Billionaires Books for Women
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Wife's Fury, Dynasty To Ashes
On the anniversary of our son's death, I found my husband in our sacred cabin with his pregnant mistress. He sent me their wedding invitation, along with a recording of him calling me "tainted" from the trauma that killed our son, confessing he'd secretly sterilized me to get a "pure" heir. He thought he was starting a new dynasty; I decided to attend the wedding and burn his to the ground./0/80685/coverorgin.jpg?v=017f37e5b8efbcdc2acc4f6c893defed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Uncle Mark's Doomsday Dice
Thanksgiving was usually my favorite holiday, a time for family and good food. This year, my wealthy Uncle Mark, who constantly belittled our humble family, turned dinner into a display of his supposed superiority, pulling out stacks of cash and daring us to play high-stakes poker, specifically mocking my retired mailman father and me for "pinching pennies." Fuelled by years of suppressed anger over his taunts, especially towards my father, I stepped up to play, risking and quickly losing my entire Christmas bonus in a series of humiliating dice rolls as he gloated. But when he kept pushing, openly savaging my father’s quiet dignity and mocking my girlfriend, a deep, simmering fury ignited within me; this wasn't just about money anymore, it was a battle for my family's honor. With trembling hands but unwavering resolve, I pulled out my phone, displaying my thirty-thousand-dollar house down payment fund, ready to risk everything and make this Thanksgiving a lesson he would never forget./0/20144/coverorgin.jpg?v=a98ab9623a3cb9ece063c108ddc71bb9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Broken and Pregnant
Lucy Mason is a girl with a dark past to her relationship with Kent Oliver Stone. He was the man who broke her heart. Years passed and they met again but in an intimate situation. Both of them got drunk and even spent one night in her house. For Lucy, she thought everything happened for a reason but it's all just a dream. What if the man she still in love with after ten years was happily married to her best friend Eloisa? Will she still loves him and willing to be his mistress for the sake of her love for him? What if she was willing to let go but found out that she was pregnant with his child? Will she takes the risk? Is loving a married man sin or a curse?/0/25150/coverorgin.jpg?v=888c7b3541e301310cd4d6c3bb870ce7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mr. CEO Loves Me a Million Times
Emma Jones said if she had known that this man who was amazingly handsome would have such a horrendous identity ... She would rather die than say something mean to his sensitive part: “Diameter 1.8 meter? Go home to cry.” What should she do now? This demon-like man wanted to be her lover ... ... Aaron Black, the man holding the lifeblood of the world's finances. He shook his feet, the world economy would shake three times. He was as handsome as a god, and as evil as a demon, vicious, elegant, and utterly decisive, the world was in his control. However, this emperor-like man got fascinated about this little orphan girl, he loved her and spoiled her as much as he could.../1/101022/coverorgin.jpg?v=37cdb7d8a72cb09276af7f9f8043bc64&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Arrange Marriage to a Heartless CEO
"I hate you, Aiden! I hate you! And trust me... you'll never find anyone who'll love you the way I did." Tears streamed down Charlotte Parker's face as she stormed into her room, packing the last pieces of her broken heart. This time, I knew I'd messed up. And there was no going back. Charlotte Parker is a kind, beautiful, and well-mannered 22-year-old with dreams of becoming a popular writer. But life has other plans. With her family struggling, she's forced to step up... whether she's ready or not. Aiden Kingston, on the other hand, is everything she can't stand. Arrogant. Rude. A notorious playboy. And the cold-hearted CEO of a million-dollar company. For Aiden, keeping his inheritance means one thing: marriage. Fast. Both blindsided by an arranged marriage neither of them asked for, their worlds collide in the most chaotic way. Charlotte is water, soft but strong. Aiden is fire, uncontrolled and burning through everything in his path. But Aiden has a secret. One that could destroy whatever fragile peace they're trying to build. Will he let his walls down for her? Can Charlotte see past his mistakes and frozen heart? Or will the hatred between them grow so deep it consumes them both... for good?/0/45174/coverorgin.jpg?v=c227ab511e8118db932fffa152006c78&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Summer's Solstice
"Yes, come on" Laina pulled me into a mall. "I'll just go with you Laina. Don't make me spend any more money. Later your Mommy and Daddy will be angry about that" I refused when he wanted to buy me a cellphone. "Fine. I'll buy the new phone. Then, I'll give this to you" Laina went directly inside the mall. My eyes widened at the price of the cellphones he was looking at. It's different when you're rich and can buy everything you want. "I like this one. What do you think Jeah?" I cringed when I saw the price of what he was going to buy. "If I were you, you're cheap, the camera is the only difference between cellphones, as long as you can laugh and text, that's okay" I suggested here but she just ignored it. He gave his card to the cashier and bought the cellphone he wanted. I just sighed when we got out of the shop. "Here. From now on this is what you will use. Throw away your keypad phone" Laina handed