Modern Books for Women
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I Wait For You, My Love
Natalie used to think she could melt Connor’s icy heart, but she was sorely mistaken. When at last she decided to leave, she discovered that she was pregnant. Even so, she chose to quietly leave his world, prompting Connor to mobilize all of his resources and expand his business to a global scale—all in a bid to find her. But there was no trace of Natalie. Connor slowly spiraled into madness, turning the city upside down and leaving chaos in his wake. Natalie finally surfaced years later, with wealth and power of her own, only to find herself entangled with Connor once again./0/24729/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220417154545&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Assassin- No Can Melt My Icy Heart
“Please don’t kill me, I will give you whatever you demand for” the man am about to kill pleaded. . “OH! You sound nice, gentleman, I have been paid, and the thing is, I don’t collect money twice. And according to what you said, I NEED YOUR LIFE, nothing else, than your LIFE” I said repeatedly and smile sheepishly. And the word LIFE keeps echoing in my brain. “I don’t mean that, please spare my life” he pleaded crying and trembling. “OH! SORRY! It’s too late, maybe when you come back in your next life, I can help you eliminate the person that asked me to terminate your life” I said with a smiling face. “Please I promised to pay you handsomelly if you spare my life” the man said shaking., “Fuck that up man, am a very honest person and never betrayed my partner. But I will give you a chance to say your last prayer and if you don’t have anything to say. I have a message I want you to deliver to my mother and siblings, just help me tell them I missed them a lot. “RIP” I said and pull the trigger, which pump out his brain with blood splitting out all over the place. “Ouch! Did I just killed him?. Ohh MY HEART JUST MELT, but is not my fault am a good girl you know. “I said and look at the man lieing lifeless on the floor” I nod my head in pity “I need to get out of here, I said and jump through the window. I Know people will soon be here cause of the sound of the gun. I will have used my silent pistol but the person, who gave me the job, said, he want his dead to be announced as soon as possible, so I need to draw people attention. Meet Alice Heron nickname TERROR. A very beautiful and smart lady. She’s very cool or should I say dangerous. Did I just say cool. Maybe she’s cool and fun to be with, but you can never predict, she’s the most dangerous and wanted assassin. She’s a comedian not a famous one but a community comedian, she’s makes everyone smile, but when she was sent to an household she makes them cry bitterly. I think she’s cool and at the same time dangerous like I said. None of the people she worked for have ever seen her face, because she’s always on mask wherever she’s out for a mission. Meet Tyler Harry nickname SMART. A very smart and rich military guy. He was choose to figure out the assasin that has been disturbing people’s live. “What happened when a job was given to TERROR to kill SMART. The two smart people are on a mission of each other. Do you think she will succeed in killing him?. Do you think he will succeed in bringing her out to the world, has the most wanted assasin?. Do you also think they will fall in love? Grap your popcorn now and let’s go on a mission to watch the thrilling moment that’s about to be shown on our screen./0/27545/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220608194025&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Married To The Comatose Tech Emperor
Gina was locked in Blackwood Asylum for five years, framed as a violent lunatic by her own wealthy family. Her brother suddenly dragged her out, but not to save her. He forced her into an arranged marriage with Kerr Brooks, the billionaire emperor of New York, just to save the Rollins family's failing company. Back at the estate, her parents treated her like a biohazard. They showered her adopted sister, Hailie, with love and luxury, while forcing Gina into a freezing servant's room. They threw a brutal prenuptial agreement at her face and threatened to leak a deepfake scandal video to the press if she didn't play the perfect bride. To ensure Gina's absolute ruin, Hailie even ordered a maid to spike her dinner with a massive dose of LSD. They were ruthlessly sacrificing her to a man who was secretly in a deep, unresponsive coma. "She is just a tool, Hailie. Do not waste your pity on a broken thing." Her mother's cold words echoed in the foyer. They looked at Gina's faded jumpsuit and vacant eyes, fully believing she was a heavily sedated pawn they could easily manipulate and discard. But they didn't know Gina was a master hacker, a lethal underground surgeon, and the secret owner of the world's top luxury brand. She neutralized the poison in seconds and slipped into her comatose fiancé's heavily guarded ICU. Disabling the secret neuro-suppressants keeping him asleep, Gina smiled in the dark. If they wanted her to marry a corpse, she would use his empire to bury them all alive./0/18159/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240218191055&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Gang Leader's Girl
