Modern Books for Women
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Love Me, Fool Me: The Jilted Wife's Secret
Alexander's coldness was laid bare before Florrie; he even asked her to buy morning-after pills for another woman. Enduring the pain became her routine, all because Alexander was a stand-in for Alec, her lost love. But one day, she tricked him into signing the divorce papers and said, "I never loved you." Devastation clung to him, his gaze clouded by despair. "You can't leave. I won't sign." Then Alec returned as a conglomerate heir. She searched his face for love and found none-until she turned away. He cracked, tears falling. "I'm sorry," he begged. "I love you."/1/113834/coverorgin.jpg?v=4c50829db25805f56e631241bef0ea68&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Divorced Psychic's Spectacular Comeback
For two years, Elena played the role of the perfect, submissive wife to her wealthy husband, Andrew Macdonald, quietly swallowing the daily insults of his elite circle to appease his family. But using her hidden divination skills, she tracked his GPS to a dirty nightclub terrace and caught him tightly holding a fragile, crying woman, calling Elena a disposable "Appalachian hillbilly." "The lawyers are drafting the divorce papers. Next week, she'll be out of New York for good." Hearing Andrew promise this gently to his cheating partner, Elena stepped into the dim light, only to be met with nasty mockery from his arrogant friends, while the mistress shrank back and pretended to be an innocent victim. Andrew glared at Elena with deep annoyance, aggressively demanding she stop embarrassing him in public and go back to the countryside, fully expecting her to break down, cry, and beg him to save their marriage. Two years of cooking his meals, ironing his shirts, and enduring his family's cruel abuse were nothing but a sick joke to him, completely blind to the terrifying, ancient power she actually wielded. Instead of shedding a single tear, Elena mercilessly exposed their darkest medical and financial secrets, signed the divorce papers without taking a single dime, and stepped into her new life as the untouchable master she truly was./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./0/93823/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251114104352&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Called Me Gold Digger, Now He Can't Let Go
Three years ago, Scarlett traded her act of saving Asher's life for a marriage. Throughout their marriage, she gave up her own needs to care for him, losing herself in the process. Her devotion never earned her true affection-he saw her as nothing more than a gold-digger, his heart fixed on someone else. When the woman he loved returned, Scarlett quietly chose to step aside, ready to reclaim her own life. But after the divorce, the cold, controlling man she once loved couldn't let her go. He cornered her, his voice low and fierce. "You can only be mine!"/1/112156/coverorgin.jpg?v=234d08984aee1070fdf8060784b0020d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Blood Bank To Billionaire's Obsession
I was the poor girl from Appalachia the wealthy Copeland family adopted out of "charity," bringing me to a life of New York luxury I could never have imagined. But it was all a lie. I wasn't their daughter. I was a living, breathing blood bank for their precious child, Bridgette, whose life had been secretly saved by my bone marrow. Once I was no longer useful, they decided to throw me away. On the night of Bridgette's lavish engagement party, she and her fiancé framed me. They drugged my water, lured me to a hotel suite, and tore my designer gown to stage a scene. Her fiancé stood over me, his face twisted in disgust. "Did you really think spreading your legs would make me forget where you came from? You're just a trashy hillbilly." Outside on Fifth Avenue, my adoptive parents screamed at me in front of the press, calling me a disgrace. My sister wept, accusing me of trying to destroy her perfect life out of jealousy. They expected me to crumble, to become the pathetic scandal they could discard like garbage. They thought they were dealing with a scared, helpless girl from the mountains. But they made a fatal mistake. The soul of that poor girl was already gone. And I, the top-tier operative known as Glacier, had just woken up in her body./1/110995/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260518001539&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From The Background Wife To His Unreachable Memory
For ten quiet years, Verena carried feelings for Brayden that she never revealed, while everyone knew his heart belonged to another woman. Three years ago, a financial crisis forced her into an arranged marriage with him to save her family's business. During those years, his cold distance slowly wore down her devotion until nothing remained. When news came that the woman he truly loved had returned, Verena chose to end the marriage. She walked away and cut him out of her life. Only then did regret consume him. "Verena, come back to me." Unfortunately, it was too late./0/67687/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250605001338&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love On Ice: Don't Leave Me, My Charming Liar
