enemiestolovers

Faye and her elder brother return to town after years away. Adjusting isn’t easy, not with his personal troubles and not in a place that no longer feels like home. Everything feels strange. Different. Like she doesn’t belong. On her first day back, she clashes with a girl they meet by accident, and the encounter ends badly. The next morning, Faye walks into her new school only to discover that the same girl is not just anyone… she’s the Alpha of the pack and the school’s princess. Now they’re forced into the same space every day. They become enemies instantly, constantly getting on each other’s nerves. Pride clashes. Neither of them is willing to back down. Until one reckless night changes everything. They wake up in each other’s arms. Both agree it was a mistake. It never happened. It will never happen again. But what happens when proof is left behind? Faye discovers she’s carrying the Alpha Princess’s baby. Now two people who can’t stand each other must decide, will they keep fighting, or will they learn to stand together for the child that binds them? [Content Warning This story may contain explicit adult content, including violence, killing, bloodshed, and other mature themes. Some chapters may not include specific warnings.] Thank you for reading my book.

After her inexplicable death in her sleep, Kurokawa Saki was thrown into the Death Game section selection. Receiving information that there are 12 players with various different IDs, she quickly found out how unreliable most of them were. Moreover, half of them were in the Red party and the other half was in the Black Party. So the werewolves game has started. Moreover, the game still gave them inexplicable missions from time to time. Kurokawa Saki: “...” It's so exciting. When the mainline started and the ‘dead’ players received new ID, they had just realized the game was driving them further and further away in various ‘fun’ scenarios. … [No. 1]: I know that I'm the member of the organization on the surface but what the hell is this task of dancing in the nightclub? Moreover, I'm being hit on and could only run away. That blond haired bartender has been glaring at me! [No. 2]: My second ID is a high school student and I transferred to Teitan High School. Due to the mission to get Sonoko's sister's phone number, I had to play with these two students and Conan has been glaring at me, ah, ah! [No. 3]: My first ID is a killer, the second one is a serial killer, and the third one is a drug dealer. Can't you give me a normal identity? I didn't even dare to come out of my house now! [No. 4]: I'm a police officer, but I'm not even as good as an elementary school student in solving cases. And what do you mean that I'm just a violent police officer, huh? Watch me break the telephone pole, you b*stard! + 8 more people. … After a few scenarios, everyone came to the same conclusion The players: This game is too hard! Not only do they have to act in accordance with their ID card, they also have to complete various strange missions. So… let's make trouble :) When the vice leader of their group sees what they have been doing through their daily share in the chat…. Public Security Officer [5]: … NO, What the hell is wrong with you? One of you is fighting with Shuichi Akai and the other one is fighting with Furuya Rei? You even earn exclusive titles from them! You two are on the freaking Red Side! The two troublemakers: Hehe, sorry, Vice Leader, we're under too much pressure and fighting can enhance ‘friendship.’ Public Security Officer [5]: No, your exclusive titles from them show how much they hated you. And when he tried to calm down, he found out the others are not any better. [6]: Wow, it's so fragrant to tease this pink haired post graduate school student~ [7]: Ah, I nearly died in the hands of Gin… when can I receive the death script QAQ [8]: Let me fight the FBI again. I'm itching to fight. [9]: Why do I have to be the attending doctor of the main characters, ah… [10]: Oh, I just threatened Vermouth [11]: Oops, Conan is glaring at me for teasing Ran [12]: Hey, this female announcer is really nice. I felt bad for lying to her. As the only serious one, no. 5 just wanted to say one thing: [5]: …Destroy it. I'm tired. … Note 1: There’ll be OOC and the character's interpretation might not be correct. A lot of original characters in the world’s settings, playing for fun and all. (more wines and police officers, a few original cases, and the player group’s self made case) Note 2: There will be a lot of personal subjective thoughts in the article. If you have any parts that you don’t agree with, please stop the loss in by clicking the arrow on the upper left corner in time. Thank you for your cooperation. Note 3: The style is mixed between comedy and tragedy… you’ve been warned Note 4: This is a fan fiction, I don't own the characters belonging to the comic. I only made a few original characters for the sake of the story Note 5: I made this more for myself and for fun so eh, don't expect too much

