Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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His Ultimatum, Her Dying Heartbreak
My family and fiancé begged me to donate my last remaining kidney to my twin sister, Kyleigh. They didn't know I was already dying. My fiancé, Axel, gave me an ultimatum. "Donate the kidney, or I'll break our engagement and marry Kyleigh. It's her dying wish." I agreed, only for them to frame me for plagiarism with my own thesis, forcing me to confess on camera. They never knew I was the one who secretly saved our father with my other kidney five years ago-a sacrifice Kyleigh had stolen all the credit for. As they wheeled me into the operating room, they celebrated with Kyleigh, promising her a future built on my death. I was already a ghost to them. But I died on the table. The surgeon, seeing the old surgical scar and the poison riddling my body, walked out to face them. "This wasn't a donation," she announced, her voice cold as steel. "This was murder."/0/65282/coverorgin.jpg?v=513f43e8f6163cc416a9e7c20cd3248e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Coldhearted Ex Demands A Remarriage
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”/1/113564/coverorgin.jpg?v=48c58cc7fa5368fe95aeaa6868b70fb4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Love: The Genius's Revenge
For three years, nineteen-year-old Ella Campbell rotted in a freezing psychiatric isolation room. Her billionaire family didn't visit her once, only pulling her out today to force her to publicly apologize to Ashlyn, the perfect sister who had framed her. At Ashlyn's glamorous engagement gala, Ella was treated worse than a stray dog and forced to watch her childhood sweetheart propose to her sister. When Ella showed no jealousy, her brother Ivan dragged her onto a dark balcony and nearly choked her to death. Her mother didn't even check if Ella was breathing, merely ordering a makeup artist to paint thick concealer over the dark purple handprints on Ella's neck so the family's stock price wouldn't drop. Standing under the blinding stage lights in a shapeless gray dress, facing three hundred mocking Wall Street executives, Ella was supposed to be the broken, obedient psycho the Campbells needed. "I am deeply sorry for the pain I caused." She was supposed to end the apology there and bow to her abusers, but Ella didn't shed a single tear. "My only regret is that I didn't insist on waiting for the police to arrive that night. I deeply regret that I didn't demand a full, legal toxicology report to prove to everyone exactly what happened." As the ballroom erupted into suspicious whispers and her paralyzed twin brother finally saw the violent bruises hidden beneath her makeup, Ella's counterattack against the Campbell family officially began./0/78800/coverorgin.jpg?v=767bbf56f1262f093e5e6fb728879971&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unmasking My Shunned Wife: She Hid A Thousand Identities
Abandoned as a child and orphaned by murder, Kathryn swore she'd reclaim every shred of her stolen birthright. When she returned, society called her an unpolished love-child, scoffing that Evan had lost his mind to marry her. Only Evan knew the truth: the quiet woman he cradled like porcelain hid secrets enough to set the city trembling. She doubled as a legendary healer, an elusive hacker, and the royal court's favorite perfumer. At meetings, the directors groaned at the lovey-dovey couple, "Does she really have to be here?" Evan shrugged. "Happy wife, happy life." Soon her masks fell, and those who sneered bowed in awe./0/46411/coverorgin.jpg?v=00c1e66d2a244c86a5c1f60d775470ff&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fated To The World's Richest Man
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancé bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?/1/104926/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe09b9380a178076cb81274b95c1c124&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Doctor: I'm The One Who's Out Of Reach Now
Leanna's doctor for the lump was Shane-her first love. Ten years ago, his friends had mocked her as the "fat, ugly girl." She'd scrimped to gift him a violin, only to see him toss it away. "A cheap violin? I've got better at home. If you like it, take one." She remade herself, shed the weight, and changed her name. Their reunion blindsided her, but he snapped first. "Leanna, where do you think you're going?" She had a fiancé and was planning a wedding. She smiled. "Toying with me-now you're serious?" He bowed. "Always. I want you for life." He crowded her against his desk, voice rough. "Leave him. You belong with me."/0/58724/coverorgin.jpg?v=b8f554108928891de20ba232fad7a9f9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's Illusion: Unveiling The Mask Of My Cunning Lover
Karlee felt crushed when she uncovered her fiancé's betrayal, and she sought comfort by drinking alone. During this vulnerable time, she encountered a striking man who was none other than the famous Brian Olson. Following an unexpected night together, they impulsively agreed to a contractual marriage. Brian showered Karlee with attention, leading her to believe she might have discovered the ideal partner. However, his actions were merely a part of his deliberate plan. Overwhelmed with anger, Karlee initiated divorce proceedings, despite discovering she was pregnant. Tears welled up in Brian's eyes as he implored, "Honey, I know I messed up. Can you find it in your heart to forgive me?"/1/113818/coverorgin.jpg?v=0a1df774e882910666ab925637c0995f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Christening That Broke My World