me her old cellphone. "It's Laina. I can't accept it. It's okay with my push-button cell phone" "I'll take no for an answer. Take it or I'll throw it away" I just smiled and did nothing but accept what it gave. Laina Ayden Salvador is my best friend. When we were young, we often played together. Because their private school is opposite our public school. One day I saw him fighting so I defended him since then he has always been waiting for me. He gives me food, clothes and so on. I am also very grateful to this friend of mine because when I am in dire straits, I just say one thing and he gives and does not even ask me to pay. "Jeah, Brother Yadiel is outside. Let's go" Jeah pulled me and went to his older brother. We quietly entered his black car. "Hi Brother, thank you for picking me up. I bought a new phone" he proudly showed his brother the newly purchased cellphone. "Where's your old phone? It's still fine" he said gruffly while peering at us in the rearview mirror. "I gave it to Jeah. I don't want it anymore, I'm fed up" he said and smiled at me. Yadiel Summer and I met our eyes in the rearview mirror. I can see the meeting of his eyebrows and his insulting smile. I just held my breath. This is why I don't want Laina's family to think that I am using her. "Wait I left something in the car" Laina quickly left me in their living room. As he exited, Summer entered. "Enjoying your new phone?" he said while smiling. "So? What are you going to ask my brother for next, a laptop? a car? a house?" It pained me when I heard his judgment of me. Out of the four of them, Summer is always hot-blooded to me. Laina's other twin treated me well, as did her Mommy and Daddy. "Whatever makes you sleep at night Summer" I faked a smile and tortured him. "Yeah, yeah, gold digger" he said before leaving me. I felt a pain in my heart after hearing what Summer said. It's not my fault that I was born poor. It's not my fault that I was orphaned early. I am trying to get out of life. "Oh you're here Jeah" Catalina came down from their 2nd floor. It had a beautiful smile and smiled when it saw the phone I was holding. "It's a good thing you accepted it. I thought you wouldn't like what we gave you," said Catalina and squeezed my hand. "Thank you for this. You and Laina made a plan together" "It's nothing, you deserve it. Oh, how can I leave first, I have somewhere else to go" he said and left in a hurry. "Jeah, come on. I want to make you my model" Laina pulled me into her room. His course is fashion designing and he often makes me a model for the concepts he comes up with. I can't do anything because it seems like this is my only payment for the people he helps me with. Laina dressed and fixed me. "Wow, you look so gorgeous. I'm sure there will be many likes when I upload your photos" Laina pulled me to their garden because that's where our mini photoshoot will be done. I stopped walking when I saw Summer sitting with a girl. It almost hugged him. Summer suddenly turned in my direction. I immediately looked away because I was lost in its presence. "Come here Jeah! Get here quickly" Laina quickly gave me instructions on what pose to do. "Nice.. perfect" he shouted as he pressed the camera one after the other. I smile every time Laina gives me a complement. "My bestfriend is so perfect" he shouted while taking a picture of me. I just shook my head at him. I turned to Summer who was now watching Laina and I's photoshoot. I suddenly felt ashamed and embarrassed because of the way he was staring. Are you looking at me! He has a woman next to him! I was brought back to reality when my cellphone rang loudly. "Aww, I'm still getting a little but it's okay," said Laina I still have school. I got a part time job to support myself. I don't want to rely on my relatives especially and I am often criticized. "brot Yadiel, take Jeah. You're leaving too" "Not anymore Laina. I can drive a jeep" I quickly denied him. "Wow, you're still choosy. Hurry up and get dressed, I'll wait downstairs" Summer said and/0/47677/coverorgin.jpg?v=ade5859b931bea93bdf7ba546a3a7280&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE PREGNANCY CONTRACT
Blurb When innocent college student Ciara Damien desperately needs money to pay for her father's medical care, she agrees to be the surrogate for Evans Leonard, an enigmatic billionaire. But Ciara isn't prepared for the passion that erupts between them, or Evans's dark family secrets, as she is drawn into a world of fame, wealth, and danger./0/23899/coverorgin.jpg?v=423176fa1c481d33042a638162eb3b8a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Triplets Secret Lover
Ann Davis divorced Hans Graham after she caught her husband having an affair with Franz Smith and Teddy Lee. Ann was shocked that her husband was gay. While drunk with grief, Ann Davis met J. Carter, the handsome billionaire and CEO of the Carter Group. Ann decided to help J. Carter, to get away from a woman who chased him spontaneously. But unfortunately, Ann fainted from being too drunk. When she awoke, she realized that she had spent the night with J. Carter and that her purse was in the man's hands. J. Carter offered her a year-long contract marriage to help him avoid Merry Smith. Who would have thought the contract marriage brought Ann to the reality behind the fire that killed her late Father? What was J. Carter's secret? Who was Merry Smith? What did Hans Graham do? What was Franz Smith's intention? Will Ann manage to find a man who loves her sincerely? Does true love exist?/0/38917/coverorgin.jpg?v=096ba24eb9a6484d929900410d89f2cc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Surrogate Wife.
