Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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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."/1/118240/coverorgin.jpg?v=05b9bb407e0c85a5d63800f01d68ec7f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Before Doomsday: The Ruthless CEO's Regret
The smell of old paper filled Chloe Gates's lungs as she woke up with a violent gasp in the dead-quiet public library. Her phone screen lit up with a severe weather alert for October 25th, but she knew it wasn't just a storm. It was an engineered apocalypse, the gentle whisper before a global scream orchestrated by a shadowy organization. In her past life, this day marked the beginning of a starving, freezing hell. She remembered gnawing on mushy tree bark in the wasteland of Central Park, and the sickening crack of her own ribs when a man beat her for a piece of scavenged meat. But the deepest trauma came from Jacob Daniels, the elite security chief of the Haven Group. When the deadly blizzard hit, he was the one who locked the compound gates, ignoring her desperate pleas as he left her outside to die. "Are you alright? Should I call someone?" The voice belonged to Jacob himself, standing right in front of her in the library, offering a hypocritical courtesy that mocked her agonizing death. She had died a naive, trusting victim, crushed by a merciless system while the rich and powerful survived. Why should she freeze in the snow again while they profited from the end of the world? Looking down, a silver hexagram glowed faintly on her wrist-her infinite sub-dimensional storage unit had traveled back with her. With twenty-four hours left and an eight-million-dollar trust fund, Chloe walked out of the library. This time, she was going to buy the world./1/116331/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2a084f47bfaf6f0b7aa4ac0ad5ecca0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Daughter's Funeral, Their Wedding Night
For years, Elenora lived as the pathetic, loyal shadow of the Montgomery family, desperately craving a single glance from the billionaire heir, Donovan. That blind devotion shattered the day Delphine Vance's luxury SUV slammed into Elenora's four-year-old daughter, Poppy. Elenora knelt in a pool of blood on the asphalt, screaming for help as Delphine stood by the wreckage with a chilling smirk. When Donovan frantically sprinted onto the scene, Elenora thought they were saved. Instead, he ran right past the dying child to wrap his arms around the completely uninjured Delphine. Elenora grabbed the hem of Donovan's trousers, begging him to save her little girl. "Please. Save her. Save Poppy." He shoved her away so hard she sprawled into the shattered glass, slicing her palms open as she listened to Poppy take her last, gurgling breath. With no one to mourn her daughter, a hollow Elenora walked into the freezing Atlantic Ocean, clutching a tiny white urn until the dark water swallowed her whole. As the saltwater flooded her lungs, her sorrow morphed into a suffocating, violent hatred. Why did she waste her life groveling for a monster who stepped over her dying child? But the afterlife never came. Elenora gasped, her eyes snapping open in her old servant's quarters to find her hands unscarred. She looked at the date on her phone and realized she was seventeen again, five years before the crash. Tearing up the diaries of her past obsession, her eyes turned as cold as the ocean. This time, she wouldn't be their prey; she was going to build her own empire and make them pay./1/110015/coverorgin.jpg?v=864b36cbe26f3b21ce755a59ed6d4fb7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
First Lady Out, Your Majesty In
For three years, Allison played the perfect First Lady in a marriage that never gave her love back. Nolan handed her divorce papers, sneering at her background while his mother mocked her as barren and his pregnant mistress claimed her place. So Allison walked away. On the very day she left him, the royal family reclaimed her as their lost princess. Crown, fortune, power, three terrifying brothers, and a handpicked royal consort now stood at her side. Her eldest brother-the world's most feared arms dealer-pushed a black card across the table. "Go on. Spend whatever you like." Her second brother-the genius doctor-twirled a scalpel between his fingers. "Tell me, sis. How many cuts do the ones who hurt you deserve?" Her third brother-a global martial arts superstar-stormed into her ex-husband's lair. "Who made my sister cry? Time to face the music." When her regretful ex begged for another chance, Allison only smiled. It was too late. She was no longer his wife. She was his worst mistake./1/116890/coverorgin.jpg?v=6609a094522195a32c7162fee67455bf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Forgotten Wife, The Miracle Doctor
Madison loved Declan for ten years, even giving up her medical career to become the perfect wife. In return, he shattered her heart by marrying another woman on their third anniversary. Humiliated and betrayed, Madison chose divorce, only to be mocked and forced to leave with nothing. But the woman they looked down on was once a gifted surgeon. The moment she picked up her scalpel again, the world took notice. As influential families competed for her favor, Declan realized what he had lost. He begged for a second chance. By then, another man was already at her side. "Whoever let you walk away must be foolish. From now on, nothing else matters to me but you."/1/114436/coverorgin.jpg?v=447a19766ca4433b8bc3ef3dd67c6b8a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed for Moonlight, I Married His Rival
