Romance Books for Women
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She Erased Him, For Her Son
For five years, I was my boss's secret wife, the mother of his son, and the backbone of his company. But on our son Leo's fifth birthday, he chose to spend the evening with his new protégé, Chelsi. That night, he missed Leo's party. Then he asked me and our son to move out of our home so Chelsi could stay there after her apartment flooded. "It's just a temporary arrangement," he said, as if asking me to move a plant. "She's a colleague, and she's in a difficult situation. What do you expect me to do?" The next day, he tried to make up for it with a birthday gift for Leo-a toy snake. He didn't remember that our son is deathly allergic to the peanut shells it was filled with. Leo looked at his father, his heart breaking. "You don't know my allergy, Daddy?" That was the moment I knew it was over. I had already filed for divorce, but this was the final confirmation. I took our son and walked away from our house, our life, and the man who never truly saw us. As we drove to the airport, I blocked his number. This wasn't just a separation; it was an erasure./0/37501/coverorgin.jpg?v=da73c49088bb5f001c743dcf216cb012&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Heartless Husband
Teenage crush, three years marriage but divorced, five years separation. This was their life story. But there was the only thing constant in all these incidents. They love each other to the core. Gloria White who got divorced from David Colin five years back returned to New York with her four-year-old son. She was broken but pulled her up because of her son and wanted to start fresh. His betrayal hurt a lot, but she was trying to get over her pain. When they meet each other, old love burned within, but it came with their pain. The reason for their separation was a misunderstanding. But the love could be the reason for their reunion. But love is not enough sometimes./0/50016/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260225144359&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Hate to Love You, Mr. CEO
Blocking her windpipe he pushed her to the wall behind and held her throat so hard that she thought she was going to die. Her eye balls went up, almost losing her consciousness when he bent his head and spoke low in her ear, gritting his teeth. "I DO NOT TOLERATE DISLOYALTY, MISS STELWART AND YOU INVOKED THE SLEEPING MONSTER IN ME BY SHOWING YOUR UGLY NATURE." Kissing her neck he inhaled her scent and released her with a jerk with an ache on his features. Aliza chokes on her breath looking at the devil in front of her in fear and trembles in her tone. "Please believe me, sir, I'm innocent." Charles looks down at the rise and fall of her pulsating chest. "NO MATTER WHAT I CANNOT STOP LOVING YOU AND I HATE MYSELF FOR THIS." Read I Hate to Love You, Mr. CEO (Love has different shades, one of which is pain.) THIS BOOK HAS A SERIES OF STORIES./0/62531/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251101070221&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire's love ( ...when we fell ...)
"You pervert! I'm just 19"Tears rolled down Lilly's eyes as she said that. Shane shrugged and rolled his eyes"You are just 19 yet you have the nerve to come into the club huh,what were you expecting?"He asked annoyed by her stubbornness. Lily cleaned the tears that rolled down her cheeks and sniffed "My dad wouldn't take me in anymore"She told remembering what her dad always told her. "I'm the father of that child and I want my child,you will try no such thing in aborting my first hair. And as for your father, don't worry you can stay here and go to college from here till your tummy protrudes" He smirked in a wicked way. "I hate you!" ** Lilly Pop,a 19 years old sexy and elegant girl. She attends a university called"ROYAL HIGH MAJESTY" Which is well popular In London. She has a long silky blond hair loved by her friends,her lips was red,her skin white like that of snow White and also she has a very slender body. He father Mr.James own a Automobile manufacturer in London. Even though her father was rich,he never pay ears to her needs and wants and just so you know,her mother got lost ever since she was 8,her father had tried all his possible best to search for her for 2 good years but their searching was fruitless. And ever since when her father took in her mother's Best friend,her life turned upside down. Her father no longer cares for her,he only pays attention to her stepsister need. Apart from paying up her school fees he does no other thing for her so she works a part time job just to get money for herself. What happened when she got pregnant at nineteen for a billionaire? Someone older than her with seven years. Who is that Billionaire? Will she stop going to college? What happened when the billionaire refuse to let her abort his hair? Will her life ever go right? Let's find out as we dive deep into this book ./0/86153/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106211222&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Lover's Treachery Unveiled
