Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Scars To Gold: A Queen's Rise
I gave up my twenty-billion-dollar inheritance and cut ties with my family, all for my boyfriend of five years, Ignatz. But just as I was about to tell him I was pregnant with our child, he dropped a bombshell. He needed me to take the fall for his childhood sweetheart, Everleigh. She'd been in a hit-and-run, and her career couldn't handle the scandal. When I refused and told him about our baby, his face went cold. He told me to terminate the pregnancy immediately. "Everleigh is the woman I love," he said. "Finding out you're pregnant with my child would destroy her." He had his assistant schedule the appointment and sent me to the clinic alone. There, the nurse told me the procedure carried a high risk of permanent infertility. He knew. And he still sent me. I walked out of that clinic, choosing to keep my child. At that exact moment, a news alert lit up my phone. It was a glowing article announcing that Ignatz and Everleigh were expecting their first child, complete with a photo of his hand resting protectively on her stomach. My world shattered. Wiping away a tear, I found the number I hadn't called in five years. "Dad," I whispered, my voice breaking. "I'm ready to come home."/0/89295/coverorgin.jpg?v=f22582a4dd9eec7eecff56829622d2c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ten Years a Ward
For ten years, I secretly loved my guardian, Ethan Hayes. After my family fell apart, he took me in and raised me. He was my entire world. On my eighteenth birthday, I gathered all my courage to confess my love to him. But his reaction was a fury I had never seen before. He swept my birthday cake to the floor and roared, "Are you insane? I am your GUARDIAN!" He then mercilessly tore the painting I had spent a year on-my confession-to shreds. Just days later, he brought home his fiancée, Chloe. The man who had promised to wait for me to grow up, who called me his brightest star, had vanished. My decade of desperate, burning love had only managed to burn myself. The person who was supposed to protect me had become the one who hurt me the most. I looked down at the NYU acceptance letter in my hand. I had to leave. I had to pull him out of my heart, no matter how much it hurt. I picked up the phone and dialed my father's number. "Dad," I said, my voice hoarse, "I've decided. I want to come be with you in New York."/0/88677/coverorgin.jpg?v=5290c11f0c45a86007a31c0a16b603fe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Secret Son, Her Public Shame
I was Aliana Donovan, a resident physician, finally reunited with the wealthy family I' d been lost from as a child. I had loving parents and a handsome, successful fiancé. I was safe. I was loved. It was a perfect, fragile lie. The lie shattered on a Tuesday when I discovered my fiancé, Ivan, wasn't at a board meeting but at a sprawling mansion with Kiera Reese, the woman I was told had a mental breakdown five years ago after trying to frame me. She wasn' t disgraced; she was radiant, holding a little boy, Leo, who giggled in Ivan' s arms. I overheard their conversation: Leo was their son, and I was merely a "placeholder," a means to an end until Ivan no longer needed my family's connections. My parents, the Donovans, were in on it, funding Kiera' s lavish life and their secret family. My entire reality-the loving parents, the devoted fiancé, the security I thought I' d found-was a carefully constructed stage, and I was the fool playing the lead role. The casual lie Ivan texted me, "Just got out of the meeting. So exhausting. I miss you. See you at home," while he stood beside his real family, was the final blow. They thought I was pathetic. They thought I was a fool. They were about to find out just how wrong they were./1/106628/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e4f1423cd53f79ae03bf1cc18de25f4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Secret Butler: Capturing The Heartless Billionaire
I spent a year hiding my lethal skills behind the stiff polyester uniform of a hotel butler. To the world, I’m just Betsey Madden, a "charity case" scrubbing floors at The Elysium to solve the mystery of my mother’s suspicious death. On the anniversary of her passing, my manager decided to humiliate me by assigning me to the Penthouse to serve Celestino Franklin, a billionaire known as the "Butcher of Wall Street" who supposedly eats staff for breakfast. When I stepped into the suite, I found the pristine white carpet stained with fresh blood and a wounded man lunging at me from the shadows. I didn't scream; I instinctively dropped into a combat stance I hadn't used since my days as a shadow operative in Vienna, pinning the billionaire before he could even blink. I had to choose between letting him bleed out or revealing that