lovetriangle

“How about we both fuck your brains out and let you pick which d*ck you love the most?” he whispered in my ear and my stomach churned, but it was certainly not a bad idea. *~~~~* Imagine losing your memories and getting entangled with the very two men who ruined your life. Meet Gabrielle—the Pack Diamond, the White Wolf, the one with the most splendid abilities of all wolves, being the reincarnation of the Moon Goddess herself. Her life wasn’t perfect, as her manipulative mother saw her only as a pawn for power and nothing more. Until suddenly, she became the apple of the Moretti brothers’ eyes. But above all, her true identity is hidden as her memories remain lost. The question is—does she really want to recover them and face who she was, or uncover who her enemies truly are?

Elara’s greatest shame is also her only power. In a dying human village, she hides as a simple herb-witch, secretly using slivers of her forbidden Siphon ability to drain the magical blight poisoning the land—and feeling the monstrous hunger it leaves behind. She is an abomination, hated by both humans and Fae, and exposure means death. When the arrogant and devastatingly powerful Shadow King, Kaelen, arrives to offer a cure for the blight, the price is not gold or land. It is her. A political marriage to secure a fragile alliance. To save her people, Elara agrees, trading her crumbling home for a gilded cage in the treacherous Fae court. Kaelen is lethally beautiful, colder than the shadows he commands, and certain the blight is a human weapon. He takes Elara as his bride not for love, but as a political pawn and a suspect to be broken. Every touch is a threat, every glance a calculated search for her secrets. Trapped in a world of lethal beauty and ancient schemes, Elara must navigate courtly daggers and her husband's icy suspicion while keeping the ravenous power within her firmly locked away. But the blight is not what it seems. As a true, ancient evil stirs, leaving a trail of corpses and corrupted magic, Elara and Kaelen are thrown into a reluctant partnership. The lines between enemy and ally, suspicion and desire, begin to blur. His darkness calls to her hunger, and one kiss could shatter her control, revealing the terrifying truth. As war looms and a conspiracy reaches the throne itself, Elara must make a choice: remain the hidden pawn, or embrace the monstrous power that could save the King who holds her captive—and destroy the fragile bond growing between them.

Syrus was reluctant to Marry the Duke's daughter after knowing about his cunning plans. But despite his resistance, he was married to Myrtle. With no other option, he left the Palace on his wedding night. A year later on his wedding anniversary, he came back with a commoner girl named Annabelle. The Palace went into chaos and the news made many furious except for Myrtle who stood by them and protected Annabelle at every turn. Syrus thought it was one of her new plans on gaining his favor until Myrtle did the unthinkable that made Syrus realize her intentions.

“If you think dying will make you escape from me, then you've got another thing coming. You can't die, Chip, not without my permission.” *** Here's a piece of advice, if you ever happened to have a crush on your best friend or worse, fall deeply in love with them to the point that you can't imagine what your life would be like without them… don't… and I said DON'T ever tell them how you feel. And why's that? Because you never know what will happen next. He might leave you heartbroken, dejected and full of regret. And the only solution you'll think of to stop these… shitty feelings is to get yourself drunk. And when you finally drink yourself to stupor and completely lose your goddamn mind, you might find the most beautiful, hottest guy you've ever seen and then the only thing in your mind will be to kiss them. Of course it sounds stupidly cliche… ugh… but it did happened to me. I kissed this man. And just when I thought the night couldn't get any worse, he proved me wrong. He gave me the traumatic night of my life. Haunted me to the point of craziness. Made me his slut. Drove me to death. Resurrected me. And made me his slut again. Trust me, there was no escaping this man. He made sure to let me know how powerless and weak I was. How everything and everyone I ever cared about could cease to exist in the twinkling of an eyes. Oh, I forgot. He wasn't human. He's a vampire. Yes, shocker, they do exist. But I prefer to call him The Devil. Because that's what he is. Childish, ruthless, heartless, evil, disgusting… everything all in one. He owns all of me. I know it. He knows it. Everyone knows it. My body, mind and soul… it all belonged to him. But I look so forward to changing that. This Book Is Rated Eighteen. Read At Your Own Discretion. Enjoy

