enemiestolovers

I woke up in a hospital bed after a month in a coma with a scar on my temple, a hollow space in my mind, and an entire year of my life missing. They told me I was lucky to be alive. They told me it was just an accident. They told me not to strain myself trying to remember. My family hovered over me with warmth and concern, their affection almost suffocating as if they were terrified I would disappear again. Everyone treated me gently… everyone except my sister. Francesca never pretended to be relieved that I survived. If anything, she looked disappointed that I did. I thought adjusting to memory loss would be the hardest part of my recovery. I was wrong. One month after returning home, I was informed over breakfast....casually, as though discussing the weather.....that I would be getting married in two weeks. Not because I fell in love. Not because I chose to. But because my sister could not fulfill her obligation. And just like that, I became the replacement bride in a business alliance worth more than my entire existence. The funniest part? I did not even know the name of the man I was supposed to marry. Ohhh… I knew his name exactly one week before the wedding. Along with every intimidating detail about his family, their empire, their power, and the way markets trembled when they made decisions. Khaos Hawthorne. Heir to the Hawthorne Consortium. A dynasty built on dominance, precision, and ruthless intelligence. A man described as untouchable, controlled, and incapable of emotional weakness. To him, this marriage is a strategic move. To my family, it is salvation. To me… it is a life I cannot remember choosing. Because here is the truth no one speaks about: I do not remember who I was before the accident. I do not know what kind of woman I used to be. And I certainly do not know what kind of wife I am expected to become. But the first time Khaos Hawthorne and I truly looked at each other....something shifted in my chest. Something unfamiliar. My heart began to beat in a way I could not explain. In a way that felt dangerously real. This marriage was supposed to be a contract. A transaction. A carefully calculated alliance. So why does it feel like I am standing at the edge of something i can't control? And why do I have the unsettling feeling that my forgotten past is tied to my future in ways I have yet to uncover?

What happened the moment Yuri vanished from Drew’s house, blood staining his hands? Jay-jay’s world shatters into silence and guilt. Keifer burns with unspoken love and rage he can’t control. Section E’s unbreakable barkada starts cracking under secrets that refuse to stay buried. From midnight searches and heartbreaking confessions to kidnappings, comas, and betrayals that cut deeper than any knife — this is the extreme emotional storm fans have waited for. JayFer endgame. No forgiveness comes easy. No one escapes unscathed. Fan continuation after Chapter 386 (Checkmate). Inspired by eatmore2behappy’s original. Not official. Heavy angst → heart-wrenching comfort → ultimate healing. Buckle up.

Seventeen years ago, a storm tore through the city — and through eight-year-old Ryker Ashenfell’s life. A car accident caused by one of the most powerful families in the country left him orphaned, scarred, and permanently changed. The driver never faced consequences. The case disappeared. The truth was buried under wealth and influence. Ryker survived. But he never spoke again. Now twenty-five, tall and ghost-pale with white hair and ice-blue eyes, Ryker has spent years planning his revenge. The Vesta family built their empire on image and control — and he knows exactly how to fracture it. By taking their daughter. Eris Vesta has everything money can buy — except love. Born into luxury but treated as a quiet embarrassment because of her stutter, she has always been the unwanted shadow of a perfect family. When she is kidnapped, she expects fear. What she doesn’t expect is silence. What Ryker doesn’t expect is that no ransom comes. No desperate pleas. No negotiation. No search parties. Because the Vestas are not looking for her. As days turn into weeks, revenge begins to unravel. Eris carries guilt for a crime she never committed. Ryker clings to anger that no longer feels as solid as it once did. And in the stillness between captor and captive, something dangerous begins to grow — not from force, but from understanding. Two lives broken by the same family. Two hearts shaped by abandonment. One truth powerful enough to destroy everything. But when revenge gives way to choice, and silence finally breaks, the question becomes: Is justice worth more than love? Or are some fires meant to burn everything down?

