Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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A Touch Of Fancy
A drugged Clark enters her room and his last line of defense crumbles to bits as he lays eyes on Rachel's face. The night had been wonderful. However, neither of them could have expected the dangers that were to come: Rachel's sister, fuelled with jealousy for her, and a desire for Clark, will try all she can to get Rachel out of her way. Fortunately, Clark is her knight in shining armor and he will protect her from everything that is yet to come./1/100516/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260313092544&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Mirror Too Honest
Sophia Hayes has perfected the art of control. In the high-pressure world of The Metropolitan, she's the youngest senior journalist ever hired-an achievement built on ruthless discipline, flawless execution, and a reputation that makes even seasoned reporters double-check their facts before speaking to her. She is sharp. Unshakeable. Precise to the bone. Her life runs on deadlines, color-coded calendars, and emotional walls tall enough to withstand anything. Dean Mercer is everything she isn't-and everything she doesn't have time for. A wildly successful illustrator whose comic series Love Is a Mess has a cult following online, Dean lives in a world where structure is optional and inspiration is everything. His apartment is chaos. His sleep schedule is chaos. His heart is chaos. He creates brilliance in messy strokes but hides his deepest truths behind humor, charm, and a smile that masks more wounds than he lets on. So when the magazine pairs them for a high-stakes project-a revolutionary feature blending investigative journalism with illustrated storytelling-everyone expects disaster. Sophia expects worse. Their assignment: explore modern love through real stories across the city. Raw, unfiltered, unpredictable love. Exactly the kind of assignment that makes Sophia want to run. Dean arrives late to their first meeting with coffee stains and excuses. Sophia arrives with a binder thick enough to double as a weapon. Dean studies her timeline like it's written in a foreign language. Sophia studies Dean like he's a problem she needs to solve before he derails everything she's built. Their partnership begins in sparks-sharp, heated, dangerous sparks. Arguments disguised as discussions. Discussions disguised as power struggles. Power struggles disguised as creative differences. But tension has a habit of twisting into something else when the nights grow long. As they dive into the city-interviewing strangers whose love stories survived decades, storms, heartbreaks, second chances-something shifts between them. Slowly. Quietly. Against both of their wills. Sophia begins to see past Dean's easy humor to the man underneath-the one who fears failing the people he cares about, who draws comics because it's the only way he knows how to tell the truth. And Dean sees the cracks in Sophia's armor-the vulnerability she protects like a secret, the softness she doesn't show, the fire in her that the world misunderstands as coldness. Their conversations deepen. Their arguments soften. Their laughter blends. And the chemistry-the kind they both pretend not to notice-tightens around them like an invisible thread. But the closer they get, the heavier the air becomes. Because both of them are hiding something. Sophia hides her fear of losing control. Dean hides his fear of being the reason someone gets hurt. And the feature they're creating-meant to uncover the truth about modern love-begins exposing truths they never meant to reveal. About each other. About themselves. Their late-night work sessions grow intimate, electric. Their stories blur with the stories they're collecting. Dean sketches Sophia without meaning to-capturing expressions she never lets the world see. Sophia writes notes about him she can't bring herself to delete. Something real starts forming in the space between them, fragile but undeniable. Until the past they both buried finds them. A mistake from Dean's life-one he thought he'd left behind-reaches the editorial floor at the worst possible time. A detail with enough weight to derail the feature, shatter their progress, and wound the one person who finally saw him clearly. Sophia's instinct is survival. Run before she gets hurt. Seal her heart before it cracks open. Dean's instinct is retreat. Protect her from the version of himself he fears is still true. Deadlines tighten. Trust fractures. Their work stalls, their communication splinters, and the connection they've been dancing around threatens to snap under the strain. But desire doesn't listen to logic. And hearts don't obey deadlines. Even as they pull away, they keep orbiting each other-drawn back together by an ache neither can extinguish. Their arguments deepen into something rawer, heavier. Their silence holds more meaning than their words. They must choose: fight for the story that could define their careers... or fight for the connection that could rewrite their futures. And when an unexpected message, a truth revealed too late, and one irreversible decision collide, they're forced to confront the question their feature was meant to answer: What does love look like today- and can two people living at opposite rhythms find it before it slips through their fingers? On the edge of losing their partnership... their second chance... and each other... /0/23549/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220926114258&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shower Of Love