My husband was in the shower, the sound of water a familiar rhythm to our mornings. I was just placing a cup of coffee on his desk, a small ritual in our five years of what I thought was a perfect marriage. Then, an email notification flashed on his laptop: "You're invited to the Christening of Leo Thomas." Our last name. The sender: Hayden Cleveland, a social media influencer. An icy dread settled in. It was an invitation for his son, a son I didn't know existed. I went to the church, hidden in the shadows, and saw him holding a baby, a little boy with his dark hair and eyes. Hayden Cleveland, the mother, leaned on his shoulder, a picture of domestic bliss. They looked like a family. A perfect, happy family. My world crumbled. I remembered him refusing to have a baby with me, citing work pressure. All his business trips, the late nights-were they spent with them? The lie was so easy for him. How could I have been so blind? I called the Zurich Architectural Fellowship, a prestigious program I had deferred for him. "I' d like to accept the fellowship," I said, my voice eerily calm. "I can leave immediately."/0/97057/coverorgin.jpg?v=2d27dd8693a7f5862bd6c3800fc73a6a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beg For My Love, Cold-Hearted CEO
Since she was ten, Noreen had been by Caiden's side, watching him rise from a young boy into a respected CEO. After two years of marriage, though, his visits home grew rare. Gossip among the wealthy said he despised her. Even his beloved mocked her hopes, and his circle treated her with scorn. People forgot about her decade of loyalty. She clung to memories and became a figure of ridicule, worn out from trying. They thought he'd won his freedom, but he dropped to his knees and begged, "Noreen, you're the only one I love." Leaving behind the divorce papers, she walked away./0/69834/coverorgin.jpg?v=fcc364f58e98a2ca005385db2508a9f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town's richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. "Way to go, honey!"/1/117090/coverorgin.jpg?v=0b07036f3a10dd79eac8fed085385690&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn, I Divorced My Cruel Husband
The heart monitor screamed. My blood soaked the sheets. My husband, Damian, was too busy for my life or death. The doctors moved in a blur, their voices urgent, as my life drained away. They needed Damian's permission for a hysterectomy, the only thing that could save me. But a cold voice on the phone said he was in a "crucial M&A meeting" and "cannot be disturbed." My last flicker of hope died with me. I watched from above as they covered my face. Memories flooded in: giving up my dreams, lonely holidays, sacrificing my family's company, all for a love that abandoned me to bleed out. Pure regret, then an icy rage, filled the void where my heart had been. How could he? The thought burned: *If I had another chance, I would never love him again. I would live for myself.* Then, a gasp. I woke up, alive, in my penthouse bedroom. The digital clock read five years ago, the morning of the real estate auction. I immediately chose a scarlet dress and knew my first step: secure the property that would be worth a fortune, then divorce Damian./0/57264/coverorgin.jpg?v=0095406804045697e4f694fce6b4edfb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces
She was a world-renowned divine doctor, the CEO of a publicly traded company, the most formidable female mercenary, and a top-tier tech genius. Marissa, a titan with a plethora of secret identities, had hidden her true stature to marry a seemingly impoverished young man. However, on the eve of their wedding, her fiance, who was actually the lost heir to a wealthy dynasty, called off the engagement and subjected her to degradation and mockery. Upon the revelation of her concealed identities, her ex-fiance was left stunned and desperately pleaded for her forgiveness. Standing protectively before Marissa, an incredibly influential and fearsome magnate declared, "This is my wife. Who would dare try to claim her?"/1/118862/coverorgin.jpg?v=0915bb5ddd92e4a758a3b50603116993&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Regret, My Forgotten Ten Years
My ten-year marriage to Jordan was over. I went back to our old college campus to dig up the time capsule we buried, ready to erase every memory of the man who broke me. But inside, an old Nokia phone suddenly rang. The voice on the other end was bright, hopeful, and unmistakably my own from ten years ago. "Are we married to Jordan? Are we happy?" she chirped. I had to tell her the brutal truth. "We're getting divorced." I told her how he cheated with his assistant, Bristol. I told her how, in the car crash that cost us our baby, his first instinct was to shield her, not his pregnant wife. Her heartbroken sobs echoed the pain I no longer had the strength to feel. The final humiliation came when he forced me to apologize to Bristol after she faked a suicide attempt on a cliff. He chose her, again and again, destroying the woman I used to be. "I won't marry him," my past self finally said, her voice firm through the phone. "I'm taking the scholarship to London." As she made the choice that would erase my entire life with him, my vision faded to black./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./1/105394/coverorgin.jpg?v=cbacb41e8796e41d5302f317bdce9520&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Discarded Wife: The Secret Billionaire Heiress