​[DARK PSYCHOLOGICAL BL THRILLER / OBSESSION] Are you trying to destroy me, Yuyan?" The golden boy’s voice wasn't filled with fear, but a dark, breathless fascination. ""You made a monster. Now you have to live with him," Yuyan smiled, his beautiful face perfectly crafted for this very moment. Seven years ago, Xu Zhifan—the Nation's Heartthrob—staged a deadly fire just to win a sick bet. He wanted to see if the boy who loved him would walk into the flames to save him. The boy did. He thought the boy died in the ashes. He was wrong. Lin Yuyan survived. He built a new face from the ruins of the old one, spending seven years sculpting himself into exactly what Xu Zhifan finds beautiful. Now, Yuyan has returned with a singular, terrifying goal: To dismantle Zhifan's perfect life piece by piece. Career . Freedom. Sanity. Yuyan controls the narrative, the leaks, the slow erosion of a golden reputation. He is patient in the way only people who have lost everything can be. He expects the golden boy to break. He expects him to beg. But as the trap finally snaps shut, Yuyan realizes a terrifying truth: Zhifan isn't breaking. He's fascinated. And the monster Yuyan came back to destroy might just fall in love with the cage.

Devoted and hopeful in a three-year loveless marriage, Selina believed she would finally secure her husband Zane Kaius’s affection — or at least his attention — the moment she revealed her pregnancy to him. But everything shattered in a single night when Zane told her she was unfit to have a family with him. Only then did she realize she had been nothing more than a pawn all along — while he continued choosing another woman over her. A rebuffed wife with no identity. Betrayed and heartbroken, Selina decided to keep her little secret from Zane. She was determined to protect and raise her child alone, while reclaiming the life she had slowly lost. She wanted a divorce. Yet the same man who once rejected her now clings to her, unwilling to let her go at any cost. This time, however, Selina is no longer the woman who allows herself to be trampled on. .... _Except_ "What if there was already a child?" Selina's voice was small, desperate, stopping him in his tracks. "Wouldn't you give us a chance? I don't want a child to grow up in the shadows, Zane. Not like I did." "Then get rid of it," he declared, not turning around."Let me be clear, Selina: you will never be the mother of my child. Not now. Not ever."

She thought she was the victim of this story. She was wrong. Nicole married the city's most powerful CEO under duress — a contract signed by her parents, a cage built from a hundred million dollars. Her heart belonged to someone else: Kelvin, her childhood love, who had a plan to set her free. Steal from the safe. Take the car. Run. She did everything he asked. In a warehouse on the edge of the city, she learned what she actually was to Kelvin: a tool. A very expensive, very temporary tool. When he accelerated his car toward her, she had nothing left — no money, no plan, no person in the world who was on her side. Except one. John had followed her. John had watched from the shadows as she robbed him, fled him, ran to another man — and when the car came for her, he stepped in front of it. He died on a concrete floor holding a ring he'd never had the chance to give her, telling her the millions she'd stolen had always been hers to begin with. Five years of poverty. Five years of replaying that night. Five years until she collapsed at his grave in the freezing rain and whispered: if I could go back— She woke up in her wedding dress. The scars are gone. The clock reads 8:30 AM, February 25th, 2026. John is in the next hallway, alive and unsuspecting, bracing himself for a bride who despises him. He has no idea he married a woman who has already grieved him. She is done running. She is done being manipulated. And Kelvin — who has no idea that his carefully laid plan has already played out in front of an audience of one — is about to discover what it costs to underestimate a woman who has nothing left to lose and everything left to protect. He once stepped in front of a car for her. This time, she intends to make certain no car ever comes.

At fourteen, Eiravyne was branded by her father. She believed it was punishment for her flaws: her lack of beauty, her weakness, her unworthiness. Years later, after the slaughter of her entire family, Eiravyne learns the horrific reality: the burn was not born of cruelty alone, but part of a ritual, one that bound her to Duke Ilkar Skivarion, a cold and power-hungry Duke her family taught her to fear. Forced into engagement with the merciless Duke, Eiravyne is thrust into a world of dark politics and ruthless ambition. Her already fractured identity is torn further apart when she discovers that the family who raised her were not her blood. She is the last living heir of the Sangrevers, a feared and hated bloodline known for their seductive cunning, their hunger for power, and their destruction at the king’s command. But amid the betrayal and manipulation stands Urag Romani , the King's Sorcerer, her childhood friend, the only person she ever trusted . Like her, Urag was raised under the cruelty of her mother. Like her, he bears invisible scars. Fiercely loyal, yet wrapped in mystery. To survive, she must embrace the darkness of her lineage(her potent blood) or be destroyed by it. ******* Updates: 02 chapter /day Genre: fanatasy, enemies to lovers, childhood friends to lovers ,obssessive male lead, a lot of intimacy,powerful couple. Cover: is mine, it is commissioned, i don't alow anyone to use it . The art of this novel is also comissioned ------------------- Follow me on instagram: isaac_black2013 Discord server : https://discord.gg/VNH4pKgyT3 ko-fi page: https://ko-fi.com/isaacblack ------------------- Check out my other contracted works: For male lead: *First Stygian Diviner: Apocalypse *Villain's Supremacy For female lead: *I created the villain *The body we shared .

