Billionaires Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Chloe's Comeback: Reclaiming Her Throne
After four years building the European empire of Vanderbilt Press, I thought my return to New York would be a triumphant homecoming. My Wharton MBA and proven track record had earned me my rightful place at the top of the family business. Leo, my brother, met me at JFK, his wide smile promising celebration. He even bought me a priceless painting at an exclusive gallery. But as I reveled in my return, the gallery doors burst open, and Ashley, my once-foster sister, stormed in. Her eyes, filled with venomous rage, glared at me. A sharp smack across my face echoed through the silent space, followed by her shrill accusations, calling me a gold-digging groupie and claiming the painting for herself. This was just the beginning. At our Upper East Side townhouse, Ashley was already playing the victim, sobbing on the settee as our mother, Eleanor, comforted her. Ashley spun a web of lies, accusing me of seducing Leo, mocking her, and even stealing her vintage watch – a watch that was, in fact, my graduation gift from our father. My own mother, initially swayed by Ashley's tears, seemed to forget I was her daughter. How could someone I had known for so long twist reality with such ease? Why would my family, rich and powerful, fall for such transparent manipulation? I stood there, face stinging, watching Ashley weep her fabricated story, my rightful home suddenly feeling like enemy territory. But they had no idea who they were dealing with. I had come home not just to reclaim my past, but to secure my future. And to do that, I would have to expose every single one of Ashley's lies./0/64889/coverorgin.jpg?v=b4b65a9f0130b2039b554e0dbc417162&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bearing The Tycoon's Heir
"Alyssa, the doctor said that once you sign these papers, I can get the surgery done right away," her mother said, pulling some documents from the side table. And that's how Alyssa signed away her freedom. Being sold by your own mother to become a sex worker, you thought your life was over and that you would be trapped in that world forever. Luckily, you were rescued by your boss, and you hoped for a better future. But then, you discovered that he only married you to secure his own position. To him, you were just a birth machine. What will you do now? Will you return to the brothel, or stay in your husband's house, where even the servants are treated with more respect than you? Welcome to Alyssa's Smith heart wrenching, pathetic life./0/20764/coverorgin.jpg?v=66ad241bea3ce08aaba288e1abdcfe92&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Gynecologist
THE GYNECOLOGIST WRITTEN BY SUNNY JOHN :::::::::::::: :::::::::::::: Prologue "Are you insinuating that I am FAT?" My icy blue eyes narrow at Curtis as he mumbles a ridiculous speculation. A soft chuckle escapes out of his mouth which I really find annoying, sometimes. He brushes his nails against his cheek to top it off—one of his habits that makes me want to shoot a poor little chicken in rage. Don't get me wrong... I love chickens and other feathery little bits. They're noisy creatures who just want to live in peace. It's just that, this guy over here can get on my nerves sometimes. I am pretty much self-actualized that I am nowhere chubby. "You've been missing your periods, Sweetheart. What else could it be?" he responds ignorantly. He is perpetually concentrating on his iPhone X's big screen for about ten minutes now as if I do not exist. I take a peek at it and my eyes widen when I notice that he is actually watching porn. Hardcore porn. I try my best to avoid allowing my eyes to dart over the screen. Having a glimpse of it makes me want to puke. He doesn't even give me the courtesy of at least tilting his mobile away from my line of vision. The perks of having a naughty best friend... "Can you just at least, pause that filthy video for a few seconds and listen to me?" "Oh, Lily. Relax, will you? Whatever happens, whether you're pregnant or not, always remember that behind those clouds..." he mumbles, still not looking at me. I anticipate on whatever words of wisdom he will throw at me, even though I know it will be pointless. "./0/81436/coverorgin.jpg?v=77a0e81223b1a46f7997634db65c40c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Money, His Mistress
