Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Too Late For Regret, Mr. Carlisle
I was dying in a mangled SUV during a freak blizzard, my ribs crushed by the steering column. With my last ounce of strength, I called my husband for help. But Bennett just impatiently told me not to ruin his dinner reservations. Through the phone, I heard the sweet, cloying laughter of his mistress, Celine. I even heard my own son cheerfully calling her "Auntie Celine" and asking for ice cream. "Your son is having a good time. For once, don't make everything about you. Stop this ridiculous game and go home." Bennett growled those words and hung up on me to go shopping with her. For ten years, I had given up my family's corporate empire to be his perfect wife, only to be entirely erased and replaced. As the freezing cold seeped into my bones, I realized the restrictive prenup I signed for love was just a cage. I died alone in the snow, filled with rage. I hated Bennett for his cruelty, and Celine for her lies. But most of all, I hated myself for being so weak and believing love was enough. As my heart gave its final beat, a desperate thought burned through the dark void. If I could do it all again... Opening my eyes, I was no longer in that cold, metal tomb. I was back at my son's fifth birthday party three years ago. Celine was just about to serve him the cake laced with his deadly allergen. This time, I wouldn't be the hysterical wife taking the blame. I packed my bags, walked out the door, and told him to expect the divorce papers./0/23748/coverorgin.jpg?v=7f85afa4490c79063a81c3e683ec7769&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BET!(The all fell for her)
Meet Emily Brown, seventeen year old highschool drop out who lost the only people she called her parents. She was taken from the streets by her late guardian. When they died, she was back again on the streets again. Working as a pizza deliverer. She was kicked out of her workplace cause of a little misunderstanding....... And she found a work vacancy at a big place, With the people she's been dreaming to work with when she makes it. Will she get the job? Will fate be of help to her? There are good and bad moments. Sweet and sour moments Memories that can never be forgotten.... Find out in this intrudging story......./1/102590/coverorgin.jpg?v=001965e0412deaf29a840a70661db850&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Diplomat's Payback: Dumped, Framed, And Married Up
Kiera, a rising diplomat, was wrecked overnight by her stepmother and sister—name smeared, high society snickering. Her fiancé even schemed for her family fortune. She seized control of the game, ruining her sister's plan and claiming the tycoon her sister craved. They muttered "social climber," but he knew her iron will. When the ex regretted it, she sneered. When her sister challenged her in public, Kiera dropped proof that shattered the innocent act. He drawled, "If she wants to stir things up, I'll help." Kiera hooked her arms around his neck. "Darling, this was setting things straight."/0/70794/coverorgin.jpg?v=027994b48334ede821187a8ca356bacd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Breaking The Silence: Leaving Her CEO Husband
To the public, Arabella was Owen's trusty secretary who catered to all his needs and served as the primary blood donor of his beloved, who was in a coma. Behind closed doors, she was Owen's submissive wife. Arabella was quiet and obedient, and she endured every humiliation without a word of protest. Rumored to be a neat freak, Owen had tossed the last woman who had dared to kiss him into the river. Yet he pinned Arabella against the wall and demanded, "Give me a child, and I’ll let you go!" Arabella pushed him away and flashed him a cold smile. "You are not worthy!"/0/25047/coverorgin.jpg?v=ef8791c0837da18089d84ee7836594db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Odette: The mysterious woman
People believe that darkness only comes with night but to Odette. It's always coming. Her identity is hidden from everyone including her name. She rarely speaks unless it's important. Not like she hates it but she's not allowed because of fears that grips her heart. Her name,her face,her power, even her world is hidden from everyone. The only people that know little about her are Sharon and Kendra. Odette keeps running away from her shadow. She believes that if her secrets are revealed it may cause a lot of problems in the future. She's got a killer voice. A word from her can make a thousand men fall in love with her. Her hair,so long like Rapunzel's. And her flawless body as white as snow white. She's indeed a goddess. She can sing, she has a beautiful voice that can melt one's soul and most importantly there is a secret behind her long golden hair and voice. Who knows? “I will never let you slip away from me again.” He whispers into her ear. Why would a famous musician from the king's band want her. She knows what he wants and what he's after. Will she become one of them?/0/66901/coverorgin.jpg?v=159ba92221ff0fe7738c73b7884c2393&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CEO'S SALVATION : HER HALO