I was far more than a girl who folds napkins for minimum wage. I chose to save him, stitching his gunshot wound with a surgical precision that no ordinary servant should ever possess. As he gripped my wrist, the air turned cold. He didn't smell like a typical CEO; he carried the sharp scent of sandalwood and expensive scotch—the exact, intoxicating aroma of the man from the nightmares I’ve had since the night my mother died. "You have good hands," he rasped, his storm-gray eyes seeing right through my pale foundation and fake exhaustion. "You're wasting them on silver polish." I realized then that my cover wasn't just blown; it was the bait that had finally caught the monster I was looking for. I came to this hotel to find a killer, but I never expected my prime suspect to be the man now demanding I become his personal shadow. The hunt for the truth just turned into a deadly dance with a predator who knows exactly who I am, and I’m not leaving until I find out if he’s my savior or my mother's murderer./0/37453/coverorgin.jpg?v=121ad8a1e888afe87f5fa2a1e941804e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Stunning Ex-wife
[Cute Baby + Secret Identity + Powerful hero and heroine!] Caroline loved Damian with all her heart for five whole years. She devoted herself to him and lived humbly for his sake. However, when the couple faced a crisis, she hoped that the news of her pregnancy would fix their marriage, but what she got in return was just a divorce agreement. And to make things worse, while she was about to give birth, she had fallen into someone's trap and her life was in danger. After managing to survive such a harrowing experience, she was determined to cut all ties with the man. Five years later, she re-emerged with her head held high, being the CEO of a famous company. Those who used to bully her now got a taste of their own medicine. And the truth about the past gradually surfaced... Dazzled by Caroline's newfound confidence, her ex-husband wanted to get back together with her, but she just turned a blind eye to his advances. Damian pleaded desperately, "Honey, our baby needs both his parents. Please remarry 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…"/1/107823/coverorgin.jpg?v=b00d92c67aa25554bacec9ee62903202&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Surgeon’s Scars: Running From My Past
I returned to the Hamptons after six years, believing I had finally outrun the ghosts of my past. As a surgeon, I had spent years stitching others back together, yet I remained a collection of jagged shards held together by secrets. I thought I could survive one family dinner, but the moment I stepped inside, the air turned to lead. Then I saw him. Damon Hansen stood in the archway, looking more lethal than the man I’d once loved. When our eyes met, he shattered the crystal glass in his hand with such raw force that blood stained the pristine rug. It was a silent, violent declaration of the rage he’d been nursing since the night I vanished without a word. The dinner was a battlefield. Damon sat across from me with his new girlfriend, Campbell, draped possessively over his arm. He used every word like a blade, mocking my "escape" while secretly ordering the only food I could stomach. He didn't know that I hadn't just run away six years ago; I had crawled away to survive a miscarriage that nearly took my life, a trauma that still made my hands shake at the sight of a child. I fled to Seattle for a clean slate, only to find Damon waiting in the rain. He had traded his business empire for a firefighter’s uniform, joining the city's most dangerous station just to force his way back into my world. When he ended up on my trauma table, soot-stained and broken, he gripped my wrist with a heat that almost broke my resolve. "I'm yours, Adria. Do whatever you have to do." I almost let my walls crumble until the hospital doors swung open. Campbell burst out, throwing herself into his arms and claiming him in front of the entire staff. I didn't stay to hear his excuses. I turned my back on the man who had followed me across the country just to break my heart again, finally realizing that some wounds are too deep for even a surgeon to heal./0/99116/coverorgin.jpg?v=298faa513c0803f70fe768fd7dcd8e03&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorce Following Pregnancy