For five years, I lived as Sarah Miller, the unassuming wife of a rising tech executive. I meticulously hid my true identity as Sarah Sterling, heiress to a vast fortune, believing my quiet support was building my husband Ethan's dreams. But that carefully constructed facade shattered at a school fair. Instead of Ethan, engrossed in a "critical product demo," I found him openly laughing with his colleague, Chloe, her son perched on his shoulders, a perfect family portrait. The text "Saw you. Don't make a scene" burned my eyes as he publicly humiliated me, even tripping me. Later, when our innocent daughter Lily approached him, he coldly asked, "Whose kid is this?" The humiliation deepened when Chloe, smirking, implied Ethan was hers, and he prioritized her son over Lily. I soon discovered his "hard-earned" success was funding Chloe's lavish lifestyle, not ours. Days later, as Lily fought a severe asthma attack, Ethan, ignoring her labored breathing and hearing Chloe's laugh, dismissed my desperate plea for help as "dramatic." My world, a carefully constructed illusion, crumbled, replaced by a cold, burning rage. Years of "late nights" and "urgent work trips" weren' t ambition; they were a double life, built entirely on my blind trust and, ironically, my family' s secret funds. This wasn't just an affair; it was an elaborate deception, a meticulously orchestrated project of my own foolishness. The custom-made dollhouse I' d ordered for Lily' s birthday, now casually claimed by Ethan for Chloe's son, was the ultimate betrayal. But the Sterling heiress, buried for five years, was about to resurface. The quiet, unassuming Sarah Miller died that day. Now, as Sarah Sterling, I would reclaim my power, dismantle my husband's fraudulent empire, and show him the true cost of his betrayal./1/110312/coverorgin.jpg?v=430b5e9604fdbc8d1e1f30acae3bc5f2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Regret Began When She Let Go
" I want to know," Marissa said, placing a hand on her belly, "If you'll still be here to watch me give Bryce the child you never could!" Rachel's blood ran cold. Of course! She was right. *** For three years, Rachel has lived as the perfect wife of Bryce Voss. Gentle, composed and endlessly loyal, she believed love could soften any cruelty, until the day her husband walked into their matrimonial doors with another woman at his side, claiming she carried his child. Declared infertile and a cancer victim after countless hospital visits, Rachel endures shame and cold shoulders from the family she once adored. When Bryce demands a divorce, she asks for one last thing- fourteen days. Fourteen days to remain his wife before fate decides what she'll become... but surprisingly he's indifferent./0/95063/coverorgin.jpg?v=635e6544df729ae0cb043cec74560e9b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Framed By The Billionaire I Saved
For five years, I was the live-in psychologist who saved billionaire Julian Davenport. I did it to repay a debt, believing he was the boy who once saved my life. On my last day, he and his fiancée framed me. They destroyed my career, turned my family against me, and left me with nothing. I was broken, betrayed by the very man I had healed. Then, a kind stranger found me standing in the rain. He revealed a devastating secret that changed everything: he was my real savior, and the man I sacrificed my life for was a fraud./0/69756/coverorgin.jpg?v=acc5260c2137691cb0acc6eeab51f35b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
RECLAIMING EMMA
To the outside world, Emma's life was perfect. She was married to the most powerful man in New York, she was the envy of many ladies, everyone wanted to be in her shoes because she had it all. Or so they thought. What people didn't know was that Emma had been sold off to Jeff as a result of her parents debts, they were the perfect couple outside but secretly, Emma was miserable. A unexpected pregnancy turns Emma's life upside down and when Jeff discovers that the pregnancy isn't his, he goes ahead and divorces her causing Emma to leave New York. Four years later, Emma returned to the city that was both her home and haunted her, now accompanied by her twins. Yet, New York was no longer the sanctuary she had hoped for. Jeff, still powerful and relentless, set his sights on reclaiming her. As if fate itself toyed with her emotions, the father of her children, Sam, reentered her life, bringing with him a second chance at love and happiness. Emma now has to choose between reigniting the flames of her past with Jeff or forging a new path with Sam, Emma faced her most daunting choice yet, one that would redefine not just her future, but the lives of her children as well./0/55156/coverorgin.jpg?v=7351a3678b11898b27388dffb73a078d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
