enemiestolovers

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

His deadline was a wife. Hers was his death. Their contract just got... complicated. As the sole heir to the powerful Blacks fortune, Ezekiel ultimatum is simple: marry a suitable woman in one month or watch his legacy be dismantled. In a moment of rebellion, he escapes to the city's most exclusive underworld club, where he's captivated by Jennie , a pole dancer whose grace hides a lethal precision. When a violent altercation erupts, Ezekiel acts on instinct, saving her life. It's a chivalrous mistake. Jennie isn't a damsel in distress—she's a ghost, an assassin who just botched his kill. Now, bound by a secret more dangerous than any prenup, they enter a façade of matrimony. He needs a bride to secure his wealth. She needs a cover to survive her guild. But in this gilded cage of lies, the most dangerous threat isn't the enemies at the gate... it's the slow, undeniable burn between hunter and prey.

"When the sky cracks open, only a few are foolish enough to run towards the chaos." Being transmigrated wasn't in Reis’ bucket list. Being so in a godforsaken world with danger lurking everywhere? Not even in his nightmare journal. Reis wasn't going to be a part of that group. Not in a million years. If he were to be the last hope of humanity, humanity was done for. That was a known fact. So how is he supposed to react when his soul is literally dragged out into a void and forced into a foreign body? Or when a blue screen of doom tried to convince him that everything was exactly how it was supposed to be? What about the creature calling himself his guardian despite not even knowing how to hold a human right side up? More than anything, why is he in line for the throne? Surely, he had run out of luck. But that didn't mean he was foolish enough to play hero. No. Reis just had to wait. Until the royal family let their guard down, and he had enough money to escape far away. But how is he supposed to escape from this so-called guardian again, at least before losing the last shred of dignity? Well, not anytime soon. *** Antihero, bitter MC X Villainous, transcend level ML.

Jim Oliver is the golden boy of his community—vibrant, well-liked, and the pride of his devout Christian family. Since the age of eleven, Jim has been under the strict tutelage of his father, a pastor at the Grace Covenant Church, grooming him to inherit the same mantle of faith and service. For Jim, the path of righteousness is narrow, clear, and absolute. That clarity vanishes with the arrival of his older cousin, Mauwa Gene. Sent to live with the Olivers while attending a nearby university, Mauwa is a magnetic presence that Jim cannot reconcile with his world. While Jim is friendly to everyone else, he treats Mauwa with a cold, desperate distance. To Jim, Mauwa is a walking paradox: simultaneously attractive and repulsive. The closer Mauwa gets, the more Jim feels the foundations of his religious upbringing tremble. Terrified that this infatuation is a "distraction" that will compromise his soul and his father's expectations, Jim takes drastic measures to silence his heart—including forcing himself into a relationship with a girlfriend he doesn't truly want. Yet, no matter how harshly Jim pushes him away, Mauwa refuses to leave his side. As the tension between them nears a breaking point, Jim is forced to confront a haunting question: Is he running from his cousin, or is he running from a version of himself he was never allowed to meet?

She was his dead brother's mate. By tradition, she now belonged to him. It was an arranged marriage neither of them wanted. All she had to do was be his breeder, part her legs and bear him sons. But Prince Ruin was cruel. And every day was a rejection from Ruin, a constant humiliation ritual to remind her once more that she was nothing but a warm c*nt and a womb to bear his children. One day, after a betrayal too jarring to bear, Guinevere Laurent decided she'd had enough. She abandoned her duties as Princess and fled from her mad groom under a different identity, with a secret she hoped no one else would discover. Only to get run over by a popular billionaire Alpha, Draven, who had been in town for a visit. Five years later, Guinevere is a stable business owner and engaged to Alpha Draven who treats her like she is his world. But Ruin won't have it that his bride got away from him. When he finally finds Guinevere after five long years of searching, it is at the wedding altar, about to be bound to another man, and with a little boy with fangs, calling her "Mom." And Ruin does the only thing that seems right in his books. He abducts his runaway breeder from her wedding. "Forgive me, Vi," he says. I tilt my head. "Get on your knees." He sinks to his knees, gazing up at me with hooded eyes as I strut over to where he kneels. I delve my fingers into his hair and push him down to my heels. "Kiss my feet." His head lowers, but instead, he grips my calves and brings his lips between my legs. "How about I kiss you here instead?" His mouth brushes against my heat. "Will you forgive me then?" Warning: The male lead is both the villain and the hero. There will be other men you ship with the female lead out of fear for her life and mental health. But Ruin is a constant you must get used to. Because he's always there. Ruin is essential in the way Chaos is, and if there is one thing I promise you, it is that you will come to crave him, too. Because normal is boring. This is a dark, erotic romance. Open it at your own risk. Don't say I didn't warn you. Now that you've decided to ignore my warning, please, by all means, enjoy.

