Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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No Longer A Pawn, Now A Queen
For five years, I lived in a gilded cage, believing I was the cherished orphan saved by the wealthy Estrada family. They gave me a home, a career as an architect, and their son, Andres, as my fiancé. They told me my best friend, Dyan, had betrayed me. I believed them. Then one night, I found Andres with his real family. His wife was Dyan, and they had a son. My entire life was a lie, orchestrated and funded by the very people who called me their daughter. I was just a placeholder. Worse, I overheard their plan to drug me at an upcoming gala and have me quietly institutionalized, a final, neat disposal of their "grateful" prop. "She probably bought it, bless her naive heart," Andres had laughed. "She always does." They thought I was a pawn they could discard. But as I stood in the shadows, watching their perfect, secret life, the grief inside me hardened into a cold, sharp fury. They taught me how to build an empire. Now, I would show them how to tear one down./0/50041/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c628ce5fdb535f144823fe5d2662b8c&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?/0/63668/coverorgin.jpg?v=2b7b30db4d8a7113a0a401782fe5a17e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ruthless Desire: Chased By My Ex's Billionaire Best Friend
Bethany, a stunning woman burdened by financial woes, wrestled with her future prospects in the city after fleeing her manipulative former lover. At the same time, a bold and unyielding man began to pursue her with relentless passion. The word on the street was that the aloof Mr. Swanson had taken under his wing a woman of striking beauty, allegedly snatched from his best friend. He showered her with lavish gifts and was captivated by her every word. They said she was not merely a beautiful woman, but a unique treasure that demanded constant dedication and attention./1/122069/coverorgin.jpg?v=b369579a404434cf225932cff34f3e99&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Jilted Bride, Unveiled Millionaire Artist
The night before my wedding, my fiancé of four years confessed he was in love with his coworker. I packed a single bag, abandoned our life, and fled to Austin, continuing to hide my true identity as the millionaire digital artist "Aura"—a secret I had kept for years just to protect his fragile ego. Months later, his new wife tracked me down. "Delete every photo and file you have of him," she demanded. When I refused, she launched a vicious online smear campaign, accusing me of plagiarizing my own artwork to destroy my rising career. I had dimmed my own light for years to make him feel like a man, and now his insecure wife wanted to extinguish my future completely. Did they really think I was just a helpless, struggling designer they could easily crush? It was time to stop hiding. I gathered my timestamped source files, logged into my official accounts, and prepared to show them exactly who they were messing with./0/80864/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106194407&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn to Rewrite: The Heiress's Second Chance
My 21st birthday was supposed to be a joyous occasion, a display of family pride and wealth as I chose my future husband. But a horrifying secret simmered beneath the celebratory facade: I was reliving my life, and this very day, my previous choice of fiancé, Ethan Vanderbilt III, had led to my family’s empire crumbling and their agonizing death in a fiery jet crash. The chilling memory of their screams, the inferno, and the realization that Ethan's charm was nothing but a weapon, clawed at my sanity. How could I possibly explain to my loving, unaware parents that their perfect daughter had already lived a nightmare version of this life, where their trust in me—and my choice—had damned us all? Trapped by a past only I remembered, with the venomous name of Ethan Vanderbilt still lurking on my pre-approved marriage list, I made a radical, desperate decision: I would choose a man entirely outside his orbit, defying fate and claiming my second chance to keep my family safe./1/117527/coverorgin.jpg?v=c0131f941a5701fa31feeb337f345bff&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pampered By The Ruthless Apex CEO
