Romance Books for Women
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A New Chapter Of Life After Seven Years Of Marriage
Everyone said Jerald Lucas, the cold-faced CEO, only loved his wife, Clara Rernald. But on their seventh wedding anniversary, Jerald was drugged and ended up in bed with someone else. When Clara arrived at the scene, she smelled the romantic air in the room and saw torn lingerie lay scattered across the floor. Jerald knelt before her, stabbing his own chest seven times, swearing he would never betray her again. From that day, Jerald went mad trying to make it up to her. Yet, deep down, Clara knew there was no going back for them. Until a photograph appeared in their mail box that prompted Clara to decide to leave him for good./0/66088/coverorgin.jpg?v=1fd9b7951fad2c8a65ca111e50856e02&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Veil Of Ruse
When Lucia Gomez returns to Mexico City, she takes on a daring disguise as "Emily," her own fiance Diego's driver, to test his loyalty. Hidden behind her new identity, Lucia witnesses Diego's betrayals firsthand, but a twist emerges when Diego starts to fall for Emily, unaware she's the woman he's engaged to. Caught between love and deception, Lucia faces the ultimate choice: reveal her identity and confront Diego or walk away forever. Veil Of Ruse explores love's complexity, loyalty, and the cost of uncovering the truth./0/21963/coverorgin.jpg?v=4d560c2a2817f7804b45c07c5d1d8089&imageMogr2/format/webp)
WHY ME?
Ty, just another skateboarding HS junior, was minding her own legal business when she gets stuck in the middle of a mafia fight with guns, knives, and potato launchers, only armed with her trusty skateboard. What does she do? Runs for her life only to get captured and asked to marry one of the three sons of the don. And then people want to kill her. Obviously./0/90422/coverorgin.jpg?v=128f6af9a20d59579afc1c61c291d478&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The 1314th Jilted Bride
For ten years I planned our dream wedding-over and over-while my CEO fiancé Kody Morgan found ways to miss every single one. Ever since Tonya Buckley, his childhood sweetheart, returned to the country, my wedding had become a ticking time bomb. She caused a scene on the eve of my wedding, and Kody always stood me up. This last time, Tonya cut her finger, and a few drops of blood spilled dramatically. Kody anxiously ran red lights, risking everything to rush her to the ER, insisting the doctor check her carefully. Meanwhile, I faced the guests' derisive stares and received only Kody's dismissive excuse. "Does it have to be today? We've canceled the wedding so many times already, let's reschedule for next weekend. Tonya passes out at the sight of blood, so I need to stay with her. I really hope you understand." He reminisces about their childhood bond, granting Tonya every request, while neglecting me. Actually, I didn't have to marry him. When his absence became a pattern, I chose a man who'd actually appear./0/62195/coverorgin.jpg?v=359dd76f6b4cfe1d4debfcc9e616d847&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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His Sacrifice, Her Freedom
The acceptance letter for architecture school abroad felt like my escape, a tangible sign I was finally putting myself first after years of playing a role. I was Ava Green, once a vibrant art history student, who threw it all away to become the devoted caretaker for Liam Hayes, the brilliant tech mogul who lost his sight in a devastating accident. His family, grateful for my endless devotion, "helped" my grandmother with her medical bills, creating a silent, crushing obligation that bound me to them and to Liam, for years. I became his eyes, his anchor, abandoning my own dreams to stitch his shattered life back together, believing our shared trauma forged an unbreakable love. But then Chloe Davis, his ex-fiancée, a glamorous concert pianist from his "real" world, returned, and I watched his affection fracture, then shift entirely. At his company' s gala, I saw Liam laugh with Chloe, a genuine, unguarded sound I hadn' t heard in months, a brutal reminder that I was just a placeholder. Later, I overheard Chloe tell Liam that I couldn' t be his partner, "not really," and his silence was all the answer I needed. My heart shattered, the realization hitting me: I was a glorified nurse, easily discarded the moment his true equal returned. The public humiliation came swiftly at a charity gala, when Liam' s sister, Sarah, cruelly exposed me as a "charity case" and publicly shamed me, dousing me in wine, while Liam, lost in Chloe' s orbit, remained oblivious. Why didn' t he see me? Why did he let them do this to me after everything I sacrificed? That night, packing my bags, I knew I had to escape this gilded cage; I would reclaim my life, pay back every cent, and build a future where I was seen, for myself./0/97560/coverorgin.jpg?v=de57e8a5f772d6f1e0ed34224d80619e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire Widow's Redemption
