lovetriangle

I ran from a forced marriage. Jumped through a portal. Landed 200 years in the future. But someone else fell through to my time. A boy with my EXACT face. Now he's married to the Dark King I ran from. And I'm being hunted by a Sea God who says I'm his destiny. Two princes. Two gods. Two timelines. One prophecy that's about to break—or bend. Welcome to chaos. i hope you'll enjoy this story...

"I loved them both... but only one could ruin me". She thought she understood love-until she met the man she was never meant to want. Seventeen-year-old Janine Flores, a high school student in her senior year is blissfully in love with her best friend-turned-boyfriend, Alexander Gabriel. Their love is young, soft, and safe... until Alex's father comes home after years away. Lucas Gabriel ... thirty-two-years old business tycoon- is everything danger should look like: powerful, quiet and devastatingly magnetic. The moment his eyes lock with hers, Janine's world tilts-blurring the lines between right and wrong, loyalty and desire. As forbidden feelings deepen and buried secrets claw their way to the surface, Janine is torn between two hearts-one she vowed to choose, and one she can't seem to escape. Now, love is no longer just a choice. It's temptation. It's betrayal. It's a sin. And someone will pay the price... Because in the end- Some whispers refuse to be silenced.

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.

He only smiles politely, nervously—the way a fallen Denmai crown prince might—and says,"I only look like a cultivator, I promise!" Not all who seem weak are truly powerless. Some are far stronger than anyone dares to imagine—yet they simply don’t flaunt it. When a polite, unusually traditional Chinese student named Liànlěi—or simply Lĕi—transfers to a modern Bangkok school, he immediately draws attention. Not for his manners, but for the quiet, unsettling aura that surrounds him. His simple brown eyes glimmer with a rare, original light—the kind found only in the Denmai heroes admired in novels or anime. His long, chocolaty-brown hair, cascading from head to waist, is soft enough to get lost in… if anyone dared. Felix, the golden-boy of the school, raised with privilege and used to admiration, simply wants a carefree life. He refuses to break down or be weighed down by expectations, yet fate draws him into unexpected interactions with Liànlěi. In a school where everyone believes they know everything, underestimating the calm, deceptively harmless Lìnglìng could be… unwise. As days pass, their initial rivalry slowly shifts into something more complicated. What they know—or think they know—about each other becomes a delicate game of appearances, charm, and hidden strength. A story of fascination, quiet rivalry, and the subtle power behind a calm, polite exterior—where the quietest student might just hold the greatest strength.

…Queen Shala stood before the mirror in a hurry, fingers fumbling with her jewelry, brushing soft color on her lips, slipping into a light robe that hugged her curves just right. She had to leave soon, meet Ban in the quiet woods where no eyes could follow. Heart racing with that secret pull, she didn’t hear the door open. Strong arms wrapped around her from behind, familiar yet… different. The king—her husband—pressed close, lips brushing her neck slow and hot. “Where are you going so fast, my love?” he whispered, voice deeper than usual, hands already sliding under the robe, finding skin warm and ready. She froze for a second, feeling the change—his touch bolder, hungrier, like fire instead of gentle warmth. But something enchanted pulled her in. She could tell this was not her husband maybe a doppelgänger but the enchantment made her lean back against him, breath catching. His fingers undid ties quick, robe falling open, palms cupping her breasts, thumbs teasing peaks until she gasped soft. He turned her, kissed her deep and long, tongue claiming, body pressing hard—his manhood thick and pulsing against her thigh. Before she knew it, he lifted her onto the dressing table, jewelry scattering,.. Kia, the mischievous Cupid who shot a forbidden arrow at Queen Shala and rival general Ban—sparking a passion that could unravel kingdoms—is racing to stop it all. No reverse arrow exists, so he dives into the mortal world himself: shapeshifting, enchanting, slipping into intimate moments to pull her focus away from Ban. He has to forbid their growing love, avoid a possible disaster that looms if it burns too bright. But demons like the twisted illusionist Molik scheme to ruin his plans, angels watch wary from above, and true desire fights back harder than any spell. Can Kia save his reputation and keep the chaos from exploding… or will he get tangled in the very heat he’s trying to cool?

