lovetriangle

A series trending hot in air. An angel floundering in the swarms of pests seeking chaos. And a flawless demon with charming wickedness. When love becomes a thorn between two untamable hearts, who will end up burnt in the flames of fame? Saint, the Angelic face of Entertainment industry moves in with the fierce charismatic leader of Heart of Clubs-craving a bond like every lovesick soul desires. But the price of love is never cheap. Especially not in this field. When a reunion at Mozart's Heart begins to stir troubles initiating the introduction of a new turmoil, can the fierce demon protect his beloved angel? -The Devil fell first. The Angel followed after. "Sein..." "How many days have you not called me like this..." "Remind me again." "Mmm..." "Agh..!" He moans. "You... you drive me insane Sein." "Say that again." He kisses me again-his fingers tangled up in my hair. "You, Saint the cruel stoic Angel lulls Damien Frost to the slumber of insanity." #Boy×Boy #Goodboy×Badboy #Musicband #Famous #Obsession #Blackmailing #Popularity #Singer-songwriter #EnemiestoLovers #FriendstoLovers #DangerousRomance (Just a BL crazy girl. I wish to see my characters come to life in a series someday. )

Elara has it all: a doting husband, a beautiful daughter, and a life of luxury free from worries. From the outside, her existence is flawless—like a pristine string of pearls. A beautiful gilded cage. But the foundation of her perfect life shatters at a charity gala. There, she comes face to face with Kael, her passionate ex-lover from the past who left an unfinished story between them. Their reunion is fraught with awkwardness and unspoken tension. They are both married, building an invisible wall between them. Yet, the real shock comes when David, Elara's husband, arrives to pick her up. And the loyal man waiting for her at home is, in fact, Kael's best friend. Kael has known all along. He knew Elara was his best friend's wife. And Elara realizes she never truly forgot the man from her past. With fate orchestrating more chance encounters, their forbidden connection becomes inevitable. Every meeting is a whisper from the past, a temptation of a life she could have had. Standing at the crossroads of duty and desire, of a safe life and an intoxicating love, what choice will Elara make? Will she remain in her comfortable gilded cage, or will she find the courage to pick up the shattered pieces of her life and chase her true happiness? A steamy, emotional forbidden romance about second chances, secrets, and the courage to choose yourself.

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind. Coincidentally, she did too. He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell. He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched. ———— Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy. ———— One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu. Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too. However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.” So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible—drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive—I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro—the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva—is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny—one disastrous choice at a time.

Over a hundred hopefuls step onto the same dazzling stage, each chasing the impossible dream of becoming an idol. Among them are Ren and Alex — two Betas determined to rise in a world that favors Alphas and Omegas. But Ren is not who he appears to be. Secretly an Omega, he hides his true identity, refusing to accept that his second gender should limit his future. He believes that even an Omega can stand at the pinnacle — if he is brave enough to fight for it. Alex, on the other hand, is a Beta hardened by a lifetime of rejection. Overlooked, underestimated, and pushed aside, he has learned to hide his pain behind a calm smile. Yet beneath it lies a burning desire to prove his worth. When the auditions turn into a ruthless survival show, rivalries ignite, alliances form, and emotions run high. Ren finds himself drawn to Kai — his hot-headed, unpredictable roommate who makes his heart race despite his best efforts to stay distant. Meanwhile, Alex begins to soften around Rei, the quiet but perceptive trainee who sees through his walls… even though Rei hides his own growing feelings. Things grow even more complicated when Kai becomes the first person to discover Ren’s secret — and chooses to protect him in silence rather than expose him. Under blinding lights and cutthroat competition, dreams, identities, and love collide. When Ren’s truth finally comes to light, will it destroy everything he’s built… or bind them together more tightly than ever? On this stage where only the strongest survive, will they rise — or fall?

Marriage is sacred and or so Emily thought until the night when her adoptive parents gave her away in marriage to a street kingpin to pay off their debt. The next morning she was at the marriage registry, for fear not to lose her life...First stroke, second stroke and the marriage was sealed. Who would have thought that few days later, her cold face boss would stop by her table "Wife, Haven't you calmed down enough to come home?" Emily met his gaze "Mr. Lucian, you don't make such jokes, my husband wouldn't take it lightly." Lucian clicked his tongue "Wife, do you have another husband aside from me?Maybe you should take a look at this." Emily "...."