They called King Kaelen the most brutal Alpha to ever lead the Black Ridge Pack, until his own blood betrayed him, leaving him to die with thirty-two stabs to the heart. He expected the void of the afterlife. Instead, he wakes up a century later in the body of Linus, the useless third prince of the Blue Moon Kingdom. ​In this new world, Linus is nothing but a decorative pawn, a frail Omega sold to the enemy Emperor Fenrir to stop a war. To the court, Linus is a pathetic sacrifice. To his best friend, Silas, he is a rival who needs to be eliminated. To Fenrir, he is just another malnourished rabbit destined for a cage. ​But they’ve made a fatal mistake. ​The boy they see is a weakling, but the soul inside is a King who refuses to be submissive. Kaelen doesn't want a soft bed or a master; he wants his throne back. As he suppresses his Omega pheromones and unleashes a century-old bloodlust, the Iron Fang Empire realizes that their Omega concubine is actually the most dangerous man in the palace. ​The original Linus is dead. The man who replaced him is a monster in silk robes, and he’s ready to show the world that even in the body of an Omega, a King always rules. ​The Emperor wanted a mate to claim. He’s about to get a partner who might just conquer him instead.

Han Soorin thought landing the job of a lifetime—makeup artist for LUMEN, the hottest K-pop boy band in the world—would be her dream come true. Billboards, music shows, sold-out arenas… and her ultimate bias, Jung Haejin, standing just a breath away. But reality? A nightmare wrapped in designer clothes. Haejin, the flawless leader adored by millions, is nothing like the angelic idol Gleams worship. Offstage he’s cold, sharp-tongued, and impossible to please. The first words he throws at Soorin? A sneer at her “lack of manners” and a warning she won’t survive a week. Yet every day backstage pulls her deeper into their chaotic world—glittering stages, vicious rumors, obsessive fans, and the suffocating pressure of perfection. She sees the cracks in Haejin’s mask, the loneliness behind the spotlight… and against her better judgment, her hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. When a scandal threatens to destroy them both, Soorin must decide: walk away from the idol she swore to hate, or risk everything to stand by the man she never expected to possibly... love? ✨✨✨✨✨ [Chapter: 5-20 Update Daily] [Update schedule: 10+ comments or 2 reviews=1 Bonus chapter]

In the Blood moon Pack, Aurora Hale is the mistake everyone wishes never happened. Born wolf-less to a prestigious Alpha family, she’s the shameful daughter, the unwanted sister, the girl the pack forgets until they need someone to blame. For eighteen years, Aurora’s plan is simple: keep her head down, survive the cruelty, and run the moment she turns eighteen. But on the night of her birthday, everything falls apart. Her wolf finally awakens, late, wild, and marked. And the mate bond snaps into place with brutal clarity. Her mate is Kade Blackthorn: the next Alpha, her sister’s beloved fiancé… and the boy who made her life a living hell. Aurora wants nothing from him. Not his pity. Not his protection. And definitely not his love. She’s spent a lifetime learning how to live without being wanted, she refuses to chain herself to the wolf who once enjoyed watching her break. Kade, however, is discovering a new kind of torment: needing the one girl who would rather burn their bond than accept it. With the pack watching, secrets unravelling, and a dangerous mark on Aurora’s skin that could rewrite the laws of their world, walking away won’t be easy. He can’t live without her. She refuses to live for him. Between them lies a bond that feels a lot like war. Can something so broken ever be remade into love, or will the wolf she hates drag them both past the point of no return?

"Your Touch crossed beyond my Flesh—even drawing the MaRRow.... from my Bones — left wounds that could UnDo me…" Existence turns into 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 HIM and I . "Sevgilim… you killed your deer—it trusted you enough to die in your hands." A LoVe StoRY with No HEART...