Debbie Griffin, second born of the Griffin's sees herself been drawn to the darkness after the death of her parents . And the continuous torment that keeps her awake at night, she waltz into Alexander Jefferson world a young billionaire who has his own demons lurking in the shadows. What happens when they cross paths? Would she accepts a marriage of inconvenience ? What would be the fate of their lives when Debbie finds out the very secret that led to her torments? Wanna find out? Yallah!! ------------ "I didn't do it- I didn't do it" the voice repeated in distress. She move in that direction. "Who's there?" Debbie asked getting all sweaty,she couldn't help but be drawn to the voice. She moved closer to see a manly figure shaking. He was facing the walls so she couldn't see his face. "I didn't do it, please stop leave me alone!" Alex cries to himself dragging his hair and cutting himself. Debbie fearfully shifts backwards but stood wondering why he was acting unstable. "Hey,just calm down okay you are fine" Debbie said softly moving closer to him having no idea why she's doing this./1/103564/coverorgin.jpg?v=81769da06aa5aa2964f29b2905876da5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorce Unleashed Her: The Mafia Empress Awakens
She was the heir of a criminal syndicate, bred to command the underworld. For seven years she loved the wrong man, serving his family and building their fortune. Her payment was betrayal-his affair with her best friend. During her three-year coma, he hissed, "Don't wake up." They carried on at her bedside, then plotted her death to steal the company. She woke anyway and shattered them, rattling high society as a mafia heir and lethal fighter who ran the black-market economy. He begged. She kicked him aside and chose the man who'd waited a decade-the world's top arms dealer. "I'm yours."/0/96102/coverorgin.jpg?v=810eca95a2c59a48487022d6ad0543d6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Betrayal To Brilliance: The Rise Of A Hidden Heiress
On the night of our engagement, I learned the truth-his heart still belonged to someone else, his first love. Three years slipped by while I pretended to be ugly and a fool, helping him rise from housekeeper's son to talk of the town. But he stood by as she accused me of theft and even sent men to ruin me. "She stole my beloved's success. Do whatever you want with her." For years, I had hidden behind a mask, and he probably never realized that the true heiress to a vast fortune was right before his eyes. I stopped pretending. When everyone mocked me, I stunned them with my real beauty. Anyone who tried to steal my work found their plans crushed. My ex tried to humiliate me, so I forced his father to kneel and apologize. The school buzzed, trying to guess who was backing me. My father, the richest man alive, said, "She is my daughter." The nation's top doctor added, "No one can threaten my mentor." The leader of a global arms syndicate took me in his arms and declared, "She is my woman." Watching the scene as he knelt, my ex burst into tears, begging for a second chance./1/103240/coverorgin.jpg?v=e1455e8633469b2678f66b03dc0ff11e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After A One-Night Stand with the Billionaire
After getting drunk at a wedding party, Maya had spent a night with a man. She then found herself pregnant after that. She wanted to keep the child, but the man had other plans. She tried to run away but was caught. "If you want to keep the child, marry me. Well divorce after two years, and meanwhile, don't touch me-not even holding hands," the man said, backing her into a corner. She found the man utterly shameless. "Holding hands? Dream on." After the marriage, the man said, "I know you are scared. Let's sleep together tonight." "I'm not scared." "I saw you in a dream and heard you say you're scared and want to sleep with me." "Have you no shame, Charles Darwin?" "Shame? What is shame?"/1/113298/coverorgin.jpg?v=b91936d49bf3314798faed07afaedfe3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Chose The Mistress, She Signed Her Own Death Certificate
Eight years of devotion crumbled under one calculated betrayal. Diagnosed with a terminal illness and given only a year, Olivia faced heartbreak when her husband cheated with a student she had sponsored and asked for divorce. "She only has a year to live... can't you let her have this?" he pleaded, unaware Olivia hid the same fate. Without protest, she signed and returned to science, determined to leave something behind. Believing they'd reunite, he waited-never knowing she was running out of time. During a clinical trial, she burned through her final days. Only after her death did he learn the truth, collapsing in regret. "Olivia... I was wrong."/1/103565/coverorgin.jpg?v=6093f7faae28107a13a1c8aa6851c8fd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Finding Hope Where Heartbreak Once Lingered
For three years of their secret relationship, Claire was sure Carsten would never let her down. But she overestimated herself and underestimated the hold his first love had on him. Three years of devotion ended with him suggesting she marry someone else, saying, "In six months, after your divorce, I'll marry you." Heartbroken, Claire walked away and vowed to never betray her new husband. What started as an arranged marriage blossomed into something real. Carsten, desperate, searched endlessly for her-only to be met by a nobleman who protected Claire and their unborn child, telling him to let go./1/102592/coverorgin.jpg?v=9bd5eb38226cda0ef5c9bc34a91a38d5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Treasured Beyond Measure: Three Brothers, One Queen