Eliza's life was destroyed by them: her boyfriend and her best friend. Five years ago, her boyfriend's career was at its lowest point and Eliza sacrificed everything to support him. However, her best friend fooled Eliza to be a surrogate mother. When her boyfriend led a successful career, he dumped Eliza because she had lost her virginity and had babies. It was just an excuse for the affair between the shameless couple. Losing all interest in life, she agreed to marry Mr. Valentine, a disfigured billionaire who likes to torture women in bed. It was said that his two exes died horribly in bed. Eliza didn't know that Mr. Valentine was the man she used to carry babies for. In this way, she got a handsome husband and a pair of adorable twins... """/0/51432/coverorgin.jpg?v=fc855a732d312abe212914848f7fe903&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A BILLIONAIRE'S UNWANTED BRIDE
It Is a one-night stand for a 24 years old college girl, Annabelle. With no strings attached. When she sees her baby father on the cover page of a magazine tagged as a billionaire and a Casanova, her mother is set on using him to change their poor status. Aidan is a 26 years old billionaire with a high sexual urge, ever since the night with Anna. He is less interested in keeping a woman and having a baby is totally out of it. When confronted with the news of Anna's pregnancy, he denies it until her mother threatens to tarnish his image. Will Aidan agree to the marriage? Will Anna keep the pregnancy even after the rejection? Will she be able to take his insults and the fact that he finds her unwanted?/0/85066/coverorgin.jpg?v=d9d6088b48baaab6c35314e0f3b87662&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Leaving the Billionaire's Shadow
I woke up to the sterile silence of my master bedroom, 27 again. This wasn' t a dream; it was my second chance to escape a life everyone else called a fairytale. On my wife Olivia' s side of the king-sized bed, the sheets were undisturbed. She was Olivia Hayes, the tech mogul, a name that carried weight. To the outside world, I was Ethan Miller, the lucky architect married to a billionaire, but looking at our family photo, a chilling emptiness consumed me. I saw a stranger with a forced smile standing next to a woman who was never there, and two children whose affection I' d lost to Liam Thorne, Olivia' s childhood sweetheart. Years of being a shadow, my efforts ignored, my presence taken for granted-I wouldn' t live that life again. I found the file I was looking for: Divorce_Agreement.pdf. After printing two copies, I scrolled through my contacts until I found the name that haunted my previous life. Liam Thorne. He picked up on the third ring, his voice thick with sleep. "Who is this?" "It' s Ethan Miller," I said, devoid of emotion. A confused pause, then. "Ethan? Do you know what time it is? Is Olivia okay?" "Olivia is fine," I replied. "I' m calling about something else. I have divorce papers here. I' m ready to sign them. I want to give you everything. Olivia, the children, this house. It' s all yours."/0/78965/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb35c281b317dc0149f7b0e95a17f1b9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound by Duty to Dante Greyson
On the night of her birthday, Anastasia's world is turned upside down. Her father's brutal attack sets off a chain reaction that shatters her dreams and changes her life forever. In a shocking twist, her father is forced to reveal a dark secret. Anastasia is to marry into the infamous Greyson family, the most powerful and feared dynasty in the world. And her husband to be is none other than Dante Greyson, the enigmatic, ruthless billionaire with a reputation for getting what he wants, no matter the cost. As Anastasia is dragged into the Greyson's treacherous world, she's confronted with a toxic web of family dynamics, including an ex-girlfriend with a hidden agenda, a mother-in-law who despises her, and sisters-in-law who'll stop at nothing to destroy her. But Dante, the man she's bound to, is a puzzle she's desperate to solve. With a heart frozen by past betrayal, can he ever love again? And what happens when the sparks between them ignite a fire that threatens to consume them both? But just as Anastasia begins to navigate this treacherous new world, a sinister message arrives, shattering her fragile sense of security: "Leave Dante or get caught up in the storm"/0/56751/coverorgin.jpg?v=710ebf3889dcee96ca18f8ce70515a18&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Captivated by Mr. Billionaire