For eighteen years, the Sterling mansion was my world, given to me by Mr. Sterling, who treated me like his own. Olivia, his daughter, was the secret burning at its core-my childhood sweetheart, my hidden passion. On my 21st birthday, she made me believe she felt the same, pulling me into a clandestine affair that consumed me. I craved a real future with her, so I knelt, ring in hand, asking her to be my wife. Her warmth vanished instantly, replaced by a cutting dismissal that shattered my heart and my hopes. "Liam, don't be ridiculous," she sneered, leaving me on the floor. Days later, a horrifying discovery confirmed my worst fears: Olivia wasn't my lover, but a calculated betrayer. She' d been feeding my architectural designs and analyses to Ethan Cole, my rival, to guarantee his win in the Sterling Architectural Grant competition. Her message echoed in my mind, "Liam is talented, but he's naive. This will guarantee your win. He'll never suspect a thing." How could the woman I loved betray me so completely, using my deepest vulnerability against me? Was our intimacy just a performance, every touch a lie designed to exploit my talent? The thought was a poisoned blade twisting in my gut. Consumed by a pain that transcended heartbreak, I made a choice: I would vanish, severing every tie to my past and the Sterling family. But before I could truly escape, Olivia delivered one final, devastating blow, publicly branding me an obsessive stalker. In that moment of utter destruction, a cold resolve settled in: I wouldn't just leave; I would erase myself from their lives and rebuild in a place where I was truly free./0/90064/coverorgin.jpg?v=23632737084cc8761226ef21d02558bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Brother's Promise, My Silent Revenge
For one thousand, eight hundred and twenty-five days, I honored a deathbed promise to the man I loved. I stayed by his brother's side, acting as Grafton Mcleod's loyal assistant, his shadow, and the keeper of his secrets. When my five-year sentence was finally up, he announced his engagement to Cherrelle, the woman who took cruel pleasure in tormenting me. His celebratory gift to me? The task of planning their perfect engagement party. At the party, he publicly dismissed me as an "old obligation." Later, drunk and angry, he cornered me in a back office. He slammed me against the door, his mouth crashing down on mine in a brutal, clumsy kiss. He pinned me there, his body pressing into mine, and whispered a name against my lips. It wasn't my name. "Cherrelle." The violation wasn't the assault; it was the complete and utter erasure. I wasn't a person he hated or desired. I was just a stand-in, a warm body, a substitute for the woman he actually wanted. The last flicker of loyalty to his brother's memory died, leaving only ice in my veins. The next morning, Cherrelle screamed that I'd tried to seduce him, and he stood by and let her. My own mother called to shame me. That was it. I drove to a cliff overlooking the ocean, pulled the SIM card from my phone, and snapped it in two. It was time for Cayla Bass to die./0/83963/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106203351&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Man She Called "Boring"
On the eve of my wedding, I was in the new house I' d bought for Jennifer, practicing my vows, believing my devotion would finally earn her love. My phone buzzed. It was a Finsta notification, her secret Instagram. Curiosity twisted my gut as I opened it. There, a picture of her hand, my three-carat diamond sparkling, intertwined with her ex-boyfriend Tyrone' s tattooed hand on a rumpled motel bed. The caption read: "One last taste of freedom before I'm locked down. #WildHeart." My blood ran cold. I called, but her voice was sharp, annoyed; then I heard his low laugh. Scrolling deeper, I found more: "He's so sweet and reliable, but so... boring. Sometimes I miss the passion." And the one that killed me: "My heart belongs to the music, but my life belongs to the money. It is what it is. The wedding is on. At least I'll be rich." Five years of love reduced to a transaction. I was just a walking ATM, a "boring safety net." Humiliation burned through me. But as my best man called to confirm the limo, a new feeling pushed through the pain: resolve. The wedding would happen. But Jennifer Chavez would not be the bride. I scrolled through my contacts. Molly Fuller. My college friend. "How would you like to get married tomorrow?" I asked. It was a contract. A shocking twist that would redefine everything./0/33121/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260519010356&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mr CEO, Please Be Gentle
“Go after her! don't let her out of your sight!" “We can't afford to let her slip out of our hands this time, she needs to die, we need to make sure she does!" The voice rang out through her mind as she runs for her dear life in the middle of the night. she ran as fast as she could but they soon caught up with her with one swift move. without wasting more time, the leader of the gang shoots at her and she fell, bleeding heavily. “Miss Samantha! the job is done, the princess is dead! the man said. when she heard the name of the person who ordered her to be put to death, her heart tweaks. in the next splitting second, she was pushed down the cliff. Five Years Later, She is back With only one goal; Befriend the enemies and revenge/0/82868/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106201549&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Bounty to Beauty: Nyx's Rise
