Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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She Stopped Loving And Started Shining
Roselyn lay dying as Brendan celebrated with another woman, severing her last hope. Three devoted years never thawed his heart. With life fading, she vowed never to love him again if she survived. Everyone knew Roselyn was the one clinging to this loveless marriage. Letting go would return Brendan to his true love. But no one expected the tables to turn so drastically. The once-proud man knelt before her, eyes bloodshot. "Roselyn, please love me again." It was too late. Another man kicked him in the chest and shielded Roselyn in his arms. "My wife spared your miserable life," he sneered. "Push her again, and I'll send you to your maker myself."/1/133884/coverorgin.jpg?v=e75484f5bce56b2adda08791b4468187&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Left On The Highway: Too Late, Ex-Lover
I Waited Three Hours in Line for Them; They Couldn't Wait Three Minutes for Me In a hundred-and-four-degree heat, I stood in line for three hours just because my boyfriend's new coworker Kenzie wanted reservations for the observation deck. Sweat glued my shirt to my back; my lips cracked from dehydration. When I finally inched up to the window, I texted the group chat: "Almost done." No one replied. I turned around—the parking lot was empty. The sun beat straight down as I stared at the blank chat window, waiting. Then my boyfriend Easton texted: "You took too long. Kenzie doesn't feel like going anymore. We're resting at the gas station convenience store three miles out. Walk over yourself." My own brother didn't stop them. Neither did my childhood friend. In thin canvas shoes, I walked the whole three miles, my heels bleeding until the white canvas soaked dark red. The next day, ignoring my injuries, they insisted on a mountain hike. That night I ran a 103.5-degree fever and begged for help in the group chat. My brother replied: "Take some Tylenol. We're all asleep." My boyfriend twisted the knife: "Stop texting. You'll wake Kenzie." That second, I woke up. I had already accepted the full scholarship from Imperial College London—the offer I'd been sitting on for six months. There was nothing left to decide. At 5:30 in the morning, I threw those blood-soaked canvas shoes into the metal trash can, called a taxi, and headed straight for the airport. At the departure gate, I dialed Easton, my voice calm without a trace of a tremble: "We're done."/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."/0/57519/coverorgin.jpg?v=be29d3e2b113668e47571d510074cc7d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After Divorce: Loved By The Secret Billionaire CEO
After a devastating divorce with the man she had been married to for over three years, Rachel thought her life was over. Her family disowned her, they wanted nothing to do with her anymore and she couldn't blame them. She had just divorced David Hart, one of the top successful bachelors in the country and heir to the Hart industries. But they would never understand that she didn't divorce him, he divorced her after she caught him cheating on her with her god-damned best friend! Rachel was just about to end everything by jumping off a bridge when she was saved by the most unexpected person. The boy she once bullied severally in highschool because he always wore ugly glass and was from a poor background, how come that glass make him so hot now? Why was he helping her get revenge on ex-husband who is trying to make her life even more miserable? And most important how did he get so handsome? What exactly does he want from her? ... No, you must want something, anything. If you can really help me get revenge on David and Lana, I can't just let you do it for free". Ethan went quiet for a while. I held my breath waiting for what his request might be. If it was something money could buy, I'll try my best to get it for him even though I was somehow broke right now. "You're right I do want something". He said after thinking for few minutes "What?" I asked slowly. " Until you get your revenge on David, Lana and every other person you want, you will live here". Live here as in...? " Wha... What are you saying? ". I stammered hoping he wasn't saying what I thought he was saying. I tried to step back but I missed a step and almost fell on the bed but Ethan caught me holding me in his muscular arms. Ethan moved his face closer to mine be was so close, our nose almost touched. " I want you to be with me! "./0/61215/coverorgin.jpg?v=7a469372e47d08e4f91137827cb9c7e7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying My Childhood Sweetheart
Richard is only a year older than me, but he has always used his status as my older brother to pressure me. When we were kids, he would scold me for skipping class, and as we grew up, he would still interfere in my love life. My friends joked, "Your brother can't possibly like you, right? You two aren't even real siblings." Since then, I deliberately distanced myself from him, but during the New Year, he suddenly brought home a girl. "Tricia, call her sister-in-law." That night, I locked myself in my room and cried uncontrollably. He pulled me out from under the covers and gently wiped away my tears. "You're allowed to make me mad by dating a boyfriend, but I can't be upset with you?"/1/134635/coverorgin.jpg?v=2c1372825e4eecc3cf570b1afb743d14&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Replaced Lover's Thirty-Day Silent Escape