They loved each other but never expressed their feelings. They again met ten years later and got married but he abandoned her after the wedding. When she went to him to take her rights, he sent her behind the bars and was about to marry his love. Why did he marry her and send her behind the bars? To know, read the story/0/84403/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106204542&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Kills: A Calculated Revenge
I stood at the altar, ready to marry Nicole, the woman I' d given up everything for-my pro-gaming career, my entire life savings, all poured into her dreams. The priest' s words hung in the air, echoing across the Napa Valley vineyard: "Do you, Ethan Lester, take Nicole Anderson...?" Suddenly, a disheveled figure stumbled through the guests – Ryan Clark, her college ex, the "one that got away," clutching his head and declaring he was dying of an inoperable brain tumor. Nicole froze, her hand dropping from mine, her eyes wide with a horrifying mix of concern and sick romanticism. She turned from me, from our wedding, from our life, helping him to his feet and disappearing among the grapevines, leaving me utterly alone. A cold voice inside my head, belonging to the "pact" that governed my own dormant glioblastoma, clinically confirmed: "Condition check failed. Loyalty parameter at zero. Pact objective failed." My blood ran cold, not just from her betrayal, but from the chilling reality that the lie he spoke was the exact truth of my own silent, ticking death sentence. How could my entire sacrifice, my very life, be so easily dismissed for a transparent, manipulative sob story, when my own truth was far more devastating? With only one week left to live and a "final wish" granted by the pact, I made the only choice that mattered: Ryan' s supposed tumor would be completely and miraculously cured./0/86906/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106212817&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Escape From Their Broken Promises
For five years, Olivia loved Mark. But his heart belonged to another, so he decided to destroy her reputation, framing her as a cheater and ruining her name in their tight-knit community. Just as she was about to end it all, Mark' s brother, Ethan, pulled her back, whispering promises of love and marriage. He seemed like her savior, shielding her from gossip and rebuilding her confidence. But on the eve of their wedding, Olivia overheard Ethan revealing the truth: their marriage was a sham, designed to clear Mark' s name and allow him to marry his true love, Sophia. Olivia was just a pawn, an obstacle neatly moved aside. Heartbroken and enraged, she fled, only to be reminded of her heroic parents and a fierce new purpose ignited within her. After giving up everything to find her, Ethan and Mark finally located Olivia two years later. They begged for forgiveness, but she kept them at arm's length, even after they saved her life in a deadly attack. Now, she's leaving again, for good this time, choosing freedom over their desperate apologies./0/62189/coverorgin.jpg?v=08fc74d8959ff69bd5cad77c165fa6ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I HATE LOVING YOU
"You were there the night my sister died," Adrian accuses, his voice laced with venom. "And I'll never forgive you for it." "I don't remember that night," she whispers, tears blurring her vision. "But I swear, I would never hurt you." Lena Prescott is forced into an arranged marriage with Adrian Calloway, a man who was once her closest friend. Lena has loved Adrian since they were teenagers, but Adrian is now driven by vengeance, convinced that Lena knows the truth about his sister's mysterious death. He blames her for a tragedy she can't remember. Adrian Calloway, has only one goal: to make her life a living hell. Bound by duty and love, Lena endures a torturous marriage until she can no longer bear it and escapes with a secret that could change everything-she's pregnant with twins. As Adrian uncovers the real story behind his sister's death, he realizes that Lena is also a victim, not the villain he believed her to be, but by then, she's gone. In a race against time and another admire of Lena, Adrian must find Lena and prove that love can heal even the deepest wounds. But will she ever forgive him for the pain he's caused, or is their love destined to remain a tragic memory?/0/79710/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106193058&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Man Who Killed My Father, The Father of My Son