As a beautiful woman who hated real-life objectification, I found freedom in "Legends of Aethelgard," the top VRMMO. I played Nyx, a Shadow-Priestess with -100% beauty, seeking genuine connection. For three years, I was happily partnered with Kael, a Paladin who was secretly Ethan Thorne, my real-life tech CEO boss I loved in-game. Our peace shattered when Kael grew distant, then appeared with Twitch streamer Seraphina, both wearing the rare gear we'd planned. She brazenly claimed "Stardust_Angel," my old online identity, a viral photo Ethan had obsessed over. The gear, meant for 'us,' was for 'her,' his new muse. This betrayal turned my sanctuary into a battlefield. He swiftly replaced Nyx as co-leader and publicly dismissed our bond as "just a game," showering Seraphina with affection as forums mocked my "ugly" avatar. I discovered Ethan, my boss, was dedicating his new game to this imposter, forcing me to work masked. The ultimate humiliation: Kael placed a million-gold bounty on Nyx, sparking relentless in-game persecution. How could three years of loyalty dissolve into nothing? How could he believe her blatant lies over our shared history? This public torment, simply for seeking anonymity, felt impossibly cruel and suffocating. Pushed to the brink by constant abuse and Skyler's career-destroying public doxxing, I broke. Confronting Ethan, I ripped off my mask. "Because I' m Nyx," I declared, my stunning real face revealed, "the 'ugly' one. The 'scammer.' The one you put a bounty on." The truth was out, and my fight for total redemption began./0/23422/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230711081243&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Nice To Meet You Again
Meet Sonya, who wants nothing more than to know the truth behind her mother's death and her father's disappearance and also find true love. She end up saving a guy on her birthday trip to country X and earn a credit for herself For Maxwell, who has never dated or fallen in love before, it was love at first sight with Sonya and he wants nothing more than to have that eighteen year old girl who stole his heart This story is purely romance./0/86779/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106212434&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorce: Her New Beginning
"Are you sure you packed the antique vase?" I asked my husband, David, my voice echoing in our half-empty living room, packed for our big move overseas. We were starting a new life, a new chapter. But then, an email popped up on his laptop screen from a woman named Lisa Chang, a one-word subject line: "Congratulations." My heart hammered as I clicked it open. "Heard she signed everything. You' re finally free. Can' t wait to start our life together. The baby and I are so proud of you." The baby. The words hit me like a punch. Lisa was pregnant. I was numb as I found my way to the bedroom, the silver locket David gave me on our first anniversary, now felt like a lie. That evening, at a farewell dinner with David' s family, Lisa was there, seated right next to him. Eleanor, David's mother, raised her glass, triumph in her eyes: "A toast. To David, for all his success. And to new beginnings." She looked pointedly at Lisa. I heard David and Lisa talking in a private alcove. "Is she suspicious?" Lisa asked. "No," David replied. "She has no idea. She signed the papers without a second thought. By the time the divorce is finalized, she' ll be on the other side of the world." "And the house?" "The lawyer said it' s all clean. The assets are protected. We' re set, Lisa. Just like we planned." Then, the final blow: "I felt the baby kick today." My carefully constructed life had shattered. I had been played, every step of the way, just a pawn in their cruel game. I was nothing but a temporary placeholder, designed to be disposed of so they could begin their new life. I wouldn' t let them win. I would fight back, not for revenge, but for myself./0/19824/coverorgin.jpg?v=20211208152537&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sindy Kate
Have you ever experienced while browsing the Internet, all of a sudden, the ads pop-up? It’s annoying, isn’t it? Well, not in the case of a Brit heir to the Linton Empire. That’s how Clyve Linton meets the cam girl. In a millisecond, his eyes widen, his jaw drops, his muscles tense everywhere, and his um— Well, his life knocks over when he comes face to face with Sindy Kate, Westley, Harry, or whatever her real name is. And the only rule he never plans on breaking, he ends up throwing out his bloody window. Westley or better known as Harry Bloom left her luxurious life after being humiliated for some false claim. Her best friend took her in. When their lives turn upside down, she has to do something even if it means destroying the little reputation she has left. She becomes Sindy Kate. What happens when one of her viewers appears on her doorsteps, calling her the character she created? Is she willing to admit just for a promise to keep it secret? How far will she go to fight against her attraction when it is way stronger than her troubles she’s going to face in the future?/0/22327/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230831174352&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sinners' Love
