Modern Books for Women
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Rising From Ashes: My Masked Runway Comeback
I sat in the emergency room corridor, pressing a soaked bandage against my heavily bleeding arm. I had texted my husband of three years, billionaire Efford Thornton, begging him to come. He did come, but he walked right past me as if I were a piece of furniture. When the doctor finally brought the last bag of O-negative blood in the city to save my life, Efford's assistant intercepted it. Efford coldly ordered the blood to be sent to the VIP wing for Aletha Chase. "Mrs. Chase is pregnant with the Thornton heir," he declared flatly. "The priority is non-negotiable." As I watched my life-saving blood being carried away, he handed me a divorce agreement and an NDA. If I dared to expose his affair, he would immediately cut off the funding for my grandmother's dementia care, leaving her to rot in a public ward. He then turned his back, leaving me to bleed out in the hallway. For three years, I had given up my career and my identity to be his perfect, compliant wife. I couldn't understand how the man who once looked at me like I was his whole world could now literally watch me die just to protect his mistress. But he forgot one thing. The submissive wife he married was just a ghost. I wiped the blood from my hands, dug out the leather half-mask I had hidden away years ago, and made a call. It was time for the legendary runway model "Phoenix" to rise from the ashes and burn his empire to the ground./0/21493/coverorgin.jpg?v=4029ce04ff53b1134ccdebe71e6bb578&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Prologue: Loving Blake Coster
Prologue Blake Coster One of the richest Billionaire in America. He got the face, the money and fame. He always get what he wants and now he wants the heritage that his grandfather, he has to find a bride but love is his number one enemy, he hates it. Love ruins his family and he doesn't want it ruin him. Jean Verodine a Victoria Secret model, she's a ball of sunshine. Everyone loves her, who doesn't? She's sweet, smart and beautiful. Life is not that perfect because her past kept chasing her./1/115259/coverorgin.jpg?v=b6359c66c2feff6b726d52190e0e3452&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Ex, Married To The Tycoon
Elva used a spare key card to quietly enter the hotel penthouse, only to find her boyfriend of two years panting heavily on the king-sized bed with her own cousin. Instead of showing remorse, her cousin shamelessly mocked her background, while her ex aggressively lunged at her to destroy the photographic evidence she had just captured. "You think you can just walk away? Warren already made the deal. By next week, you're being shipped off to marry that fifty-two-year-old crippled freak from the Ramirez family!" Her ex spat the words to threaten her, and the nightmare only escalated when Elva returned to her uncle's estate, where Warren confirmed he was indeed selling her off for a business connection. Her family eagerly joined the abuse, threatening to permanently freeze her late mother's trust fund and even plotting to secretly drug her morning milk so she couldn't fight back when the groom's family arrived. They looked at her like a pathetic, orphaned burden they could bleed dry, fully expecting her to drop to her knees, cry, and accept her miserable fate without a single word of defiance. But they had no idea that just hours ago, Elva had already signed a marriage certificate with Bronson Ramirez, the undisputed billionaire king of the dynasty, and she was stepping into the living room ready to watch their greedy world burn./1/115260/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ed8dbc65db03a0bc7d627e5ec86ebf7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn From Ashes: The Vengeful Socialite's Return
Estrella Ward gave five years of her life to her husband, draining her trust fund to save him from bankruptcy and raising his son as her own. But one night, she woke up in a freezing hotel room, drugged, with a stranger's bite marks on her skin. Her husband burst through the door with cameras, his vicious family, and her ten-year-old stepson, publicly framing her as a cheating whore. The horrifying truth soon surfaced: her husband had drugged her himself, selling her body to his Wall Street boss to secure a senior partnership. Estrella fought back with hidden security footage, blackmailing him into submission after discovering she was pregnant with his boss's child. But fate dealt a cruel blow. She was diagnosed with aggressive, terminal breast cancer. She refused to abort the baby to keep her leverage, but the cancer spread too fast. She died alone in a cold hospital room, her vengeance unfinished, while her husband and his cruel family celebrated. They thought they had successfully buried her and her secrets forever, escaping unpunished for destroying her life. But when she gasped for air and opened her eyes again, she wasn't in a cold grave. She was in a sterile hospital bed, looking at the perfectly manicured hands of Brooklyn Thompson—the notorious, empty-headed socialite everyone despised. Estrella's soul had survived the abyss. "You're going to pay for every drop of blood." She clenched her new fists, the fire of her vengeance burning brighter than ever./1/116884/coverorgin.jpg?v=35ea6ef469caf6397468b47beff507a9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: Escaping The Cheating Fiancé
