Modern Books for Women
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A Deal Too Deep: My Stand-In Romance With Aloof CEO
To exact revenge on her treacherous fiancé, Yvonne enticed Clayton into a liaison that promised advantages for both. Yet, when Yvonne spotted a woman resembling her at Clayton’s side, she recognized she was nothing more than a substitute. Discovering Clayton’s upcoming wedding, she departed with a generous severance sum. “Clayton, this is truly the end,” she declared resolutely. On the very day Yvonne was set to marry someone else, Clayton showed up, desperation clear in his eyes as he dropped to his knees. “Yvonne, please, don’t go through with it. Don’t marry him.”/0/50041/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240830110207&imageMogr2/format/webp)
RECONNECTION
Emily and Adam, once inseparable high school friends turned estranged by an untold history, find themselves reunited at a conference in Portland. With successful careers and separate lives, they stand on the bridge of collaboration between their companies. Yet, amidst professional strides, unresolved emotions surface, testing the boundaries of past hurts and missed opportunities. As they navigate a feelings between professional alliance and personal reconciliation, the echoes of an unspoken past weave a poignant narrative of second chances and the complexities of rekindling a friendship lost to misunderstandings. Will the collaboration they embark upon reignite more than just professional ambitions, paving the way for healing and a chance at a renewed connection?/0/38934/coverorgin.jpg?v=e128ea7bde6fcf0480edf26827d64e5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Temptation: Let Me Be Your Slave
The boldest thing Angela had ever done in her life was to secretly conceive Jeremy's child despite knowing that she was just a plaything. Jeremy was a vicious man. She knew he would rage if he found out about the pregnancy. To gain freedom, she intentionally annoyed him until he couldn't take it anymore. As soon as he "dumped" her, she ran away for her baby's safety. It wasn't long before Jeremy smelled something fishy. He tracked her down and brought her back. Angela was scared and also tired of him. After all her tricks to make him release her failed, she yelled, "Can't you just leave me alone? I don't want to serve you anymore!" A warm glint leaped into Jeremy's eyes as he looked at the baby in her arms. "Who said anything about you serving me? Since you have been good to me in the past, I'd like to do the same. What do you say to me serving you and our baby from now on?" Angela could hardly believe her ears./1/117309/coverorgin.jpg?v=d6ec6f70e2f1465b718a7929880bb224&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Secret Genius Ex-Wife Strikes Back
My husband came home overjoyed to announce that we finally had a son. But the mother of the child was his late brother's widow. He claimed it was a noble sacrifice, using his dead brother's frozen samples to carry on the family line. But I had already seen the anonymous photos of them passionately embracing on a hotel balcony. The baby wasn't a clinical procedure; it was the product of their sordid, ongoing affair. When I went to the hospital, I walked in on a picture-perfect family. My mother-in-law swept into the room and pinned the family's priceless Legacy Diamond—a jewel meant only for the rightful wife—onto the illegitimate baby's blanket. She glared at me, mocking my two years of barrenness, and ordered me to wipe the jealous look off my face. A wave of profound disgust washed over me. The entire family had conspired to make a fool out of me. The cruelest irony was the medical report hidden in my purse: my IVF had just succeeded. I was pregnant with his child. But I refused to let my baby become a pawn in their twisted dynastic war. I quietly tore the ultrasound picture into pieces and flushed it down the toilet. Returning home, I put on a mask of heartbreaking disappointment and looked at my cheating husband. "I just want a place to go, in case I'm not welcome here anymore," I whispered. Blinded by guilt, he immediately signed over a multi-million-dollar penthouse solely into my name. He thought he was buying my silence. He didn't know I was building my fortress to ruin him./1/115745/coverorgin.jpg?v=4019ffec262cef0e4f55d419c6fec8b6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped In His Cruel Six Year Contract