Falling hard for the bad boy's charms isn't such a good idea... especially if said bad boy is your current boyfriend's older brother. What if the bad boy in question is your lecturer in college? Even worse, huh? Or is it more exciting? Read on this story of love, sex, deceit and betrayal and find out how it goes for Natasha./0/24830/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ca68f8111297bb5cc31f29d3de74a26&imageMogr2/format/webp)
STARs OF HOTCHKISS HIGH SCHOOL
H-kiss is one of the best and famous school in US. It's contains the rich kids, spoilt kids, with few poor ones. The Rich kids sees the poor ones as the weak ones, they take advantage of them by bullying them. Tony is cute with a brown hair, blue eyes,sexy walking steps, small kissable reddish lips and nasty behavior. He is the president in charge of bullying, despite his rude, ungodly and crazy behavior, girls still drowl on him and he also take advantage of them. Our female lead, Kimberly Clifford. She is an orphan that stay with her old grandmother in a small hut near the city. Kim is a very pretty young lady, she is blessed with everything a woman needs, is it butt,boob, hips or cuteness? She has everything expect money. Kim is someone that has low tolerance for nonsense,she hate what she don't like especially when she see someone being hurt, it weaken her spirit and entirely body. She is someone her mates and friends respect alot because she is well disciplined, fearless, hardworking and intelligent. Everything that ruin her good character is her temper, she has a short temper, is there any other word I can use aside short? Kimberly was finally given a scholarship to H-kiss high school. Will she fall a victim of being bullied? Will Tony who derive joy in bullying, tormenting,and breaking people emotional be able to change his way, Yes or No?/0/85684/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106210320&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Worthless No More: A Mother's Triumph
The stale coffee and expensive cologne was a mix I knew all too well-my boyfriend, Mark, was in a good mood, which always meant he wanted something from me. I was deep in the code of my indie game, my passion project, a world that was entirely mine. Then he dropped the bombshell: a "strategic networking event" with his "business visionary" childhood friend, Brittany, whom he clearly admired far more than me. My heart sank as he waved away my concerns about overdue rent and bills-money I' d given him to pay. Not for the first time, he dismissed my "pixels and stories" as not "real business," just as he had dismissed every cent I' d poured into his failing startup. The true blow landed when he sneered, "It's no wonder you can't even do the one thing a woman is supposed to do right. You can't even get pregnant. What good are you?" After a year of desperate hopes and private pain, his words cut me to my core. He was right there, dismissing my worth in the most cruel way imaginable, while spending my earnings to impress someone else. In that moment, everything shifted. I watched him walk out, slamming the door, demanding I leave my apartment-the one I paid for. I was broken, homeless, and worthless, just as he said. But as I looked across the courtyard at my quiet neighbor, Liam' s, light, a flicker of defiance sparked. I had nowhere else to go, but I knew I couldn't stay. That night, I knocked on a stranger's door, ready to reclaim my life, piece by painful piece./0/84589/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106204943&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Fiancee to Free
The hospital lights hummed as I leaned against the cold wall, my body aching from a long shift, but my stomach coiled with a deeper anxiety. My fiancé, Dr. Mark Jensen, the rising star surgeon, was an hour late for dinner, consumed by his revolutionary new device. I decided to surprise him in his lab, a small romantic gesture to end a grueling day. But the smile died on my lips as I found him too close to Emily Carter, his research assistant, her hand tracing patterns on his arm, their heads bent intimately over schematics. "The prototype is almost perfect," she murmured, "Just us." The air between them was thick with a betrayal that had nothing to do with medicine. Mark' s head snapped up, his face shifting from unguarded affection to pure shock as he saw me. He tried to dismiss it, to blame his monumental work, but Emily' s saccharine sweetness painted me as a jealous fiancée, and Mark latched onto her excuse. He twisted it, making my hurt seem like an attack on his ambition, until