In the third year of their marriage, Liam became infatuated with his new secretary, Lindsay Price. She was open and bold. Her personal motto was "Fortune favors the bold." In bed, she knew countless different positions, and outside of it, she accompanied Liam in various thrilling activities. While he went out with Lindsay, he maintained the facade of a devoted husband by fabricating where he had been to Lillian Walsh. "I'm not coming home tonight. I was drunk, so I'm sleeping at the office." Lindsay chuckled beside him. She said with a hint of teasing provocation, "When are you going to divorce that boring old woman?" The call ended abruptly. Unbeknownst to them, Lillian was sitting in the Obstetrics and Gynecology department and staring at the pregnancy report at her fingertips. She had been pregnant for six weeks. After she left the hospital, she called her brother, Ricky Walsh, who was a lawyer. "Ricky, I need you to make a divorce agreement for me." Ricky paused briefly and then asked, "Are you sure about this?" Lillian replied calmly, "Yes. I'm pregnant. I plan to keep the baby myself."/1/117916/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c24f3e6e7a0d2bf3c5bb4786edb9747&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Rejection, Her Billionaire Engagement
My boyfriend of two years and I were a team. Both scholarship students, we pinched pennies and dreamed of a future we would build from nothing. I thought our love was real. Then I discovered he was cheating on me with my best friend. The truth was uglier: our entire relationship was just a cruel, two-year-long fraternity bet. I overheard him mocking me to his friends. "She's a gold-digger who didn't find the gold," he laughed. When I broke up with him, he retaliated by leaking our intimate photos, destroying my reputation and branding me a manipulative user. Betrayed and publicly shamed, I had lost everything. So I left town with a single suitcase. But my new life brought a shocking twist: I wasn't an orphan, but the long-lost heiress to a powerful family. At the gala celebrating my return, my ex crashed the party to beg for me back, only to watch in horror as the powerful CEO Cristian House got on one knee and asked me to be his wife./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."/0/85884/coverorgin.jpg?v=3fa855030f6989e987ac3e0a390c5423&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kidney Betrayal, Love's Cruel Deception
Five years ago, I voluntarily gave my kidney to save my daughter, Lily, believing it was a sacrifice born of a father' s love. What I received in return was a meticulously orchestrated public humiliation: forced to wear women' s clothing and clown makeup, starring in a viral video that branded me a pervert and destroyed my career and reputation overnight. My wife, Sophia, and Lily stood by me, their unwavering support the thin thread I clung to, believing their love was real, even as I lived as a social pariah. But that belief shattered when I overheard Lily and Sophia confessing to their monstrous deception: Lily's illness was a lie, Sophia's "kidnapping" was a sham, and my kidney was meant for my bitter step-brother, Daniel, all part of a calculated plot to ruin me and seize control of my family's firm. My life was a cruel, elaborate stage play, and I, the fool, had been their unwitting star, leaving me with nothing but the chilling realization that my sacrifice was a mark of betrayal. I lay in a hospital bed, barely conscious after collapsing from their latest act of public shaming, as Sophia and Daniel plotted to commit me, solidifying their control over my life and what little savings I had left. The man they thought they' d broken was gone, replaced by a cold, calculating resolve. I would play their game, let them believe their victory was complete, and then I would disappear. This was not an escape, but a strategic retreat. For the first time in five years, I knew exactly what I had to do, and my vengeance would be meticulously planned, far from their reach./0/69771/coverorgin.jpg?v=b4266cccbfe08e0d0e450973e1c14c37&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love in a billionaire's world
Love in the Billionaire's World Ashley Jenkins, a 22-year-old waitress, and Ryder Blackwood, a 28-year-old billionaire, come from different worlds. Despite their social divide, they form a deep connection. As Ryder introduces Ashley to his luxurious lifestyle, she brings out his compassionate side. But can their love overcome their differences and the challenges that come with Ryder's high-society expectations?/1/102310/coverorgin.jpg?v=40ac8e59f4dbf5401b8ed4ff930f7b38&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ten Years Of Lies, One Heartbreak