In her past life, Christabel was locked in an abandoned medical facility, her fingers crushed and her vision blurred with her own blood. Her stepsister, Hilary, stood over her in a pristine white Chanel suit, smiling as she delivered the final blow. "Derrick's plane went down. No survivors." Hilary whispered the words with fake pity, throwing a stack of newspapers directly at Christabel's face. The bold headlines screamed about the Sanders family's absolute bankruptcy and liquidation. Christabel's parents and brother had already died trying to protect her. Now, Hilary was sealing her inside this rusted, pitch-black room to rot away completely. Christabel couldn't even move her dead limbs to fight back. She could only wait for her heartbeat to stop, drowned in absolute, crushing helplessness. She hated herself for being so blind, for letting Hilary and her fiancé Jaylon manipulate her, destroy her family, and steal everything she ever loved. In her final agonizing second, a vicious curse echoed in her mind. She swore that if she had another chance, she would drag them all to hell. Then, a violent sensation of falling ripped through her, and her eyes snapped open. Blinding light from a crystal chandelier stabbed her eyes, and an unnatural, burning heat rushed through her veins. She had been reborn. She was back at eighteen, in the exact hotel room where Hilary and Jaylon had plotted to drug her and ruin her reputation forever. This time, the show was hers to direct./1/124347/coverorgin.jpg?v=a37396b561e95f25ede0e3712f4ae8c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Discarded Wife Is A Hidden Billionaire Heiress
For three years, Adah played the role of the humble, devoted wife to billionaire Atticus Sterling, erasing her own identity to maintain their cold marriage. On their third anniversary, he came home smelling of his mistress's signature perfume. When the other woman called, he didn't hesitate to leave, and when Adah desperately reached out to stop him, he violently wrenched his arm away in disgust. "Don't touch me!" She stumbled backward, her head violently connecting with the sharp corner of the marble fireplace. As darkness swallowed her whole, the man she loved didn't even look back, leaving her unconscious on the floor to rush to his lover's side. He had always mocked her, thinking she was just a poor, desperate woman who couldn't even afford next month's rent without his charity. He assumed she would always cling to him like a pathetic parasite. But that brutal blow shattered the mental cage she had been locked in for three years. Through the blinding pain, forgotten images flooded her mind in a tidal wave: a violent yacht explosion against a summer sky, endless lines of encrypted code, and her father's dying words. Why had she endured such humiliating abuse for a man who treated her like a discarded piece of furniture? When Adah opened her eyes again, the timid housewife was gone. She remembered everything—she was Adah Beaumont, the sole heir to the massive Beaumont fortune and the world's most elusive hacker, and her first act of rebirth would be handing Atticus a signed divorce agreement./0/56213/coverorgin.jpg?v=99cb4ae600aee533d529b590f40c6385&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Return To Love's Madness
When they met again, Jason cast aside his paranoia and pride, warmly embracing Chelsey. "Please, come back to me?" For three years, she had been his secretary by day and his companion by night. Chelsey had always complied with his requests, like an obedient pet. However, when Jason declared his plans to marry another, she chose to stop loving him and to let go. But life took unexpected turns. His unyielding pursuit, her pregnancy, and her mother's greed gradually pushed her to the brink. Eventually, she endured tremendous suffering. Five years later, when she returned, she was no longer the woman she once was. Yet he had spiraled into five years of chaos./1/115263/coverorgin.jpg?v=27b8fa04f7613efb83f46ece5b9e75ad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trading My Ex For His Billionaire Uncle
