lovetriangle

One elite school. One dead student. Two boys who can’t stand each other… and can’t stay away. Welcome to Blackwell Academy. The most prestigious high school in the country, where the rich are powerful, the powerful are dangerous. And everyone is playing a role in the chain. At the top of the chain? The Glass Circle……six untouchable students born into legacy, wealth, and manipulation. They are feared, worshipped and corrupt to the core. One night, one of them, ends up dead. What happens when Ash Rivera….a quiet, scholarship student from the slums of the city…witnesses the one thing he was never meant to see? He wasn’t supposed to be at that party. He wasn’t meant to see the body fall from the rooftop. He wasn’t meant to survive it. He definitely wasn’t supposed to catch Dominic Vale’s attention. But one wrong night changes everything. Now Ash is the only witness to a murder, and someone knows he saw too much. They want him silent. “Keep your mouth shut, Rivera. Or you’ll be next. You don’t belong here…and you’ll die trying to." But the real danger isn’t the killer. It’s Dominic Vale…..Blackwell’s golden boy and Ash’s sworn enemy. Because Dominic has his own secrets. His own obsessions. And why does he keep saying: “Ash Rivera is mine. No one touches him… no one… except me.” As Ash digs deeper into the truth behind the Glass Circle, one thing becomes clear: Love is dangerous. And the truth? Might get you killed. Content Warning: This novel contains mature themes, including strong language, dark romance, psychological tension, steamy scenes, and emotional triggers. Reader discretion is advised.

(A modern day monarchy and drug lord/mafia love triangle set in Korea).   Historically, it has not gone well when two kings clashed over a woman.  Hae Na Ri, 29 year-old, mysteriously crosses over to another universe, one that is called the Kingdom of Korea, and ruled over by two kings. One is official and the other unofficial. Rich and powerful, both are exactly the kind she hates. But her heart is all she has.  And she will do anything to protect it.  Ryu Ha Joon, 33 year-old, a young king, with the ability to travel between universes, is intrigued by this woman with doe eyes who managed to follow him to his world, something unprecedented.  He never knew he had this ability: To love someone so ferociously.  His heart is set on her.  And he will do anything to keep her by his side. Even if it means deception and ruthlessness.  Kang Tae Oh, 32 year-old, a man with the face of an angel. Known as the King from Wolya, he holds as much power as a king behind the veil, with a renowned drug lord as his father, next in line to be the dangerous Wolya Gang's leader and the owner of the largest club in Seoul where presidents are made and deadly secrets exchanged.  He's always lived detached from others.  Till Na Ri glides into his life.  The King of Wolya would cross any limit for her.  Even if it means a bloodbath.  Two powerful men. Both unwilling to give up power and love.  Hae Na Ri has a tough choice to make. TROPES: - Strong and manipulative female lead. - Female lead rising to power. - Male leads chasing the female lead first. - Possessive and obsessive male leads. - One villainous male lead. - Love triangle (Who will she choose?)

This is a fan translation of 特雷森爱情保卫战 The original author is D殇 Art is by @hakus_1128 Edit is by OuroTL Please support them! === As soon as I entered Tracen Academy, I saw Tokai Teio kabedon-ing Symboli Rudolf. Ah, by the way, I’m Tokai Natural. === discord.gg/wisetl

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.

Aria Thorne’s life crumbles when she comes to the realization that her husband , Ethan was a chronic cheat and usurper. Divorced,she wallows in debt and office scandals brewed by her jealous ex who refuses to let go despite stealing her company ideas and thriving on them as his own . In a bid to overcome these challenges, she is left with no choice but to sign a compromising contract with Lucian Voss,her new boss and the ruthless CEO of Voss enterprises . A contract to become his personal office slave, which requires total obedience, living under his roof, surrendering to every command day and night in exchange for clearing her debts. He owns her body and demands her submission. He's addicted to breaking her walls and claiming her completely but Aria's fire burns hotter than his control. What starts as a forced arrangement turns into a dangerous obsession. Will she escape the devil in the suit or beg for more?

"New rule," he growls, rubbing the tip of his cock against my pussy. "From now on, you call me Daddy no matter what. You understand me?" I nod as much as his grip around my neck will allow, my pulse hammering against his palm. "Yes, Daddy." I obey. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Valentino, Raffaele, and Angelo, are the princes of Le Vipere Nere—the most feared Mafia family in Italy. I was just a stripper when Valentino first laid eyes on me. To him, I was supposed to be a fleeting distraction meant for nothing more than a night of passion and sin. But we became so much more. At first I was tangled only in his sheets until his brothers wanted a taste of me. Once they decided I was theirs, there was no escaping. Now I’m trapped between three Mafia heirs who don’t know how to share. They claim me. Worship me. And fuck me until I forget my own name. They make me crave the pain as much as the pleasure. They make me theirs—body, mind, and soul. But the truth is I’m living a lie, and when they discover my secret, this game of lust and obsession might end in blood. Welcome to a story of sin, power, and forbidden desire—where love and hate are separated by nothing more than a single heartbeat.