Rafael Achilles Cordova is the notoriously cold CEO of Cordova Industries, unrivaled in the business world. Raised as the successor of his father's company, he poured his life into preparing to inherit the company and grew up with no other interests. No care for women, money, or life in general. For all 29 years of his life, he lived purely for the sake of carrying out his duty without divulging into a single frivolity. And yet, why couldn't he get his mind off of the bright violet eyes of a particular little lady who randomly entered his life one day? Why was there a fuzzy feeling in his chest at a mere glimpse of her? Why did it feel like his entire world was collapsing with only a single tear running down her cheek? Where were all these feelings coming from? Unfamiliar feelings that he had not once ever felt before in his entire life. Little did he know that those were the feelings of a king who finally found his queen, one who he would lay his entire empire down to stay by her side./0/85692/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106210323&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Poisoned Love, Calculated Death
The yacht' s engine faded, leaving me stranded on a desolate island. My fiancé, Liam, and my adoptive sister, Brittany, had promised a celebratory pre-wedding adventure, but they left me there to die. For ten agonizing days, the emergency beacon on the smartwatch Liam gave me, supposedly a symbol of his protection, blinked unseen. He ignored my desperate signal, the battery dying, my hope dwindling with each passing hour. My leg was shattered, twisted at an unnatural angle from a wild boar attack, leaving me crippled and starving, death a patient shadow. Then, a man emerged from the jungle, a rugged survivalist named Jax, who became my savior, tending my wounds and feeding me. I fell for him, hard and fast, believing fate had replaced a false love with a real one. One night, the pulsing light of a satellite phone deep in the jungle shattered that illusion. I crawled to his hidden bunker, and heard Jax–whose real name was Jason Cole–reporting to Brittany, confirming my worst fears. "I need to stay here to ensure she doesn' t escape and challenge the heiress for her inheritance," he said, his voice cold and professional. Brittany' s chilling reply echoed through the night: "Just make sure it' s clean. No traces. The island will take care of the rest." My savior was my jailer, every kind gesture a calculated lie, every moment a performance. He was poisoning my wound, making sure the island would be blamed for my slow, agonizing death. But I wasn't just a victim; I was an architect, and I could build a storm. Sneaking into his high-tech bunker, I manipulated satellite weather data, designing a phantom hurricane aimed directly at the island. My fabricated storm was my only ticket off this island, but first, I had to survive the real monster trapped with me./0/84597/coverorgin.jpg?v=9e06a6708b432d145dc8d3e832c83514&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's True Reckoning
The sterile scent of disinfectant was my daily reminder: my parents were gone, killed in a car crash, and my brother, Alex, was paralyzed. Just seventeen, his vibrant blue eyes had dimmed, and our tiny apartment reeked of medical bills we could barely afford. I, Lily Reed, a waitress barely making rent, was all he had left. Then, like a mirage, Mark Thompson reappeared. Alex' s childhood best friend, vanished since the accident, now a polished, wealthy man. He swept into our lives as a savior, moved us to a luxurious apartment, hired nurses, paid our debts. His charm was intoxicating; I believed he was everything I needed, everything I thought I wanted. So, when he proposed, I said yes, feeling like the final piece of a perfect puzzle had fallen into place-a second chance at a real family, a real life. But at our wedding reception, a low, drunken conversation twisted my stomach: "He had to... it was the only way to keep her quiet about the accident. He owed her." Then, a whisper from Mark on a balcony, meant for his former girlfriend, Sarah: "This marriage is just a means to an end... I got rid of the obstacles, just like I promised." Obstacles. My parents. Alex. The world crashed around me. It wasn't an accident. It was him. My husband, the man I' d given everything to, was the monster who had destroyed my family. I had willingly walked into my own gilded cage. Rage, cold and sharp, ignited within me. He thought he had bought my silence, that I was a naive fool to be gotten rid of. He thought he had won. He had no idea what he had just unleashed. I would play his game, be the perfect wife, and wait. And when the time was right, I would destroy him./0/94922/coverorgin.jpg?v=c8472ecd3bd0f90e3d6fe61f8b5d8edd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn as the Billionaire wife
Betrayed by her husband and left to die, Elena Dawson wakes up ten years earlier before her doomed marriage. This time, she won't fall for the lies that destroyed her. Instead, she turns to Alexander Knight, the cold billionaire who always loved her in silence. In this life, Elena isn't just fighting for love. She's fighting for revenge, redemption, and a future that's finally hers. --- "You're late, Richard," Elena said coolly, her smile sharp enough to cut. In her first life, she would have melted at his charm. In this one, she saw only poison. Later that night, she stood before Alexander Knight. His dark gaze pinned her in place, unreadable, powerful. "Why are you here, Miss Dawson?" he asked, voice like steel. Elena lifted her chin. "To change my fate. Marry me, Mr. Knight."/0/81625/coverorgin.jpg?v=3456aab417e8b3745f4425233ffa3761&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Playing the Pawn, Winning the Game