"Is this what you want Angel?" Axel panted, trailing his lips up my neck to my face. I shivered when I felt his lips start sucking at a spot on my neck. "Come on, tell me this is what you want Mia because I don't think I can keep myself away from you anymore." His voice was deep and laced with desire, his eyes searched mine for permission. I found myself nodding my head, letting him know this was what I wanted, his lips on mine. I nearly passed out when I felt his teeth pull at my bottom lip, gently biting down on it "Use your words Mia." Axel whispered. "I need to hear you say it." He groaned. "I want you to kiss me." ******* Mia Morrison was a girl that was believed to be made out of steel or at least that's what everyone thought. After her mothers death, seventeen year old Mia had been jumping from one foster home to another since she was seven. That was until Child Protection Services remove Mia from a drunk abusive couple, and shipped her halfway across the county, her life just might take a turn for the better. But sharing the same roof with nine other people can be stressful. It's even more stressful when five of them are boys. And it's pretty much unbearable when two of them develop feelings for you. But can Mia overcome her troubled past and allow herself to fall in love?/1/107954/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b0acc2f6ebe8e27216ac4a2e59dbdb5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married to the Coldest Media King
My father was the King of Wall Street until he was branded a fraud, turning the Maxwell name into a lead weight dragging me to the bottom of the Hudson. I walked into the Brennan Media Tower with blood-red lipstick and a desperate proposal, offering myself as a "paper wife" to Garland Brennan, the coldest billionaire in Manhattan. Garland didn’t even look at me as a human being; he tore my term sheet in half and called me "radioactive" before having security toss me out like trash. I returned to my rotting apartment in Bushwick only to find my roommate’s cousin, a debt collector named Jax, waiting to break my bones. He pinned me against the wall, his hand heavy on my throat as he sneered about selling me to a club to pay off my father's debts. With my ribs aching and my back against the radiator, I had to leak corporate secrets on Twitter just to summon Garland’s private mercenaries to stop a predator. The humiliation didn't stop there. At the Met Gala, the elite mocked my dress made of construction tarp, and my father’s creditors began harassing my senile grandmother in her nursing home. I was a cornered animal, and Garland Brennan was the only hunter offering a cage instead of a grave. I realized then that in this zip code, you are either the predator or the prey, and I was tired of being hunted. Garland offered me a marriage contract that demanded total submission—no equity, no voting rights, just an employee with a wedding ring. I signed the four-hundred-page document with a steady hand, but not before hiding a legal poison pill in the fine print. He thinks he bought a silent asset, but I just secured a front-row seat to his downfall./1/112178/coverorgin.jpg?v=64ba0191e538e6e6cd110e7666c66831&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound To A Scarred Billionaire: Can Love Bloom From Ashes?
Carolina Navarro was married off to Maximo Castillo, a man ruined by a plane crash that left his face scarred and his heart sealed shut. Once charismatic and destined for everything, Maximo lost far more than his looks; he lost trust, tenderness, and the life he thought was his. Now he wanted only a wife and an heir. Carolina gave him vows under pressure, never expecting anything more than a loveless arrangement. But as their bitterness collided and their loneliness deepened, one question refused to fade. Could something real rise from the wreckage they both carried?/0/44128/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230930095024&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The world I Found Myself.