I spent three years working as my fiancé Cam's shadow analyst, writing his reports and securing his corporate bonuses. But at a company banquet, I opened a lounge door and found him pinning my stepsister Kiley against a sofa. "I'll cancel the engagement," Cam murmured against her neck. "She's just a boring machine." Instead of crying, I dug into his accounts and found he had embezzled five million dollars to buy Kiley a luxury penthouse. When I presented the irrefutable photos and bank statements to my adoptive family, my mother slapped me across the face. She accused me of fabricating the evidence out of jealousy, fiercely protecting her biological daughter while throwing me out into the cold. Cam even tracked me down on the street, raising his fist to beat me just for making his mistress cry. Three years of my devotion were treated like absolute garbage, discarded for a fragile hypocrite. They all thought I was an orphaned nobody who would swallow the humiliation and walk away empty-handed. They didn't know that right after catching them, I had crashed into the chest of the most dangerous man in the room. Hayes Cooper, the King of Wall Street, and Cam's ruthless uncle. Sitting in the back of an Uber, I emailed Hayes a hidden file containing all of Cam's federal crimes. I didn't just want the penthouse back. I wanted my ex in prison, and his Director's chair for myself./1/113317/coverorgin.jpg?v=34fb2a736b67ba0efe55786a253f9b79&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: My Ex-Fiancé's Bitter Regret
Annabelle lay dying on a rotting mattress in a freezing apartment, her lungs failing from severe malnutrition. Her phone rang. It was her fiancé, Axel, calling from his lavish wedding—with her best friend, Fay. "You were just a naive ATM," Axel chuckled over the phone. He admitted he had drained her trust fund and framed her for the drug scandal that ruined her life. Fay took the phone, wearing the haute couture wedding dress Annabelle had designed for herself. "Your parents' private jet crash wasn't an accident," Fay whispered viciously. The brutal truth shattered Annabelle. She died in pure agony, vomiting blood, her eyes wide open in absolute hatred. But as her soul floated above her corpse, the door was kicked open by Dangelo Valencia—the arrogant heir she had despised her entire life. He held her ruined body, sobbing, and ordered his private army to destroy Axel and Fay, sending them to prison. Then, Dangelo collapsed, dying from a military shrapnel wound he got just to prove his worth after she had cruelly rejected him years ago. Watching him bleed out for her, Annabelle's soul screamed in excruciating guilt. Why had she blindly trusted a parasite who murdered her family, while destroying the only man who would burn the world down to avenge her? When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her pristine high school uniform. She had returned to the exact day she was supposed to fund Axel's startup. This time, she ripped his business plan to shreds and walked straight out to find Dangelo./1/115264/coverorgin.jpg?v=c2245e4f8f4a3dac8bfe6506d8e93b2d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Him: Claimed By The Boss
After an exhausting fourteen-hour flight, Katia returned to her Upper East Side penthouse, expecting the quiet comfort of the life she had built. Instead, she found a pair of familiar red stilettos in the foyer and her fiancé, Caleb, tangled in their bedsheets with his twenty-two-year-old assistant. She didn't scream or cry. She simply took off her three-carat engagement ring, threw it at his bare chest, and demanded he buy out her half of the penthouse by Friday. Seeking to numb the sickening disgust, she got blackout drunk and crashed at a luxury hotel, accidentally stumbling into the wrong suite. Thinking the imposing man inside was a high-end escort hired by her friend, she threw him over her shoulder and spent a wild night with him. The next morning, she left five thousand dollars on his nightstand with a lipstick-stained note. "Good Job." For six years, she had funded Caleb's dreams and built his startup from the ground up, only to be treated like a lifeless ATM. With ruthless precision, she spent the next two months systematically bankrupting his company, cutting off his venture capital, and erasing his life's work. She felt no heartbreak, only a cold, calculating need to cleanse herself of his betrayal. But when Katia finally returned to corporate headquarters to co-lead a massive merger, she literally crashed into the new Vice President. Strong arms caught her waist, and the sharp scent of cedarwood and whiskey hit her like a freight train. "You came back," Jackson whispered, his eyes burning as he stared at the woman who had treated him like a cheap gigolo./1/105856/coverorgin.jpg?v=1d18551452996a2859b984f8760a442a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bought by the Billionaire: The Debt's Price
I was the "fallen princess" of New York, living in a charcoal silk cage while paying off my father’s millions in debt with my own body. My owner was Braxton Kensington, a man who looked at me with the same cold interest he gave a fluctuating stock graph. One morning, a New York Times alert shattered the silence: Braxton was getting engaged to a billionaire socialite in the merger of the decade. When I demanded my freedom and the five-million-dollar severance promised in our contract, he just smirked and pointed to the fine print. "In a court of law, an engagement is just an intention," he whispered, gripping my chin until it bruised. "Until I sign that marriage license, you belong to me." He flicked a black AmEx at my feet like I was a tragic charity case, ordering me to buy a dress for his engagement gala. To save my dying mother from eviction, I took a secret translation job, only to realize my client was his new fiancée, Caroline. She