For seven long years, I've lived in this gilded cage, the King family mansion, playing the role of the quiet, mousy charity case, pathetically infatuated with Ethan Prescott – Victoria King' s dazzling fiancé. Everyone, especially Victoria, thought I was a fool, a harmless fixture always mooning over her prize. Then, hidden in the library shadows, I overheard their wicked plan. Victoria' s voice, sharp with disdain, saying I was 'still mooning over him.' And Ethan, smooth as silk, calling it 'useful,' for 'keeps her docile.' The chilling part? Their scheme to ensure I was 'out of sight for good,' and horrifyingly, Ethan's suggestion: 'Or better yet, pregnant. That would certainly tie things up neatly, wouldn't it?' My breath caught, but inside, a cold fire ignited. Pregnant. So that was their game: ruin me completely, tie me down, then discard me. And I played my part beautifully. I let them see my 'blush,' feigned shyness, even made sure they 'overheard' my morning sickness. They exchanged triumphant glances, utterly convinced their cruel masterpiece was unfolding perfectly. They believed I was a mere pawn, eating out of their hands, destined for a pauper's grave like my mother, Sarah Vance. They took everything from her – her life, her dignity – and then from me. Every sneer, every whispered insult, every moment of humiliation I endured was a necessary sacrifice, a foundation built on their scorn. But they were fools, hopelessly blinded by their arrogance. They had no idea who they were truly dealing with. Ethan, their precious golden boy, was just a finely crafted key, and I was learning every single one of its grooves. Let them think they were in control. The game, this grand, devastating game of revenge, had been mine all along./0/65512/coverorgin.jpg?v=c4fe024b8edc8c7d7ca0bdf172033fcc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
AFTER MY EX-WIFE
Alexander Brookes was once a rising star in the competitive world of business, until the love of his life, Alessia , left for Paris, crushing his hopes. Diverting into depression and frequent drunkenness, he gave in to his father's opinion , marrying Camilla-a woman he hardly knows-in a loveless arrangement intended to save his reputation. For three years, their marriage has been frigid, but when Alessia unexpectedly returns, Alex's addiction reignites, blinding him to the love that has gradually built between him and Camilla. Camilla realizes she is pregnant, a secret that might change everything, just as their lives cross paths again. As Alex battles his problems and accepts the consequences of his decisions, Alessia's envy leads to a catastrophic kidnapping of Camilla's child, forcing him and Camilla to collaborate. In a high-stakes game of love, betrayal, and forgiveness, will Alex find the courage to recover his life and become the father and partner they deserve? AFTER MY EX-WIFE is a story of second chance, tenacity, and enduring family relationships, demonstrating that sometimes the way to love is paved with heartache./0/80530/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106193726&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Nanny's Secret
I prided myself on being the "Tech Queen," the CEO who built Innovatech from the ground up. My success came at a price: missed dinners, demanding schedules, and less time with my precious daughter, Emily. But I always made sure she had the best, like the custom robot cake and Parisian designer jacket for her recent birthday. Then, a photo on Instagram shattered my perfect world. It was Emily's unique cake, her coveted jacket—but on another boy. When I questioned my husband, Kevin, he casually dismissed it, claiming Emily had a tantrum and ruined her own cake. A lie, I instinctively knew. The unease deepened. Emily, once vibrant, became withdrawn, her laughter replaced by silence. During bath time, I saw them: faint, purplish bruises, tellingly finger-shaped, on her tiny arms. Then she whispered the words that turned my blood to ice: "Maria gives me special sleepy juice at night, Mommy. It makes me sleep very, very deep." Maria, the nanny Kevin insisted was "family." My stomach twisted with a sickening mix of dread and fury. How could I have been so blind? Was my entire life, my family, a lie? That night, with my heart hammering, I accessed the hidden security cameras I'd secretly installed across our house. The "Tech Queen" was about to uncover her darkest secret. And when I did, no one involved would escape her wrath./0/43298/coverorgin.jpg?v=c05aa3405cd8715af30f8e6540017b15&imageMogr2/format/webp)
