enemiestolovers

Ethan Madleev is an orphan who has spent his life being mistreated and looked down on because of his poor background. Despite being intelligent, he is constantly made to feel like he is worth nothing. But everything begins to change when he meets Emily, a girl who sees him differently from everyone else and becomes a source of comfort in a life filled with loneliness. As Ethan begins to uncover painful truths about his past, jealousy, betrayal, and dangerous secrets threaten to destroy the life he is trying to build. Sometimes, the people who hurt you the most are the ones you call family, while the people you least expect can become your greatest source of hope.

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.

Ananya never expected death to bring her into another life. One moment, she was running her parents’ restaurant in the modern world. The next, she opened her eyes in silk robes, surrounded by hostile stares — the Queen Consort of the empire. But this body was cursed in everyone’s eyes. The Emperor loathed her. The mistress laughed at her. And the court whispered behind her back. Only she wasn’t truly alone. > “Finally, someone can see us!” “What kind of Queen Consort are you, so calm even with ghosts in your chamber?” “Shut up, Wei Rong, let her breathe. She looks like she’s about to faint.” Three ghosts — a stoic scholar, a brash general, and a mischievous noble girl — lingered at her side. They were invisible to all but her. And with them, she learned to survive the poisonous palace. When rumors spread that she was cursed, Ananya stood before the empire’s court. Instead of tears, she offered proof. Instead of fear, she offered dignity. > “If Heaven believes I am cursed, let the fire and smoke betray me. I will not hide.” And Heaven sided with her. Outside the palace, crises struck — starving soldiers, missing supplies, merchants growing fat from stolen grain. Inside, Lady Zhen, the Emperor’s favored mistress, grew bolder by the day, flaunting her beauty and mocking Ananya’s quiet grace. > “Sister, do you still dream of winning His Majesty’s heart? Look at you — plain, dull, unworthy.” “If simplicity is a crime, then let it be mine,” Ananya answered, unshaken. The Emperor indulged Lady Zhen openly… but in the silence of night, he tasted Ananya’s food, lingered at her table, and found himself unsettled by her calm. > “This is not palace fare,” he muttered. “It is lighter,” Ananya replied softly. “Easier to sleep after.” Step by step, conspiracy thickened. At a grand banquet, a poisoned cup was placed in Ananya’s hand. But a ghost’s laugh echoed in her ear — and the cup was swapped. A dancer collapsed instead. From that night on, the Emperor’s gaze changed. He began to notice the woman who never begged for favor, never fought for attention, yet always endured. Still, war brewed at the borders. Betrayals reached even the throne. Assassins crept through the palace halls. And the one person who seemed weakest became the calm at the center of the storm. Through whispered secrets, mischievous hauntings, and quiet resilience, Ananya carved her place in the empire. She would not simply survive. She would rise. And the Emperor who once despised her would one day whisper only her name.

In her past life, she was a pampered noble lady from a scholarly family, but ended up as a plaything in the hands of a tyrant. On a snowy night, she died naked, with no grave to call her own. Reborn, she pulls out her hairpin without hesitation and stabs it toward that person's neck. A blood debt must be paid in blood — so let it begin here...... The world calls her a disaster — so she'll topple the world that betrayed her. Her scumbag husband wants to trade her for power? She'll ruin him. The tyrant wants to keep her as a plaything? She'll make him wish he'd never been born. But the cold-faced minister who once controlled the court from the shadows — in this life, he keeps her close to his heart, cherishing her as his most precious treasure, helping her settle every debt and slay every enemy, promising her a lifetime of peace and love.

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~]

Rumor has it that Big Boss Quan, a man of overwhelming power, was forced into a shotgun wedding overnight because of a baby. Rumor has it that his wife is the lucky cinderella in a rags-to-riches story. Hidden beneath the rumors, he is the "I want to turn over and be the boss!" "In your dreams!" On their wedding night, she drunkenly declared her sovereignty, only to be met with a starving tiger pouncing on its prey. "Sign it! We're getting a divorce!" Looking at the divorce agreement, he sneered, Raised his hand, tore it to shreds, and cornered her against the wall, "Liuying, what right do you have to ask for a divorce?" "She's back!" "What? You think you can push me away with a piece of paper? Dream on!" One day, the woman sighed with a troubled expression, "Ah, husband, people are saying you're the stepdad!" Big Boss Quan roared furiously, "I'm the damn biological father! If anyone dares to spread rumors again, I'll chop him! "

He is the most powerful man in the Imperial City, the master of the empire's rise and fall. Displease him, and your fate can be summarized in two words - Destruction! But this arrogant woman does not regard him in the slightest! Two years after marriage, she was all about clinging to him, and he was all about divorcing her; she tried innumerable times yet failed, but he successfully divorced. Who would have guessed that on the first night following their divorce, she carefully strategizes and finally succeeds? Ming Mei: "What crime have I committed?" Kang Chen sat high on the judgment seat, "Theft!" Ming Mei: "What have I stolen from you?" "Heir!"