Essie sold herself to ruthless billionaire Kieran Cortez on a six-year contract just to pay for her paralyzed brother's staggering medical bills. But the morning Kieran’s face was plastered on the front page announcing his engagement to a wealthy heiress, he violently refused to let Essie go. When she quietly asked if their contract was over, he trapped her against the marble counter. "You don't have the right to call this off. It would be a shame if Charles lost his spot in the medical trial." Trapped, Essie endured his brutal, punishing kisses in hidden corners, terrified of being discovered by his new fiancée, who worked as a doctor at her hospital. But the ultimate betrayal came from home. When her brother saw the dark, violent bruises Kieran had deliberately left on her neck, he didn't care about her sacrifices. He threw scalding coffee on her burned hand. "You disgusting whore! I would rather die than use the dirty money you make spreading your legs!" Even Kieran's fiancée investigated her finances, cornering her to smugly warn her to know her place as a lowly sugar baby. Essie had sacrificed her dignity, her body, and her soul to keep her brother alive, only to be treated like disposable trash by the man who owned her and despised by the family she saved. Why did her endless sacrifices only buy her a suffocating, inescapable hell? Staring at the phone screen flashing with Kieran’s demand to be at his penthouse by eight, a dead calmness finally washed over her. She held down the power button until the screen went black. Even if his wrath destroyed her tomorrow, tonight, she was taking her life back./1/116371/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1c0b4aeb37241f460f1ee369059f959&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Severing Ties: Escaping My Billionaire Ex
I worked unpaid overtime for six months to secure a massive corporate deal, desperately needing the bonus to pay for my grandmother's heart medication. But the new lead director turned out to be my ex-boyfriend, Julian. The first thing he did was strip me of my title and give my position to his new intern girlfriend, Poppy. He publicly humiliated me, stranded me on a deserted highway, and ultimately got me fired. Meanwhile, my gambling father brought violent loan sharks to my frail grandmother's apartment. They kicked the coffee table and grabbed my father by the collar. "If we don't get two hundred thousand dollars by Friday, we'll take the deed and throw this old lady out onto the freezing street." But the most crushing blow wasn't the massive debt or losing my livelihood. It was Poppy slipping up in the office lobby, bragging that she and Julian had been dating for four years. Julian and I broke up exactly three years ago. He had been sleeping with her in our bed for a full year while we were still together, yet he was the one treating me like absolute garbage. Looking at my crying grandmother, my grief burned away, leaving only cold, hard fury. I pulled out my cracked phone and called a high-end real estate agent. It was time to sell the luxury Upper East Side condo Julian had gifted me, pay off the debt, and erase him from my life forever./1/115120/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260525163944&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejecting My Ruthless Billionaire Fiancé
For ten years, Aurora was abandoned by her wealthy family to rot in the countryside. When she finally returned, there was no warm welcome. The Lott family only brought her back to replace her adopted sister in an arranged marriage with Damian Yates, a notoriously violent, crippled billionaire, just to save their bankrupt company. Her grandmother mocked her as uneducated trash. Her fake sister feigned disgust at her very presence. When her biological father desperately tried to stop them from sending his daughter to her death, the family turned on him. Her grandmother struck her father across the face, kicked the three of them out of the manor into the freezing rain, and arrogantly declared they would starve on the streets by nightfall. They thought Aurora was just a helpless, pathetic hillbilly who would quietly accept being sold as livestock. They had no idea that over the past decade, she had survived the darkest corners of the world, becoming a lethal operative with unimaginable power. Standing in the cold rain, Aurora didn't shed a single tear. She calmly pulled out her encrypted phone, personally canceled the billionaire's marriage contract, and ordered her hacker to completely freeze the Lott family's accounts. "Total financial annihilation. Burn them to the ground." But as she watched her abusers' legacy crumble, a classified file arrived on her phone, revealing that the very billionaire she just rejected was tied to her mother's unsolved murder. The real hunt was just beginning./1/113556/coverorgin.jpg?v=c589e3fcc441690a8dcf9ee8e465d712&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed By The Ruthless Esports Boss