Failure sometimes teaches us a lesson about life, one that we cannot find even with the best tutors. I failed and couldn't be admitted to my dream school. someone else dream become mine. It was not the world I wanted,but it was the world I found my self in. I don't even plan to have a world. where am I, where is this place call? Living and doing someone else dream. The world I found myself./1/107485/coverorgin.jpg?v=ee2cdef7493f422d0d30c9651b3ca9a5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mute Wife's Secret Genius Comeback
For three years, I've played the role of the broken, mute trophy wife to the "Ice King" Heinrich Lloyd. While the world sees me as a fragile liability, I've been building a cage of silence to keep the monsters out, hiding my true identity as a high-level dark web hacker known as Ghost. The cage shattered when my mother-in-law cornered me at a private clinic and demanded I sign away my future. She didn't want my cooperation; she wanted my replacement. She introduced Aria, a ruthless socialite, as the "better vessel" who would carry my husband's child because my own womb was deemed "hostile." To ensure I wouldn't fight back, they shoved a fake psychiatric report across the table, threatening me with a permanent sanitarium stay and a forced conservatorship if I didn't relinquish my parental rights and my marriage. When I fled in a panic, Heinrich didn't offer comfort; he caught me at a bar, dragged me home like misbehaving property, and told me to stop being an embarrassment. Now, the nightmare has followed me to my secret day job. Aria walked into my office as a "consultant," leaning in to whisper that she could smell my fear through my cheap clothes and fake glasses. She thinks I'm a cornered rat, a woman so pathetic she can't even find the voice to scream for help. I stared at her, my fingers clutching the micro-recorder hidden in my pearls. They have no idea that the "mute" wife they despise has already mapped out every dirty transaction in their offshore accounts and discovered the massive gambling debts Aria is trying to hide. I felt a searing rage in my chest, a fire that had been smoldering for three years. They think they've trapped a bird, but they've actually locked themselves in with a ghost. I'm done hiding behind a tremor in my hands and a vacant stare. "Sign it," Gerri had commanded back at the clinic. "This is a notification, not a negotiation." She was right about one thing. It isn't a negotiation anymore. It's a declaration of war, and I'm going to burn their entire legacy to the ground./0/79170/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251015061539&imageMogr2/format/webp)
To Marry A Monster
Isla is a hardworking but naive college student chasing her dreams far from home...that is until one wild week in Vegas turns into her worst nightmare. Kidnapped by Dante Valenti, the cold, untouchable Don of the Las Vegas underworld, Isla is forced into a marriage she never asked for. The reason? Her father's debt. The price? Her freedom and dreams. Dante doesn't want love. He wants power. And Isla is nothing more than a pawn in a dangerous, top-secret deal-at least, that's what he wants her to believe. But the longer they stay together, the harder it is for them to ignore the tension between themselves. And as Isla starts to uncover the truth behind her father's debts, she discovers something terrifying: That she has a bounty on her head. And to Dante and many others, she's suddenly worth more dead than alive./0/84489/coverorgin.jpg?v=709189e4b82db523dfe119086465b9e5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Moonlit Confession: One More Chance With My Beautiful Mistake
Just as Alina and Rhett finalized their divorce, a friend pressed Rhett. "So that's it? You don't regret it one bit?" Rhett just shrugged, jamming his hands into his pockets, a crooked grin sliding across his face. "It was just a deal from day one. There's nothing to regret." Yet at a party pulsing with bass and laughter, whiskey loosened his guard and reignited old heat. He slipped through the crowd, pinning Alina to a wall, his breath brushing her hair. His palm skimmed her waist, guiding her silk-clad thigh around his hip. With a soft, raspy tone, he murmured, "What if we gave us one more shot?"/1/103418/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2c34007ef689ea4d0238f423681901a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Prisoner In Silk Sheets: A Wife With No Way Out
Anna Hart had no choice. To keep her family business from bankruptcy, she married Julian Ashford-heir to a financial empire and still in a coma after a wreck. It was meant to be a marriage on paper, a deal that existed in name only, until Julian opened his eyes. Awake, he wasn't gentle or grateful; he was cold, controlling, and relentless. With a plotting mother-in-law and wars inside the Ashford family, Anna learned to fight back. When she had twins, the rules changed. Caught between forced affection, secrets, and ruthless power grabs, she battled for her children-and her own survival./1/106234/coverorgin.jpg?v=a4e39eadd3583c7794a6dfff827d4b90&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Misdiagnosis in andrology, My Billionaire Husband