Lyra’s project was stolen when she was young, ruining her dreams. She joins the police academy to never feel powerless again. Years later, she meets the thief, now a smart criminal. They fight and tease each other, hating one another at first. Forced to work together against mafia and corrupt cops, they slowly move from enemies to lovers. Secrets come out, walls fall, and they finally fall in love.

Leo Marchand, a 22-year-old French economics student, wakes up in the body of Kurō Saitō — a former yakuza member he knows nothing about. His hands are covered in blood. A knife. A dead woman on the floor. And sirens closing in. He doesn't know who she is. He doesn't know what happened. He doesn't even know if Kurō killed her — or if someone made it look that way. What he does know : Inspector Rei Asakura just walked through the door. She's cold, sharp, and she's looking at him like she knows exactly who he is. She doesn't. Not anymore. |TAGS:*Transmigration *Thriller *Romance *Mystery *Double Identity *Enemies to Lovers *Yakuza *Investigation *Urban *Male Lead *Slow Burn *Tokyo

..."Fucking take my cock like a good little slut." Jenna could only sob and cling to his shoulders as he fucked her into the mattress, too overwhelmed by sensation to do anything else. She could feel Alex behind her, suddenly, rubbing his own sticky cock between her ass cheeks, teasingly. "Please," she whimpered brokenly. "Need you both..." One midnight train ride turned Jenna into a dripping, hole-wrecked mess. A brutal stranger fucked her raw in the aisle until she squirted across the seats. A bathroom quickie left another man’s cum leaking down her thighs. Then the Syndicate came for her. Now she’s collared, caged, and passed between powerful men who stretch every hole past breaking. Electro-clamped nipples, inflating plugs, double-cock DP marathons, throat-fucked until she’s crying cum-bubbles, and public gangbangs while strangers watch and film. She was supposed to escape. Instead, she begs to be filled again… and again… and again. Begging unleashes hell; electro-clamps fry swollen tits to gushing orgasms; inflating plugs stretch pussy/ass to tearing screams; caged like a bitch as Master's paddle cracks welts bloody-red. MMF savagery explodes, where dual cocks grind through her thin walls in DP creampie marathons, throat-bulging face-fucks choke her on twin loads, and every hole is plugged, leaking and stuffed in endless breed-chains. Collaring brands her eternal Syndicate cum-pet, public gangbangs, zap-torture squirts, and piss-soaked submission. Raw, relentless, and hole-ruining ecstasy. Will Jenna escape the Syndicate's cock-collar... or beg to be their forever-drenched fucktoy?... Or get trapped back to David?

“You look like a cursed, weak, and forgotten son of Drakonia.” Ero gasped audibly. “My lady!” He moved to speak again, but Ashen raised a hand and stopped him. “Coming from someone who can’t see,” Ashen said dryly, “don’t you think that’s quite the overestimation?” Lumina smiled, then moved closer to him. Ashen stiffened at her action. She shouldn't have known exactly where he stood, yet her steps brought her directly before him. “I am blind,” she said quietly, “but I am not weak or stupid. Let’s make a deal.” Ashen’s eyes narrowed. “What kind of deal?” “Two years,” she said, her voice unwavering. “You help me find the one person who can restore my sight… and in return, I will help you gain recognition in this realm.” ******** Blinded, by her late mother so as to protect her from the evil ones, she lives the life of an outcast and is underestimated. Princess Lumina hides dangerous secrets behind her calm grace. In the shadows of court betrayal, she’s forced to outwit her enemies, even if it's her own family. While across the realm, Ashen, the cursed prince of Drakonis, drinks to forget a life of disdain and is also known as the weak one. But when a mysterious girl brushes past him, unseen something inside him awakens. A heartbeat that isn’t his, it’s the first time this is happening, he wants her and he must get her.

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.