I was a top trauma surgeon, living a life dedicated to saving others, trying to bury the ghost of a past love. Then he walked back into my life – Dr. Ethan Cole, the man I swore I’d ruined six years ago, my brilliant ex-boyfriend, now my new co-chief. And he brought a dazzling fiancée. His coldness was a physical blow; he denied our entire history, returning cherished mementos and blocking my attempts to explain. His fiancée, Sophia, relished in publicly twisting our past, painting me as a career saboteur. I was humiliated, utterly alone. My heart screamed. He knew the truth about the manipulation that caused our first breakup – I’d learned he found out years ago. So why this cruel, calculated torment? Why endure his icy indifference, his public disdain? It was beyond comprehension. But nothing prepared me for the ultimate betrayal: when my beloved father collapsed, clinging to life, Ethan, the only surgeon who could save him, coldly refused. My father died, and I was left with nothing but shattered trust and a burning question: Was this his vengeance? I packed my bags, determined to disappear forever, but fate had a twisted secret waiting for me./0/47484/coverorgin.jpg?v=03b55504d5033b9499ad448d28d84f6c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
More than Roses
Vanessa had always dreamt of pursuing a career in music, but her father had different plans for her. During her first year studying the course her father had chosen, she encountered Marvin. He wasn't just handsome; his smile had the power to melt Vanessa's heart. She fell in love with him and became obsessed with the idea of making him hers. However, Marvin carried a past that hindered him from pursuing the woman he loved. Grace, Vanessa's friend and roommate, also had her sights set on Marvin and was willing to go to great lengths to win his heart. Marvin found himself at a crossroads, faced with a choice that could either define him or destroy him./0/92225/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251107213750&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Echoes of a Silent Song
I was part of a famous duo with Brayden Reynolds in the industry. He once shielded me from a stalker's acid attack and chose to go public with our relationship at the height of his fame, giving me a sense of security. Everyone believed our story would end like the songs I wrote for him. A perfect finale with the couple walking hand in hand toward happiness. But then that girl sang our love song in a live stream, duetting sweetly with Brayden. She even sent me the recording. "Thanks for the hit song, Eve," she said. "And thanks for shaping Brayden into such a great man. From now on, he's all mine." At the end of the video, Brayden stood half-naked, his back revealing a jagged, ugly scar. I made a phone call, cranking the speaker to max, savoring the woman's fading screams through the receiver. "Eve Walton!" Brayden's fiery rage burned in his eyes. But I just smiled and slapped the divorce papers and settlement agreement in front of him./0/81118/coverorgin.jpg?v=df561edaccb69235bc461352471d8601&imageMogr2/format/webp)
STEP ASIDE EX- HUSBAND: The rise of Liana
They said she was lucky to have married him. He had wealth, charm, a name with legacy and other women warming his bed. She was "just" a scholarship girl with a gentle voice and no background. So when Liana Davids divorced and parted from Dominic Smith, the world snickered. "She'll be back in no time," they taunted. "He's irreplaceable." Even Dominic smiled, betting on her return to his board of directors. But Liana never came back. Liana didn't just disappear, when she returned, she came back like a ghost. A masked tech mogul, business guru and a headline queen. The wife they discarded returned as the woman no one could touch. Now, whispers say she's looking for a father figure for her daughter. Powerful men line up, begging for a taste of the empire she built. But Dominic thinks he is not through yet. He corners her, seething: "Your baby is mine, isn't it?" She lifts her head, eyes colder than frost. "That's none of your business. Now step aside, ex-husband before I bury you."/0/97544/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260527150458&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Ex-Wife Came Back-Stronger
