Love-triangle Stories

She loved him silently for years , he never noticed her But when he finally did He painted her as the villian of his story "𝓟𝔂𝓪𝓪𝓻 𝓽𝓾𝓶𝓴𝓸 𝓲𝓼𝓴𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻 𝓴𝓲𝔂𝓪 𝓴𝓲 𝓴𝓱𝓾𝓭 𝓱𝓲 𝓫𝓪𝓻𝓫𝓪𝓭 𝓱𝓸𝓰𝔂𝓮 𝓱𝓾𝓶..." 𝐒𝐞𝐡𝐦𝐚𝐭 𝐆𝐞𝐡𝐥𝐨𝐭 "𝓩𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓪𝓰𝓲 𝓴𝓲 𝓱𝓪𝓻 𝓫𝓪𝔃𝔃𝓲 𝓳𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓴𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓱𝓲 𝓲𝓼𝓱𝓺 𝓴𝓲 𝓫𝓪𝓪𝔃𝓲 𝓱𝓪𝓻 𝓰𝔂𝓮 ..." 𝙷𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚑 𝚁𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚝 You want me to smile but you're the reason I can't smile anymore

At Elarion, no one asks how you are. They only ask who you belong to. Myra Ranawat, a second-year student, belongs to everything she never wanted-wealth, reputation, and a family that mistakes control for love. To the world, she is bold, sharp-tongued, and untouchable. A girl wrapped in confidence, feared by many, followed by the rich and reckless. But behind the doors of her perfect life, love comes with conditions. Silence comes with bruises. And failure is punished in the name of "class." Myra learned early that emotions invite pain. So she became cruel instead. Bullying was never power-it was protection. Prisha Mehta exists quietly in the same classroom. A second-year student no one really sees. She doesn't dress to be noticed. She doesn't speak unless spoken to. She keeps her head down, her heart guarded, and her loneliness to herself. With no friends and no voice, Prisha learned how to disappear without leaving. They were never meant to be friends. One ruled the halls. The other barely walked them. Yet loneliness recognizes loneliness. Myra needed someone who wouldn't ask questions. Prisha needed someone who would stay. What began as silence turned into understanding. What turned into understanding slowly became home. They became best friends in a world that had never been kind to either of them. Myra still hurt others. Prisha still stayed distant. But between them, there was something fragile and real. Then Vansh Aggarwal joined Elarion mid-semester. And everything that felt safe began to unravel. He didn't just enter their college-he entered the space between them. Feelings surfaced where loyalty once lived. Smiles became heavier. Silences grew louder. And love-uninvited and uneven-demanded a choice. In the end, it was never about betrayal. It was about loving the same boy differently. And losing parts of themselves in the process. Because some hearts don't break loudly. They break quietly, while watching someone they love choose someone else.

When desire drives faster than reason, the most dangerous collisions are bound happen off the grid.

Sometimes you just might have to die to live again. ***** When art historian Reine Baldwin meets Gabe Moran, a charming journalist, she has no idea their blossoming love will shatter her comfortable life. But a series of clues lead Reine to discover that she's not alone in knowing that she was born centuries ago and-worse yet-there are many things she apparently doesn't even remember. Reine has to face a forgotten past and a forgotten ex-husband (the handsome billionaire Max Baldovini), who-like her-is immortal and cannot truly die. Should she trade her ordinary life with Gabe for the love of Max, a man who's worshipped her for half a millennium? The choice should be easy, until Reine starts to remember things that Max is desperate to make her forget. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

When Olivia's young mother faced an impossible choice-keep her child or lose her inheritance-she made the heartbreaking decision to abandon the newborn Olivia at an orphanage. Growing up, Olivia never stopped hoping that one day she'd find a family of her own. That chance came when she turned 14 and the wealthy Hilton family adopted her. But reality hit her hard as soon as she realized she was merely a replacement for the Hiltons' missing daughter, Caroline. On Olivia's 24th birthday, the Hilton family announced her marriage to General Clayton Bradford, four years her senior, the most sought-after bachelor in town, and the man she had secretly loved from afar. She thought he could learn to love her too. But four years later, he still couldn't forget Caroline. Just as Olivia discovered she was pregnant, Caroline returned, shattering any chance she had of Clayton truly loving her. Faced with the painful reality that she could never compete with his first love, Olivia asked for a divorce and left her husband.