Four years. I poured the best years of my youth and every ounce of my heart into my boyfriend Damian, becoming the perfect live-in girlfriend. But when his childhood sweetheart, the woman he'd always carried a torch for, returned from London, he gave her every bit of his care and affection. On my birthday, just because his sweetheart liked mangoes, he ordered a mango cake despite my severe allergy. When the sweetheart faked concern for me, he said casually: "Amelia's just my housekeeper. She's sensible. She won't make a scene." That was when I woke up. I was nothing but a substitute, a bed-warmer to fill the years she'd been away. This time, I didn't cry. I didn't make a scene. I didn't beg for his attention the way I'd done so many times before. I started a thirty-day countdown. "Damian, it's time to say goodbye."/1/113426/coverorgin.jpg?v=054e7c05e6de4bcd2fbe662585969ee8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Ghost Surgeon's Secret Billionaire Twins
Adelia thought she was just heading upstairs to rest in the hotel suite arranged by her caring stepsister. But her champagne had been heavily drugged. In the pitch-black room, her rational thoughts melted away as she was violently pulled into the darkness by a terrifying stranger. The next morning, the heavy suite door was kicked open, and blinding camera flashes shattered her world. Her fiancé stormed in, hurling their prenuptial agreement directly at her bleeding cheek. "You make me sick! Violating our agreement like this. You are a disgusting, unfaithful whore!" Her stepsister squeezed to the front of the crowd, crying perfectly rehearsed tears of horror for the tabloid reporters, while her eyes gleamed with pure, unadulterated triumph. Desperate and trembling, Adelia begged her father for help, explaining she had been framed. But her father, the family CEO, only cared about his plummeting stock prices. He coldly stripped her of her inheritance, froze her trust funds, and had massive security guards physically drag her out of Manhattan. She hadn't just been betrayed; she had been completely slaughtered by the people she loved most. As the elevator plummeted toward the lobby, her tears dried into a bloody, silent vow. Six years later, Adelia stepped out of JFK Airport, flanked by her terrifyingly smart six-year-old twins. She was no longer a disgraced, pathetic victim. She had returned as a legendary, untouchable ghost surgeon, ready to rip her family's empire apart. And her very first move involves saving the life of the ruthless Wall Street predator who ruined her that night./1/117619/coverorgin.jpg?v=fc16edb84a145677769b0da70d0c8e89&imageMogr2/format/webp)
President's Ex-Wife, Mafia Family's Precious Princess
For three years, Melanie endured a secret marriage to the President. At her mother's funeral, he arrived with the woman he truly loved. The final blow came when Melanie learned he had given away the donor heart her mother desperately needed to the other woman. Heartbroken, she signed the divorce papers and walked away. But outside the presidential residence, a fleet of luxury cars awaited her. The feared mafia boss pulled her into his arms. "Sweetheart, we've searched for you for twenty years." Melanie discovered she was the long-lost daughter of a powerful mafia family-and no one would ever hurt her again. And as for her ex-husband? He knelt for days before her doorstep, pleading for Melanie's forgiveness./1/121816/coverorgin.jpg?v=13c08e65be0ed1b33adeadff823e8246&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Wives, Swapped Husbands
In her previous life, Ashlyn married Simon. Outwardly, they were an admired power couple. Behind closed doors, however, she was nothing more than a pawn for him. Her tragic end came when she was driven to her death. Meanwhile, her stepsister Valerie married Dylan. But her husband soon left with his true love, leaving her to endure a loveless marriage. Ultimately, her life spiraled into ruin, ending in disgrace and tragedy. Now, after rebirth, the sisters had been given a second chance. Valerie, desperate to replicate Ashlyn's glory, married Simon. But little did she know, she unwittingly walked into a tragic life, suffering in Ashlyn's place. Ashlyn, on the other hand, entered a contract marriage with Dylan. Yet when danger approached, Dylan shielded her protectively. In this tangled web of swapped marriages and rebirth, could Ashlyn break free from the chains of her past life and embrace a new life that overturned her tragic fate?/1/101395/coverorgin.jpg?v=8533e06007e6dc10746f9e4b9224fb67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Abandoned Wife And Her Secret Heir
I was staring at a high-resolution photo of my husband burying his face in another woman’s neck when his text came through. "Pizza or Thai?" He wasn't just cheating. The photos showed him playing house with a woman named Serena and a little boy who had his exact nose. He had told me he wasn't ready for children, yet here he was, giving his world to a secret family. When I confronted them at his company gala, Serena didn't apologize. She smirked, ripped the wedding ring off my finger, and shoved me hard. I hit the floor with a sickening crunch. Pain exploded in my stomach. "Help me," I gasped, clutching my belly. "My baby." Michael looked at me. Then he looked at Serena and the boy. He made his choice. He turned his back on his bleeding, pregnant wife and escorted his mistress out the emergency exit to avoid a scandal. He left me there to die. He didn't know that the "son" he was protecting was a rental—a prop Serena hired to trap him. And he didn't know that the baby he left to die on the gallery floor was the only real child he would ever have. I didn't go home to cry. I sent him a receipt for a cremation service for "Baby Boy Hayes," withdrew half our savings, and vanished. He thinks he's free. He has no idea I'm still alive, and I’m taking his real son with me./0/71207/coverorgin.jpg?v=44f167c4dbf232de977ca6eb49d8299d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Requiem of A Broken Heart