Chloe woke up in an unfamiliar hotel suite, her veins burning with a chemical fire. Her gambling-addicted stepfather had drugged and sold her to a wealthy predator to cover his debts. The buyer, Ethan Carlisle, expected a submissive toy. Instead, Chloe smashed a crystal lamp over his head, jumped out a third-floor window into the freezing rain, and threw herself directly in the path of a sleek black Maybach. The man inside was Julian Carlisle, Ethan's ruthlessly cold billionaire cousin. He didn't save her out of pity; he took her purely to humiliate Ethan. Julian treated her like tainted property, forcing her into an ice-cold shower to wash off his cousin's "filth." He even nearly strangled her when she tried to bandage his injured hand. Desperate, Chloe stripped naked to prove she was completely untouched, negotiating a single chance to interview at his investment firm. But the nightmare was far from over. Furious at losing his payout, her stepfather kidnapped her critically ill mother from the care facility. "Three million dollars in three days, or accidents happen to her," he threatened. Pushed to the absolute brink, Chloe realized she was surrounded by monsters who viewed her as nothing but a pawn to be sold, used, or broken. She refused to die a victim. Dragging her bruised body to the Apex tower for her interview, Ethan cornered her in the stairwell, violently ripping her clothes. When Julian and his top executives suddenly opened the door, Chloe didn't cry for help. She looked the cold billionaire dead in the eye and weaponized his own corporate reputation against him, forcing him into a corner. She lowered herself, tried her best to seduce him, advancing step by step with calculated moves.../1/115905/coverorgin.jpg?v=359be4f431fe44e23580385081d37e06&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn From Ashes: The Interpol Queen
After divorcing my cheating husband, I thought I had found my savior in his powerful business partner, Cole. For three years, he pampered me like a queen, building a perfect, golden cage of devotion. But on the day I happily discovered I was pregnant, I overheard him talking to my ex-husband's mistress. "Elinor is just a convenient tool. If she gets pregnant, I'll fake a paternity test and annul the marriage so she leaves with nothing." My entire marriage was a meticulously crafted lie to secure his position and protect the woman he truly cared about. Before I could quietly escape, Cole orchestrated a brutal attack. I was dragged into a dark alley, beaten until my ribs fractured, and my unborn child was violently ripped away from me. As I lay bleeding out in the freezing rain, my heart shattered into dust. I didn't understand how the man who kissed me every morning could coldly order his thugs to beat me to death just to appease his real lover. They left me there to rot, thinking they had finally erased the naive fool who got in their way. Three years later, the world still believes Elinor Marsh died in a tragic car accident. But when Cole and his elite circle attend a high-profile Interpol reception, they don't expect the new Chief Liaison Officer to step onto the stage. I am Helena Fu now, and I have returned to burn their empire to the ground./1/103576/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ff46ddd2b1c3dd39dfe20fa6f4b162e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Broken To Beloved, My Journey
My husband, Andre Grimes, was a newly-elected senator, and I was a celebrated chef pregnant with our first child. On the night of his victory, our world was supposed to be perfect. Instead, I watched him on live TV, his arm around his pregnant mistress, as he announced their relationship to the world. He then looked into the camera and called my own pregnancy a lie, a fabrication to create a scandal. His powerful family, along with my own adoptive parents, locked me in our home. They moved his mistress into my bedroom and planned to force me to have an abortion to protect his career. His mother looked at me with cold eyes. "It's for the best, Kyra. No loose ends." I was trapped, betrayed by everyone, facing the murder of my unborn child. But they made one mistake: they gave me back my phone. With trembling hands, I found a long-forgotten number and dialed. A man's voice answered. "My name is Kyra Moore," I choked out. "I think you might be my father. They're going to take my baby."/0/68536/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3f859d16fc225c56f61a59afc2cc82d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ex-wife Strikes Back: No Love Left For You, Hubby!