I am the best esports jungler in the league, but I've been hiding a severe wrist injury just to keep my team alive in the semifinals. Right in the middle of the crucial tie-breaker game, our mid-laner deliberately walked into the enemy team and died without casting a single defensive spell. He was match-fixing for offshore betting sites, throwing away our entire season for a massive payout. Because of his betrayal, we had to sub in two terrified rookies, and we were absolutely slaughtered. The stadium crowd booed us out of the arena. The internet exploded with pure vitriol, trending hashtags calling me a washed-up fraud who hid on the bench to save my own stats. The media demanded I retire immediately. My physical therapist gave me a grim ultimatum: my shredded nerves only allow me four hours of playtime a day before my right hand completely locks up. I destroyed my own body for this team, only to be sold out by a coward and crucified by the very fans I bled for. Why should my legacy end in total disgrace because of someone else's greed? I refuse to step down. I forced the traitor out, ignored management's safe roster choices, and locked my eyes on the most toxic, universally hated streamer on the platform. "He's a walking PR nightmare," my coach warned. I don't care. He is an arrogant, unhinged killer in the game, and I am going to make him mine./0/24387/coverorgin.jpg?v=20211125184105&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Adoring Husband, Mr Devonte
"You have to marry him and in exchange Mr. Devonte will help you to get rid of the criminal charge from your uncle.." Assistant Sheng said with his firm tone.. Genevieve watched the lavish wearing tenacious man in front of her.. She fell in confusion.. "Marry?" He nodded his head.. "Yes, You have to marry Younger Devonte if you want to get out your uncle from prison with the proof of his innocence.." ******************************************* Genevieve Brancacio, a twenty one year old, kind hearted average orphan girl.. Who has lots of hardships in life.. And the biggest one is her foster uncle's going in jail getting schemed by his enemy.. They tried their best to get him out of jail, taking her out almost on the street.. When both of them lost their hopes, suddenly some Mr. Devonte appeared in their life.. He would safe them but on a condition.. Genevieve has to marry his Grandson.. No other wants, just to marry.. Genevieve never wanted to get married like this.. Yet, she did not have any other choice and for the sake of her uncle and her ownself she agreed to marry the man whom she never have seen ever.. When she finally met him at the wedding night, she got a thousand volt shock! The man is none other than the director of Reywalt Corporation Ltd.!! America's most eligible and wanted bachelor!! Rumor says that he is the epitome of Ruthlessness who loathes woman.. And lost his manly ability throughout a deadly accident!!!/1/107768/coverorgin.jpg?v=d52f1e2b15363546205057814ef87af5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Secret Heiress: Freezing My Ex's Fortune
I spent three years playing the "low-maintenance" fiancée to Eliseo Fitzpatrick, a billionaire who believed he’d rescued me from a life of discount clothes and rural poverty. I kept his secrets and balanced his books, treating our engagement like a cold, professional audit. But on my twenty-sixth birthday, the balance sheet finally broke. My best friend dragged me to a surprise party that turned out to be an ambush. I walked into a VIP suite to find Eliseo dazed and disheveled, with models draped over his lap and his shirt stained with wine that looked like a fresh wound. When I tried to leave, Eliseo’s guilt turned into a weapon. He pinned me against the door and hissed that without him, I’d be nothing but a country girl in Walmart rags. The next day, his "close friend" Sloane was in our apartment wearing his shirt, laughing that it was only a matter of time before she took my place in his bed. At his grandfather’s funeral, his family didn't even hide their contempt. His mother called me a gold-digging nobody, and his brother mocked me in front of the grieving crowd. "So, you're the village girl who tricked my brother?" They thought I was a penniless pawn, a girl they could discard now that the patriarch was dead and the Fitzpatrick fortune was up for grabs. I stood in their library, listening to them argue over the spoils of a man they never loved. I didn't cry, and I didn't scream. I just waited for the lawyer to open the final folder. "Arthur Fitzpatrick appointed a new executor," the lawyer announced, and the room went silent. "It’s Flavia Lancaster." I looked at my stunned fiancé and his greedy family, then pulled out my phone to freeze every single one of their bank accounts. "The audit begins now."/1/115277/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260522162711&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late CEO: The Runaway Wife Returns