(trigger warning. This book contains mature themes) ****** "I can't..." she gasped between broken moans, her voice trembling somewhere between pain and pleasure. Every thrust seemed to blur the line between surrender and defiance. Then she whispered a name between her sweet cries ...it wasn’t mine. I froze. A slow, humorless smile curved my lips as the sound of his name filled the space between us. “Raph…” she breathed. I leaned in, my mouth brushing her ear. Feeling her tremble from touch until my teeth nibbled her earlobes hard enough to make her whimper and her fold to clench around my fingers. “Wrong name, Lynn.” I hissed, withdrawing from the warmth of her insides. I felt her body tense. She clawed at my shoulders, a desperate plea in every touch. “Don’t…” she whimpered. Those jade-like eyes unravelled me that moment. I could feel the ache in my trousers. A troublesome little viper. A cruel smile traced my lips hiding my emotions. “You called the wrong name,” I murmured, my voice low, dangerous. “And bad girls deserve to be punished.” Her glossy eyes met mine... so full of confusion, want, and power she didn’t yet understand. If she only knew how close I was to breaking. Because the only name she should be calling… was mine. Lucien. I craved it as badly as the air I breathe. ****** For better or for worse, till death do us part. That was their vows at the altar, but her husband broke them first.. He claims an open marriage is the solution to their childless marriage and that it's to protect her own interests. But all Braelyn sees is a prison built from guilt and lies. One heartbroken night, she stumbles into a karaoke bar and into the arms of Lucien. A man shrouded in mystery, rebellion, and danger. His very presence tells her to run but it also gives her the solace she craved. She never expected to see him again after she ran, forgetting his sinful existence, but life wasn't done making a joke out of her. Lucien isn't just any man, but one who can destroy everything she believes in. The man she was never meant to meet. Her husband's uncle The black sheep of the Volkov dynasty. A man whose desire will ruin her. Lucien knows she can't be his, but he was never a man who respected social norms. He doesn't care about anything but her every sin and touch. All he wants… is her, no matter how sinful it gets.

Killed during a brutal attack on his pack, Damien Grant, the fierce Alpha King who had spent his life fighting, lies dying, haunted by a single regret: in the end, who protects an Alpha? Who fights for him? With his final breath, he wishes for rebirth as an ordinary man, someone fragile enough to be cherished and shielded from the world's cruelty. His wish is granted in the most unexpected way. He awakens in the body of Damian Grant, a sensitive high school teenage boy, openly gay, relentlessly bullied for it, and driven to end his own life in despair. Now trapped in this vulnerable human form, the Alpha understands the true meaning of truly being helpless. However, everything changes when he catches the eye of Zayn Hale, the school's star athlete. Zayn is drawn inexplicably to the quiet new boy. But he's scared to make a move. He watches from a distance, unsure if he should intervene or not. When he finally decides to, it seems Damian had already found his Knight. Now the Alpha must choose between Ethan Brown, the knight who had stepped up to save him, or the school's heartthrob, Zayn Hale.

Willow wakes in a hospital bed injured, medicated, and alone. She is informed that her life, as she understood it, ended weeks earlier. Her fiancé is there. Calm. Controlled. He explains that they broke up before the accident and that the separation was mutual. He says he remained by her side only out of decency. He is already involved with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and speaks as though this version of events has always been established fact. No one in the room challenges him. The doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion and trauma. Nurses lower their voices and repeat the same explanation with careful reassurance until it becomes official, documented, and final. Each repetition strips away her certainty, replacing memory with doubt. When Willow looks to the one person who could contradict him, she finds no relief. Her fiancé’s closest friend, a man who has never hidden his dislike for her, says nothing. He offers a brief nod that confirms the narrative without words. With that single gesture, the past is closed. Every detail they present contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks have been erased. Conversations have been rewritten. A relationship has been reassigned without her consent. If she resists, she will be labeled unstable, emotional, and unreliable. She will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. So Willow stays silent. Within that silence, something colder begins to take shape. She begins to question why her fiancé needed the past rewritten at a moment when she cannot safely object. She begins to wonder why his closest friend chose this precise moment to agree. She begins to realize that decisions were made about her while she lay unconscious and defenseless. The Quietest Knife is a dark psychological romance centered on gaslighting, betrayal, and power disguised as care. It follows a slow, deliberate descent into manipulation, control, and revenge, where harm is inflicted quietly and authority wears the mask of concern. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance.