Lucien's control was fraying. He watched Elian's shoulders shake, watched fat tears roll down those flushed cheeks as the younger man tried—and failed—to hold back broken sobs. The sight should have disgusted him. Instead, it ignited something feral in his chest. "Be quiet, Elian," Lucien warned, voice low and strained. Elian's head snapped up, eyes blazing through the tears. "No! I will not be quiet!" His voice cracked, raw and defiant. "I demand you let me go. Set me—ah!" Lucien moved before he could think. In one brutal motion, he slammed Elian against the nearest wall, the impact knocking the breath from both of them. Elian's back hit stone with a dull thud, his wrists pinned above his head by one of Lucien's large hands. "Be quiet," Lucien hissed again, forehead pressed against Elian's, their breaths mingling hot and desperate. Elian whimpered, twisting uselessly in his grip. "You monster… you—" Lucien's mouth crashed down on his. It wasn't gentle. It wasn't a kiss—it was a claim. Hard, punishing, devouring. Elian gasped into it, the sound swallowed instantly as Lucien pressed closer, body caging him completely against the cold wall. The taste of salt from Elian's tears mixed with something sweeter, something that made Lucien's blood roar. Elian struggled for half a second… then his lips parted on a broken moan. Lucien pulled back just enough to growl against his mouth, "I said be quiet." But Elian—trembling, furious, aching—only whispered back, voice wrecked: "Make me." **** Some truths are worth killing for. ​Son of a traitor, Elian Morel was meant to burn in the Duke's dungeon. Instead, the ruthless Duke Lucien pulls him from the darkness and keeps him locked in his private wing—close enough to watch, to touch, to break. Elian hides a dangerous gift: with one touch, he can drag out the truth behind any lie. Lucien is cold precision and merciless control, a man bound by a royal betrothal and secrets of his own. But the more he tries to possess Elian, the more his iron restraint begins to crack. In a world of court intrigue and deadly politics, their charged proximity turns into something darker—something hungry. Every defiance, every forced confession, every lingering gaze pushes them closer to the edge. Between captor and captive, hatred and desire, a forbidden bond begins to form. One that could destroy them both. Power, obsession, and a love that defies the throne.

[WARNING: MATURED CONTENT (R18)] Penelope Anderson, long past the age society deems “marriageable” and burdened by rumor, devotes herself to securing a perfect match for her younger sister after experiencing an unsuccessful courtship. Everything proceeds as planned until Lord Anthony Ravenport, a notorious rake she once met under scandalous circumstances, becomes her sister’s most promising suitor. Though Penelope knows he is dangerously unsuitable, his status makes him impossible to refuse. As tensions rise, so does an undeniable attraction between Penelope and Anthony, one that threatens to ruin not only her sister’s future, but the fragile reputation of their entire family. *** “Why do you despise me so much that you consider everything I do unworthy of your blessings!” he demanded, eyes bright with frustration and restrained fury. “Because you are unworthy of one!” she yelled back, her gaze holding the same frustration as his. “You’re unworthy to be a husband, unworthy of my sister, unworthy of love, unworthy of everything! Your presence is only making things worse for Franseca,” “And your presence isn’t?!” he spat back, his composure gradually dwindling as seconds passed. “Just because you think you’re better off unmarried doesn’t make her one. She shows interest in me as much as I do her!” “Oh, is that so?” She countered, mockery and disbelief laced in her tone. “I know men like you. And men like you thrive on pity and selfishness, believing women to be nothing else but breeders and assets! How dare you speak of interest when all you think of is what benefit my sister possesses!” “I know women like you,” he retorted, keeping his voice likewise. “Women whose conclusions are based on personal grudges. Women who are blinded by rage, envy, and jealousy, disguised under safety. Women whose hearts are hardened by grief and sorrow, and all they can think of is affecting other people’s lives!” “How dare you,” Penelope seethed, expression cold in fury and her gaze heated in cold rage. No one has ever talked to her the way he did, and it annoyed her to such an extent that she could barely recognize herself anymore. “Oh, are you pained?” he snorted, mockery plastered in his expression. They were so close, so improperly close that their breath fanned against each other, eyes brightened in rage, chest rising and falling from such pressure. But neither of them seemed to realize. “You are… insufferable!” She spat. “And you’re… aggravating!” he returned, hot breath matching hers, as their chest rose and fell in exasperation. For a moment, the world revolved around heated glares and venomous expressions. Finally, those pair of grey eyes left the storm of dark-brown ones, descending on her lips that were only an inch away. Sensing his diverted attention, her breath stuttered in response, eyes descending against those inviting lips in return. Penelope’s heart raced wildly, breath puffing furiously as she swallowed the lump down her throat, unconsciously wetting her lips. “S-Stay away… from my sister,” She said, words barely above a whisper. Her heart raced, echoing in her ears, causing her to feel dizzy. His eyes darkened as they remained on those inviting lips. “You’ll be the end of me,” he whispered back. And in the blink of an eye, his lips crashed against hers. *** PS: BASED ON HISTORICAL SETTINGS AND TIMELINE. #Slowburnromance #enemiestolovers A/N: There will be slow updates for now, until I conclude “Surrendered To The Lord Of Sin”. Although this is my entry for WSA 2026. Thank you for trying this out!