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”/1/122719/coverorgin.jpg?v=3cd788b318d3f5e45ef89ea2940de77b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Abandoned Wife's Priceless Brilliance
A car accident left him comatose, and his family arranged a wife to care for him. Rumored to be ugly and overweight, she was treated as disposable when he woke, while his heart belonged to another woman. Still, she stayed because she loved him. But after an accident left her fighting for life alone as he accompanied someone else, she finally let go. She signed the divorce papers and rebuilt her life abroad. Three years later, she returned as a renowned surgeon, champion racer, and genius jewelry designer. Her ex stood at her door, eyes red with regret. "Please... give me one more chance."/0/17922/coverorgin.jpg?v=806640ec11b7f2ddb91419a2d7c16595&imageMogr2/format/webp)
On Her Knees
The back of his hand hit my face for the third time but this slap really stung. The force of it rocked my head back but it wasn't enough to knock me off my feet. "Kneel," he commanded again, his voice thick with fury. I brought the back of one of my hands, that were bound in front of my body by rope, to wipe away the trickle of blood from the corner of my mouth. "I do not kneel," I whispered. I know what kind of things they made girls do on their knees. He would have to beat me senseless, kill me even to get me to do those things. The man's green eyes, the only thing I was able to clearly see in the darkness of this windowless room, glinted. He nodded, an unsettling evil grin stretching across his pale face. "Then you will stand." His fist hit me in the center of my chest and I hunched over, trying to breathe past the pain. Then he bent to whisper in my ear, grabbing a fistful of my dark curls, "But I promise you will wish you had gotten down on your knees." For Teryn Gardener, the truth behind human trafficking and the sex trade was far darker than she could have imagined; as if the institution wasn't terrible in and of itself. Behind the prostitutes are their pimps and behind it all are monsters beyond her wildest imaginations: bloodthirsty vampires who kidnap and enslave human girls in cheap brothels. They plan to use Teryn; to break her will but she refuses to cry. She refuses to bend the knee. She refuses to submit. She is intent on staying alive and getting out of there without having anything to do with the monsters she has come to despise. But what is she to do when her resistance leads her into the arms of one of the monsters? Will their senses of will clash or will Giovanni be the one to bring her to heel?/0/98710/coverorgin.jpg?v=48a9d61b85f808d2e8b05a365d83c34a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Montana Escape: A New Beginning
The cool metal of the gurney is the last thing I'll remember. One more session, the doctor said, and the past ten years of my life will be wiped clean. It all comes back to that night. I walked in to find my fiancé, Alex, kissing my half-sister, Kalie-the girl I raised since she was fifteen. When I confronted them, Kalie shoved me. I hit my head on a steel model, bleeding on the floor of the studio we designed together. But Alex didn't rush to me. He rushed to comfort her. She lied, painting me as the attacker. My best friend, my entire world, turned against me. Alex, my Alex, had me committed, signing the papers that subjected me to brutal, punitive electroshock treatments. He wasn't just erasing my memory; he was erasing me, punishing me for a crime I didn't commit, all to protect her. Now, waking from the final, consensual treatment, I find a note I left for myself. It's a plan. Sell the firm. Sell the house. Disappear to Montana. And this time, I won't just be erasing the memories. I'll be erasing them./0/82812/coverorgin.jpg?v=3f410213bfbc56ae82934ad40fb7f8c3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Quiet Force's Reckoning
My life revolved around AuraStream, the tech company I co-founded with my wife, Olivia, where I was the quiet force behind the scenes. Our shared tradition: Olivia, the CEO, would dedicate the prestigious Innovator's Chalice to me, acknowledging our joint vision, every single year. But this year, the gala lights felt cold as she announced the award was for "fresh perspective," for Noah Evans, a junior marketing intern. My gut twisted as Noah immediately plastered photos of Olivia, the chalice, and himself across Instagram, celebrating "my CEO' s belief in my vision." The public humiliation escalated as Olivia showered Noah with a luxury company car for organizing pizza lunches, promoted him to "Special Projects Coordinator" over qualified veterans, and dismissed my team' s concerns about his incompetence. I watched, baffled, as she defended him and told me to "get my people in line" when he actively stole our ideas. The ultimate betrayal struck on the launch day of our flagship platform, Phoenix, when Olivia skipped out, claiming a "crucial partner meeting." Instead, I saw Noah' s Instagram post: poolside at a luxury resort, clinking champagne flutes with Olivia, who was conspicuously wearing the custom white gold watch I' d given her – the one with our entwined initials. How could she so openly flaunt her favoritism, her affair, and our shattered trust, using a symbol of our marriage to mock me? As the pieces clicked into place, a cold, unyielding resolve settled deep within me. She broke it all, and now, it was my turn to show her the true meaning of consequences./0/67563/coverorgin.jpg?v=b3a1d69fd40c60610bf7ba2265842ea4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's Vanishing Act After Bankruptcy