The world didn’t end with fire or thunder. It ended in silence. Elara Vane has seen the sky turn gray, the streets crumble, and magic die in the ashes of the capital. At the heart of the apocalypse stands Lucien Ashfall, the man who shattered the world and the one she can’t decide if she should fear… or forgive. When the final seal falls and timelines fracture, Elara faces a truth she cannot escape: survival isn’t about strength alone, it’s about choice. And some choices come with a price too high to bear. Thrown back to the world before the end, with everything impossibly restored and Lucien laughing under a blue, untouched sky, Elara knows what she must do. This time, she won’t hesitate. She will stop him, even if it means defying fate, forsaking love, and walking a path darker than any apocalypse she has ever known. The end may be inevitable, but who decides what comes after?

Princess Lydia Valenrose has everything: status, beauty, and three perfect suitors chosen to secure her kingdom’s future. But as the day of her engagement draws near, she uncovers the dark secrets of the men who claim to love her unconditionally. Faced with a choice she never wanted to make, Lydia decides to defy everyone’s expectations. On the day she was meant to choose her partner for life, the princess disappears.

He rejected me in front of them all. But if I’m going to die, I’m going to die on my own terms. Allison's smile faltered. “You think you can trick us?” “I’m weak to the point I can die anytime, why don’t you give me a chase?... It will be more thrilling for you.” My words were barely a whisper. “But to give you that thrill you have to give me a half an hour headstart.” ‘Yeah, I know it sounds stupid, with little to no chance of surviving. At least it was better than being mauled to death here… And I want to see if Damon would be able to watch the werewolves hunt me down. We had a deep bond even before the mate pull. I won’t accept his rejection yet… I want to drive him crazy to the point he will lose all his sanity.’ “No, you don’t have the right to negotiate with us.” One of them growled in his wolf form. “I’m not negotiating…” I spat out blood, and my face turned pale from the amount of blood I was losing. “I’m only enforcing the law… The law of hunting as punishment for a traitor… and I happen to be one.” Damon blinked slowly and finally answered. “Let her run.” His voice didn’t carry any weight. It was just cold, and empty, and detached like none of this mattered, like I didn’t matter. ‘So this was his decision… after everything we have been through.’ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Ember opened her eyes, she was no longer the powerful, independent CEO she once was. Instead, she woke up in the fragile, abused body of a lowly Omega, destined to be nothing but a breeder for the Alphas. Her escape attempt didn’t get her far. Instead, it led her straight into the path of Damon Blackthorn, the ruthless Lycan King feared by all. Sold like a slave by her own father, Ember becomes the property of a man with a frozen heart and a violent temper. But beneath her submissive mask lies something more: a cunning mind and a will that refuses to break. Now, in a world ruled by dominance, power, and ancient bloodlines, Ember must do more than just survive. She must outsmart a king. She must earn the loyalty of the very people who scorn her. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll bring the Alpha to his knees.

Junia Gladeweft, the princess of the seelie fairy kingdom, lost everything on her wedding day. Her home, the man she loves, and her perfect life. When dragons descend upon the sacred Garden of Union and the seelie cities, leading them is Ashmaris Draven Morriethen, a feared Dragon King who claims Junia as his fated mate and takes her from her home. Junia hates him. He murdered her husband and shattered the only life she knew. Within the dragonhold, she discovers the truth: her powers, her identity, her father’s evil deeds, and even her heart were sealed by her father. As ancient enemies and political forces threaten, Junia is forced into close proximity with the man she had sworn to kill. Every clash between them burns with fury, grief, desire, and a pull neither of them could deny. Ashmaris is ruthless, possessive, and haunted by a past soaked in betrayal, but he is the only one who knows what Junia truly is. Torn between revenge and desire, Junia must decide whether the man she despises is her greatest enemy—or the only one who can help her reclaim herself before the world falls into war once more.

What do you do when your god calls for you by name? That is what Prince Fidelis has to figure out when Autem, the god of his world, summons him. Princess Serenah, the youngest daughter of King Bayrel wishes for peace. Will she heed Autem's decree to change her kingdom's fate? What lengths will Serenah go to save her future? Trigger warnings: Child abuse, violence

Maya, an omega, has been a victim of bullying since she turned sixteen and was found out to be without the wolf gene or trait. Her chief tormentors were the three sons of the Lycan King who ruled over the entire werewolf regions, taking into captive colonies that defied his order. After being set up by a jealous classmate, Maya is beaten and left for dead at the borders of their pack by the king’s three sons, who told the pack that she had been captured by some rogues. Maya is saved by a witch who adopted and drilled her on the ways of the ancient magic and sorcery, whilst encouraging and preparing her for a huge revenge plan which threatens to upset the balance of the world and unleash the great threads of darkness seven years later when she returns to her previous pack to perpetrate justice on her tormentors. She comes at a crossroads, however, when she discovers her true heritage and that her mate was the biggest bully there ever was, Adam Brekans, eldest son of the lycan king. What happens now? Would Maya continue on her quest for revenge? Or would she submit to the threads of love so that peace could reign?