When Princess Veyla Aurelion is offered as a living peace sacrifice, no one expects her curse to shatter an ancient bond ritual—nor to poison every creature drawn to her. Up close, her scent causes unbearable agony. Apart, it leaves bonded beings hollow and restless. Declared both cursed and indispensable, Veyla becomes the center of a lethal triangle: Khorg Ironmaw, the Alpha whose mate bond rejects her even as his instincts ache to claim her, and Vinculus Noctaryn, the immortal Vampire King whose survival depends on her blood—yet whose control fractures in her presence. While the world calls her affliction decay, a sealed witch knows the truth: Veyla’s scent is not rot, but a suppression spell—one that hides something far more dangerous. As desire turns into endurance and love becomes containment, Veyla must learn to weaponize what others reject. Because if her true nature awakens, it won’t just decide who she loves— It will decide whether the world survives her. A cursed princess whose closeness brings pain and whose distance brings madness becomes the only thing two immortal kings cannot touch—yet cannot live without.

At an academy where youth feels endless, three teenagers cross paths during a season that will never return. Between shared classrooms, quiet glances, and words left unsaid, their bond slowly turns into something fragile and complicated. As time moves forward and choices are made, love does not always grow the way they hoped. Some feelings are meant to bloom only once, and some seasons are never meant to last.

Lennox cornered her in the hallway, his amber eyes troubled. “You didn’t deserve that.” “Didn’t I?” Olivia challenged. “Wasn’t it you who told the entire pack that the daughter of a traitor should be treated as less than human?” “I was wrong,” he admitted. “We all were.” “Three years, Lennox. Three years of serving as your Omega, of being spat on, of watching you three worship the ground Anita walks on while I’m nothing but a shameful secret.” From the shadows, Levi’s voice emerged. “The Moon Goddess bound us for a reason.” Olivia’s bitter laugh echoed through the corridor. “And you’ve fought that reason every step of the way.” “We didn’t know,” Louis appeared beside his brothers, forming the triangle that had always made Olivia feel trapped. “About your father, about the conspiracy—” “So that’s what it takes?” she asked, voice trembling. “My father’s name being cleared for you to acknowledge me as your Luna? As your mate?” “No,” Lennox reached for her. “It’s seeing your strength, your resilience despite everything we put you through.” “We were cruel,” Levi admitted. “We were wrong,” Louis echoed. Olivia looked at each of them, these three powerful Alphas now regarding her with something approaching reverence. Olivia’s smile held no warmth. “Now I realize some wounds cut too deep to heal. You can’t break someone for years and expect them to be whole for you when it’s convenient.”

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.

On the day I was to marry the love of my life, the ceremony was bathed in blood. The Vampire Emperor, Azrael Bloodbourne, tore me from the altar and dragged me into his dark and dangerous world. He says I am his bride. His possession. His key to a legacy no vampire has ever dared to dream of. But as I struggle against his shadow, another figure emerges from the cold. Ezryn Graemor, Alpha of the Snowfall Tribe, kidnaps me for his own desperate purpose—to lift a curse that has haunted his bloodline for generations. I thought he only needed me for my blood… but every glance, every touch, betrays a truth far more dangerous. I am his fated mate. In Azrael’s darkness, I feel a fire I shouldn’t crave. In Ezryn’s wintered touch, I feel a pull I can’t resist. Now I must choose to either surrender my body to the Vampire who claims me as his Empress, or risk everything for the Lycan whose soul is bound to mine. Either way, my heart and my life hangs in the balance. WELCOME TO BOOK ONE OF MY FANTASY SERIES.

A blindfolded woman. A captor who speaks calmly to the camera. And a video the whole world can’t stop watching. Late one night, a disturbing clip goes viral—showing a young woman tied up, her captor’s voice echoing in the dark. While the internet debates whether it’s real, her boyfriend reports her missing. The victim is Mitra, a software engineer and small-time social activist… and the key witness in an unresolved kidnapping from two weeks earlier. Trapped and threatened, Mitra refuses to break. Instead, she engages her captor—who calls himself Sashi—in a dangerous psychological battle of truth and lies, probing into his secrets as he digs into hers. As Vishal races against time to find her, Sashi releases more videos to the public. Each one is a twisted interrogation. Each one paints Mitra not as a simple victim—but as a guilty person with a hidden past. The clues lead back twelve years, to a quiet town, a brutal murder, and a past neither Mitra nor Vishal ever escaped. This is not just the story of a kidnapping. It is the unraveling of a chain of murders spanning more than a decade—and an obsession that was waiting to be exposed. When the truth finally surfaces, who will be left standing?