To werewolves, humans are maggots. Aurora is a human trapped in a brutal pack, betrayed by her lover, sold into marriage with a man twice her age, and now accused of the ultimate sin: stealing the Moon Core, the relic that once chained the Wolf God Lycaon himself. The Lycans descend upon her. Four ruthless sons of Lycaon; the Scions of Sin. Greed. Pride. Lust. Wrath. Each brother is one of the Original Sins made flesh. Each will sacrifice anything to keep their father imprisoned forever. The Moon Core is their only weapon and now a fragile human has absorbed it. To them, Aurora is vermin. A thief. A disposable tool. But the Core is alive inside her, awakening powers she was never meant to wield. The brothers who swore to destroy her begin to crave her—body, soul, and every shattered piece in between. Now they face the impossible: kill the maggot who could end their race… or surrender to the woman destined to unravel their empire and them. •Morally grey MLs • Enemies to lovers • Dark reverse harem • possessive alphas • betrayal & revenge • Angst • Smut (the Moon Core isn’t the only thing pulsing inside her)

“Just how fucked up can life get?” On the night meant to celebrate her engagement, Nyra found out. She caught her fiancé in bed, not with another woman, but another man. The betrayal didn’t just shatter her heart. It exposed the lie she’d been living… and the family who cared more about appearances than her pain. Humiliated. Slapped. Blamed. That same night, drunk and unraveling, she made one reckless mistake. One wrong room. One stranger. One choice that changed everything. Disowned and cast out, Nyra vanished with nothing but her pride and a promise to never be powerless again. She rebuilt herself from ashes into something sharper... a woman no one could break twice. Years later, she returns. Just a wedding. Just closure. Just one visit. That’s what she tells herself. But some cities remember your sins. And some men never stop hunting what was once theirs. Especially the kind who can destroy you… and make you beg for it. ********** “Stay far away from me,” he said quietly. Not a warning... a promise. “My world isn’t made for someone like you, Nyra.” I stepped closer anyway. “Then maybe I’m done being safe.” His jaw tightened, something dark flashing in his eyes. “You have no idea what you’re asking for. Once you step into my world…” His voice dropped. “There’s no leaving it untouched.” I smiled, slow and reckless, looping my arm around his neck. “Then don’t let me leave untouched.” My lips brushed his, a whisper meant to tempt. “Take me, Kael,” I breathed. “I want to get ruined by you.

~In a world ruled by blood and power, love is the most dangerous move of all.~ Isabella Moretti has spent her life knowing two things. Loyalty is everything, and the Romano family is the enemy. Especially Dante Romano. He always seemed cold, sharp and untouchable.The kind of man who doesn’t look at girls like her even when they shared the same halls, the same classrooms, the same stolen glances she swore he never noticed. Then he disappeared. Five years later, he returns not as the boy she once knew but as something far more dangerous. And when Isabelle's world falls apart, the last person she expects to claim her is Dante. Not to save her. Not to comfort her. But to possess her and no one is allowed to touch what he claims. He tells himself she’s just leverage, a necessary move in a deadly game of power. Keeping her close ensures the enemy cannot touch her… or use her. But proximity is a dangerous thing. Because Isabella has always known the fire beneath his ice. And Dante is about to discover that the girl he once ignored is no longer a naive school crush. She’s sharp, fearless, and far too intoxicating to keep at arm’s length. ~Isabella is supposed to be a leverage, a strategic move in a ruthless war. Instead, she becomes his weakness.~

Linda Gilbert’s fall was well planned and cruel. One moment, she was a top model, adored by brands and envied by many. Next, she was branded a homewrecker, wrongly accused and framed by someone who wanted to destroy her. The scandal spread overnight, tearing her career apart completely. Her father disowned her and left her with nowhere to turn. She wandered the streets under the hot sun, lost and exhausted, only to be hit by a car and land in the hospital. That was when Linda learned the car that almost killed her belonged to the scariest CEO that everyone feared. His assistant believed she had deliberately thrown herself in front of the car, assuming she had fallen too low and had nowhere else to go… just like another desperate woman trying to force her way into his boss’s life. But Linda knew she wasn’t chasing power. What was happening to her wasn’t her fault, and the accident was nothing but a cruel coincidence. As if looking down on her wasn’t enough, she was offered a contract meant for a random woman like her. Under normal circumstances, she would have slapped it back in their faces and spat on it. But she had no choice. She forced herself to sign a harsh contract marriage for one year, with no love or affection, in exchange for the one thing she needed the most, to clear her name… As Linda stepped into a life she never wanted, she set her heart on one goal… revenge. While the world believed she married for power, she remained unbothered, quietly taking control of her life on her own terms. What she never expected…Was that the man who wrote the rules would be the first to break them?