When Atlas meets his long-lost childhood friend Luther after sixteen years, the spark between them reignites -- but so do the ghosts of the past. And just as emotions start to grow, Fabian, a dazzling classmate with a charming yet dangerous smile, enters the scene. Between love, loyalty and longing, Atlas must choose which heart feels like home. As memories resurface and the truth behind his family's tragedy slowly unravels, Atlas finds himself caught between two hearts... and one deadly secret that refuses to stay buried.

[MATURE CONTENT, SMUT & OTHER 18+ ELEMENTS] Although Almila is one of the strongest alpha females of the southern pack, she's being bullied within her own pack because she's held responsible for the death of her father, who was the leader of the southern pack. She shows no reaction to their hatred, because she believes she deserves even more hatred and cruelty than this. One day, everything changes when a 'peace proposal' arrives from the northern pack, the very pack responsible for her father’s death. Almila decides to take advantage of this opportunity. In order to take revenge for her father and annihilate the entire pack, she accepts their proposal and goes to the Northern pack as a bride. However, when several unforeseen events unfold one after another, Almila has an unexpected encounter with the leader of the northern pack. This sudden meeting makes her realize a tragic truth. The leader of the Northern pack is none other than her fated mate.

Ray is married. His husband, Drake, is cold, untouchable… yet somehow, he’s everything Ray should desire. Then comes Xavier—his husband’s younger brother. Charming, reckless, dangerous, and impossible to resist. One night. One mistake. And suddenly, Ray’s world explodes. Bodies betray hearts. Desires awaken secrets that should have stayed buried. Loyalties fracture. Families conspire. And a love that should have been safe becomes the battlefield for obsession, betrayal, and forbidden passion. Ray thought he could survive the heat, the manipulation, and the lies. But now he’s trapped between a husband who will do anything to claim him and a man who sees him not as a person—but as a prize. When the heart wants what it shouldn’t, and the body refuses to obey… how far would you go to protect the one you love? This is a story of forbidden desire, moral chaos, and obsession that doesn’t forgive. Click if you dare.

Asher Graham has a secret he must protect, if he was to keep his Omega mother safe. All his life, he never truly belonged anywhere because they were always on the run. But when Asher figured out a way to stay alive, he took it, even if it meant enrolling into the deadly werewolf Academy, Stone Claw Academy, where cold, and ruthless Alphas were trained. His secret would have been safe if he hadn’t gone ahead and pissed off Stone Claw Academy’s resident bad boy and bully, Alpha Reed Jackson. Asher took what belonged to the devil and called his bluff, now he had to pay for it with the title he has fought to keep or his life. When Alpha Reed gained the upperhand and found out his secret, Asher had to dance to his tune by being his playtoy or lose everything including his life. The past came knocking soon enough, and now Asher has to choose between getting a clean slate or being with the man who had done nothing but torment him and make his deepest, darkest desires come true. Will Asher choose Reed over everything or risk what they have to get everything he has always wanted?

“Gözlərin—Your Touch crossed beyond my Flesh—even drawing the MaRRow.... from my Bones — left wounds that could UnDo me…” Existence becomes a crisis. When my own identity deceives me, when someone else’s presence steals the breath meant to be mine— that is when it becomes me… and him. Each nerve of my body move only by some inner command, humanity itself feels...as though it fades into nothing. My Everything becomes his. And I… dissolve. But.. The moment someone else enters his life… My selfhood, my belonging — all of it feels like a lie. "Sevgilim… you killed your deer—it trusted you enough to die in your hands." NoT A LoVe StoRY...

Kimberly Theodore, the daughter of a Viscount, and Rafael Grady, the son of the Duke, have been inseparable friends since childhood. Over the years, their bond deepened into love that neither could deny. Rafael vowed to love Kimberly forever but fate had other plans. When Kimberly hears the shocking news that Rafael has married Princess Charlotte Middleton, daughter of a powerful foreign kingdom, her heart shattered. Rafael feelings for Charlotte are nothing but duty. To keep Kimberly close, he makes her as a mistress. But Kimberly must ask herself: Can love survive when it exists only as a mistress? Will she remain by Rafael side, bound by passion and loyalty, or will she summon the courage to walk away from a man who is married to another? In world of power, duty, and forbidden desire, love is tested, and hearts must choose between loyalty and freedom.