Ethan always viewed Nyla as a compulsive liar, while she saw him as aloof and insensitive. Nyla had cherished the notion that she was dear to Ethan, yet she felt coldly rejected when she realized her place in his heart was insignificant. No longer trying to break through his coldness, she stepped back, only for him to alter his approach unexpectedly. She challenged him, "If you trust me so little, why keep me around?" Ethan, who had once carried himself with pride, now stood before her with a humble plea. "Nyla, I've made mistakes. Please don't walk away from me."/0/72411/coverorgin.jpg?v=433e2a1ee81d6224c5826748ae6cd429&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sinful Temptation: Mr. Playboy Zillionaire Pleads For My Return
Iris grew from an orphaned child to the adopted daughter of the Stewart family at age ten, finding warmth in her nominal uncle Vincent's kindness. Seven years later, she became his secret lover. When Vincent's engagement was announced, gossip spread about the notorious playboy CEO finally settling down. But only Iris knew the extent of his cold, two-faced nature. Iris fell for Vincent and, through tears, begged, "Marry me," only to be met with his frosty refusal. Defeated, she accepted a lawyer's proposal, sparking public excitement. Then, on her wedding day, Vincent pleaded desperately, "Don't marry him…"/1/110445/coverorgin.jpg?v=42977c0ced7d68c234461b95b181b1cc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dump The Cheater, Marry The King: The Unrivaled CEO Claimed Me As Wife
When Leanna caught her fiancé in another woman's arms, she didn't cry, beg, or break. Instead, she walked straight toward the one man no one dared approach. Leanna had assumed she'd slept with her fiancé's uncle, but she soon realized the dangerously composed man was far more than what he seemed. Behind his calm gaze hid one secret identity after another. Worst of all, she had believed the rumors that he was an impotent man, until he gripped her wrist, pinned her beneath him, and declared firmly, "You will carry my child." Red-faced, Leanna answered, "Okay."/1/114985/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260512115732&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Genius Doctor's Perfect Fake Death
To escape my psychopathic, controlling lover, I faked my death in a Syrian war zone. Thirty-seven reconstructive surgeries later, the terrified girl he kept locked in a basement was gone. I returned to New York as an untouchable neurosurgeon, Dr. Alivia Clay. I only came back to save his grandfather—the one man who helped me escape. I thought my flawless new face was the perfect armor. But the moment Collis Duncan saw me, he cornered me against the hospital wall. He didn't recognize my face, but he recognized my panic. He trapped me in his arms, inhaling the faint scent of vanilla and orange blossom on my skin. "You smell exactly like a ghost I used to know," he whispered. Worse, a traumatized, mute little boy with Collis's exact gray eyes stumbled into me in the hallway. The boy clutched my white coat and handed me a flashcard with a crude drawing of a woman. "Mama." My blood turned to ice. Five years ago, I was told my newborn baby burned to ashes in that medical tent. How could this boy be alive? Why did Collis have my son while I mourned a pile of dust? Now, Collis is ordering a microscopic background check, desperate to tear my fake life to the ground and cage me again. But I'm not running anymore. Once I finish this surgery, I'm taking my son back./1/114525/coverorgin.jpg?v=cccc780fbbc0a86716a092a3aa182069&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Longer His Captive Surgeon Wife
I was a top cardiac surgeon, trapped in a dead marriage with a ruthless billionaire. One afternoon, he brought his mistress to my hospital, ordering me to perform her high-risk heart surgery. When I refused and handed him our divorce papers, he violently tore them up and threatened to erase my name from the medical community. Worse, I discovered they had a five-year-old surrogate son—bought and born the exact same year I bled out on an operating table, losing our baby. The mistress mocked my trauma, calling me a barren piece of trash who couldn't give him an heir. I slapped her across the face. The next morning, the NYPD publicly handcuffed me in my own hospital. She had framed me for attempted murder, claiming I injected her IV with a lethal dose of potassium. My husband cornered me in the interrogation room. "Just confess to me. I will throw enough money at the DA to make this entirely disappear." I looked into his dark eyes and saw nothing but raw, unfiltered suspicion. He actually believed I was a jealous murderer. I swore I would rather rot in a concrete cell for the rest of my life than bow down to them. Just as my childhood savior miraculously appeared to bail me out, my phone rang. The mistress had gone into full cardiac arrest. Only I had the surgical skill to save her. I turned around, deciding whether to let the woman who ruined my life die, or pick up my scalpel./1/112584/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260525001912&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Oops, Wrong Uncle! I Married The Real Zillionaire Instead!