He fell in love with the bastard. ........ Rai Est, a 33-year-old high school teacher, was suddenly transferred to Silverlake High School, a tiny school buried in the countryside. With only a few days to settle into his new life, Rai struggled to find a place to stay. Fortunately, the kind principal, understanding his situation, offered him a place in a house he owned and rent out. But Rai quickly learnt he wouldn't be living alone. Sharing a house wasn't supposed to be a big deal. A roommate or a housemate sounded harmless enough. Well…no. It's bad. Very bad... Because the person he has to share the house with turned out to be someone he already knows. Zade Grey... ZADE FUCKING GREY! They shared scars, fights, curses and a lot of 'nice memories' from their school days. It must be fate. After almost fifteen years, the ultimate enemies are reunited. And, one is very excited...

[The End of the Main Body] She's a distressed heiress with nowhere to go; he's a high-up business tycoon. In the dark, he coldly says, "You're nothing but a tool to me." Yet, her figure haunts his dreams night after night. Five years later, a cute child falls from heaven. Abducted by a mischievous child, she wakes up to find her small bun turned into an enlarged version of the domineering CEO. A certain man shamelessly says, "An Ziqi, you must take responsibility for me." A certain woman calmly replies, "Sorry, but your warranty has expired. I bear no responsibility." Small bun says, "Dad, I've successfully captured mom. Free shipping!" No abuse in this doting story, the male and female leads are pure in mind and body!

She sneaked into his house, intending only to use his finger to make a fingerprint. Little did she expect that her plan to steal a chicken would end up losing a handful of rice. During a certain party, when someone asked what was good about Mo Nanjue, Tong Ran, thoroughly enjoying her meal, overlooked the figure behind her and blurted out, "He's filthy rich!" As soon as she got home and was about to open the door, someone blocked her at the entrance. "I heard you like that I'm filthy... rich?" Tong Ran's face turned red. "Mo Nanjue, you have no shame!" [Published under the title "Never Forget Your Original Aspiration, Grant You Morning and Evening," it's available in print; feel free to buy and add to your collection~] [The main story is complete, and side stories are still updating, so dive in with confidence~]

Some stories start off like a fairytale. Some start off mediocre. Phoebe's started with untold tragedies. With a burning desire for freedom. A father who hates her. Where she’s taught neglect and abuse is love. She will stop at nothing to escape and reach her dreams. Taeyung was a boy raised to be a monster. A man with a deadly obsession. Where power through fear and blood became a second language. Her fire, her bite, her strength. It was a trap and he fell right in. Consumed by a desperation to own her. He’d burn the world for her. Tear down empires. Nothing will stop him. He would have her or no one else would. —————————————————— *This is a slow burn, enemies to lovers, Cinderella story with a kick ass female lead, who breaks through your typical narrative. The male lead is toxic and has a lot of growth to make but he does grow! So give him a chance, he may impress you* ~Please Check Auxiliary Chapters for Trigger Warnings, Photos, and Terms to know~

Lena Schneider, a relentless 19-year-old judoka, earns her place at the World Championships in Japan, where she must face her fiercest rival, Ava Morales. Training abroad for a month, Lena pushes herself to the limit—until she meets a Japanese fighter who begins to challenge more than just her strength.