At thirty-four, Rhea Voss is at the end of her rope. With a dying father, a mountain of medical debt, and a heart worn thin by sacrifice, she walks into Axiom for a job. Instead, she finds a monster. Dominic Ashcroft is younger, richer, and more dangerous than any man she’s ever met. He doesn't want an assistant; he wants a possession. He sees her fractures, her desperation, and her hidden beauty, and he decides to own them all. He offers her a contract that will save her father’s life, but the cost is total surrender. No shared calendars. No privacy. No walking away. To the world, she is his executive assistant. Behind the closed doors of his penthouse, she is his "Fragile" obsession. Rhea thought she was signing a deal with a savior. She didn't realize she was handing her leash to a man who doesn't know how to let go. He bought her debt. Now, he’s coming to collect.

"The more you run, the deeper I sink into the madness of needing you, My Rose." The blade sank in with ease. Blood splattered across the floor, warm on his skin, yet his deep laughter filled the room. His fingers were covered in bloodstains, adrenaline coursing through his veins as he brought the rose to his nose, closing his eye as he deeply inhaled, as if trying to draw every essence of her "Vanilla&Roses". "Oh, my sweetheart", he whispered, voice coated in something sinful."My love, My Madness'' His lashes fluttered as he drew in another breath. "You haunt me, Ella. In my veins. In my sleep. And every time I try to forget you, I end up crawling back to you. My only salvation,My only addiction, only mine." A year ago~ Blood soaked through his shirt. He was losing too much, too fast. And yet, all he could see was her trembling hands on his chest, pressing hard, her breath ragged as she held him upright. She pinned him against the wall to stop the bleeding. He could barely stand. His mask was on, but his eyes met her deep, wild, wanting. “Why are you helping me?” he rasped. She didn't answer with words; she just looked at him, as if he weren't a monster, and that was just the start of his unraveling. Since then, Sylus has returned to her, watching her. Craving her. Getting entangled in each other's worlds. She doesn't remember that night, or maybe she does? She became the only thing he wanted. The only thing he couldn’t have. Now she stands beside Asher, the man who thinks he can protect her. The man who touches what doesn’t belong to him. But " Sylus has seen every shade of Ella . The soft.The defiant. The ambitious, and each version pulled him deeper and deeper into his obsession for her" "My Ella. Eres mia," you belong to me." I let you loose just for a while, and now the hunt begins, sweetheart. There is no running from me." The story has just begun. An obsessive love triangle, tangled in secrets and desire. Where will it end? Who will claim her heart… or her soul? What is Asher hiding beneath his perfect smile? And what storm swept everything away, rewriting fates? The past is bleeding into the present. And this time, running isn’t enough.But the past never stays buried. Not when love turns to obsession. Not when two men are willing to burn the world for her.

i was never meant to want my sister’s husband. Victor Ravenscroft is discipline carved into flesh — a billionaire who controls boardrooms, headlines, and the people around him. To the world, he belongs to her. To me, he became a weakness I couldn’t kill. What began as a mistake turned into a secret. What turned into a secret became an addiction. I told myself it was love. I told myself I was chosen. But I was never the one in control. she has always been perfect. Poised. Admired. Untouchable. She doesn’t scream. She doesn’t fight. She doesn’t expose. She observes. While I unravel. While I lose my job. While I spiral into jealousy and paranoia. While I destroy myself chasing a man who won’t claim me in daylight. She comforts me. She hugs me. She tells me I’m imagining things. And I believe her. But perfection is a mask. And control is quieter than rage. The deeper I fall for Victor, the more unstable I appear. The more unstable I appear, the safer she looks. And somewhere between obsession and guilt, between desire and shame, I begin to wonder— Was this affair ever accidental? Or was I placed exactly where she wanted me? This isn’t just betrayal. It’s orchestration. And when the truth finally surfaces, I may discover I was never the villain of this story. Just the weapon

They grew up side by side. They learned to hate each other early. And one night was never supposed to happen. Duke Emre Teccer is Point Piper royalty-football captain, golden boy, danger wrapped in discipline. Vaier Lydia St-Claire is the girl he's spent a lifetime clashing with-sharp-tongued, untouchable, and far too familiar. Raised as neighbors. Bound by family. Divided by pride. When a drunken night shatters years of resentment, lines blur, secrets form, and silence becomes a choice that changes everything. Enemies don't fall in love gently. And some mistakes refuse to stay buried.