dragged me to Braxton’s office to humiliate me, and after he hid me in a secret room to avoid a scandal, he branded me a "security risk" and froze every cent I had. I stood in a CVS with my last sixty dollars, swallowing a Plan B pill dry while watching a news report about Braxton demolishing my family’s last legacy. He didn't just want my body; he wanted to erase my entire existence and leave me with nothing. The cruelty was breathtaking, but Braxton forgot that a woman with nothing left to lose is the most dangerous player in the game. I reached out to the only man he truly feared—his billionaire half-brother and the boy whose heart I broke years ago, Ansel Neal. "Coffee isn't enough," Ansel replied to my message in seconds. "Dinner. Our old spot. 8 PM." As I walked into the club to meet Braxton's greatest rival, I knew the game wasn't over. I was just changing the rules./0/43562/coverorgin.jpg?v=a47e9fb9e077b7eedc43983f760b1d67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shadows of survival
In 'Shadows of Survival,' we follow the compelling journey of Sarah, a woman trapped in a nightmarish marriage marked by abuse. Desperate for escape, she takes a life-altering step to protect herself, unintentionally sending her husband to an apparent demise. Facing the consequences, Sarah is imprisoned for her actions. However, life has an unexpected twist in store for her when she discovers that her husband, Kevin, isn't truly gone; he has cunningly orchestrated a new life with another woman. Along the way, she finds that there is more to him than she ever knew. Sarah is determined to uncover her husband's secrets and evil acts. Join her on this journey; Will she break free from her shadows, or be consumed by them? And beneath it all, a touch of romance adds lasting emotion./1/114941/coverorgin.jpg?v=85312fc505b7d7aa280a160893c4003a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fifty Million Dollar Contract: My Enemy Husband
Eloise was the untouchable Brandt family heiress, just one audition away from landing a lead movie role and escaping her golden cage. But overnight, her family's empire completely collapsed. With her father dying of heart failure, her mother forced her to beg the only man who could save them: Christian Clarke. Christian was the ruthless billionaire who had publicly humiliated Eloise in college, ripping up her love letter in front of a laughing crowd. Now, he tossed a fifty-million-dollar acquisition contract on the table. "What exactly is the Brandt heiress putting up for sale today?" To secure her father's medical care, Eloise was forced to sign a suffocating marriage contract, selling herself as a corporate tax shield. He moved her into his freezing penthouse and treated her like a purchased asset. He mocked her attempts to cook him dinner, yet pinned her against the wall with punishing, possessive kisses whenever she tried to pull away. Eloise's pride was entirely shattered. She didn't understand why he was doing this. If he hated her so much and only wanted revenge, why did his touch carry such an agonizing, desperate heat? Determined to survive, she went to her final audition and miraculously won the lead role, crying tears of joy because she had finally earned something on her own. She had no idea that the cold-blooded monster sleeping beside her had just secretly threatened to destroy all of Hollywood to give it to her./1/112021/coverorgin.jpg?v=17781581d5e1410777c9aea592bd3d92&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unwanted Wife, Hidden Genius: Her Rise As A Tech Queen
Everyone in high society knew Jillian was a doormat-silent, obedient, endlessly tolerant, even as her husband favored another woman. Her home was taken, her wedding ruined, and still she said nothing. Until the day her hard-earned patent was stolen. That was when she finally had enough. "I will take back what's mine. And we should get a divorce." He only laughed, certain she wouldn't dare. But she did. She reclaimed everything and disappeared. Years later, she returned as a world-renowned tech queen. When he begged, "Come back to me..." She held another man's hand. "Step aside. My husband and I are going home."/1/124675/coverorgin.jpg?v=0650a32b636274784f9f468065f9178d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped By My Husband's Dangerous Brother
Eleanora Reed thought she had the perfect marriage, right up until her third trimester. Then, an anonymous therapy client began gloating about an affair, boasting that her lover's pregnant wife was just an "accident." The chilling details perfectly matched Eleanora's husband, Edward. When his ex-girlfriend Krystal got into a car crash with a newborn, Edward abandoned Eleanora to stay by Krystal's side all night. He secretly paid $50,000 for the baby's NICU care while lying about a company merger. When Eleanora went into premature labor, Edward ignored her desperate calls. Instead, his ruthless family intercepted her ambulance, dragging her to their heavily guarded estate just to hide the public scandal of his illegitimate child. Trapped and in agonizing pain, Eleanora realized her five-year marriage