We all know how it goes. The CEO falls for the 5'9, soft-spoken, brown-eyed girl with a smile untouched by the world. Love at first glance. A fairytale written in bold. Meanwhile, the woman who loved him first Who knew his silence, his shadows, his worst days is pushed aside. They call her jealous. Obsessive. A villain. And the story ends with applause for the innocent girl and the powerful man. A happy ending? You’re wrong. Kashi loved him first. She loved him loud, recklessly, with her whole soul. And then she arrived. Perfect smile. Soft voice. Brown eyes. The kind of girl the world bends for without asking why. He looked at her once and that was enough to erase years. Kashi didn’t lose him quietly. She lost him publicly. Humiliated. Replaced. Turned into a meme. A punchline. So she disappeared. For one year, Kashi buried herself. And while the world moved on, someone else was watching. Chaos. He watched from the shadows. obsessive, patient, dangerous in the way only quiet men are. She never noticed him. So he waited. Now Kashi is back. Not to beg. Not to compete. Not to play the villain in someone else’s love story. She’s back to rewrite the narrative. The CEO she loved since childhood doesn’t want her? Fuck him. The world laughed when she broke? Let it burn. And as Kashi rebuilds, stronger, colder, sharper. she starts to notice something strange. Who exactly is X? And why does he kneel like a loyal dog when she calls his name?

What happens when a scandal destroys your career... but gives you a second chance at life? Bai Ju wakes up in the hospital with more than just injuries, his entire life has turned upside down. He is now Mo Fei, a beautiful but disgraced star drowning in scandals, hate, and endless rumors. Once a nobody, Bai Ju suddenly finds himself trapped in the body of the very celebrity the world wants to see fall. But Bai Ju is nothing like the weak and helpless Mo Fei people once knew. Armed with sharp wit, fearless confidence, and absolutely zero patience for nonsense, Bai Ju decides to flip the script. If the world wants drama, he'll give them a show they will never forget. As he begins rebuilding Mo Fei's shattered career, one unexpected figure keeps appearing in his life, Zhang Yichen, a famous actor and model whose beauty, power, and influence could make or break anyone in the entertainment industry. Caught in a world of ruthless industry politics, viral scandals, jealous rivals, and a romance that burns hotter than the spotlight itself, Bai Ju must fight to prove one thing: He is not the same person the world once hated. And this time... he refuses to lose. Because when a sassy idol meets a dangerous powerhouse, the entire industry is about to be turned upside down.

Ms. Scott used to have a terrible reputation, and nobody wanted to marry her. She had no choice but to find herself a temporary husband. They agreed this was only an act, but why did this man follow her around all day long? "Honey, it's too cold tonight. I want to hold you while we sleep..." After getting married, Ms. Scott was no longer bullied. In fact, the tables had turned. Those who bullied her had no choice but to apologize to her for what they did in the past. Just as she sighed in relief and was prepared to get a divorce, he pulled her into his arms. "Honey, who else bullied you in the past? I'll deal with them. You can do whatever you want. I'll always support you. Don't worry. "Hmm. I guess the divorce isn't going to work out. There was also a child who wrapped his arms around her legs and called her Mommy. Could anybody tell her when she gave birth to a child?

Laura Charles has to keep her head down. To work. To keep her carefully built walls up. Because last time they weren't? She lost everything. Now, coming to work as a ladies' maid for a noble family, she has to walk the delicate line between the wings, carefully concealing her past. She can't let anything shake her. Aleksi Kazarin is in a new country. A new house. One where he doesn't speak the language and they aren't exactly welcoming. He thinks this was a colossal mistake, until she arrives. A stuck up woman who has absolutely no interest in him? What could be more fun than to get on her nerves? They're terrible for each other, and yet, neither of them seems to be able to stay away.

He was born different, and he did not want the throne. But sometimes, life is all about fate, and inevitability. Or a grandpa whose scheme extends beyond his grave. . . . Their first meeting? She broke into his apartment and tied him to a chair. Of course she got what she wanted, but not the last laugh, ending up tied to him in what could only be called a forced engagement. After all, only if she was his other half should she share his misfortune with him, right? Right? So… “Grandp– Grandpa, you have screwed me over.” “Of course not.” “But–” “No but. You are my favorite grandson, how can I not want what is best for you?” “You tied me to the woman who tortured me and most probably planned to kill me! And you say that is the best for me?” “Oh, don't overdramatize things, grandson. We both know you just played along.” “...” “Anyway, the red string has already been tied. There is nothing that can be done anymore.” “Gramps–” “Shuuut, go away. I’m already dead, stop bothering me.” “Gramps–” “There, there… Go, fate is waiting for you.” “Arghhh… Damn you, old man!!!” “Hehehe… You will thank me later.” "ARGHHHHH!!! DAMN YOU OLD MAN!!!” ..... On Webnovel, Scribble Hub, Wattpad, and RoyalRoad.