Amaka was shaped, not discovered. When she met Ikenna, she was unsure of herself, struggling through school, and invisible to the world. He trained her—corrected her speech, paid her fees, built her confidence, and introduced her to a life she had never imagined for herself. But growth changed Amaka. As she rose, she began to see Ikenna as a reminder of who she used to be—steady, quiet, and no longer impressive enough for the woman she had become. Believing she had outgrown him, Amaka walked away in search of more power, more exposure, and a higher standard. What she found instead was a man who had everything Ikenna never flaunted—wealth, influence, and silence. An Abuja elite who offered soft life without guidance, attention without protection, and love without safety. Trapped between ambition and regret, Amaka learns too late that not every upgrade is progress—and that some men build you, while others break you quietly. From Frying Pan to Fire is a story of growth, pride, misplaced standards, and the painful consequences of choosing shine over substance.

Five heirs. One forbidden contract. And a bride who was never given a choice. When Sera Quinn turns twenty-one, the truth hits harder than any bullet— her life was promised away before she was even born. A single blood-sealed contract binds her to one of the Five Heirs who rule the city from the shadows: the mafia successor with a lethal calm, the charming political golden boy, the cold corporate prince, the silent bodyguard raised to kill, and the scholar whose quiet smile hides too many secrets. Each of them has a claim. Each of them has reasons to want her. And each of them is willing to break the world—and each other—to win the bride bound by blood. But Sera isn’t a pawn. Not anymore. If the heirs think she’ll follow the path written for her, they’re about to learn what happens when the promised bride decides to flip the entire empire instead. One contract started it. Her choice will end it.

Once an Alpha daughter, now a slave. When Maureen meet her fated mate at the auction, she believes it's her miracle until Alpha Stefan rejected her in front of everyone. Her world shattered at his rejection. But everything changes when another Alpha step forward and claim her, not for love but for revenge. Now Maureen is trapped between two powerful men. One who she thought was her enemy, and another she never was the monster behind it all. But when the truth is revealed, her world is turn upside down. Both Alphas are her mates

When danger has a name… it’s Knox Thorne. When destiny demands a mate… it chooses Harper Wallis. Harper Wallis has survived betrayal, abandonment, and a childhood spent drifting from place to place with a father who never knew how to stay. Now she’s built a life of her own—ink, art, and a fiercely guarded independence. As a wingless sphinx with unusual abilities, she’s used to being underestimated. And she likes it that way. Until Knox Thorne steps into her life. The most powerful demon in existence—and the most dangerously controlled—Knox commands empires, destroys enemies, and bows to no one. But one brush of Harper’s mind changes everything. She is his anchor. His psychic match. The one connection he can’t ignore… and refuses to lose. Harper isn’t thrilled about it. Knox is possessive, intense, and too perceptive for comfort. She doesn’t need a protector—or a male who looks at her like he wants to claim her in every way. But anchors aren’t optional, and Knox isn’t a demon who walks away from what’s his. As their worlds tangle, Harper is pulled deeper into Knox’s domain—a place of luxury, danger, secrets, and demons waiting to go rogue. But the biggest threat might be the bond forming between them… a bond that promises power, passion, and the kind of loyalty Harper stopped believing in long ago. He wants her trust. She wants her freedom. Fate wants them bound. But something lethal is stalking Harper—and Knox Thorne will burn the world before he lets his anchor fall.