On my wedding day, my fiancé of ten years left me at the altar for another woman. He sent a simple text: "Haylee needs me." Hours later, that same woman ran me over with her car, causing me to lose our baby. But when I woke up in the hospital, my fiancé stood over me with a chilling demand. "Drop the charges against Haylee," he said, his voice cold. "She's too sensitive for prison. You're strong, Kira. You can handle this." To ensure my compliance, he threatened to release a humiliating video of my mother, who was suffering from dementia. I gave in, only to learn that Haylee had already tormented my mother with cruel whispers, driving her to suicide. The betrayal was absolute. He had not only destroyed my body and our child but had also orchestrated my mother's death to protect his new love. He thought he had broken me, leaving me with nothing. But as I lay shattered in that hospital bed, an email arrived from his biggest competitor. They offered me a new identity, a new life, and the power to make him pay for everything. They wanted me to fake my own death./0/82599/coverorgin.jpg?v=259c318084d2ae15fe2d3c04a6a7e177&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Orphan's Reckoning
I was an orphan, adrift in the real world, until I found what I believed was stability and love in the Continuum Program. Here, in this vivid simulation, I was a "Prime Beneficiary," granted a perfect life with my chosen partner, Chloe. I clung to our "perfect emotional bond," making every sacrifice and enduring agonizing "Feedback Dissonance" for her "brain injury," convinced it was the price of true devotion. But everything shattered the moment a simulated car deliberately slammed into me. Standing over my broken body were Chloe and Liam, her long-hidden lover, her "brain injury" miraculously gone. "Your Prime Beneficiary status. We need it," Liam sneered, while Chloe callously admitted her love and injury were lies, a manipulative act to keep me until they could steal my life. My hard-won status, my entire programmed existence, was merely a resource for their personal gain. They stripped me bare, taking my savings, forcing me to kneel and crawl for a few coins in an act of ultimate humiliation. Then, Liam confessed: he had maliciously lied to my only remaining family, my kind surrogate grandfather Mr. Henderson, directly causing his death. Overwhelmed by a tidal wave of betrayal, grief, and unbridled fury, I stared into the void of my shattered life. How could I have been so blind, so trusting, to the monsters I had cherished? The years of Dissonance, the mental agony I'd endured, were not my failing, but the bitter harvest of their deceit. For a moment, I considered ending it all, pressing the self-deletion button to escape this torment. But a new, cold resolve hardened within me, sharper than any pain they had inflicted. "I'd like to stay," I told them, my voice hollow. I offered to be their housekeeper for the brief time remaining before my forced exit. My real intention was a dark, patient vigil: to witness the very "perfect bond" they coveted, the one that had broken me, tear them apart, piece by agonizing piece./0/85102/coverorgin.jpg?v=ab2d67bad9f57b909e9fa9687303ba4c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife Who Destroyed Me
The cold concrete walls of the visitor' s room blurred. My wife, Sarah, sat opposite me, her eyes burning with contempt, dressed in a sharp business suit. "Ethan, that data-exfiltration device was clearly planted by you," her voice, a venomous echo, replayed. "You were just jealous of Alex and wanted him dead! I truly regret leaving Alex for a simpleton like you; you deserve to rot in prison for what you did to him!" That was the last time I saw her before the life sentence. Before everything went black. The betrayal was so fresh, it felt like it happened only a second ago. Alex Thornton, her charismatic tech mogul mentor, gifted her a sleek, black smart ring. As an FBI agent, I recognized it immediately: a sophisticated data-exfiltration device. I tried to warn her, even reported it to the Bureau, cushioning the blow to protect her, sacrificing my own promotion. It was a fatal mistake. Alex died in a suspicious car accident as the FBI closed in. My grieving, loving Sarah then wove a web of digital lies, leaking classified intel and manipulating logs, pointing every piece of evidence directly at me. The jealous, jilted husband. The perfect story. Then, a jarring, insistent beeping cut through the darkness of my prison cell memory. I gasped, my eyes flying open. I wasn' t in a cell. I was in my own bed. My alarm clock. 7:00 AM. My heart hammered. Sarah was still asleep. On her nightstand, gleaming, was the smart ring. It was today. The day it all began. A cold dread washed over me, followed by something hot and sharp: a second chance. The humiliation, the cold slap of betrayal, her mocking words. My colleagues' faces, pity mixed with confusion, as they cuffed me. I had sacrificed everything for a woman who saw me as a simpleton. The love I felt for her was now a black hole. In the quiet of the morning, with the woman who would destroy me sleeping peacefully beside me, I made a new vow. Not of love, or loyalty, but of self-preservation. And justice./0/87605/coverorgin.jpg?v=c6e32522c3c18cdcc9bcad45eae55937&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Everything's wrong, but it's fine. You became the mistress.