I spent three years playing the role of a submissive, small-town wife for Evertt Baker, trading my true identity for a quiet life in a Manhattan penthouse. I thought my devotion would be enough to build a real home, but I was just a placeholder in his grand design. The illusion shattered at 2 AM when Evertt walked in smelling of Chanel No. 5-the signature scent of his mistress, Adda. Without a word of apology, he dropped divorce papers on the table, demanding I sign them immediately so he could finally be with the woman he truly loved. He looked at me with pure disgust, flicking a five-million-dollar check toward me as if he were paying off an incompetent employee. He told me it was more money than anyone from my "trailer park" background would ever see and ordered me to hurry because Adda was waiting in the car downstairs. He didn't care that I had spent years nursing him through illness and tolerating his family's insults; he only cared about his own convenience. The sheer arrogance of his payout and the blatant disrespect of bringing his mistress to our home was the final blow. I realized that the man I loved never actually saw me, only the submissive shadow I had forced myself to become. I signed the papers with a fluid scrawl he didn't bother to check, then I fed his millions into the office shredder. I pulled a hidden, encrypted device from a kitchen drawer and dialed a number I hadn't called in three years. "Brother," I said, my voice finally steady. "Come get me. The game is over." Evertt thought he was discarding a penniless nobody, but he was about to find out that he had just declared war on the Stafford empire./1/115984/coverorgin.jpg?v=22d4e53364addc4fc414b82f0c09cc12&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's Runaway Pregnant Architect
For five years, I was the invisible force behind my charismatic architect boyfriend's empire, painstakingly designing the dream home we built together. But for the eighteenth time, Jayson canceled adding my name to the deed, rushing out on our candlelit dinner for yet another "critical emergency" with his young, attractive mentee, Ciera. He left me alone at our custom dining table, blindly prioritizing her manufactured crises over our future. Hours later, Ciera posted a photo on Instagram. She was sitting in his executive chair, wearing his unbuttoned dress shirt, with two empty wine glasses on the desk. When I finally confronted him the next morning, he didn't apologize. Instead, he looked at me with arrogant amusement. "Where are you going to go, Allison? Without me? Without this firm? Don't forget, I made you!" My love didn't die in a sudden explosion; it bled out drop by drop over eighteen broken promises. I had poured my soul into his success, only to be treated like a disposable asset in my own home. To make the irony even more suffocating, a plastic stick in my bathroom soon revealed two stark red lines. I was pregnant with his child. I didn't cry, and I certainly didn't use the baby to beg for his love. Instead, I packed a single suitcase, accepted a senior role at his biggest rival firm in London, and left a resignation letter on his desk. This time, I am building an empire of my own./1/116511/coverorgin.jpg?v=5124b63634351f96b4bcd2e286712be0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Zero Alimony: The CEO's Runaway Wife
I was hemorrhaging severely on the operating table, risking my life to deliver the billionaire Carlisle heir. Through the unsealed door, I heard my husband Axel's cold, mechanical voice giving a ruthless order to the panicked doctors. "Prioritize the heir. Above all else." The ice spread through my veins as he reduced my entire existence to a mere vessel. After I barely survived the emergency delivery, his mother marched into my room, telling me I should be on my knees thanking God they kept me alive long enough to fulfill my only purpose. His sister barged in just to scream at me, calling me a manipulative gold-digger. And Axel? He didn't ask about my pain. He simply stared at me like a CEO evaluating a damaged asset, eventually kidnapping me from the hospital and threatening to use his Wall Street power to ensure I would never see my newborn son again. I had secretly loved this man for years, swallowing my pride and enduring his toxic family's abuse, only to realize that in my most vulnerable moment, my life meant absolutely nothing to him. Why did I ever think I could melt his icy heart? My heart simply stopped breaking and turned to solid stone. I bypassed his billions, called a top-tier litigator, and handed Axel a zero-alimony divorce agreement, waiving every single cent of his fortune just to make a clean break./0/56683/coverorgin.jpg?v=8788902c13147f8e71c25cef9a09def2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Second Chance With The CEO After Divorce
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"/0/68276/coverorgin.jpg?v=e850c968fd814f48daf5abddf2735a00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul-her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband's entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I'm out of your league."/1/113834/coverorgin.jpg?v=4c50829db25805f56e631241bef0ea68&imageMogr2/format/webp)