Corrie lay restrained on the sterile hospital bed, her wrists bleeding against the thick leather straps. Her husband, Damon, walked in with eyes entirely black with disgust and ordered the nurse to drain her rare blood. He believed Corrie had pushed Kara, the woman he claimed as his savior, and he was willing to drain Corrie dry to save her. "As long as she doesn't die, keep drawing. Kara's life is worth a hundred of hers." He ignored the frantic beeping of her heart monitor and walked out, leaving her slipping into hypovolemic shock. Using her last ounce of strength, Corrie escaped the clinic and hailed a taxi in the freezing rain, just wanting to survive. But the driver locked the doors and deliberately drove the speeding car straight off the bridge into the raging Hudson River. As the icy water swallowed her and she tried to swim out of the shattered windshield, a black-gloved hand grabbed her ankle. The inhuman grip dragged her down into the crushing, dark depths, filling her lungs with liquid fire. As her vision faded to black, Corrie's heart shattered into a million pieces. Why did the man she loved believe a lying stranger over his own wife? And who was the assassin in the dark water making sure she died? Five years later, Corrie walked out of the airport with a new, untouchable identity and a pair of genius twins. The freezing river had permanently ruined her heart and lungs, but it had also forged her into a ruthless survivor. She swore to never let the Holloway family touch her again, until her son's identical icy blue eyes caught the attention of the billionaire CEO she thought she had escaped./0/49887/coverorgin.jpg?v=4afdc95e8c43b9b0e9f516c238ace0e0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Persistent Ex-husband: Stay With Me
Never in Linsey's wildest dreams did she imagine the first time she met her husband of three years was in bed. She expected that they would begin to live like a real couple afterward, but Bryson didn't recognize her. He mistook her for a prostitute and hated her to the bone. Linsey thought their paths would never cross again after the divorce. However, it turned out that fate was playing tricks on her. She ended up becoming the legal counsel at Bryson's company. Finally, Bryson recognized her. He fell head over heels in love and couldn't help saying, "Stay with me, Linsey." "What?" Linsey couldn't believe her ears. "Mr. Higgins, weren't you the one who showed no concern about me? Besides, I'm just resigning. Why are you making a big deal out of it?" Bryson was torn between swallowing his pride and losing her forever or confessing his love for her. In the end, it turns out that falling in love comes with great battles. Would he win her back against all odds?/0/22667/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220119165921&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Forbidden Lust: A Night With My Husband's Father
Joanna was sabotaged by her sister and ended up in a stranger’s bed. Despised by her boyfriend and pressured by her family, she was forced to marry a wealthy scoundrel, Rhys. Rhys’ young adoptive father was the richest man in town, but was also said to be violent. Everyone thought Joanna was doomed, but Owen favored her and condemned her bullies. Joanna secretly loved Owen, but after a night of passion, he began to withdraw from her. Heartbroken, she entertained other men. She was on a date when Owen suddenly barged in. "You said you loved me!" Joanna smirked. "Too late. You’ll have to get in line."/1/116373/coverorgin.jpg?v=65e3ac760d407dfe90893f575eacb7f8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forced Marriage To The Possessive Tycoon
My cousin and my ex-fiancé drugged me and locked me in a luxury hotel room with a stranger. Two weeks later, I sat on my worn mattress, staring at the two pink lines on a pregnancy test. Suddenly, my front door was violently kicked off its hinges. Axel Sterling, a ruthless billionaire, stepped through the shattered wood. He threw surveillance photos at my feet, accusing me of being a calculating gold digger who set him up. "You have twenty-four hours to terminate it, or I will end you both myself." He dragged me to a private clinic and forced me onto a cold examination table. His grandmother intervened just in time, forcing him to marry me to protect the family bloodline. But my nightmare only deepened. Axel locked me in his sprawling