I was forty-eight hours into my shift, smelling of stale sweat and clutching a red-stamped bill for my mother's life support. As a scholarship intern, I was a ghost in the hospital, working myself to the bone just to keep her ventilator humming. Then Dr. Thorne shoved a metal clipboard into my chest and ordered me to perform a surgical prep on a VIP patient for a circumcision. But the moment the cold betadine touched the man's skin, he lunged at me like a predator, his hand crushing my wrist until the bone nearly snapped. "I'm here for a kidney stone. What kind of incompetent butcher shop is this?" He wasn't a patient; he was Conrad Marks, a lethal billionaire, and Thorne had intentionally set me up to assault him. Within minutes, a five-million-dollar lawsuit was filed, and the Dean ordered security to shred my license and throw me out of the building. My phone buzzed with a final notice: the facility was stopping my mother's meds at midnight because my payment had failed. I was a doctor who had just been framed and a daughter about to watch her mother die. I didn't understand why Thorne would ruin me so casually, but with my mother's life on the line, I had nothing left to lose. I slipped past the guards and back into the billionaire's suite with a set of silver needles and a desperate bargain. I stopped his agony in seconds, and when he looked at me with those cold, lethal eyes, I offered a trade: I would be the fake girlfriend his family demanded if he would save my mother and bury the lawsuit. "Deal," he said, his grip on my waist tightening with dark possession. I signed the contract, realizing I hadn't just saved my career-I had sold my soul to the most dangerous man in New York./1/107955/coverorgin.jpg?v=fb80f1df5f34186d6647cb9ec7f6ed1a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound By Revenge: His Unwilling Wife
I was suffocating in a borrowed Valentino gown at the Met Gala, but it wasn't the corset that was killing me. It was the debt collector, Vargo, stalking me through the crowd like a wolf. Desperate to hide, I ducked into a private lounge and threw myself at the silhouette of a man sitting in the shadows, pressing my lips to his in a frantic plea for cover. When I pulled back, the air turned to ice; I was staring into the ocean-blue eyes of Kingsley Osborn, the billionaire who believed I’d sold his company secrets six years ago. Kingsley didn’t save me; he trapped me. The next morning, he slid a "Marriage Service Agreement" across his desk, revealing he knew everything about my father’s illegal Ponzi scheme and the quarter-million dollars I owed to loan sharks. He offered to pay my debts and protect my father, but only if I signed over two years of my life to be his trophy wife. "I don't want your money, Cassidy. I want your life." The marriage was a cold, calculated war. He forced me into his glass fortress, banned me from contacting my friends, and treated me with a distilled hatred that felt like a physical weight. When I accidentally broke his grandfather’s vintage watch during a nightmare, he didn't see an accident—he saw a crime, threatening to destroy my father if I didn't "charm" his board of directors into submission. I was a prisoner in a three-piece suit, until I found a mislabeled file buried in his company’s server. It contained evidence of a massive, illegal hostile takeover that would ruin Kingsley if the Feds ever saw it. I held the gun that could destroy the man who had cornered me. But as I looked at the champagne roses he’d secretly kept from my "peace offering," I realized I didn't want to pull the trigger. I wanted to see how far he’d go to keep me from leaving./1/107486/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ab7b6b1c2729678d48b7920eade5037&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Blind Billionaire's Scandalous Fake Wife
I woke up in a sterile hospital room with a throat like sandpaper and eyelids that felt sewn shut. I expected to see the water-stained ceiling of my tiny Queens apartment, but instead, I found myself tethered to expensive machines in a room smelling of funeral lilies. The nurse didn't call me Ainsley Bentley; she called me Mrs. Eaton, and she told me the year was 2024. Before I could process the four-year gap in my memory, the Eaton matriarch stormed in, calling me a "little actress" and throwing a newspaper at my legs. The headline screamed that I was a scandalous commoner wife who had just caused a DUI crash. Within hours, a ruthless lawyer named Preston was at my bedside, demanding I sign a separation agreement that stripped me of everything. He showed me grainy photos of me with another man, accusing me of infidelity and "endangering the family reputation." My so-called best friend, Kirstie, even tried to bribe me with fifty thousand dollars to flee to Paris, whispering that my husband was an unstable monster who would destroy me. When I finally confronted my husband Carson, the billionaire "Blind Prophet of Wall Street," he looked at me with chilling indifference through his dark glasses. He was convinced I had sold his location to the paparazzi for a tabloid payout, betraying him at his most vulnerable moment. I didn't understand any of it. I didn't remember the marriage, the scandals, or the luxury. But when I looked in the mirror, I found a jagged, violent scar running down my back—a "war wound" that didn't belong to a yoga instructor. I realized I knew how to cite matrimonial law by heart and how to neutralize a physical threat with a single move. "I'm staying," I told the family of sharks as I stood my ground in their massive estate. I refused to sign the papers. Instead, I found a micro SD card hidden in a hollowed-out lipstick and realized I wasn't just a victim of a crash. I was a variable they hadn't accounted for, and I was going to find out exactly who I was before they could finish what they started./1/117342/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260527102507&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Hell: The True Heiress's Revenge