After so many years of matchmaking, Tian Shi, the angel of love, still failed to find a love match for Hui Long. Frustrated, the young angel resorted to drinking away his sorrows. “I curse you! You… you loveless human!!! Arghhh!!!” Tian Shi shouted at the heavens. “You cold-hearted man!! Turn into a pig!!!! At least then I can eat you.” But little did he know his words came true. Hui Long, who was currently walking home after his dinner meeting, suddenly felt a pain in his gut. The next second, he changed into a small pink piglet. ‘Huh? What? Who?’ the little pig, lost in the middle of the busy city, looked around dazedly. “Ah, a pig…” Tian Shi picked up the little lost creature and held it up to his face. Unceremoniously, he separated the pig's legs and giggled. “Oh, you're a boy.” The pig let out a loud squeal. ‘Where are you looking, you absurd!!!’ Not understanding the pig language, the young angel giggled. “I'll call you Little Gold. Let's go home. After you are all grown up, I'll make you into pig trotters~” That is how our protagonist got cursed into a pig and kidnapped by a lunatic love angel.

Dropped.

​"Dear Father, you taught me how to be a monster. It is only fair that you are the one to taste my monstrosity." ​Olivia Luceron was the perfect tool for her father, the Duke of Tharon. For years, she played the role of the devoted daughter, acting as a spy within her own marriage to dismantle her husband’s power and surrender his secrets. Her reward for such loyalty? A cold dungeon, a mutilated body, and a walk of shame through the streets of the Imperial Capital. ​She died hating the man she once worshipped, and grieving for the husband she had systematically destroyed. Duke Matthias—the man she treated with nothing but icy indifference—was the only one who stayed faithful to her until his final breath. ​But death was not the end. ​When Olivia opens her eyes, she finds herself back in time, exactly one year before her tragic end. Her platinum hair is unblemished, her skin is free of scars, and the husband she betrayed stands before her once again—with those same cold eyes, devoid of any warmth. ​In this life, Olivia seeks neither forgiveness nor love; she has long since lost faith in both. She has only one purpose: to play the "Perfect Wife" to atone for her sins, while systematically annihilating the Tharon bloodline—the very lineage that turned her into a monster before discarding her. ​She will wear the mask of ice the world expects to hide a heart of fire. But as she navigates a world of lethal poisons and imperial intrigue, she realizes that the silent Duke she once ignored hides a truth far more deadly than the House of Tharon itself. ​The hunt has begun. And this time, Olivia is no longer the prey—she is the hunter.

Fates entangled - Synopsis “The unavoidable pyre is the one built from desires, so always be prepared to burn.” . . . He was a playboy living the life he wanted, with everything going his way. She was an actress living the life she had fought for, with the future shining bright for her. They have never met, and their lives should have never intersected. Only, their lives did intersect… and they met. That day, she broke into his apartment and tied him to a chair for that small box that held the key to a whole empire. He smiled, laughed, and joked, until he could not laugh anymore, because suddenly, their fates were now entangled, all because of a red string, all because of an old man who left one last gift for his beloved grandson, along with one last infuriating message: ‘Kid, fate is a marvelous thing, but it has never been kind to you. However, what one can not do, two will be able to. Even against the world, together, you will be able to stand. With the red string tied, your fates are now entangled, like two sides of the same coin, sharing pain and joy, fortune and misfortune. Of course, there is nothing that can't be undone. You will just need to find out the how by yourself, then get the true treasure. Till then, beware of the full moon. Hehe…’ Yeah, a very infuriating message indeed. Then nothing wanted to go his way anymore. _ _ _ _ _ _ Their first meeting? She broke into his apartment and tied him to a chair. Of course she got what she wanted, but not the last laugh, ending up tied to him in what could only be called a forced engagement. After all, only if she was his other half would she share his misfortune with him, right? Shackles, heirship, legacy, and life, some things to be fought against, others to be fought for, because maybe he didn't know, or maybe he did, that the last misfortune was coming for him, even though he… never drank blood… or maybe precisely because he never did. ..... On Webnovel, Scribble Hub, Wattpad, and RoyalRoad.

Journee, an NYPD officer and Archer, an FBI agent are after a common mafia boss, but they don’t know it. They cross each other’s path at every corner and involuntarily destroy each other chances to make a case against him. Each unknowingly keeps sabotaging the other. If they get a chance, they will kill each other. Finally, they decide to work together to put him behind bars and… fall in love.