He was a man of immense power and striking beauty, nobly aloof and coldly proud. One day, a bodyguard reported, "Young Master, the Young Mistress has been falsely accused of meddling in someone else's relationship!" "Expose the video of the other party breaking the hidden rules." "Young Master, the Young Mistress has run away from home!" "Pack up immediately, I'm going with her." "Young Master, the Young Mistress has gone to a matchmaking event!" The man was furious, seizing her cheeks in his hand, "Still daring to go on blind dates?" 【After Marriage】Qiao An propped her chin with her hand, gazing at the handsome man in the apron, her voice languid, "Husband~ Is there anything you can't do?" The man's slender fingers fed her the peeled shrimp, "Yes, I can't leave you." 【Little Bun】 After being disciplined by dad's family law, little Bun's eyes brimmed with tears, "Mommy, am I still your Baobei? The kind that you can't bear to scold when I make a mistake, the kind you soften and hug me?" (Heartwarming Petting)

In a world where humans and werewolves coexists peacefully, there’s a young human girl named Angel, who wants nothing more in life than to become a Nun of the holy church. But on the day of her Ordination, disaster strikes, and her already sad life takes a rocky turn down the hill… How would she survive this terrible fate??

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.

One minute he is Valentine Reynolds, the most honourable man and a true hero in his world, and the next minute he is the trash of another world. ‎ ‎Cast to the bottom of the food chain where shame was his daily bread and bullying his normal life, he struggled. How did this happen? HE TRANSMIGRATED. Wait... But how did he become the weakest demon in an academy where only the strong survived? An academy where only the most atrocious things happen! (Slavery, Pimping, Killing, Sedating, Torture, Rape, Sodomy). Sodomy? SODOMY??? What exactly about his past life was so wrong to be so heartlessly cursed with such severe punishment? Valentine Reynolds was highly HOMOPHOBIC!! ... But Val's predicament was nothing compared to the actual craft of this world. Here, you will see seven princes of hell wage war against themselves. Here, you will see the true nature of their abilities. Here, you will see them wrestle with other entities, weak or strong just to get to the throne. Here, you will see them mess with their weakness and prey on the weak. Here, you will see what happens in an academy where everyone is ruthless. Here, you get to see what it means for the Ruler of Hell to fall in love. Here, you get to see what happens when the one whom Hell bows to crumble his world to protect his heart. Here, you WILL see what happens when you mess with Hell himself. What? You want to see this happen? Then swipe open the chapters already! ------- NOTE: This book is slow paced. ~~~~ Releases on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays and Fridays. Mass Releases on Saturdays and Sundays.

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?

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

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.

In the pro leagues, Omegas aren't allowed to play. But Kayden Vale entered the hockey world anyway, pretending to be an Alpha. Living on suppressants, he has one goal: Win the Cup. But he also has one massive problem: Rhys Calder. Rhys Calder is the Alpha Captain of the Nothern Avalanche. He hates Kayden for being "too pretty" for the ice. The world sees them as two Alphas always at each other’s throats, but they don’t see what happens when the lights go out. Behind locked doors, their hate turns into a different kind of heat. It was supposed to be simple: Teammates on ice, fuck buddies in the bedroom. No feelings. No strings attached. Rhys thought he was with a cocky Alpha. Then he found out the truth. Instead of turning Kayden in, he claimed him. What started as a physical release has twisted into dark obsession. Enemies to rivals-with-benefits to something far more dangerous: love. What happens when the world discovers its forbidden secret? VOL 1: The Omega who pretends to be an Alpha #BL #Omegaverse #SportsRomance #RivalsToLovers #SecretIdentity #PossessiveAlpha #Smut #Hockey #ForcedProximity #EnemiesWithBenefits#Mpreg#Erotica

"It felt like every cell of my body was made to defeat him." Connor Leandre Rennison. Deputy Captain. Rugby Royalty. Trained his entire life to be better. Stronger. More loved. All to defeat one man. Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. Captain. Son of the richest man in the world. Ice to Connor’s fire. They were sworn enemies from the moment they met. On the field. Off the field. In every room between. It was supposed to be simple. Hate him. Beat him. Destroy him. That was the plan... Until Edward looked at him. Really looked at him. And in that second, Connor felt like he would die. Because what if their hatred isn’t hate at all? What if it’s something more dangerous. Something that could burn them both to ashes. The third installment of the 'In Love' series by Matli_Unicorn. Check out 'Edward In Love' and 'Ethan In Love' to follow the Chernyshevsky-Coleman family.

She had the world. Now she’s being forced to marry the one man she hates. Princess Vittoria. Voted Most Beautiful Woman of the Century. One of the smartest. The fourth richest. She had sugar daddies, private jets, and men willing to burn the world for her. And she used every single one of them. But she ran from her fourth proposal. And her royal family finally snapped. In 3 weeks, she will marry Crown Prince Campbell. Her ex-lover. Her rival. The man she’s fantasized about killing for years. Arranged. Binding. No escape. There’s just one problem. Her ex-lovers aren’t ready to give her up. And they’re not above starting a war to keep her. Will Vittoria survive a marriage of enemies... Or will her past burn the crown to the ground?