She wakes beneath the fluorescent lights, broken but alive. Machines hum beside her, but the real wound isn’t her fractured body—it’s her fiancé’s calm confession. They broke up weeks ago, he says. He only came out of duty. And he’s already moved on—with his boss’s daughter. The doctor believes him. The nurses pity her. His best friend nods along, though she catches the hesitation in his eyes—the silent bargain in his glance. Orphaned and alone, she cannot outshout their voices. So she doesn’t. She smiles. She thanks them. She pretends her mind is fogged. But at night, when silence sharpens her loneliness into a blade, she begins to plan. Her revenge will not only cut, but carve: to peel back her fiancé’s lies until his glittering new love sees the truth beneath his ambition, to bend the best friend’s loyalty, and to turn pity into power. Revenge isn’t always cold. Sometimes it’s seductive. And soon, she’ll be the one holding the knife.

[ MATURE CONTENT ] "Craig," she whispered, breath shivering, "please…" It didn't matter what she was asking for…more, less, everything. The plea alone made them press hard against each other, like their bodies were trying to make up for all the time they'd been apart, like they could consume each other if they touched harder. And still, she ached. For all of him. And he did too. She could tell by the way his grip on her thighs tightened, his fingers digging into her skin like he was holding on for dear life. His breath warm and uneven against her neck, as her hips rolled again, slower this time, more deliberate. Then he groaned, head falling to her shoulder as his body pressed in, hard and hungry. "Shit," he whispered, voice ragged. "Merlina," And just like that, his mouth was gone. She blinked, dazed, lips swollen, skin tingling everywhere he'd touched. He stepped back, slow and heavy with restraint, hands gripping the edge of the sink on either side of her, like he needed to hold something that wasn't her. Her voice came out in a whisper. "Why'd you stop?" His eyes met hers, dark and wrecked. But then, he smirked. "Not with your siblings next door." She stared, barely able to think. He leaned in like he might kiss her again, then stopped just short, brushing his thumb over swollen bottom lip, "PG-13 remember?" SYNOPSIS: At an elite college, falling for the cold, narcissistic son of a bi-llionaire wasn’t part of the plan, especially when his brother is tied to her mother’s mysterious death. But from the moment Merlina steps into campus, the chemistry is undeniable. He’s detached, arrogant, and everything she should stay away from. Yet no matter how hard she tries, she can’t ignore the pull. She’s here for a degree, but her real mission is uncovering the secrets of her mother’s past at this very school. As sparks fly between her and the guy she should keep her distance from, she’s torn between two things: exposing the truth and protecting her heart from falling for him. The deeper she digs, the more dangerous things get. Anonymous threats, dark secrets, and a guy who’s starting to think her obsession with the past could ruin everything. TikTok | @officialffmeb

She was born an heir and turned into a slave before her tenth summer. Nova Moonveil survived seven years in silver chains. Beaten. Starved. Erased. The kingdom that broke her never understood what it had chained. When the Alpha she is fated for scents her, ancient magic stirs and a prophecy begins to move. Time starts counting down. Crowns grow nervous. The Alpha stays silent betrothed to another. The Gamma does not. He was not chosen by fate. He chooses her anyway. Not because a bond demands it, but because he sees her soul. When the world moves to take her, he stands in its way. And when the man who once owned her marches on Shadowclaw to reclaim what he believes is his, the Gamma answers with war.

He’s cold, calculating, and allergic to chaos. She is the chaos. He’s top of the class. She’s Asia’s top model. His best recipes? Pastries and precision. Hers? Tears and total disasters. He wanted peace. She brought pandemonium. But Ice is starting to realize—the hardest part isn’t keeping her out… It’s wanting her to stay. A story of late-night parfait, accidental sleepovers, oven explosions and the kind of chemistry that breaks all the rules— This isn’t love. It’s a disaster waiting to happen. Updates on Friday and Saturday!