"Listen, I'm tired of this marriage. We only got married because I needed a wife to secure my CEO position, and now that it's settled, you're not useful to me anymore." My husband, Dale, said to my face, nothing close to guilt flashing in his expression. And that was when I knew... I really was nothing to him. With tears in my eyes, I signed the divorce papers and left. Left his house. Left his family. Left his life. But not without a promise to myself. A promise that no matter what, I would come back. I would come back stronger. The nobody they see me as, will come back as somebody. Somebody they'd all need. ....... Chloe Dave thought life loved her when she got married to Dale Beldson, the hottest man on earth and her long crush. That was proven wrong, when what was supposed to be a happy marriage, turned to a depressing one, with a husband that rarely acknowledged her existence. Still, she held on to the hope that if he'd chosen to marry her, there'd be something in there. Some emotions in there. That died the moment his bestfriend, Nora framed her for laundry and attempted murder, and he chose to believe Nora over her. Even after all her pleas, he still refused to give heed to her. He saw her as a nobody. His family saw her as one. That was when Chloe vowed to come back and shock the world. Shock Dale Beldson, her ex-husband./0/21985/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220719145022&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Where the Snow Falls Soft
My life with Mark was perfect, or so I thought. Seven years together, a cozy apartment in Chicago, and a baby on the way. Then a car accident stole our future. I lay on the pavement, bleeding and terrified, dialing Mark, only for him to answer with an annoyed shrug-off from his 'client'. Just minutes later, I saw him drive by, him in the passenger seat, his intern Jessie at the wheel. The hospital confirmed my biggest fear: I'd lost the baby. That night, alone at home, I found expensive lingerie, definitely not for me, hidden in our closet. It was for Jessie. The next betrayal came wrapped in buttercream: Mark asked me to bake an elaborate birthday cake for his "important agency client." It was Jessie. And if that wasn't enough, at her lavish party, Jessie flaunted my anniversary bracelet, telling me Mark said it was "just something old lying around." My heart turned to stone as I grasped the depth of his cruelty and indifference. To lose our baby, only to uncover this twisted deception, the public humiliation, and his utter contempt for my feelings. How could one person be so callous, so utterly devoid of empathy? Enough was enough. At that party, I handed him a document-the termination of our shared lease. As he scribbled his name, oblivious, I knew my decision was final. I walked out of that party and his life forever, ready to reclaim my power and start anew. But first, he had to pay./0/55619/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240425102129&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shadows and Stars.
Lily, once a promising actress, abandoned everything to protect the man she loved from the clutches of his dark past. Now, 15 years later, she lives under a new identity, as a doctor at a hospital in Cannes. Her peaceful life is shaken when fate puts her ex-husband, a famous actor, in her path once again. After saving him from a car accident, she finds herself dragged back into the world she left behind. Confronted with the shadows of her past, Lily must find the courage to face the truth and reveal the wounds she tried to hide, not only to save herself but also to protect other innocent victims./0/94259/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106214333&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Erased By His Lies And Love
For ten years, I gave my husband, Desmond, everything. I worked three jobs so he could get his MBA and sold my grandmother' s locket to fund his startup. Now, on the verge of his company's IPO, he was forcing me to sign divorce papers for the seventeenth time, calling it a "temporary business move." Then I saw him on TV, his arm wrapped around another woman-his lead investor, Aurora Quinn. He called her the love of his life, thanking her for "believing in him when no one else did," erasing my entire existence with a single sentence. His cruelty didn't stop there. He denied knowing me after his bodyguards beat me unconscious at a mall. He locked me in a dark basement, fully aware of my crippling claustrophobia, leaving me to have a panic attack alone. But the final blow came during a kidnapping. When the attacker told him he could only save one of us-me or Aurora-Desmond didn't hesitate. He chose her. He left me tied to a chair to be tortured while he saved his precious deal. Lying in a hospital bed for the second time, broken and abandoned, I finally made a call I hadn't made in five years. "Aunt Evelena," I choked out, "can I come stay with you?" The reply from the most feared lawyer in New York was instant. "Of course, darling. My private jet is on standby. And Ariel? Whatever it is, we'll handle it."/0/22298/coverorgin.jpg?v=d8f92f033c676bd911d46c8bfe861704&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mistress Surrogate