From childhood, Stephanie knew she was not her parents' real daughter, but out of gratitude, she turned their business into a powerhouse. Once the true daughter came back, Stephanie was cast out-only to be embraced by an even more powerful birth family, adored by three influential brothers. The second ruled the battlefield. "Stephanie's sweet and innocent; she would never commit such crimes. That name on the wanted list is just a coincidence." And the youngest controlled the markets. "Anyone who dares bully my sister will lose my investment." Her former family begged for forgiveness-even on TV. Stephanie stood firm. When the richest man proposed, she became the woman everyone envied. The eldest ran the boardroom. "Cancel the meeting. I need to set up the art exhibition for my sister!" The town was turned upside down./1/113299/coverorgin.jpg?v=ea53c8be97897c95131f739ca3c0de5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CEO's Runaway Lover: My Cold Ex Begs For My Love Again
Four years ago, Madelynn accepted money from Caiden's family and vanished. She thought it was for the best-he would remain the untouchable heir while she faced her tough life alone. When they met again, Caiden humiliated her in public, yet appeared when she was cornered by a difficult client, pulling her back into his life. He forced her to stay as his lover, using her mother's medical bills as leverage, whispering, "What you owe me... you'll repay the same way." Madelynn believed he despised her. Only after the accident, when he ran toward her before the explosion, did she understand-he never let go./1/110379/coverorgin.jpg?v=d53fb956780c7ab80dcf8d9c3010eb83&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract Marriage To My Boss's Rival
For seven years, I was Grant Charles’s shadow—his top executive assistant by day and the woman in his bed by night. I managed his billion-dollar empire and handled his every crisis, believing our bond was the one thing his money couldn't buy. Everything shattered when I walked into his penthouse and found Aimee Austin sitting on his lap, wearing nothing but his favorite white dress shirt. Grant didn't even look guilty; he just stared at me with cold, arrogant eyes and told me I was dripping rain on his expensive Persian rug. When I tried to resign, he showed me exactly how cruel he could be. He knew I had drained my life savings to pay for my mother’s specialized care for her dementia. "Without my salary and the foundation subsidy, she’ll be on the street in a month," he whispered, his voice dripping with malice. "Is your pride really worth her life?" He didn't stop there. He tried to break my spirit by publicly humiliating me at a high-end restaurant, orchestrating a "setup" to show me that without his protection, I was nothing more than a common servant. He wanted me to realize that without him, I was a nobody with no future. I couldn't believe the man I had protected for nearly a decade was weaponizing my dying mother to keep me as his subordinate. He thought he owned every inch of me, and he was waiting for me to come crawling back on my knees to beg for my old life. But Grant made one fatal mistake: he assumed I was a charity case. He had no idea I was the secret heir to the billion-dollar Klein Trust, currently frozen behind a single marriage clause. I didn't need his money; I just needed a husband. Instead of begging for my job, I walked straight into the office of the only man Grant feared—the ruthless litigator Julian Vance. I threw a marriage contract on his desk and gave him an offer he couldn't refuse. It was time to stop being a shadow and start a war./1/103566/coverorgin.jpg?v=937c0c47767b3b201f02590e4b9dec64&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Meek For High Society, Too Deadly To Cross
Three years into her marriage, Natalia caught her husband in a secret affair with her own sister-who was already pregnant with his baby. She refused to swallow the betrayal. After the divorce, she kept her head down as a modest nutritionist, while the city's elite waited for her to crumble. They had no idea she was also a miracle healer, a highly decorated special-ops veteran, a ghost-level hacker, and a world-renowned pharmacist. When her ex finally recognized her, he begged. Before she could respond, the formidable magnate tightened an arm around her waist. "You think you can steal my wife?"/1/115572/coverorgin.jpg?v=0579b1f348c3ce8ab461d297e12899c5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered Vows: Ruining My Billionaire Ex-Husband