Not seeking money, true love; after learning that my dad went bankrupt and ran away. In my past life, my dad was hospitalized due to an injury, and my mom and I hired a nurse at a high salary to take care of him. However, the caregiver ended up taking him to bed. When my dad recovered, he bluntly claimed that he had found true love who wasn't interested in money, while my mom and I only knew how to spend money on enjoyment. When the mistress and her daughter moved in, it was only then that my mom discovered that the assets had been completely transferred, leaving us with 200 million in debt. Devastated, my mom jumped from a high building. After performing poorly on the college entrance exam and suffering the loss of my mother, I intended to confront my dad for an explanation, but they beat me to death. In this new life, I returned to the day my dad was injured. This time, I won't spend a single penny; I want to see how his so-called true love, who is beautiful and kind and doesn't care about money, will take care of him./1/103577/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106223358&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Betrayal, Her Unyielding Revenge
My ten-year marriage to a tech mogul ended with his affair. But the real betrayal wasn't his cheating with my protégé. It was the words of my five-year-old son. "I want Aunt Bethany to be my mommy!" His cry shattered me. My own son chose the woman who destroyed our family. I was a ghost in my own home, my identity as a wife and mother erased. So I walked away from it all-the money, the mansion, and the son who no longer wanted me. I built a new life, adopted a daughter, Eva, who truly needed me, and found a peace I never knew. Two years later, my ex-husband reappeared. To prove his "love" and force our family back together, he kidnapped my daughter. He thought he could control me. He was about to learn that the woman he broke is gone, and the woman who stands in her place will burn his empire to the ground./0/34145/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb6aafaaa49b0a583838f4b0ab1c399a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Nasty Professors and The Harem Site
Jemma is the forbidden fruit that three professors can't resist. She's the untouchable student who stirs a raw need in them to break all the rules. In this reverse harem romance, Jemma finds herself falling for three men who have nearly everything they want - but they're missing the softness and sweetness that she brings to their lives. Despite the scandal that would ensue if their relationship was discovered, Jemma promises she wants every inch of what they have to give her. And as they shower her with the beauties of the world, they'll show her just how good it feels to finally fall for her filthy professors. This steamy romance brings the heat and the happily-ever-after in one sitting./0/80866/coverorgin.jpg?v=cc2209a9660720b3aa818c90ee68b032&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Comeback Billionaire
I, Mike Evans, died young from endless work, a fool who gave everything to build a future. But then, as my soul drifted, I watched my supposed devoted wife, Jessica, calmly discard my ashes, her face devoid of grief. Moments later, she was in *our* bed with Chad Peterson, my best friend, laughing, truly laughing. My son, Kevin, the one I poured every dime into for his surgical career, walked in and called Chad, "Dad." My entire fortune, built brick by painful brick, was now theirs to exploit. Jessica’s "girls’ trips" and Kevin’s "specialized training" were just cover stories for their years-long affair. This sickening truth, this profound betrayal, ripped through me with a pain far more searing than death itself. My life, my sacrifices, had fueled their illicit happiness, making me nothing more than a convenient workhorse to be discarded. How could I have been so monumentally, tragically blind to such a colossal lie? Then, an unexpected jolt, a blinding flash, and I gasped, choking on lake water. I was back, years in the past, at the exact moment I was supposed to "save" Jessica from drowning. The very incident that launched my miserable first life of servitude. But this time, things would be different. This time, the game would change./0/53937/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240315003443&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My little miss CEO
Diana Williams, a girl scarred due to an incident that happened when she was younger becomes the cold secluded CEO of the Williams enterprise until she comes across Richard Camefolt, the media sensation also known as the Nation's prince. Despite her trauma her walls were unknowingly let down with him by her side and slowly she falls for him only to discover he is a transmigrated soul in quest for revenge, at the peak of their Romance. Derek's original body recovers while Richard broke their deal sending Derek out of his body, and continued on with fooling Diana. With no idea of his real identity, Diana is left to find whom she really fell in love with, Richard or Derek./0/98711/coverorgin.jpg?v=107e46dfcab74581d4eef766662dab57&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Ashes, A New Love Reborn
My husband, the city's most formidable lawyer, destroyed my family to protect his ex-girlfriend. He framed my brother, leading to my parents' deaths and our company's collapse. He promised to free my brother if I stayed. But on the day of the final appeal, he never showed up. My brother lost his last chance at freedom. I later found out why Hamilton was absent. He was at a picnic, celebrating his ex-girlfriend's dog's birthday. My brother's life, my entire world, was worth less than a puppy. The love I had for him shattered into dust. So I underwent an experimental therapy to erase him from my mind. When he finally tracked me down in Paris, begging me to come back, I looked at the man who had been my world and asked, "I'm sorry, have we met?"/1/115258/coverorgin.jpg?v=ccf6f6795215618d4bee282057103978&imageMogr2/format/webp)