Priscilla Castillo took up the job as a surrogate to make ends meet, this sort of job was a new territory for her. She never once thought of being the one to take care of the child . Damon Prince is a CEO of a reknowned company, his marriage to Elizabeth Prince was fruitless which hurt the couple so much. Unfortunately Elizabeth is met with an accident and dies immediately. Now Damon has to live with a woman he hates for carrying his child. ---------------------------------------------------- My heart started raced as I thought of a way to squeeze out of this unwanted situation I found myself in. "Elizabeth" he snuggled in closer tightening his hold on me, it was now that I decided to make a run for it, it would be better if I wasn't caught than be found on the bed with a man his wife died a month and a week ago. I started with the fist, then slowly I freed myself. I was already close to the door when the light was brought back on, I paused, my heart thumping, I slowly push the door open. "What are you doing?" I heard a voice asked when I was just a foot out. I made a hundred and eighty degree turn to face him, Damon, he was wide awake like he wasn't sleeping before. "I ask again, what are you doing?" His eye brows furrowed waiting for my response, I had no response, I too can't explain how I winded up in his room, I was simply mistaken and that was all. "Nothing" I replied with a shaky voice./0/39819/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230423100401&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Extremity- Rayan's Love
Passionate hearts can break every limit for the one they love. This sounds perfect for Rayan's story who hid the intense feelings he had for Irsa but before he could make a move, it was too late- Isra was getting married. He wanted to move on- but things didn't go as planned. It was said that lost time can't be regained again. And he lost his, He had lost the person he loved all his life. What's left for him was to watch Isra slipping out of his life while he was losing his own identity, Isra lived her life peacefully, accepting what fate brought her but he couldn't; willing to twist destiny if he had to seize a little shred of 'non-existent love' Isra had in her heart for him. Willing to arouse doubts and heartbreaks knowing it all too well she doesn’t love him back./0/42322/coverorgin.jpg?v=527d397cee0d2844ec87fd814e8745b5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Prisoner In Your Arms
Nicole Williams is a good girl, an 18-year-old college student. She is deceived by her sister during a party to enter the room of a mysterious man. Her sister didn't expect that she would end up in the wrong room. After being exposed in her passionate night in national newspapers, she is forced to marry that man, who will make her suffer unimaginably. Bruno Leone is a multimillionaire CEO, an attractive man in his early 30s. After being betrayed by a woman with his own brother, he became bitter. Unintentionally, he spends a night with Nicole while in a drunken state from a drink he was given. His father forces him to marry the girl, and he thinks she planned it all. Therefore, he decides to make her regret what she did, enjoying making her suffer. He never thought he would end up loving her. Will Nicole be able to forgive him after all the harm he caused?/0/84560/coverorgin.jpg?v=62b40cf5645b888bf3503e2f28b51a16&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Dust to Gold
For years, the hum of the textile factory was Sarah Miller' s only solace, making her feel competent in a life where she was otherwise suffocated by the demands of her husband, Mark, and his mother, Eleanor. They relentlessly pressured her for a child, reducing her worth to a mere vessel for an heir. Then, the fragile peace shattered. A casual discovery-a jewelry store receipt in Mark' s pocket for a gift she never received-unveiled a horrifying truth: Mark was having an affair. The real punch to the gut came when she discovered his mistress, Jessica, was pregnant, and worse, Eleanor not only knew but was orchestrating her replacement. The ultimate humiliation arrived when Eleanor, with Mark' s silent complicity, moved the heavily pregnant Jessica into their home, explicitly telling Sarah she was being demoted to the guest room-a callous act of eviction from her own life. This wasn' t just a betrayal; it was a public shaming, orchestrated by the very people who claimed to be her family. How could her own mother-in-law, a woman who had once claimed to love her, actively conspire to replace her with a pregnant mistress? Why was her husband so effortlessly cruel? The constant torment, the whispered accusations of barrenness, the complete lack of support from her own mother-it was an injustice so profound, it threatened to break her. But in that moment of absolute despair, as they watched, expecting her tears, something snapped. No longer paralyzed by shame, a chilling resolve settled in Sarah's heart. They thought they had won, thought she was broken. They were wrong. This wasn't the end; it was the declaration of a war she was determined to win./0/65944/coverorgin.jpg?v=3213d8c0e3fe42f38872874fda431860&imageMogr2/format/webp)