"You are not worthy to stand beside an Alpha King. I, Dante Silvercrest, reject you as my mate and Luna." The words echo across the sacred Moon Claiming ceremony as every wolf in the kingdom watches Elara Moonwyn—daughter of disgraced traitors—reach for a bond that will never be hers. Publicly humiliated, stripped of her dignity, Elara flees into the one place no wolf dares to enter: the Forbidden Veilwood, where rejected mates go to die and ancient magic devours the broken-hearted. But Elara doesn't die. She awakens something older than the Moon Goddess herself—a bloodline sealed away because it was too powerful, too dangerous, too divine. The mark on her skin is no longer the rejected mate brand. It's the Starborn Sigil, proof that she descends from the first children of the cosmos, the ones who created the Moon Goddess and the werewolf species. And the moment her seal breaks, Alpha King Dante begins to die. Deadly visions plague him. His heart stops whenever hers races. His wolf howls in agony, claiming its mate was never truly rejected—the bond merely transformed into something darker, a cosmic punishment for scorning what the universe itself blessed. But when Dante comes crawling back, desperate and dying, Elara has already caught the eye of another: Alpha Kieran Nightshade, the mysterious Wolf King of the North, who kneels before her and calls her what Dante never did—Queen. Now Dante must watch the woman he rejected become the most powerful being in their world while he suffers the consequences of breaking a bond the universe never meant to be broken. The prophecy was always clear: When the Moon is rejected, the Stars will claim their daughter back, and all wolves will kneel or burn. Elara Moonwyn was never just a rejected mate. She was always the end—and the beginning.

I died. Hit by a truck, classic. Then I woke up and realized two horrifying things: one, I was inside a novel, and two, it was my novel. 'How to Escape My Obsessed CEO'. As the author, I knew every red flag, every tragic ending… and every humiliating love scene. But guess what? I wasn’t reborn as the heroine. Nope. I got the useless side character slot, the one scheduled to die early. My own obsessed billionaire CEO creation, now grinning like a villain in a romcom, is following me everywhere, turning every contract into a marriage proposal and every coffee run into a hostage negotiation. I swear he's not even reading the script. And as if my life wasn't chaotic enough, the actual heroine, my book's supposed star, decided to be my best friend. She gives teasing advices, laughs at my panic, and somehow makes dodging a dangerously handsome billionaire slightly tolerable. I wrote this story to teach people how to escape an obsessed CEO. So why am I the one trapped in it?

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.

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

Hello readers, I'm J as you all know I'm a teenager and this is my first novel it's my first time I'm writing something so there can be some mistakes in word so please ignore that and thanks for your love and support and my introduction end's here but not my novel's introduction MY PARALLEL HUSBAND . . . It had been 4 months since eloise divorced her ex-husband and now she wanted to start a new life with her daughter.To start a new life she had given interviews in many companies,among them "THE JORDAN'S" had offered eloise a job to be the ceo secretary's assistant . . . Now if you want to know the full story you have to wait till I release the Chapter 1 you can also follow me on instagram - st0ries_in_my_words

Roxanne Blaise Ramirez, back in her town from the city life for her sister's wedding and mainly for a vacation. Back in school she was the typical badass girl. She was loud, sharp, fiery and can kick ass. She runs into Mason Rockwell, her old rival and Felix Sinclair, her old crush from high-school. She learns that both of them liked her, and still do. What will Roxy do now?