In a home where love was a currency, she was always bankrupt. Her parents' affection was reserved for the twin who reflected their every hope, leaving her to inherit the hushed comparisons and soft dismissals. She was constantly reminded of her lesser worth, but she never imagined her marriage would be a cast-off from the twin who was truly desired. Offered as a consolation prize, she expects only disappointment in a loveless union. Yet, the journey of marriage becomes an unexpected path to self-discovery. The Color Of My Own Sky is a story of the invisible bruises that shape a soul, and the battle to finally find the courage to paint your own brilliant horizon. Nov. 3 ©deey_jah

After a tragic accident that completely changes her life, Annie and her twin brother, Austin, are taken in by the Emersons, a family of seven (drop-dead gorgeous) boys. But Annie never expects to fall for one of the boys...let alone two. "A delicious series of twists and turns." - Grace @ HQ ***** Annie Cassidy has always had a simple life. She lives with her mom, dad, and her twin brother, Austin, in Indiana. She's always been close to each of them; a bond nobody could break until one fatal night when Annie's parents are killed in a head-on collision. She and Austin have no other family nearby and are taken under the wing of their father's best friend, Derek Emerson. They move from their small, comfortable hometown in Indiana, to the giant city of Los Angeles, California. Not only are they shocked to find out that the Emersons are rich--but that they also have seven kids. And they're all boys! As Annie begins to settle in, the last thing she expects is to develop feelings for one of the brothers, let alone two. It's safe to say that her new life in LA is about to get a whole lot more complicated. Content warning: mature scenes, depictions of a car crash, and mentions of grief. [[Word count: 60,000 - 70,000 words]] Cover designed by Gillian Goulet

With the rumor of a new potion circulating Hogwarts at record speed, everyone scrambles to attempt it. A potion to reveal your soulmate. For Corinne Baker, it was almost too easy, dating Cedric Diggory. Too perfect. And Fred Weasley seems intent on making it difficult. Cedric Diggory x OC Fred Weasley x OC

Muten Natsu escaped prison, resisted arrest, slaughtered nobles, and wiped out the Forty-Six Houses, yet he knew he was a good child. He had wanted nothing more than to live an ordinary life as an ordinary person. Instead, he was forced to take up his Zanpakutō once again and return to Soul Society. ... "A cruel and lawless criminal has appeared in the West Rukongai." "A cannibalistic monster, risen from the dead, is advancing on Hakutōmon." "A crazed, bloodthirsty villain has entered Seireitei." "Muten Natsu has destroyed Las Noches." "Muten-sama is approaching Silbern Castle." "His Majesty the Supreme Soul King has arrived today at his loyal Soul King Palace." A Menos Hollow Skull Cannon, an Arrancar Spinal Spear, a Quincy Severed-Arm Bow, a Shinigami Dismembered Katana... "Let's set personal grudges aside for now." Muten Natsu looked his enemy up and down. "You look like you'll be very useful." This is a fan translation of 死神不死于徒手 by 微凉温热. If you can, please support the original author.