The best way to get back at a cheating bastard? Make him sick to his stomach for the rest of his life! Days before her wedding, Corinne caught her fiancé cheating with his coworker in what she thought was their future home. Furious, she tore everything apart, ended the engagement, and decided on a bold revenge plan. To make him regret it for life, she set her sights on marrying his powerful uncle. Confident in her scheme, she tried to win over the cold, untouchable man, only to realize too late that she had mistaken his identity. The man she married was far more dangerous than she imagined! Corinne decided to make a quick escape. "Let's get a divorce. We're clearly not right for each other... " He cornered her with a knowing smile, "Not right for each other? Funny, that's not what you said last night in bed. Want me to remind you how wrong you are?"/1/113317/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b73b63286c5334cb1c0a6069fa809c3&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./1/115241/coverorgin.jpg?v=3553c279df320f92ccaa44212ca6b5b1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Hell: The Vengeful Heiress Returns
I was the Stanton family heiress, engaged to the President's son to secure a vital military alliance. But he cornered me in the White House sitting room, slamming a thick manila folder onto the marble table. "I said, sign the annulment agreement, Hester." He looked at me like I was dirt, demanding I step aside so he could be with a manipulative intern named Tricia. In my past life, I was a naive lamb. I cried and begged him not to end it. My devotion was rewarded with absolute cruelty. He ordered my bones broken and my reputation completely shredded. My trusted assistant forced poison down my throat, and I was left to die with a rope burning my neck. Until my last breath, I didn't understand. I had done everything perfectly for the family. Why did my unwavering loyalty only bring me a gruesome death? Why did the monsters who tortured me get to live happily in the highest seats of power? Opening my eyes again, the suffocating terror of the noose suddenly washed away. I was sixteen again, staring at the exact same annulment papers. "Hester, please. Just let us be happy," Tricia whimpered, reaching out her trembling hand. This time, I didn't cry. I picked up the solid gold fountain pen, stabbed it violently through the center of the contract, and prepared to drag the entire First Family straight to hell./0/74470/coverorgin.jpg?v=2a731ca7cddeb136445a3188cb17eba7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
REBORN IN VENGEANCE, REWRITTEN IN LOVE
Elena Hart once had everything, money, beauty, and a kind heart that trusted too easily. But her perfect marriage to the charming Liam Blackwood ended in betrayal and even murder, planned by him and her best friend, Serena Cole. Her whole world fell apart. Yet death wasn't the end for her. One day, Elena woke up in her 22 year old body, seven years before the day she was meant to die. Her memories were broken, but she was filled with a strong will: this time, she would write her own ending. Reborn, Elena was no helpless princess. With the knowledge of what was to come and a clever, quick mind, she stepped into a world of secret business deals, hidden family stories, and a love triangle that made her quest for revenge even more complicated. There was Adrian Voss, the mysterious rival CEO whose cold look hid a past linked to hers, and Noah Grant, her childhood friend whose quiet loyalty showed deep, unspoken love. As Elena fought against Liam and Serena's evil plans, she uncovered even darker secrets, Hart Industries was really a front for a criminal empire, her mother's death was no accident, and maybe her second chance at life was part of a strange, bigger bargain. With every twist and turn, Elena had to choose between seeking revenge or forgiving, between following love or standing on her own. But in a game where enemies wear smiles and allies hide daggers, trust could be her downfall... or her redemption./0/90373/coverorgin.jpg?v=3ad4104d1f894801b43d65df33ee8f90&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Crumbled, But Her Brilliance Shone
Years ago, Cathy's husband threw himself into danger to save her. Then fate cut the cord-after the accident, he remembered everyone but the woman he'd once died for. On their third anniversary, he betrayed her, and that night she signed the divorce. Freed, she dusted off her hidden brilliance: miracle healer, racing legend, elite hacker, visionary designer. When his memories roared back, regret did, too. He stormed her wedding, pleading, "Cathy, please, one more chance!" But a certain trillionaire held her close and huffed, "Honey, someone's asking for trouble."/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./1/112608/coverorgin.jpg?v=884c8f3c949449cd7a738dcf0957e500&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Runaway Heiress Returns For Revenge
Adelina returned to New York after three years in exile, determined to take back her family's failing company. But the moment she landed, she ran into her ruthless ex-fiancé, Gage Evans. He was holding a supermodel who was wearing Adelina's own custom, exclusive perfume. He trapped Adelina in his car and threw a ten-million-dollar check at her, telling her to go back to Paris and give up her legacy. "This world will eat you alive. Take it." Adelina tore up the check. She crashed her company's board meeting, using a secret will to oust her corrupt stepfather and stepbrother. But they lured her into a deadly trap: she had to increase profits by ten percent in six months, or lose all her shares. Desperate for capital, Adelina pitched to the city's top venture capital firm, only to find Gage waiting in the office. He and his cousin publicly humiliated her, calling her "corporate poison" for running away from their wedding three years ago, and brutally rejected her proposal. Adelina was pushed to the absolute edge, mocked and cornered by the man who was actively erasing her identity. She didn't understand why Gage was so determined to destroy her, yet had quietly shielded her from a freezing rainstorm just a day before. What was his real game? Standing in the torrential rain, Adelina wiped her face and pulled out her phone. She unblocked a contact she hadn't touched in three years. It was time to call in a monster of her own./0/99873/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260130175705&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blind But Brilliant: The Pitied Bride With Hidden Faces
Khloe lost her sight to save her fiancé, only to be betrayed on their wedding eve when he handed her over to a notorious man to clear his debts. Shattered, Khloe agreed to the arrangement, and rumors swirled that she and her groom were hopeless. No one expected the blind woman to stun the world-a prodigy in fragrance, a world-class hacker, a racing legend, and the secret head of a peacekeeping force. The nation was amazed, and her ex-fiancé most of all. Drunk and remorseful, he told the press, "My biggest regret is losing Khloe. Now she's someone else's!"/1/113878/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260521101831&imageMogr2/format/webp)