was nothing but a shield for his filth. But her despair was cut short by the sudden appearance of Houston Bradford, Edward's feared, supposedly wheelchair-bound older brother. Houston walked down the stairs with steady, powerful strides, shattering years of rumors. He forcefully took Eleanora from the family and locked her in his private study to deliver her baby. "I don't care what methods you use. Cripple his legs. Let him spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair." Hearing Houston casually order the brutal destruction of her cheating husband over the phone, Eleanora froze, realizing her nightmare had only just begun./1/112022/coverorgin.jpg?v=10575ffad5a09173cb76c39bc70be468&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Was My Wife, Now a Trillionaire
On her eighteenth birthday, Arabella's life was destroyed when thugs attacked her and left her reputation in pieces. Brenton played the hero, sent the men to prison, and married her, becoming the man she trusted most. For two years, she believed he had saved her, until one overheard confession shattered everything. "If she had pushed a little harder, she might've figured out Brinley was behind the whole thing. That's the only reason I married her. Lucky for me, she's so easy to fool." He had only married her to protect the woman who truly mattered to him. When that woman came back, Arabella chose divorce without hesitation. Brenton expected her to come crawling back. "How can she even survive without me?" Instead, she rose in the tech world, untouchable, brilliant, and far beyond his reach-just in time for another powerful man to claim her heart. Then Brenton begged, "Baby, I messed up. Just give me one more chance. Please." But the tycoon pulled her into his arms. "Baby? Please. She's my wife now."/0/93204/coverorgin.jpg?v=f62e975aca6697832cb4abf74e47b34c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's unfaithful husband
Daily Update / 1 Chapter per Day I married the man my parents had chosen, clinging to the hope of one day loving him. For them, nothing was better than marrying their daughter off to another doctor: the son of their best friends. Our first night together was our wedding night. I'd never been with anyone before, and yet I knew there was no tenderness between us; only haste and clumsiness. I don't think that was lovemaking. Aching, I lay down beside him and fell asleep until the ringing of his cell phone broke the silence. A picture of him with another woman appeared on the screen. I thought he'd ignore the call, but he answered as if I didn't exist. The irony is that, unintentionally, I ended up falling in love with him. Even though he hurt me, even though he treated me cruelly, I still dream that he'll repent and come back to me. I just need her out of his life. Sometimes I think I'm about to lose my patience: I feel like I hate him; I wonder if I'll have the strength to keep forgiving him. Will he ever truly love me... or will I have to ask for a divorce?/0/23772/coverorgin.jpg?v=85604601430b1735a6eda244f88a266f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Law and justice
Formerly known as law and order Book 2 of the past series Mecianda; A country ruled by the rich and powerful elite called the six feathers. Their preys we're the weak and poor, nobody could question them because they held more power than the president of the country but............ Someone decided to bring them to justice. Jeremy Akinsola, a renowned lawyer, who had a tragic event in the past came back to mecianda after twenty years to find and get his revenge on the killer of his family. But, he did not expect to meet a lawless and injustice country. Along the line, he met Lara Johnson, a detective who believes in justice and order for the weak. Jeremy fought to find justice for those who had been involved with the feathers. Alongside his trusted friend and bodyguard Yomi, Lisa his assistant, Mary a reporter, and James a criminalistic and Others who wanted justice for those who had been wronged. It wasn't going to be an easy task but there was nothing bad if they tried. Will they succeed? Will they bring law and order to the country? What would happen to the six feathers? Find out in this story. A thriller and action story. Let go catch some bad guys😹😹/1/116889/coverorgin.jpg?v=4eead3887a709b0b704c5218b49d67e8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Best Friend's Daddy Is Addicted To Me
After a reckless night with her best friend's father, Leyla never expected to marry him. But with her brother's hospital bills crushing her, she signed a secret contract with Samuel and kept her distance, determined only to repay what she owed. Samuel played the calm gentleman-until the marks on her skin, the ring he designed, the gallery he bought, and the doctors he hired proved otherwise. When Leyla's ex returned, Samuel exposed their marriage and the truth he had buried for years. He was the man she once met, he had loved her ever since, and by their contract, he would never let her go./1/105858/coverorgin.jpg?v=fb4d0efb29385b98fb46ccdfe47461cc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