From Duke’s daughter to famous songwriter/ singer to crown princess, Serena Maxwell did it all. A winner in life who defied the odds of being a novel's villainess. It would have been perfect if it all ended with the royal wedding, but life holds more mystery and follows with misery at times. A divorcee before getting a chance to be widowed, a handicapped Marquis’ younger sister whose parents’ dukedom has been sequestered, poor and too embarrassed to even show her face in public, she can only live simply as a shadow of her former self. Writing plagiarized songs and selling them while in a guise to earn a living. Just when she thought that the situation couldn’t get any worse, worse turned to worst. Despite their self-imposed hiding, a Court Summons arrived summoning her brother to court to face graft charges with possible lifetime imprisonment as sentence. Determined to find help, she seeks the young minister of Justice, the heir to the Brenford dukedom, Christopher Cross. However, given her current position, it’s not easy to approach said esteemed person even when they were old acquaintances. With no better choice, there’s only one place she can go to be able to meet him. Back to the glitzy, glamorous, and pretentious ballrooms of the nobility facing old acquaintances, from holding the crown to being the clown, becoming the butt of all jokes while receiving surly stares and audacious propositions from the male peers, Serena can only swallow her pride and brave it all. -- After his revenge, Grand Duke Charlton Daniel has become one of the most accomplished and distinguished noble with an unshakable status in society. However, at the end of the day, he felt empty. He used and betrayed his lover to get the best of his cousin. He deceived his ailing mother, the younger sister of the former king, while taking part of the party ousting the royal family. He now has everything, but at the same time, nothing. Sometimes he wonders, was everything he did, worth it? Faced with the emptiness and loneliness despite emerging triumphant, he could only come to terms with the phrase, life must go on. Determined to move on from the past, he started seeing duke Ligeti’s granddaughter, Larissa. She was innocent and naïve, but she gave him peace of mind. So, with building a family in mind, he was thinking of proposing marriage. However, just when he thought that he found his solace, his past lover suddenly appeared before his eyes. She was as beautiful as he first saw her, or maybe even more. Was it the lights or just something in her eyes? Without doing anything, she caused waves and even tsunamis in his heart. Deny it all he might, something was still there. Yet, no. After all she did to him, and him to her, they were over. He can’t possibly forsake his present lover because she came back to... she was back for him, wasn’t she? And just when this thought processed in his mind, reality came crushing in. Before his very eyes, she was seducing another man. -- Will Serena and Charlton rekindle their love this time around? Or will she find true love in another man’s arms? Read and find out! (update schedule, 1-2 chapters a day)

In the colorful, gossip-fueled suburbs of Mumbai, the "Golden Trio" was once inseparable—until life, ambition, and a few unspoken heartbreaks pulled them apart. ​Meera Sharma is a struggling architect living in a world of blueprints and mismatched socks. She’s content being the "average" neighbor until her childhood nemesis, the impossibly perfect Ananya Khanna, returns from London with a designer wardrobe and a mysterious "sabbatical." ​But the real complication? Ishaan Malhotra. The boy who lived in the house between them is now a heart-throb pediatrician with a smirk that still makes Meera’s blood boil and her heart race. ​When a massive lie about Ananya’s career spirals out of control, Meera and Ishaan are forced to team up to protect her from the neighborhood "Aunties." Between fake business trips, high-stakes family dinners, and lingering childhood secrets, the lines between rivalry and romance begin to blur. ​Meera has spent her life building walls to keep people out, but Ishaan has always known exactly which window to climb through. In a neighborhood where everyone is watching, can they find a love that’s finally their own?

An exiled princess, a poisoned husband, and a battle for power—Eirian Soliel refuses to be forgotten, but can she turn a cold marriage into a fiery alliance before it’s too late? First cousin to the King and the darling of the Court of Sorrow, Eirian has spent most of her life indulging all her whims and fantasies under the protection of her royal blood, but when her father’s sudden re-marriage results in a son, she finds herself suddenly shuffled aside. On top of that, her longtime on-and-off romantic partner suddenly betrays her. Instead of proposing to her, he shows up to her birthday ball, married to a low-ranked Lady without a word of warning. Eirian’s life is upended, and her stepmother succeeds in exiling her into an arranged marriage with a general who never leaves the distant borderland. Regimented, completely disinterested in the capitol and the Court, and dying from a poison no one can identify, her new husband would rather continue his simple life with his mistress than welcome his new wife, but Eirian refuses to go down without fight. Determined to make a place for herself if she cannot find one, Eirian finds herself facing an enemy she never expected, and she underestimates her shy, gentle husband. Will the General fall for his vivacious Princess, or will Eirian be set aside again?