Everyone knew Caroline loved Jacob, the frail man in a wheelchair, even giving up her chance at marrying into wealth for him. She devoted everything to his recovery, enduring hardship and humiliation to help him stand again. When he finally recovered, they were praised as perfect together-until danger came. Faced with saving her or her sister, Jacob chose the latter without hesitation. Only in her final moments did Caroline realize his heart was never hers. Reborn, she made a different choice, choosing power over love. When Jacob later begged, she looked down coldly. "I have no interest in men who can't stand on their own."/0/85187/coverorgin.jpg?v=337f9f70bbd7bc9fdf5ec8931e26e0c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Goddess In Disguise: Divorce, Marriage, Domination
Once Alexia was exposed as a fake heiress, her family dumped her and her husband turned his back on her. The world expected her to break-until Waylon, a mysterious tycoon, took her hand. While doubters waited for him to drop her, Alexia showed skill after shocking skill, leaving CEOs gaping. Her ex begged to come back, but she shut him down and met Waylon's gaze instead. "Darling, you can count on me." He brushed her cheek. "Sweetheart, rely on me instead." Recently, international circles reeled from three disasters: her divorce, his marriage, and their unstoppable alliance crushing foes overnight./1/110102/coverorgin.jpg?v=2cf57932ba1cd53ea83d859ebe684408&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sweet Captive Wife: You Belong to Me, Forever
Kiara Watson had lived an unhappy life with her family, always overshadowed by her sister, Cloe, who stole all the attention with her beauty. However, Kiara's fate took an unexpected turn when, by mistake and out of obligation, she found herself linked to Archie Villarreal, the man who caused a sensation in the most powerful family, the Villarreals. A dirty trick by Cloe awakened the fury of billionaire Archie. For Kiara, being Cloe's twin became her greatest sin. She received cruel punishment from Archie, who would do everything in his power to keep her from escaping, creating a stormy and passionate game of love and vehemence./1/114439/coverorgin.jpg?v=a04677bd93c4209e49c6d4a69ea11803&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wrong Date, Right Man: Lock Me Into His World
On the day she was meant to marry, Madison uncovered her boyfriend's betrayal-five years of love reduced to a mere placeholder for another woman. She walked away without hesitation, determined to start over. But with a looming condition to marry before twenty-five or lose her inheritance completely, she had no choice but to accept a blind date. Fate played a cruel joke when she approached the wrong man, ending up married to her ex's greatest rival, the most formidable figure in town. Madison thought it was just a convenient arrangement. He thought otherwise-because from the start, he never planned to let her go./1/116735/coverorgin.jpg?v=9e24a6b7861f1216f5b634a42e0a9221&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Accidental Wife Is A Secret Tycoon
Jaden's abusive foster parents forced her to marry a 62-year-old criminal to pay off their underground gambling debts. They treated her like human trafficking merchandise with a price tag. But the old man never made it to City Hall. Due to a chaotic mix-up in the lobby, Jaden accidentally signed the marriage certificate with the wrong man—Constantine Kensington, the ruthless billionaire CEO of the Kensington Group. When Constantine discovered the error, his eyes burned with absolute contempt. He assumed Jaden was a pathetic, gold-digging scammer who had deliberately swapped places to trap him. Instead of an annulment, he dragged her into his manor to lock her in and make her regret ever learning his name. He cut off her credit lines, threw a degrading minimum-wage internship contract at her face, and demanded she follow his draconian rules. "We sleep in separate rooms. You do not touch me. You do not cross the line," Constantine warned, his voice dripping with venom. He looked at her like she was a desperate, uneducated orphan begging for scraps. He truly believed she was just a worthless pawn entirely at his mercy, struggling to survive in his elite world. What the arrogant CEO didn't know was that the girl in the oversized hoodie was actually "King," the legendary dark web hacker who had just shorted a global conglomerate for five billion dollars right from his own guest room. Jaden looked at the pathetic ten-million-dollar divorce payoff he offered, let out a mocking smirk, and signed the contract. She would gladly use his ridiculous billionaire title as her perfect invisible shield./0/97970/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3dd0e78880f3b4401807e5fd447af78&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Traded Husbands, Tangled Hearts: Can Destiny Be Changed?
