Novel & Cerita Oh No! Married To My Nemesis

"Nothing else in this world compares to you, Kayla. Now that you've worn this bracelet, you're mine forever." My first feeling for him began under that tree when I was twelve. At sixteen, I became his wife. And before I even reached nineteen, it felt like I had already lived through an entire lifetime of hardship. Now I was nineteen, and it felt like it was finally time to wake up. Whatever connection we once had was over. Both of them were now staring directly at the bracelet on my wrist. That was when I realized what I had to do, and I quickly tried to take it off.

I looked between them—my mate and my would-be ally. War on one side. Fate on the other. And me, standing in the middle, burning silver. “I don’t care what destiny says,” I said quietly. “I have no internet in Lucas, I am only married to him because of my father.” I said without looking at any of them. I could sense Lucas' rage, but I like to push him to the edge too, he can't just have me because I am married to him. This is going to be tough for the both of us.

Even if ours had started as an arrangement, it was still real enough to have consequences. But I wasn't going to tell Clara that. Instead, I took another sip of water. “I'm mostly annoyed that everyone keeps reminding me.” “That is because you're getting married.” “I know.” “With Sebastian.” “I know.” “Your childhood nemesis.” “I am painfully aware.” “The man who used to beat you in academic competitions.” “He didn't beat me that often.” Clara raised an eyebrow. “Fine. Enough times.” She laughed. Then her expression softened. “You know, I still can't believe you're actually doing this.”

Chloe walks into her husband Marcus's office to bring him birthday cupcakes for their daughter, only to find him sleeping with his secretary. Instead of crying, Chloe walks away, goes to an underground nightclub, and meets billionaire tycoon Dante Moretti. Dante offers her a deal: marry him to destroy Marcus completely. Chloe agrees, steals Marcus's financial secrets, and launches a massive revenge plot that strips Marcus of his money, his company, and his pride, turning Chloe into a wealthy, powerful queen. Every moment of this journey tested her courage and pushed her past her limits. The stakes were high, the dangers were real, and there was no turning back once the wheels of revenge we

"Daisy, you'll really do anything to get out of this marriage, won't you? Now you're pulling the amnesia card?" "I'm not lying! I really don't remember the last eight years!" "Enough," he snarled, grabbing my chin. "For the last six months, you've tried starving yourself and running away to force a divorce. Now it's amnesia?" "You think playing dumb is going to make me let you run off to that piece of trash from the slums?" His grip hurt, but the whole situation was just so ridiculous. What kind of idiot was my future self? Did I really ditch a Mafia Don to throw myself at some guy from the slums? And abandon my husband and child for him?

She deadpanned. Fucking Ethan Grey. He has been my nemesis right from college. We had a history that went back and when we both became alphas of our packs which were neighboring, an unhealthy competition came between us. I never liked the man. I always hated him because he was always trying to take what was mine. Business opportunities, allies, and now my fucking wife. “You cannot marry him. You do not know him, he is not a good man.” I tried to warn her. “And you are?” She raised a brow. I was at a loss for words.

A real one. My tone turned colder, still polite, but with an edge sharp enough to cut glass. "Spoiler alert, Nora. Richard and I are married now. As in, legally, spiritually, emotionally. So whatever fantasy you’re playing in your head… it’s pointless." I stood, fixing my top and brushing imaginary lint off my pants. I was about to walk away, feeling like I’d just walked all over her soul in heels, but she had one last card to throw.

"We are so different, let's not forget about my mental health. He's like fire, and I'm ice, he's kind and loving, I'm rude and have no feelings. We're so different on every scale." "Have you forgotten about the old saying? Opposites attract." "Oh please," she scoffed. "You should know better than to believe that adage. Complete opposites would be the doom of each other." "Maybe you aren't complete opposites. You both can make it work." "It's not gonna work out. There's no chemistry or attraction between us, we're just friends." "Married couples aren't just friends, how stupid are the both of you? You are married for God's sake!" Hanifa yelled, shocked at how the both of them were toying with

Shock slammed into me like a freight train. "What?!" I screamed, my voice echoing off the walls. "I will never marry you, Trevor Reynolds. Not in this life and certainly not in the next." I spat the words venomously, my heart seething with resentment. Lunacy? What absurdity!

He frowns, “you two are still at friendship level, really Taina?” My face contorts into a frown, “Hema, it seems like you’ve forgotten but I’ll kindly remind you. I am currently married to Nek Bellos, I’m a married woman, why will I be having a romantic relationship with a person outside my husband” His frown forms deeper, “you’re only married to him in name and nothing else”. I shrug, “it doesn’t matter, he’s the only one I love and he’s the only one that I’ll ever love. So please get the idea of me and David or any other guy getting together” I say, smiling as I gently pat his hands.