Harleigh Hale carries a dangerous secret: the Shadowfang bloodline runs in her veins, a curse said to either destroy the world or rule it in fear. To protect herself and her sister, she’s hidden for years under the Dunebourne Pack’s protection. But… On her wedding day, Alpha Lance Grant, the man she trusted to keep her safe, betrays her. Heartbroken, Harleigh rejects him and runs straight into the neighboring territory: the Frostveil Pack, where fate strikes again. There, she discovers that she’s fated to two mates: Alpha Torrin Chandler and his Beta and cousin, Damian. To many, her bond with both isn’t only rare, but is considered to bring bad omens to those around her. Now, hunted by the Dunebourne wolves and distrusted by the Frostveil wolves, Harleigh must make a difficult choice: return to Alpha Lance and suffer the consequence of being separated from her fated mates, or take a risk staying with the Frostveil Pack where she has to weigh her bonds between Alpha Torrin and Beta Damian, and face the prophecy she’s tried so hard to escape her whole life?

She was the promise he had to keep. She was the revenge he had to take. Now, she's the prize in a war between two Alphas. For Elara, an ordinary Omega struggling to survive, dating Lucian Knight feels like a dream. He’s a powerful Alpha CEO, devastatingly handsome, and for the past year, he’s been her perfect, devoted boyfriend. On the night he plans to propose, her dream shatters into a million pieces. She discovers the truth about his past—a past as a vicious playboy who deliberately destroyed loving relationships. The very reason he’s a reformed man is the reason she has to leave him. Heartbroken and reeling, Elara does the most impulsive thing of her life. She accepts a contract marriage from her enigmatic and cold-hearted boss, the billionaire Alpha CEO Victor Sterling. He offers security, respect, and a gilded cage far from the pain of her broken heart. It seems like a practical, if icy, escape. But Victor has a secret. He is Lucian’s sworn enemy, the man whose own happiness and belief in love were obliterated by Lucian’s cruelty years ago. The contract marriage is his masterstroke of revenge, a calculated move to steal the woman his rival loves. Elara is nothing but a pawn in a dangerous game forged from a broken past. Now, two dominant Alphas are locked in a brutal war for her heart and her future. Lucian, desperate to win back the woman who saved him from himself, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Victor, who planned to use her, finds his frozen heart beginning to thaw in her presence, rediscovering a warmth he thought was lost forever. Caught between the reformed devil she loved and the ruthless husband she’s bound to, Elara must navigate a world of obsession, vengeance, and unexpected passion. When she uncovers the devastating truth behind her marriage of convenience, one question remains: In a battle of two Alphas, who does an Omega truly choose: the man who wants her, or the man who needs her?

Silver Preston was supposed to be America’s next figure skating sweetheart—until a brutal injury shattered her Olympic dreams and left her stranded at Yale, miles away from the ice that defined her. All she wants is to stay invisible, to escape the suffocating grip of her former coach-mother, and to outrun the whispers that she’s finished. But Yale hockey isn’t quiet, and neither is Eli Hayes—the team’s captain, campus golden boy, and infuriatingly unreadable. To Silver, he’s arrogant, cold, and everything she swore she’d avoid. To Eli, she’s reckless, stubborn, and a distraction he can’t afford. Their worlds were never meant to collide—except the rink has a way of pulling broken people back onto the ice. When gossip turns cruel and secrets from the past threaten to destroy her for good, Silver is forced to decide whether she’ll keep running or fight for the life—and the love—she thought she lost. And as Eli battles his own demons under the unforgiving glare of NHL scouts, their fragile connection becomes the one thing that could save them both…or break them completely. Full of sharp banter, late-night study sessions, stolen glances at the rink, and the electric push-pull of enemies who might be more, this is a story of ambition, redemption, and the thin line between pride and passion.