When Caroline returns home to find both her crush and the bad boy next door want to be with her, she's determined to keep her secrets from ruining everything. ***** Caroline Rogers is back. Having left behind her life to attend a prestigious musical academy the last three years, Caroline returns a whole new person, determined not to be weighed down by the scars of bullying that plagued her before. Her best friend and life-long crush is there to welcome her back, and he might finally return feelings for her. If only she could trust him again after what happened in their past. And when one of her former bullies, captivating bad boy Kieran, starts trying to connect with her in the wake of betrayal, Caroline is left confused over who she can really trust in this town, and how far gone she is from her past. Content and/or Trigger Warning: Not suitable for readers under the age of 13. There will be some mature language and sexual themes present. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

Two years after Nathaniel Swift left for America to forget the woman he loved, he learns she's engaged to another man -- and returns to England to win her back. ***** Lord Nathaniel 'Nate' Swift is hopelessly in love with his best friend's younger sister, Charlotte Wilde. However, Nate's rakish ways, their ten-year age difference, and his best friend's objections soon make it very clear that a marriage could never take place. So Nate does the only thing he could: he travels to America and tries to forget about the woman he loves. But after two years in the New World, forgetting Charlotte proves to be impossible, and he's quickly pulled back to England after hearing of her engagement to another man. Determined to make up for past mistakes, Nate swears to stop the impending wedding and win back Charlotte's heart at any cost. But is he too late to show her the truth he's known all along -- that they're meant to be together, forever? [[Word count: 70,000-80,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Bandy

✧ 𝚉𝚊𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚊 ✧ 𝓚𝔂𝓾 𝓲𝓼 𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓪𝓱 𝓼𝓮 𝓭𝓾𝓷𝓲𝔂𝓪 𝓳𝓪𝓱𝓪𝓷 𝓶𝓮𝓲𝓷 𝓴𝓻𝓽𝓪 𝓱𝓪𝓲 𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓲 𝓻𝓾𝓼𝔀𝓪𝓪𝓲 𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓪 𝓴𝓾𝓼𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝓸𝓻 𝔃𝓪𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓲 𝓴𝓮𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲 ♡. ______________________ Zaalima is a tale of teenage love bound by affection 🖤 chaotic vibe , trio , friendship is this your vibe then you will like it. This is based on the author's real life incidents that are too unreal . You will fall in love with the characters of zaalima ✨🕊️. You will enjoy this chaotic energy . Mysterious past and upcoming tensions . Stay tuned. ❤️ Some stories begin with love. This one begins with chaos. Tia was never meant to stand out quiet, observant, carrying a past she never speaks about. But some silences are louder than words... and hers? They hide more than anyone could imagine. Then there's the trio messy, unpredictable, and dangerously close. What started as friendship slowly blurs into something deeper... something complicated. Because feelings don't stay in place. And hearts don't choose sides. In a world of teenage laughter, secrets, and late-night confessions, love becomes a risk no one is ready to take... yet no one can avoid. A love triangle that was never supposed to happen. A past that refuses to stay buried. And a girl who might break before she ever learns how to love.

She was sworn to faith. 
He was sworn to protect her. A priestess bound by prophecy and a knight sworn by oath stand side by side as time itself begins to fracture. Together with other chosen guardians, they are meant to face a threat that should not exist-a sorceress from a distant future willing to collapse time itself to mold a new reality. But wars are not always lost to darkness alone. As destiny tightens its grip and the past bleeds into the future, emotions long buried begin to surface. Every step closer to salvation pulls them further toward a love they were never meant to claim. Can they stop the end of everything- or will love be the one thing that undoes them?

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a new teacher walks into a classroom she prayed for, a mother watches her family shift beneath her feet, and a man with blood on his hands tries to keep them clean. until feelings get tangled, truths unravel, and love starts showing up in places it shouldn't.

A simple boy from a quiet village steps into a world far beyond his control-where power, obsession, and desire rule everything. When a powerful CEO takes interest in him, what begins as protection slowly turns into something far more dangerous. Trapped between control and fear, he struggles to hold onto himself. But just when escape feels impossible, another presence enters his life-someone equally powerful, equally dangerous... and impossible to ignore. In a world where love feels like a cage, how far can one go to find freedom? ( Left in suit- anthony Middle-liam Right-colin)

She loved him loudly. He loved her quietly-only when it was convenient. Leah believed two years of love meant security, a future, a place she could finally call hers. Yet, every time it mattered, he chose someone else. A best friend. A familiar comfort. A silence that hurts more than betrayal. This is a story about emotional neglect, unspoken loyalties, and the slow realization that love without priority is a form of loss. It asks a difficult question: How long can you stay where you are never fully chosen?