In their previous lives, Gracie married Theo. Outwardly, they were the perfect academic couple, but privately, she became nothing more than a stepping stone for his ambition, and met a tragic end. Her younger sister Ellie wed Brayden, only to be abandoned for his true love, left alone and disgraced. This time, both sisters were reborn. Ellie rushed to marry Theo, chasing the success Gracie once had-unaware she was repeating the same heartbreak. Gracie instead entered a contract marriage with Brayden. But when danger struck, he defended her fiercely. Could fate finally rewrite their tragic endings?/1/107451/coverorgin.jpg?v=352363b62c0f17fa6a3a17a3e604e875&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Bride: Claimed By The Brother
I arrived at the hotel with Julian's favorite takeout, ready to surprise my fiancé before our big merger. But the moment I swiped the keycard, the silence of the hallway felt heavy and wrong. Inside, a red-soled stiletto lay on the marble floor-the same one I'd watched my best friend Lila try on at Saks last week. Through the cracked bedroom door, I watched Julian's back arch as Lila looked me straight in the eye and smiled, wrapping her legs tighter around him to mock my heartbreak. I fled to the penthouse to hide, only to find Grafton, Julian's "crippled" brother, waiting in the dark. To my horror, the man who was supposed to be paralyzed stood up from his wheelchair, gripped my chin with cold fingers, and forced me to sign a contract that gave him control of my family's shares. He knew about my mother's secret medical bills and used them to buy my silence, effectively turning my life into a calculated game of corporate chess. The betrayal tasted like acid, and the injustice of it all burned in my throat. My fiancé was a liar, my best friend was a thief, and the man now controlling my fate was a predator who had been faking his disability for years. I couldn't understand how everyone I trusted had turned out to be a monster. I was trapped between a man who cheated on me and a man who wanted to own me, with no way out and no one to turn to. But when Julian came looking for me, Grafton didn't hide; he stood tall, looming over me with a possessive glint in his eyes. "Help me destroy Julian," I rasped, realizing that to survive the Faulkner men, I had to become the most dangerous player of them all./1/123177/coverorgin.jpg?v=256b3d041d6bbd0be523cae0913f7f74&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Doomsday Rebirth:Hoarding Billions For Revenge
For ten brutal years of the apocalypse, I fought through blood and dust alongside my best friend Candice and my boyfriend Colon. But when our supplies finally ran dry, their true, greedy nature was exposed. They pinned me down and slaughtered my little pet pig, Winston, while he squealed in terror, just to get a few extra meals. When I screamed and fought back, Colon held a bloody knife to my face while Candice snatched my very last can of food. Then came the final betrayal. With a greedy sneer, they shoved me into a collapsed basement filled with the Blighted. "Thanks for everything, Aleen!" Candice laughed as they ran away. I fell straight into the grasping, rotting hands of the monsters, their groans filling my ears as I was torn apart and eaten alive in the dark. Until my agonizing death, I felt nothing but a chasm of pure, glacial hatred. I had given them everything. I even let them trick me into giving up my parents' apartment right before the collapse. How could I have been so blindly devoted to two parasites? Opening my eyes again, the soft lighting and the smell of burnt coffee shocked my system. I was sitting in a Starbucks, my hands perfectly clean with no dirt under the nails. I looked at my phone. October 12th, 2024. I had returned to exactly ten days before the world ended, and this time, I was going to drain them of every single cent./0/52569/coverorgin.jpg?v=44e1adc5f887ffa0ffe95a11a3cd79ec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Submissive Ex-wife Is A Secret Boss?!