Snow falls along the coastal road. Ballerina Yoo Jin, carrying the child of her patron Choi Hyun-oh, is struck by a truck and plunges into the sea. When she opens her eyes, she has returned to age fifteen—the year her father took his own life. After sharing her final stage with Dong Ha, the ballerino she once adored, Yoo Jin vows to reject the sweet poison of sponsorship and dance for herself. A tragic ballet of love, obsession, and redemption that transcends time — 〈Odette〉

|SEASON 1 OF CLAXTON| |2X FEATURED · WATTPAD CREATORS PROGRAM · PAID STORY ON INKSPIRED!| As the Octopus Man returns from the Bermuda Triangle, Makenna Angelia Delling teams up with Merlin the Great's ninja-like fairy apprentice, Tracey, to defeat him. However, what will happen when Tracey learns he is the K-T Magic Murderer? *** Fourteen-year-old Makenna Delling is a Metamorphic Fairy, a rare fairy from a family in which one person must have been a fairy. Except, who is that one person? To help find answers regarding her past, Makenna teams up with seventeen-year-old Tracey, a mysterious fairy who hails from Merlin's Island. Together, they are dragged into the flight of their lives after they learn that the Octopus Man has returned from the Bermuda Triangle, and he is eager to kill Tracey. Mustering up all her courage, Makenna must find a way to stop Tracey from becoming who he truly is. She has to help him defeat the Octopus Man himself if he is to change his fate. Both teens have high stakes, especially since Tracey could be one of the greatest threats in the entire Magic World. Who is Makenna? Who is Tracey? Most importantly, why must Makenna find her long-lost family member? It's so she can call herself a True Metamorphic Fairy. *** *Main tropes: bad boy, love triangle, and friends-to-lovers.* *Note: My writing style is 3rd-person omniscient, so please judge it accordingly. Thank you!* *Important: There is a non-graphic suicide attempt in Part Two of Chapter Sixty--just FYI, in case you'd like to skip that section.* Word Count: 150,000-200,000

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.

The forest was a labyrinth of shadows and secrets, where the full moon reigned like an indifferent goddess. Eliza moved forward with uncertain steps, her white dress torn by branches that seemed to want to trap her. The air was heavy with humidity and danger, and the sound of her ragged breathing was the only echo amidst the darkness. But she wasn't alone. She knew it. Lucian followed her, his steps as silent as a predator stalking its prey. His presence was an invisible weight looming over her, a bond she couldn't break no matter how hard she tried. When she finally stopped beside a clearing illuminated by the silver moonlight, he appeared from the shadows, his tall, dark figure projecting a threat impossible to ignore. "You always run," Lucian murmured, his voice low and dangerous, like the purr of a contained beast. "But I always find you." Eliza turned abruptly to face him, her blue eyes shining with a mixture of defiance and fear. Her heart was beating with uncontrolled force, but it wasn't only because of the danger he represented; it was because of the undeniable attraction burning between them, like a fire that couldn't be extinguished. "You can't keep doing this to me," she snapped, although her voice trembled. "You can't control me." Lucian smiled, that crooked smile that seemed to promise chaos and pleasure in equal measure. He took a step toward her, closing the distance between them with an ease that took her breath away. "Control you?" he asked softly, leaning toward her until his warm breath brushed her skin. "I don't need to control you, Eliza. You already belong to me." Eliza wanted to protest, but the words died in her throat when he raised a hand and stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. His touch was soft, almost reverent, but there was something dark behind that gesture, something that made every fiber of her being tense. "You are mine," Lucian whispered. "Even if you fight against it, even if you deny what you feel, you can't escape from me." Eliza closed her eyes, trying to block him out, but her body betrayed her mind. The connection between them was an invisible bond pulling her toward him, a bond so deep it seemed impossible to resist. When she opened her eyes again, she found him looking at her with an intensity that completely disarmed her. "This is wrong," she murmured, though her voice lacked strength. Lucian tilted his head toward her, his lips brushing hers in a gesture as tempting as it was dangerous. "The forbidden is always the sweetest," he whispered before capturing her lips in a fierce, claiming kiss. Eliza felt the world disappear around her. Only the two of them existed under the crimson moon, trapped in a dark and seductive game from which neither could escape.