Willow wakes in a hospital bed broken, medicated, and alone. She is told her life ended weeks ago. Her fiancé stands beside her and calmly explains that they broke up before the accident. That the separation was mutual. That he stayed only out of decency. He is already with someone else, his boss’s daughter, and he speaks as if this has always been the truth. The room accepts it. Doctors attribute Willow’s disbelief to concussion. Nurses soften their voices. The same explanation is repeated with quiet confidence until it begins to sound official. Documented. Settled. Then Willow looks to the one person who might contradict him. He does not. Her fiancé’s closest friend who despises her, says nothing. He simply nods once. A small, controlled gesture that confirms everything without saying a word. With that, the past closes. Every detail they recount contradicts what Willow knows she lived. Weeks erased. Conversations rewritten. A relationship reassigned without her consent. If she protests, she will be the only one insisting that reality has been altered. She will sound unstable. Emotional. Confused. So she stays silent. And in that silence, something colder begins to form. Why would her fiancé need the past rewritten now, when she cannot safely object. Why would his closest friend choose this moment to agree. And what was decided about her while she lay unconscious. This is not a story about forgetting. It is a story about being rewritten calmly, professionally, and without resistance. Some knives do not need to be seen. They cut because no one hears them move.

At Beastblood Academy, an elite institution where Beastmen heirs learn to control their instincts, political tensions are reaching a breaking point. Wolf, Feline, and Serpent clans constantly battle for influence. The balance is fragile. Sandra Avelis, officially registered as “human,” arrives on campus to participate in the Harmonization System, an experimental program designed to measure compatibility between humans and Beastmen. But her results defy the Academy’s rules. She carries a hidden lineage that multiple factions desperately want to weaponize. Sandra becomes the center of a devastating love triangle: Tristan Valmar, a Wolf heir, cold, strategic, and disciplined, for whom Sandra is both a political tool and a dangerous weakness. Sebastian Marquez, a Jaguar Beastman, charismatic, impulsive, and fiercely protective, whose instincts react to Sandra with primal intensity. Both men are sworn enemies, and Sandra becomes the trigger that reignites their rivalry. But Sandra also holds a more dangerous secret than anyone suspects: a baby, born before her arrival on campus—an infant whose paternity could shatter the balance of power between clans. As the Harmonization System reveals more and more about her true nature, Sandra must survive internal conflicts, political manipulations, and lethal power plays, all while facing her own conflicted emotions. Desire, instinct, betrayal, and loyalty collide around her. War between Beastmen is coming. Sandra’s child could either unite the clans… or bring them to absolute ruin.

In "Beyond the Crown", a tale of secrets, passion, and power unfolds in a world of opulent splendor, where a coterie of ladies-in-waiting navigate the treacherous waters of courtly life, entwining their lives with those above them, and becoming embroiled in the intricate dance of intrigue, loyalty, desire and love.

Alexander spoke without turning around.His attention remained on the city beyond the glass. “We’re getting married.” Nyx froze. “what??? you don’t get to decide that, just because you're king.” He turned slowly, his expression empt, as if the matter held no emotional weight. “I already have.” She opened her mouth, but he cut her off before a word could form. “This isn’t a discussion,” he said evenly. “There will be no refusals, nor delays. Everything is already arranged.” “You can resist and fight all you want, still, It change's nothing.” Alexander added, stepping past her. He left without waiting for a response, leaving her with the weight of his words and no illusion of choice.

This feelings of love are Deception of mind. I am not sure if I can love second time. - Tanmay I rather choose myself than this self destroying love of yours. -Shreya If you love the story, let me know, comment in review section. Give likes and power stones. Have a Happy day❤️.

I died. Hit by a truck, classic. Then I woke up and realized two horrifying things: one, I was inside a novel, and two, it was my novel. 'How to Escape My Obsessed CEO'. As the author, I knew every red flag, every tragic ending… and every humiliating love scene. But guess what? I wasn’t reborn as the heroine. Nope. I got the useless side character slot, the one scheduled to die early. My own obsessed billionaire CEO creation, now grinning like a villain in a romcom, is following me everywhere, turning every contract into a marriage proposal and every coffee run into a hostage negotiation. I swear he's not even reading the script. And as if my life wasn't chaotic enough, the actual heroine, my book's supposed star, decided to be my best friend. She gives teasing advices, laughs at my panic, and somehow makes dodging a dangerously handsome billionaire slightly tolerable. I wrote this story to teach people how to escape an obsessed CEO. So why am I the one trapped in it?