Rachel used to think that her devotion would win Brian over one day, but she was proven wrong when his true love returned. Rachel had endured it all-from standing alone at the altar to dragging herself to the hospital for an emergency treatment. Everyone thought she was crazy to give up so much of herself for someone who didn't return her feelings. But when Brian received news of Rachel's terminal illness and realized she didn't have long to live, he completely broke down. "I forbid you to die!" Rachel just smiled. She no longer needed him. "I will finally be free."/1/134620/coverorgin.jpg?v=3f2114bf858fef4162e2b6be2e16ccd3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Million Dollars To Erase You
The year I turned eight, my parents were killed in a car crash, and seventeen-year-old Channing took me in and raised me with everything he had for ten full years. But from the moment I confessed my feelings to him at eighteen, the look in his eyes held nothing but undisguised disgust. To make me give up once and for all, he brought home his socialite bride, Brenda, and handed her my unpublished paintings. Overnight, I became a shameless plagiarist, condemned by the entire internet. When I called him through tears, demanding to know why he had stolen my artwork, his voice was ice-cold. "Brenda needs a weighty centerpiece for her show. She's my wife — you owe her your help." At last I understood completely: to preserve his own name and standing, he was willing to destroy my future. On the morning of his wedding, I left a five-million-dollar check on the table and boarded a flight to London. Channing — from this day on, we owe each other nothing./1/120259/coverorgin.jpg?v=e59a58d6c561f62a7203241c8354b1b6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered Vows, My Ex-Wife's Hidden Life Blooms
Ten years as childhood sweethearts, three as his wife - it ended with her husband's affair with her own half-sister, her brothers' cold indifference, and a stage II adenocarcinoma diagnosis. Roselyn finally saw the truth: she had been invisible in a house that was never her home. She stopped pleading. She hid the divorce agreement inside a stack of business contracts her arrogant husband signed without reading, then extorted the settlement she deserved from her mother-in-law using evidence of offshore fraud. While they assumed she was crumbling, she returned to the AI diagnostics company she had co-founded, stunning the entire engineering team by single-handedly solving a problem that had stalled them for weeks - reclaiming the brilliance she had sacrificed for a man who never valued it. When they met again, her ex-husband tore up the divorce decree, eyes bloodshot. "I was wrong. Take me back. I'd give you my own stomach if I could." Her brothers, once so dismissive, begged for forgiveness - and for her money. But love that arrives too late is worthless, and she felt nothing. As they pleaded, another man stepped forward, pulled her close, and lifted his shirt with a smirk. "Why waste your time on trash? Look at me instead."/0/37661/coverorgin.jpg?v=59cef53ed5ba1336d4f3fd2d015d64d9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Goodbye, My Love
Loraine was a dutiful wife to Marco since they got married three years ago. However, he treated her like trash. Nothing she did softened his heart. One day, Loraine got fed up with it all. She asked him for a divorce and left him to enjoy with his mistress. The elites looked at her like she was deranged. "Are you out of your mind? Why are you so willing to divorce him?" "It's because I need to return home to get a billion-dollar fortune. Besides, I don't love him anymore," Loraine replied with a smile. They all laughed at her. Some believed that the divorce affected her mentally. It wasn't until the next day that they realized she wasn't fibbing. A woman was suddenly declared the world's youngest female billionaire. It turned out to be Loraine! Marco was shocked to the bone. When he met his ex-wife again, she was a changed person. A group of handsome young men surrounded her. She was smiling at them all. The sight made Marco's heart ache severely. Putting his pride aside, he tried to win her back. "Hello, love. I see that you are a billionaire now. You shouldn't be with suckers who just want your money. How about you come back to me? I'm a billionaire too. Together, we can build a strong empire. What do you say?" Loraine squinted at her ex-husband with her lips curled in disgust./0/85731/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa28600b8758c38736d1996cda821bc1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rebirth: A Wife's Bitter Reckoning