estate, treating me like a prisoner and a temporary incubator. His wealthy relatives bullied me daily, mocking the horrific chemical burns on my face and trying to scald me with boiling food. I was an innocent victim, yet I was trapped with a husband who threatened to throw me in the river and a family that treated me like a repulsive monster. But none of them knew my real face. In the dead of night, I locked my bathroom door and peeled off the silicone burn prosthetic to reveal my flawless skin. I pulled out an encrypted burner phone and checked my hidden offshore bank accounts. I would play the weak, disfigured victim for now, because I was going to use the Sterling family's immense power to completely destroy everyone who framed me./1/110585/coverorgin.jpg?v=eee99a3eea1a64864e4f5fbb1418a1a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed By My Billionaire Stepbrothers
They say you can't have it all. I'm about to prove them wrong-or destroy myself trying. When my struggling mother married billionaire Richard Stone, I thought I was gaining a family. Instead, I found three stepbrothers who became my obsession, my downfall, and my salvation. Dominic, the eldest, cold and commanding, who kisses me like he's claiming his kingdom and looks at me like I'm the only thing he can't control. Julian, the charming playboy who hides a vulnerable soul beneath his perfect smile, making me feel like I'm the only woman he's ever truly seen. Asher, the brooding artist who paints me like I'm his muse and touches me like I'm his masterpiece, seeing parts of my soul I didn't know existed. They're forbidden. They're dangerous. They're everything I shouldn't want. But when I discover my father didn't die by suicide that he was murdered by the very man who now calls himself my stepfather, these three powerful men becomes my unlikely allies. First it was a forbidden attraction, now it's an arrangement that defies every rule. The rules are simple: I'll give each of them a chance. I'll take everything they offer. And in the end, I'll have to make the hardest decision of my life: Choose one of them. Choose all of them. Or choose myself./0/18131/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ada32163587d4738dcdb378c9333e14&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Crestfallen
"Stop being so scary, it's not attractive." "Yeah, okay, whatever you have to tell yourself." ---------- Casey Hall is a simple girl, leading a simple life. That is until Jeremy Storm takes an interest in her dimples, button nose, and 'cute ass'. Jeremy Storm is the type of guy that girl's like Casey Hall don't talk to. He's popular, athletic, and honestly too attractive to be real. When Casey's and Jeremy's paths cross because of the locker room pact, their lives become intertwined and they're both in for one hell of a ride. ----------- "The locker room list shall never be told to any female, otherwise every male in this holy room will have to deny the truth and shame the traitor." "Yeah, yeah, and cut off your testicles or whatever, just don't do it."/1/114340/coverorgin.jpg?v=c1a2fc5c0ecdd4342074c81fd93ee701&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's Runaway Wife And Secret Heir
I was arrested for defending myself against an assaulter, shivering in a freezing holding cell. The man who walked in to bail me out was Keven Armstrong, my billionaire ex-husband. He looked at my bruised wrists with utter disgust, tossed his lawyer's card on the bench, and sneered to his friend. "This is exactly what I was telling you. She always finds a way to make a mess of things." He still thought I divorced him four years ago because he was on the verge of bankruptcy. He didn't know I had secretly sold the only apartment he left me to anonymously save his company from ruin. He also didn't know I was raising his four-year-old son in a cramped house, where my own mother cursed me as a gold-digging disgrace and drove us out onto the street. Desperate to give my son a home, I finally landed a high-paying finance job. But on my very first day, I discovered my new company had just been acquired by Keven's empire. He singled me out in a mandatory staff meeting, publicly humiliating me for my four-year resume gap, and then summoned me to his corner office. He pulled out his checkbook, his eyes full of cold contempt. "How much to make you disappear? Just name your price and get out of my sight." I looked at the man whose empire I had secretly built, swallowing the bitter truth of our child's existence. This time, I refused to run away./0/17975/coverorgin.jpg?v=20210813192707&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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