Marília Marques always followed the rules: she built a solid career as a lawyer, far from scandal and with an impeccable reputation she was proud of. Until she met Fábio Cruz, owner of an irresistible smile, a gaze that belied any defense... and a wedding ring he conveniently "forgot" to put on that first night. What should have been just a slip-up turned into an addiction that's hard to overcome. Secret encounters, disappearing messages, photos that are only seen once, and a desire that knows no time, morality, or logic. Now, Marília finds herself trapped between the weight of her own conscience... and the desire to have him in her bed every time he texts her: "I miss you." But Fábio is hiding more than just a marriage. And when the truth threatens to explode, Marília will have to decide: Does she save herself... or does she continue to surrender her life to a man who would never give up his comfortable life for her? Because there are decisions you can't make with your head. And there are loves that hurt before they begin./0/39579/coverorgin.jpg?v=9876056303a9a2024a3db9632122b79f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fox Trap: Eternal Love
Han Quan Du was a fox for thousands of years, only to be able to cultivate to become a human. During a run away, she was injured by a hunter and saved by a man, but Han Jun Du soon had to marry Huo Trieu Vu, the disabled young master of the Huo family in love. state of bewilderment. Han Jun Du was extremely confused, because in this world, humans were almost unaware of the presence of foxes, they lived in a remote area, so as soon as he got married, Han Jun Du got married. caused all sorts of problems. Huo Trieu Vu is known as a cold person, but his actions have caused himself to be slapped in the face. He will always secretly pay attention to his little wife. In a family that always smells of gunpowder, two people give each other the most sincere feelings, warming the other's cold hearts. At the same time, she also used magic to slowly heal Huo Trieu Vu's legs. Love arises, at the same time mysteries are revealed. Han Jun Du is not an ordinary person, will Huo Trieu Vu still love her like before? Besides, what is the identity behind that disabled boy? Unsolved mysteries are gradually revealed, can Han Quan Du and Huo Trieu Vu hold hands to the end of the road? Excerpt: Han Quan Du lay cross-legged on the bed, leisurely looking at the handsome man, the scene accidentally caught Huo Trieu Vu's eyes. He grimaced, two unpleasant words showed clearly in his eyes, the man grumbled: "My husband doesn't look at me next to me, it's full of people somewhere." The air around him smelled of sour vinegar. "What the hell do you know? Ah, but Huo Trieu Vu, you have experienced the feeling of enjoyment, right?" Han Jun Du raised his lips and raised his face, mocking her husband. Whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, Huo Trieu Vu snarled each word: "I am paralyzed in my legs, but other organs are still functioning normally. Do you want to enjoy it? I will let you soar cloud nine!" "..." Please, please!/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."/0/94332/coverorgin.jpg?v=b6467aef03f7b56d1c5c5c99586de9ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Left For Dead, I Rise Again
My husband left me to die in a car wreck. When I survived and confronted his mistress, he fractured my skull. But that wasn't the worst thing he did. After his mistress framed me for an injury, he cornered me in a hospital hallway. He took my right hand-the one I used to be a brilliant architect-and deliberately broke it, ending my career. He thought he had destroyed my future. He had no idea he had just declared war./0/83225/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106202205&imageMogr2/format/webp)
