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Billionaires Books for Women

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Sorry Ex You're Out Of My League

Sorry Ex You're Out Of My League

Elise Thatcher took care of Kayden Anderson, a rich Billionaire who was in coma for three years. To make things easy for Elise to take care of Kayden, his grandma let them marry. Elise endured the harsh treatment from her in-laws for the sake of love, thinking she could melt his frozen heart. She hid her identity and healed Kayden until he could walk again. But when he recovered, he demanded a divorce coldly, bringing home his first love. Elise had enough. She forced him to sign the divorce papers and returned to claim her throne, becoming the most sought after Queen in the business world. Elise flung the papers at Kayden's face. Kayden glared at her in surprised. The people around them gasped in shock. How could Elise do this to Kayden, a multibillionaire and her husband?! "I've signed it. Don't worry. Jessie doesn't need to leave. I'll leave," Elise mocked as she walked pass them. However, Kayden grabbed ahold of her arm and pulled her back, his grip bruising and punishing. "Where do you think you're going? Kneel and apologize to Jessie!" "Apologize to her? For what?" Elise blinked her eyes innocently. She fought back a wince. Kayden was increasing his grip on her arm as if he wanted to break it. "For scaring her. You should treat her with respect," Elise burst out laughing, catching everyone off guard. Her heart felt like it was hit by a sledgehammer over and over again. "You want me, your legal wife to apologize to your mistress? Kayden, do you know what you're saying?"
The Jilted Heiress's Ruthless Return To Power

The Jilted Heiress's Ruthless Return To Power

After raising Dakota for years, the wealthy Walton family mercilessly kicked her out of their mansion. Her adopted father threw a crisp check for five hundred dollars onto a stripped mattress. "That is more than enough for a bus ticket back to whatever slum your real parents live in. Do not ever contact us again." Her adopted sister Cindy tried to violently snatch her faded canvas backpack, smugly bragging that she was already engaged to Dakota's former fiancé. The entire family stood on their grand balcony, sneering in disgust as Dakota left in a broken-down, smoking rental car. "You are going to die in the gutter!" They treated her like a contagious disease, truly believing she was nothing more than an ungrateful, bottom-feeding street rat destined to rot in poverty and beg for their charity. But what the arrogant Waltons didn't know was that on her way "home," Dakota would casually save the dying matriarch of the country's most powerful family using a mythical medical technique. She traded her smoking junk car for a million-dollar reward and a flawless Rolls-Royce Cullinan. And the filthy "slum" she was returning to? It was the palatial estate of the ultra-billionaire Su empire. As her true parents wept with joy and ordered their staff to buy out every luxury brand in the world just to welcome her back, Dakota prepared to show the people who threw her away what real power looked like.
The Billionaire Fiancee's Revenge

The Billionaire Fiancee's Revenge

Kimberly Clark believed she had finally escaped a lifetime of being overlooked because of her plain looks. After years of standing in the shadow of her sister, she had found her place-and her heart-in Alexander Wellington, heir to a powerful empire. With him, she was no longer invisible. She was seen, valued, and loved. Their wedding was meant to mark the moment her painful past gave way to a brighter future. But on the night of Alexander's bachelor party, her sister, Summer, struck with ruthless precision. Disguised as hotel staff, she drugged his drink and followed him into his room-her jealousy twisting into obsession. Alexander resisted, fighting the haze overtaking his body. "Stop, Summer," he groaned, shoving her back. But she clung tighter, whispering words meant to wound: "She doesn't deserve you. I'm the one you should want." Then came the message-sent from an unknown number. Kimberly, hurry. Alexander isn't feeling well. Room 1207. She rushed to the hotel, heart pounding with fear. When the door swung open, she saw Alexander on the bed with Summer-his shirt undone, Summer pressed against him. To her, this was betrayal. The man she trusted above all seemed to have shattered her. Blinded by heartbreak, she fled into the night. Tears blurred her vision as she stumbled into the street. Headlights flared. The impact was brutal. Glass tore into her face, blood pooling as the car sped away. She was left broken. Her face was destroyed. An elderly man, grieving his own losses, found her and refused to let her die. She lost her memory, but he gave her a new name, flew her abroad for facial reconstruction, and stood by her through every painful surgery. Three years passed. Her face was rebuilt. Her body healed. Her memory returned. Her soul was sharpened by pain. Now, she returns-not as the ignored daughter, not as the bride who bled in the street. She carries a new face, a new identity, and a vow carved deep within her: To reclaim what was hers. To confront the sister who betrayed her. And to face Alexander-the man who once held her heart, the man she cannot forget, and the man she must decide whether to love again... or destroy. The Billionaire Fiancée's Revenge When love is broken by betrayal, vengeance becomes the only vow.
Escaping The Billionaire's Golden Cage