Fiona spent three years in a concrete cell, taking the fall for a hit-and-run accident caused by her billionaire husband's mistress. When she finally got out and returned home, she found him throwing a lavish party, with the mistress on his arm wearing a gown Fiona had designed. Even worse, her own seven-year-old son pointed at her in disgust. "Go away, bad woman!" Her husband Cecil threw her out like a stray dog. To force her into submission, he trashed her belongings and cut off the life-saving medical funding for her mentor. Driven to desperation, Fiona snuck back into the mansion to retrieve her late mother's sapphire necklace. But the mistress caught her, ripped her own clothes, and screamed that Fiona was trying to kill her. Cecil didn't even hesitate. He violently shoved Fiona backward. Her head smashed against the sharp edge of a mahogany desk, and blood immediately poured into her eyes. Lying in a pool of her own blood, Fiona watched the man she had sacrificed her freedom for wrap his arms protectively around the woman who ruined her life. He looked at her with pure, murderous disgust, as if she were the monster. But Fiona didn't cry. Instead, a cold smile crept onto her face as her bloody thumb secretly pressed the emergency SOS button on her phone, snapping a clear photo of him standing over her shattered body. "My husband just violently attacked me. I am bleeding from the head. I need help." The police were already on their way. It was time to burn his empire to the ground./1/114276/coverorgin.jpg?v=e4c751ffdb0e81f787d6927379d0345c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Addicted To His Fake Sugar Baby
While packing up her cheating ex-boyfriend's belongings, Giselle found an encrypted black smartphone hidden beneath his old textbooks. Curiosity made her guess the passcode, only to uncover a horrifying secret. Her ex had been using stolen lingerie photos of her beautiful roommate to catfish a man named "Oero" out of $1.5 million. And Oero wasn't just a gullible sugar daddy. He was Dereck Campos, a ruthless Wall Street billionaire known for making his enemies permanently disappear. The phone suddenly buzzed in her hand with a terrifying message. "Don't be late. You know what happens when I'm kept waiting." Giselle's blood ran cold. The lethal trap had snapped shut. If she showed up, Dereck would see she wasn't the blonde in the photos and kill her. If she ignored him, his private security would hunt her down anyway. Her ex had drained the offshore accounts and fled, leaving her as the ultimate scapegoat to face a monster's wrath. She was just a broke engineering student on a full scholarship. She hadn't taken a single cent of that dirty money. Why should she pay with her life for a deadly scam she knew nothing about? But Giselle wasn't going to just curl up and wait to die. Her analytical mind kicked into overdrive. She sent him a voice note faking a severe illness, and deliberately refused his massive cash transfer to play the proud victim. She was going to outsmart the most dangerous predator in New York, one calculated lie at a time./1/112005/coverorgin.jpg?v=1389c8dad72149711f85da3319573029&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After Switching Husbands, I Took Back What Was Mine
In her previous life, Eliana took the fall for her adopted sister Iris and lost everything, even being forced into a marriage where her work was stolen to build another man's empire. Meanwhile, her sister's "perfect" marriage ended in tragedy-her husband turned out disabled and died young. Reborn, the sisters swapped their fates, Iris claiming the handsome man for herself while Eliana marrying the allegedly sick billionaire. Eliana only smiled-she knew the truth behind her marriage in the previous life. This time, she chose a different path, bringing her brilliance into the light while using marriage as a mere tool. Yet the man she married stood firmly by her side, saying, "With me behind you, no one will dare touch you."/1/113303/coverorgin.jpg?v=e74360b03834b43a975381ecc416349d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Abandoned True Heiress's Lethal Comeback
Alondra woke up choking on synthetic drugs, pinned to a mattress by a massive, sweating VIP guest. Her adoptive family, the Franks, had deliberately drugged her and offered her as a plaything to secure a ten-million-dollar financing deal. The sheer terror and humiliation had already killed the original owner of this body. When the VIP was left screaming on the floor, her adoptive mother and sister didn't care about what she had just endured. They shrieked that she had ruined their wealth and destroyed their future. Her adoptive father threw a cheap prepaid card onto the Persian rug like he was feeding a stray dog. "Take this five hundred dollars and crawl back to the trailer park where you belong!" They ordered their bodyguards to drag her out by her hair, mocking her as uneducated white trash who would rot in the slums. The original girl had died in absolute despair, believing she was worthless and unloved. She never knew she was actually the true biological heir to the Kerr family, the untouchable dynasty that practically owned Wall Street. But the soul that had just awakened in this fragile body was no longer a weak victim. It was the soul of a centuries-old European medical assassin. Alondra calmly shattered the bodyguard's wrist, exposed the Franks' impending bankruptcy, and walked out the front door. Outside in the cold night, a fleet of bulletproof Maybachs was already waiting to take the real princess home./1/103894/coverorgin.jpg?v=ecb9f4514109ac60611e9e8d1b65992b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