They died as rivals. They were reborn as enemies... in the same cradle. Margotte Ashford and Adrian Valemont were once brilliant scholars whose obsession with beating each other led to their deaths. Now reincarnated as noble children in a fantasy world, they wake up with all their memories and immediately restart their war. First words, first steps, magic, books, and status all become battlefields in a rivalry that refuses to die. But when danger strikes and Adrian saves Margotte's life, their relationship shifts from pure hostility to something far more complicated. Their rivalry is no longer just about winning. It's about trust, loyalty, and a bond neither can escape. In a world that gave them a second chance, two reincarnated geniuses must choose: keep destroying each other... or fight the fate pulling them together.

Some monsters wear the gentlest masks. Nana Anderson has known Xavier since childhood—her sleepy, protective best friend who catches butterflies with her and lets her braid his silver hair. He's calm, soft-spoken, and always there when she needs him. He's her safe place in a chaotic world. But Xavier is hiding a monster behind those arctic blue eyes. By day, he's a drowsy college student who naps on her lap. By night, he's the Shen devil's—the most feared mafia lord in the underground, with blood on his hands and an empire built on violence. Every scar hidden beneath his clothes tells a story Nana can never know. Every gentle touch is a lie wrapped in truth.Xavier has loved her since they were children, and he'll burn the entire city down to keep her safe. Even if it means lying to her every single day. Even if it means becoming more monster than man. But when Nana begins noticing the cracks in his carefully constructed mask—the unexplained injuries, the suspicious absences, the stitches hidden under makeup—she's forced to confront a terrifying question: Who is the boy she's loved her whole life? And when Rafayel enters her world—a charming artist with a perfect smile and his own dark secrets—Nana finds herself caught between two monsters who both claim to love her. One who would die to protect her. One who would kill to possess her. Both hiding behind beautiful lies. In a world painted in blood and butterflies, can love survive the truth?

The Moonstone is broken. The dead wolves are rising. And only one naive girl can save the world. Lira is the last Moonborne; a demigod with the blood of the Goddess Selene running through her veins. For years, the Ironwood Pack has kept her hidden, claiming it’s for her own protection against the plague of Zombie Wolves that roam the wilds. But when a secret letter reveals that her guardians have been lying to her, and her own father turns into one of the monsters she fears most, Lira realizes that safety is just another word for prison. To save what remains of the world, she must flee the only home she’s ever known and travel to the distant Silverstone Pack. But to survive the werewolf apocalypse, Lira is desperate to get stronger. Her strength lies the prophecy, in two paths, and two Alphas: Kyren, the Ironwood heir who swore to protect her, even if the prophecy says loving her will cost him his life. Daries, the dangerous, cynical rogue who teaches her that survival requires getting blood on your hands. "One alpha shall guard her. One alpha shall tempt her." Lira is in a battle against her own destiny and torn between two lovers, all while trying to survive the werewolf apocalypse.

The first time Nan Wan saw this man, she knew he had a "sickness," and it was the terminal kind. Coincidentally, she did too. He needed a wife who could help stabilize his career, she needed a husband who could pull her out of hell. He had a criminal record, she had an ex-husband, just perfectly matched. ———— Originally, those disdainful looks gradually turned into envy. ———— One day, a piece of news spread about the beautiful woman of the past passing away, and all the evidence pointed to Mrs. Mu. Everyone speculated that this marriage would come to an end, and even Nan Wan thought so too. However, Mr. Mu said to her, “Wanwan, I need you.” So, the days in prison didn’t seem as unbearable as imagined.

She always knew there was a woman hidden in his heart, so when that woman appeared, she obediently withdrew. However, unexpectedly, he abandoned his 'beloved' and instead frequently invited her. "Mr. Fu, didn't you say there was a contract to discuss?" He pressed her against the cold wall, continuously approaching: "If you were a bit uglier, perhaps I would want to talk contracts and drink tea with you, but you're so beautiful, I only want to talk love with you." To him, Qiao Mo was like his most cherished treasure, and whenever others looked at her, he felt they were trying to steal her.

Jessica found herself trapped in a cruel game orchestrated by her adopted father. He drugged her and sent her to a man's bed. By the time her adopted sister returned, their father had already sold her to yet another man. Caught between a passionate affection she cannot return and a rough love she covets, Jessica faced a difficult decision: whom should she choose?

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible—drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive—I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro—the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva—is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny—one disastrous choice at a time.