Escaping The Billionaire's Golden Cage

For three years, my billionaire husband Bronson treated me like a fragile glass doll. The media said he worshipped me, but his love felt more like a suffocating collar as we struggled with infertility. The day I finally got a positive pregnancy test, I wanted to surprise him. Instead, I opened his hidden safe and found a commercial surrogacy contract. He had secretly bought another woman to carry his child, and she was already seven weeks pregnant. When I confronted him and threw my wedding ring on his desk, his perfect husband mask shattered. He claimed he did it to "protect" my weak body. When I demanded a divorce and walked out, he systematically cut off my air supply. He froze my credit cards, drained my personal trust fund, and blacklisted me across the entire entertainment industry. "She'll last forty-eight hours before she's crying on her knees." Standing penniless in the freezing rain, I pressed a hand to my flat stomach. If he found out about the baby inside me, he would use it as an unbreakable chain to lock me in his cage forever. I couldn't let him win. With nowhere left to run, I called an old co-star who had mysteriously vanished from Hollywood years ago. Gardner Whitfield wasn't an actor anymore; he was a ruthless corporate predator. He slid a contract across his desk, offering to forge me steel wings to tear Bronson apart. "Sign this, and you become my exclusive property for five years." Without hesitating, I picked up the pen.
News Flash Ex-husband, I'm Alive!

News Flash Ex-husband, I'm Alive!

"I know you're pregnant, Valentina. That's why you have to die tonight. Two lives for the price of one, efficiency was always my strong suit." On her third wedding anniversary, Valentina was gifted a shallow grave. Her husband, Kennedy, the man she adored, was never a billionaire. He was a fraud who drugged her, watched her drown in a poisoned bath, and ordered her burial so he could marry his mistress. He didn't know the gardener would hesitate. He didn't know she would crawl out of the mud, pregnant, broken, and alive. And he never imagined that ghosts would come back with teeth. Dragged from the storm by Ian Kingston, the Titan of industry, Valentina is saved by a man so powerful that Kennedy is nothing more than a disposable bookkeeper in his empire. To the world, Ian is a monster. To Valentina, he is survival. But Ian doesn't see a victim. He sees Misha, his vanished wife, the mother of his two children, the woman who disappeared without a trace. "You have 365 days to prove you aren't her, little bird. Until then, you will sleep in my bed, wear my name, and obey every rule I set." Trapped in a deadly case of mistaken identity, Valentina signs the contract. She becomes Misha Kingston, cold, ruthless, untouchable. Wrapped in emerald silk and Ian's dark protection, she walks back into the world that tried to bury her. The next time Kennedy sees his dead wife, she isn't in a coffin. She's in the arms of his boss. Wearing a queen's crown. Looking down at him from a throne of gold. But as Ian's control turns into obsession, Valentina faces an impossible truth. She is hiding a child conceived by her enemy... While being claimed by a king who refuses to let her go. He buried a wife. He's about to kneel before a Goddess.
Betrayed by CEO Husband

Betrayed by CEO Husband

Knock... knock... The door opened immediately and they were both surprised for different reasons. "Who are you?" Andaru asked coldly. "You bastard! What are you two doing in this room, huh?" The angry Dean lunged at Ndaru and hit her on the right cheek, then pulled back and hit her again. "Andaru!" Linar was startled to hear Tita's shout as she quickly approached the outer door. "Stop it, Dean!" Linar tugged at the back of Dean's shirt. Linar continued to push Dean away from Andaru's torso several times. Linar went down to touch her chest with one hand and tried to breathe regularly. "Go away, Dean, like you said, we'll separate the way I want," Linar said. "So you chose him, your lover, over me, your own husband?" "Don't reverse the facts. I wasn't the one who could cheat on you, until you cheated on me and got pregnant, and you acted as if there was no problem." "Go away!" Buggh!!! Prang!!! This was about the fair reality of life, though it was never fair to her, about the betrayal of the universe against her who glorified loyalty. And now, as the main actor in her life and in the name of the health of her soul, Linar chooses to seek happiness elsewhere, but once again the universe is not on her side, God even gives her a fetus in her belly, the reason that makes her home crack. Which path did she take? How does the universe determine her fate? You can find it in every part, packed with easy language and real storytelling.