When Juna moves to Centium City and into the Davenport Tower, she never expects her new neighbors to be a team of young heroes with extraordinary abilities. One friendship with Kaz later, she's already knee-deep in supervillains, dangerous missions, and secrets she never asked for. And then there's Chase... who might just be the biggest complication of all.

Eve thought finishing her first year of university would mean freedom. Instead, it feels like falling - fast. When she meets Michael at a summer party, everything she's bottled up starts to spill out: her fear of failing, her hunger for more, the dizzy pull of someone who finally sees her. He's older. Confident. The kind of man who makes rules just to break them - and now, he's her new boss. Between the chaos of the kitchen and the pull of a man she shouldn't want, Eve discovers what it really means to burn for something - or someone - too much. Sneak Peek: "You should wear your hair up more often," he murmurs, his breath skating across my skin. "It shows the back of your neck." His lips graze that exact spot. "I like the back of your neck, shortcake." The contact is featherlight but somehow burns. His arms bracket me, caging me in without touching. Except for his breath, warm and devastating. I shiver. "W-what?" I manage to say, already breathless. "You heard me." His eyes roam my face, unapologetically, like he's memorizing the shape of every reaction. "And you're allowed to talk to boys," he says, voice low, full of unfiltered intent. "But when it comes to anyone making you feel good-" He finds my hip with one hand. The heat of it steals the sound right out of me. "Say, laugh," he continues, "or come-" His fingers slide slowly up my side, and my eyes snap to his. He's not smiling anymore. He looks possessed. "You're mine." He grips both my hips now and, with ridiculous ease, lifts me onto the desk. His voice drops, primal. "Open."

They hated her. He destroyed her. Aimie was never wanted- not by her family... not by the world. And yet- she still chose to love him. David was her only hope. The only person she believed could save her. She was wrong. Because the man she loved... became the reason she broke. Slowly. Silently. Completely. And when love turns into pain- some girls don't fight. They disappear. And the worst part? No one notices they're gone. Not all love stories are meant to be saved. Some are meant to destroy you.

⚠️This story is a work of fiction and explores themes based on cultural traditions, emotional struggles, and personal transformation. She stormed out to the garden. "Say something!" she snapped, eyes burning. "Or are you still playing that 'I'm-too-pure-to-talk' game? Still pretending to be holy?" And that's when Raif moved. Fast. Zariah didn't even have time to blink before her back hit the nearby pillar - not hard, but firm enough to freeze her breath. His hand gripped her waist tightly, the other at her wrist, locking her in place. His chest pressed to hers. His face was inches from hers. His voice was deep. Controlled. But deadly serious. "It's no longer like always, Zariah." Her lips parted. "I used to ignore you because I knew my limits. I'm not like those men who flirt and sin and call it love. I feared Allah more than I ever desired you." His eyes narrowed, dark fire glowing behind them. "I didn't punish you back then because I respect women - even when they spit venom. I kept my mouth shut, not because I was weak... but because you weren't my mahram. I had no right to look at you, touch you, even speak without reason." He leaned closer, and she could feel his breath brush her cheek. "But now..." His grip on her tightened, and her body trembled - not from fear, but from the intensity in his words. "Now you are my wife. Now, you belong to me. Halal. Lawful. Mine." Zariah tried to turn her face away, but he caught her chin, tilting it back to him. "Now I can do anything I want. I can touch you. I can silence your insults without guilt. And I can show you what it means to be owned in a way that'll make you crave it again." His lips brushed her neck, just for a second - before he bit her. Not soft. Not brutal. But just enough to sting, enough to leave a mark. Zariah gasped, frozen. He pulled back just a little. "This-" he said, brushing his thumb over the fresh mark on her neck, "-is the first of many."