He needs her blood to survive. She needs his shadows to hide.

"Do you know where you are?" "Who cares which hell I fall into!" Dakota responded coldly. "Do you know what I do with my enemies?" "You kill them and drink their blood!" Dakota never imagined attending her sister's engagement party would turn her life upside down. The man she loved twice, the mate she gave everything to, the father of the twins she nearly died birthing, is marrying her sister. Raising their son. Living the life he promised her. With her memories flooding back in devastating waves, Dakota does the only thing she can: she runs. Straight into enemy territory. Into the hands of Alpha Kade, the rival her pack has feared for years. He should kill her. Use her as leverage. Start a war. Instead, he offers her refuge. But when her mate comes demanding her return, claiming the bond can't be broken, Dakota faces an impossible choice: The man who destroyed her twice, or the enemy who's offering her a chance to destroy him back. Some loves are forbidden. Some are fatal. And some enemies... become everything.

The first rule of Duskwind Academy is: never look the Alphas in the eyes. I broke it. Now four of them want me… and the everyone else wants me dead. ______ The werewolf world is falling apart. Packs are crumbling under the rule of corrupt elites, and the Moon Goddess has only one last gamble to restore balance: gifting humans with the wolf’s power. The Moon-Blessed are her chosen saviors, whether they want it or not. Heidi Remington never asked for this fate. Human-born, unwanted, and dropped into Duskwind Pack territory, she’s treated as little more than a servant. Survival is now her only goal. But Duskwind Academy is a battlefield where dominance means everything. And the moment Heidi’s gaze collides with the four untouchable Alpha heirs, everything changes. Why would four Alphas want a nobody like her? Why would they even feel the bond at all? And Heidi? She wasn’t supposed to want them back. Now she’s caught in the deadly pull of four possessive Alphas who refuse to let go. Which Alpha gets the girl? Will she survive the target they've painted on her back? But most especially, will she survive their maddening obsession and rivalry?

I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”

What if the tragic story you once mocked… becomes the world you were thrown into? Xiao Zhi is an editor who loves tearing apart novel manuscripts for their cliche plots and cruel twists. But one day, she wakes up inside one of those very novels, as the unlucky princess destined to die a tragic death. The script says she will be married off to a barbaric prince, tortured, and killed tragically. But Xiao Zhi refuses to accept that ending. Armed with her editor’s sharp eye and modern wit, she vows to rewrite her fate, outsmart her enemies, and survive. The problem? No matter what she does, the story stubbornly plays out as it was written. Every move she makes only brings her closer to the death she’s trying to escape. How can she survive a story that refuses to be rewritten?

“Two princes. One curse. A love that once destroyed them—can it save them now? In an ancient world where gods whisper through fire and water, two royal heirs are reborn into a destiny they cannot escape. Agnivrat, prince of the Fire Clan—disciplined, fierce, forged in flame. Neervrah, prince of the Water Clan—calm, intuitive, haunted by dreams of a love he cannot name. Blessed by Agni Dev and Jal Dev, their clans were once divine rivals. Fate reunites them at the sacred Gurukul of Acharya Vishrayan, where they must train side by side. But as forgotten memories resurface—of love, betrayal, death, and a forbidden bond—their connection becomes dangerous. Fire and Water were never meant to unite. Yet their souls keep finding each other… across lifetimes. As darkness rises—ancient demons, cursed spirits, and the weight of past sins Agni and Neer must choose: Dharma or desire. Duty or destiny. Kill each other… or save each other. Genre Tags Mythological Fantasy Boys’ Love (BL) Rebirth Soulmates Ancient India Elemental Powers Slow Burn Cursed Lovers Karma & Dharma Found Family / Emotional Bonds Mythological Fantasy • BL / Bromance Destiny • Ancient India • Rebirth • Elemental Powers • Emotional Bonds • Cursed Lovers • Gurukul Setting • Karma & Dharma •Indian Mythology • BL • Soulmates • Fantasy • Slow Burn

[Super Sweet] -------- Upon her return to the homeland, YuXi unexpectedly locks horns with her nemesis, Gu Linhan, setting off a chain of comedic catastrophes. "Mr. Gu, Miss Yu has made a scene at the celebration, and Miss Shen is not unscathed." "Mr. Gu, it seems Miss Yu has inadvertently sold your company..." "Mr. Gu, the family patriarch's prized new robot has fallen victim to Miss Yu's misadventures..." Each incident prompts Gu Linhan to close his eyes, reminding himself with a mix of exasperation and resolve: "The wife I chose, I must love through thick and thin." ------------ YuXi and Gu Linhan are the quintessential odd couple, whose long-standing animosity is challenged by YuXi's unexpected pregnancy. YuXi is determined to terminate the pregnancy and cut ties, but Gu Linhan, despite his protests and gruff demeanor, is deeply smitten.