I saw the truth: this was a secret partnership, one that excluded me entirely. When Emily whispered, "He needs someone who supports his dreams, not someone who holds him back," my world shattered. How could the man I was to marry in three months, the man who preached integrity, be so blind, so callous? His words – "You're either with me, or you're in the way. Decide." – were a brutal ultimatum. He had chosen his ambition, and her, over me. I ripped off my engagement ring, the symbol of a broken promise, dropping it onto the floor between us. The small clatter was the sound of our future shattering. With a final, decisive tap, I blocked his number and drove away from the building, leaving behind a life that felt like a lie. I was heading home, towards my waiting family, knowing one thing with chilling certainty: this was over, and a new, terrifying chapter of my life had just begun./0/64878/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250218150333&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The accidental bride
The whole hall was empty except for the two people that were shooting daggers at each other's with their eyes. Logan later broke the silence and said "you could only work your way into my bed with sleazy means but forget about me treating you like my wife. if you like, you can go complain to grandma but I promise to break your legs and pluck out one of your eyes the moment grandma reprimands me. You can weigh your pros and cons and choose your path" Sophia glared at him in disgust and angrily retorts "you think too highly of yourself Mr Steele, I don't want anything to do with you and if you want your grandmother to be convinced you can meet me in the car, we are nothing to each other but strangers that have been obliged to live under the same roof." she storms off to the Limousine that was waiting outside the hotel to take the newly wedded couple home and a minute later, Logan snaps out of the shock that her words had sent him into then a sinister smirk appeared on his perfectly carved face and he strides out and sits on the other side of the car. The car ride was quiet and the driver was drenched in cold sweat as at the time that they got to the mansion from the oppressive and deadly aura that the couple behind him was exuding. Finally they arrived at Logan Steele's mansion and Sophia had to look at him again and ask herself, "How rich is this man?" well she doesn't have the time to think cause this is her new home and her new life too. Logan came down from the car and looked at the woman in front of his house and muttered under his breath "welcome to hell"./0/71292/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250515111510&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE HEIR'S LAST BARGAIN
Billionaire Ethan Blackwood has everything-except time. His grandfather's ultimatum is clear: marry within a month or lose the empire he's built. Desperate, Ethan turns to the one woman who would rather see him burn-Ivy Sinclair. Years ago, Ethan's ruthless business decisions destroyed Ivy's family, turning her from his best friend into his fiercest rival. Now a self-made fashion mogul, Ivy has sworn never to trust him again. But when her company faces a devastating financial crisis, Ethan offers a deal she can't ignore: one year of marriage in exchange for $50 million. The rules are simple-no love, no emotions, just business. But as they navigate the treacherous world of high society, family betrayals, and a media frenzy determined to expose them, old wounds resurface, and unexpected sparks fly. With secrets threatening to tear them apart and a hidden clause in Ethan's grandfather's will that could ruin everything, Ivy and Ethan must decide: is this marriage just a contract, or is it their second chance at something real?/0/55179/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240604142906&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE AWAKENING OF THE AZURA
As the anger and frustration built up inside me, I felt something snap. A surge of raw, intense energy coursed through my veins, and I could feel a radiant glow enveloping me. The air around me crackled with power, and I knew something was happening, something beyond my control. In that moment of sheer emotional intensity, I felt a shift within me. My consciousness merged with another, ancient and powerful. The boundaries between us blurred, and I realized I was not alone in my body. The Goddess Azura, dormant within me, responded to my distress and awakened. My eyes flashed with a divine light, and I felt a surge of confidence and strength unlike anything I had ever known. The bullies, sensing the sudden change, retreated in fear, realizing they had awakened something far beyond their understanding. I stood there, transformed, aware of my newfound power and the presence of Azura within me. I felt taller, stronger, imbued with the essence of the Goddess herself. I was no longer the same person; I was Elysia, vessel of Azura's power, ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead./0/82712/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106201033&imageMogr2/format/webp)
