in every corner, and secure every possible entrance... yet he slips inside like a ghost. He never shows his face. He never speaks. But every package, every note, every trace he leaves bears only two words I recognize 'ℳ𝓎 ℒ𝒶𝒹𝓎' No one else calls me that. Only_him_. He is my past. My biggest mistake. The love I could never fully bury. And now? He toys with me like a hunter stalking his prey.