The piercing wail of an ambulance siren was the first thing I heard. I was lying on the living room carpet, the scent of dust and cheap air freshener in my nose. A few feet away, my younger sister, Chloe, clutched an empty bottle of pills, feigning unconsciousness. It was a pathetic performance, but it had destroyed my life once before. This was the day I received my acceptance letter and full scholarship to the nation' s most prestigious art school-the day my life was supposed to begin. Instead, guided by my mother' s frantic sobs and my father' s angry accusations- "Ava, how can you be so selfish? Your sister is trying to kill herself because of you!" -I buckled. My fiancé, Mark, whispered poison: "What' s a scholarship compared to your sister' s life?" I believed them. I gave it all up, watching as my scholarship was transferred to Chloe. The betrayal festered. A month later, I discovered Mark hadn' t failed his exams; he and Chloe had plotted to steal my future. When I confronted them, they locked me in my art studio and set it on fire. I survived, disfigured and broken, only to be forced into a brutal marriage where I eventually died. But now, I was back. Seventeen again. Whole. The future they stole, once again within my grasp. Chloe fluttered her eyelids, a flash of triumph in her eyes as they met mine. This time, the burning rage had cooled into something harder, sharper. They thought this was their victory. They had no idea it was just the beginning of my revenge./0/93752/coverorgin.jpg?v=d2780e8800454180875226695a5cf200&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Priceless Diva Who Left His World In Ruins
Her ex-husband declared, "The person I admired most was that legendary racer." She smiled thinly. "Hate to break it to you-that was me." He said, "Jealous I blew a fortune on a world-famous jeweler for Violet?" She let out a cool laugh. "Funny, that designer trained under me." He scoffed, "Buying a dying firm won't put you in my league. Snap out of it." She shrugged. "Weird-I just steered your company off a cliff." Stunned, he blurted out, "Baby, come back. I'll love you forever." She wrinkled her nose. "Hard pass. Keep your cheap love." Then she took a mogul's arm and never looked back./0/58462/coverorgin.jpg?v=c904a3bf996c158618a00e307a5a1398&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Neglected Wife
After five years of marriage, my husband is always absent on my birthday. No gifts, no blessings. He said, "I've given you the money, buy whatever you want." But he started preparing for Fiona's birthday half a month in advance. He said, "She's different, she only has me." As the sole survivor of a unexpected fire, he has been heartbroken for over a decade. Watching Fiona in Moments holding a cake and kissing his face. I slowly commented. 【Just this useless person, I'm giving him to you.】/1/101980/coverorgin.jpg?v=4654ad3d0f5d01cb359c3c48c9cbf108&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Barren Wife To The Don's Queen
I was reviewing the laundering accounts when my husband asked for a hundred thousand dollars for the nanny. It took three seconds for me to realize the woman he was trying to pay off was wearing my missing vintage Chanel earrings. Damian looked me in the eye, using his best doctor's voice. "She is struggling, Ainsley. She has five boys to feed." When Casey walked in, she wasn't wearing a uniform. She was wearing my jewelry and looking at my husband with intimate familiarity. Instead of apologizing when I confronted them, Damian protected her. He looked at me with a mixture of pity and disgust. "She is a good mother," he sneered. "Something you wouldn't understand." He used the infertility I had spent millions trying to cure as a weapon against me. He didn't know that I had just received the investigator's file. The file that proved those five boys were his. The file that proved he had gotten a secret vasectomy six months before we started trying for a baby. He had let me endure years of painful procedures, hormones, and shame, all while funding his secret family with my father's money. I looked at the man I had shielded from the violence of my world so he could play god in a white coat. I didn't scream. I am a Pierce. We execute. I picked up my phone and dialed my enforcer. "I want him ruined. I want him to have nothing. I want him to wish he was dead."/1/114988/coverorgin.jpg?v=86a240f051c68541688fcab2d98fd28f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Burned Wife Reborn For Spectacular Revenge
I lived my entire life in a beautiful, naive bubble, completely trusting my husband and my best friend. That was until they tied me to a chair, slit my vocal cords, and set my family's estate on fire. As the flames crept closer, my husband Demarco calmly crushed my diamond wedding ring under his leather heel. My best friend Cristin walked in, leaning against his shoulder and pouring her champagne onto the floorboards to fuel the fire. "Your grandfather didn't just have a stroke. The medication swap was incredibly easy to arrange." Looking down at my bleeding body, they casually confessed to murdering the only person who had ever truly protected me, all to swallow the Bridges empire. I couldn't even scream. I could only suffocate in the thick black smoke as they turned their backs and locked the heavy oak door behind them. Why was I so blind? How could the two people I loved most treat me like disposable garbage? In my final moments of agonizing pain and pure, concentrated fury, I pulled out the detonator my grandfather had secretly left me. I pressed the button, blowing the estate and all of us to hell. But the burning stopped. When I opened my eyes, I was staring up at a pristine crystal chandelier. I was fifteen years old again, lying in my childhood bedroom, right before my treacherous uncle and those parasites started tearing my family apart. And I didn't come back empty-handed. This time, I am not the naive heiress./0/84839/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106205203&imageMogr2/format/webp)