For three arduous years, Emily strived to be Braiden's perfect wife, but his affection remained distant. When he demanded a divorce for another woman, Emily disappeared, reemerging as his ultimate fantasy later. Dismissing her ex with a smirk, she challenged, "Interested in a collaboration? Who are you, anyway?" Men served no purpose; Emily preferred independence. As Braiden pursued her relentlessly, he uncovered Emily's secret identities: top hacker, chef, physician, jade carver, underground racer... Each revelation heightened Braiden's bewilderment. Why did Emily’s expertise seem limitless? Emily's message was clear: she excelled in all things. Let the chase continue!/1/116333/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7266d9d202c4dd272f39fa1995ff00b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Love My Paranoid Billionaire
I ruined my marriage and abandoned my billionaire husband for the man I thought was my true love. But instead of a romantic escape, I found myself cornered on the edge of a yacht by three mercenaries. Through a burner phone on speaker, my lover casually ordered my murder. "Finish the job cleanly. No bodies, no evidence." In the background, my own cousin giggled. My supposed best friend chimed in, demanding they strip the diamond bracelet off my wrist before tossing me into the freezing waves. They were celebrating a massive trust fund payout built entirely on my death. As I was brutally thrown into the churning black abyss, the freezing saltwater filled my lungs. Sinking into the crushing darkness, I realized I had blindly trusted venomous snakes. My dying thought was of Barrett Kensington-the husband I had tortured with my rebellion, and the only man who truly loved me. If the universe granted me one more breath, I swore a blood oath to tear my betrayers apart piece by piece. Then, the freezing water suddenly vanished, replaced by stifling heat. I opened my eyes and found myself pinned against a silk mattress by a furious Barrett. I was back three years ago, on the exact night I first tried to escape him. This time, instead of fighting him, I relaxed my wrists, looked into his paranoid eyes, and softly whispered. "Hubby."/0/77759/coverorgin.jpg?v=335afbcb1412867d05f1078d7a732b49&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorcing The Tyrant: Falling For My Temptress Wife
If desire were a blade, their first encounter left him bleeding in silence. He'd built a life on peril and pleasure, armor forged from recklessness, never imagining a woman could make him lower his guard. But even with the truth veiled in lies, he was already in too deep-entangled in the game, and captivated by the player./1/116472/coverorgin.jpg?v=47aa59f8475cfd53316307f4f5031668&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lethal Villainess: Now I'm Their Doom
Evelina gave the Brooks family everything, only to be bled dry and sent to prison for the real heiress's crime. Then a stranger laid the truth before her. She had never been the servant's daughter, and the Brooks family had known all along. Sixteen years of deception. Three years behind bars. It had all been one cruel joke. In a firm voice, she offered herself as his blade-but only as his equal. Once free, she came for every debt. The scheming heiress begged. The Brooks couple fell to their knees. Yet the dangerous man who claimed he only wanted to play kept shielding her instead. "You're mine," he declared, wiping blood from her hand. "And I protect what's mine."/1/100495/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b37f96bb8e8fc01c3cd65384722b188&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress' Secret: Ex-Husband, Meet The Real Me
For three years, Deanna endured scorn in a one-sided marriage. When Connor forced her to choose between her career and a divorce, she didn't hesitate-she walked away. Determined to reclaim her birthright, Deanna returned as the brilliant heiress to a medical conglomerate. Her ex and his family begged for another chance, but it was too late. With a tycoon father, a legendary healer mother, a CEO brother who adored her, and a showbiz powerhouse sibling, Deanna's life overflowed with power. Even her arrogant rival, heir to billions, only ever had a soft spot for her./1/113105/coverorgin.jpg?v=60b153d8fc84563874551e2474af58c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Wife Escapes To Antarctica
The anniversary candles were burning down, and the Wagyu beef had long gone cold. I waited for two hours, but Brigham never came home. Instead, a push notification shattered the silence. It was a live video from an exclusive club, showing my husband laughing with Giselle Leach—the woman he claimed was just a business acquaintance. In the footage, he pulled her into his chest to shield her from a champagne spray, his hand possessive on her hip. The humiliation stung, but the printed apology card he sent via his butler later that night was the final insult. He didn't even bother to sign it by hand. My life felt like a hollow performance, a series of lies meant to keep up appearances for a man who kept me as a placeholder while his heart belonged to someone else. I felt like an idiot, holding onto a marriage that had been dead for years. Why did I keep trying to fix something that was never mine to begin with? Then, the email arrived—a three-year research expedition in Antarctica. It required me to cut off all outside contact. I looked at the man who had treated me like a disposable accessory, then at the screen. I didn't hesitate. I typed my acceptance, ready to leave the life, the lies, and the man who never saw me behind forever./1/114900/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa18d81dbee4e0191d17708db8a4a28b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