I survived three years in a hellish military facility, enduring shrapnel wounds and nerve damage just to finally return home to my wealthy family. But the moment I stepped out into the sun, my ex-fiancé looked at my scarred body with pure disgust, coldly asking if I had "learned my lesson" for stressing out my fragile sister, Cassie. At the family estate, my mother had already given my bedroom to Cassie. My brother shielded her from me like I was a wild animal, and my father publicly called me an ungrateful wretch just because Cassie accidentally splashed a drop of coffee on her own hand. They ignored my life-threatening, jagged scars, casually offering me Cassie's leftover burn cream for my "old marks." I couldn't understand how three years of my blood and agony meant absolutely nothing to the people who were supposed to love me. They had willingly sent me to hell just to keep their precious, manipulative darling happy, systematically erasing my existence from their lives. When they shamelessly handed me the annulment papers and demanded I graciously bless Conrad and Cassie's new engagement to protect the Beaumont family brand, the last flicker of my affection turned to ash. I calmly agreed to step aside, but as my mother smiled in triumph, I looked at them with ice in my eyes. "You want me to be the sacrificial lamb for your perfect little family? Fine. But it will cost you."/1/116873/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260525113520&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Genius Heiress Plays The Fool
In my past life, I was treated like a mentally defective piece of trash by my family and forced to marry the paralyzed, ruthless billionaire, Charlton Moreno. I thought he would despise me, but when the yacht exploded, this terrifying man threw his massive body over mine. His blood soaked into my clothes as the blast tore us apart. Before I died, the cruel truth finally came to light. My family had been slowly poisoning him with a neurotoxin for years, turning his legs into dead weight. They only used me as a filthy pawn to humiliate his bloodline and steal his fortune. And when I was no longer useful, I was stripped of everything and left to die in the gutter. Why did he protect a broken, uninvited stranger like me? Why did I let those greedy traitors destroy the only person who ever truly made me feel safe? Opening my eyes again, I was back on the day my family shoved me, wearing a torn wedding dress, into the freezing foyer of the Moreno estate. "This is what you bring us? A mental defective?" I kept my head down, hiding the cold, calculating hatred in my eyes, and let my facial muscles go completely slack. This time, I will play the perfect idiot, I will cure his legs, and I will take back everything./0/99978/coverorgin.jpg?v=03eaefa37e70c3dc02b16c4673ad3203&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Blind Angel Turns Out To Be A Sweet Demoness
Three years ago, a fire gutted Gordon family, killing Lindsay's parents and leaving her blind. As the anniversary neared, she learned Kyra—the killer—had been spared, and that her supposedly loving husband Matthew had hidden her overseas, then slipped her back to live in their house as his "cousin." Grief hardened into rage. She went in secret to Anthony, Matthew's rival and an eye surgeon, who restored her sight and joined revenge. Matthew assumed a blind wife was harmless. Until Lindsay seized the CEO seat, exposed the past, and sent Kyra to justice. Afterward, however, Anthony wouldn't let go. "Don't use me and leave. I want your love."/0/21916/coverorgin.jpg?v=f31fba3a95e9d93a499f298d57e2bfe5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Love Towards You
'Are you Bipolar?' A story of a girl whose infinite love for a person who is not part of the human world. Her love is boundless. She has no boundaries when it comes to her love. 'You’re still the one I run to, the one that I belong to, you’re still the one I want for life!!' An unknown creature approaches her because of the past reprisals, but unfortunately she falls in love with him. 'I want to dig your grave next to mine.' His love is an enormous danger for her, but she doesn't have a clue about it. The girl is blind to her love. He saves her from other enemies, but he is her biggest enemy. 'Die for me!' Jung-Kim-Hea is the apple of the eye for her three handsome brothers. She's a weakness to her brothers. She believes her brothers lead a normal life, but she has no knowledge of their mafia world. Her third brother is a foster brother who eventually falls in love with her at a young age, but she is not capable of seeing his love for her. 'You are a danger to my heart.' . . Where does the roller coaster of her destiny get her? A/N: Kindly check the trailer of the book on Instagram I'd: Merry Author./1/113901/coverorgin.jpg?v=3e0bf30ae63552478660ee9794e9b1fc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