For three years, my husband Carter Hancock had erectile dysfunction. Or so he told me. I was the one who pulled him from a fiery car crash, and this marriage was his promise to cherish the hands that saved him. But tonight, I overheard him with my sister-in-law, Jodie. He confessed his condition was a lie to avoid touching me, and that he' d always loved her. Our marriage was just a sham to appease his grandfather. The betrayals kept coming. He claimed she was the one who saved him. He abandoned me during a landslide to rescue her. When I woke up in the hospital with broken ribs, he asked me to donate skin from my leg to fix a scratch on her face. He wanted to mutilate my body for the woman who stole my life, the woman carrying his secret child. My love was a burden, my sacrifice a joke they laughed about behind closed doors. Then I found the final, soul-crushing truth: our marriage certificate was a fake. I was never his wife, just a placeholder. That night, I picked up my phone and called the one person he' d warned me away from. "Alex," I whispered, my voice breaking. "I need to leave. Can you meet me in Europe?"/0/50515/coverorgin.jpg?v=57f8b0d0701db861812a249e6ef5fde8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FROM LOATHING TO LOVE
Silvia Winfold and Antonio Parker's love for each other became the building block of their family's long-time unending rage and hatred for each other. Silvia was ready to defile her family for the boy he loved, A decision that would cost them a lot since the horrific past experiences between their family were unfixable. Anthonio had always wanted to know the mystery behind his father's death since his mom had always shunned any word about his father's identity with a make-to-believe story that he had died after his conception while she also tried to hide her real identity as a notorious gangster from her son. With the pain The winfold had inflicted on Monalisa Parker in the past there was no way she would ever want anything to do with her except for cooperation for vengeful Revenge on Bruno Joe, Antonio's father who must remain dead for hurting her. Will Sylvia and Antonio be able to pull through the consequences and damnation that must accompany their love?/0/48244/coverorgin.jpg?v=95dcea6134e133202e23a6546cfaf49f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Matched With The Student Council President
Aluna, a beautiful and brave seventeen year old girl who doesn't care about any rules. He lives freely and is hassle-free. When he was ten years old, he moved to his grandmother's house and lived there until now. Going in and out of the counseling room is normal for Aluna. Unfortunately, none of this deterred Aluna. Until one day in second grade, an election was held for the new student council president. Elbara Akbar, a handsome, intelligent, popular and orderly man, won decisively over his opponent and is now starting to serve as student council president. If the previous student council president gave in to Aluna's attitude, this is different from Elbara, who took firm action against Aluna's violations, causing the relationship between the two to continue to deteriorate. Unfortunately, one day her grandmother died and Aluna was not accepted by her parents. They handed Aluna over to the Elbara family. Who would have thought that Aluna's grandmother and Elbara's grandmother had made an agreement beforehand, namely to match their grandchildren. Aluna's new life begins here, living in Elbara's house as her fiancé. "Don't touch anything that belongs to me in this house!" "Have you forgotten who I am? The more you forbid and give rules, the more enthusiastic I am to break them!"/1/115405/coverorgin.jpg?v=63bc88b58c62f1ae20b71afaa4cc2bfb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Liar's Lullaby
THERE'S A LIAR IN MY BED AND A BABY ON MY DOORSTEP. My soldiers threw Charlotte at my feet and told me what she was: A thief. A liar. A sneak. I chained her in the cell beneath my mansion with a plan to get rid of her at dawn. But something made me change my mind. That something? A little girl arriving on my doorstep, desperate and alone... With a note in her hand that changes everything. "This is your daughter. Her mother is dead. She's your responsibility now." Now, I need a nanny for the daughter I never knew I had. Lucky for me, I've got the perfect solution... And she's locked up in my cellar as we speak./0/45973/coverorgin.jpg?v=f519081b2aab2d8e9b3bb173365a1f0c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Was Once My Uncle
I quickly combed my hair because it was said that Ninong Raphael's visit was today! Wow after two years we will meet again! I'm thrilled, I've had a crush on Ninong for a long time, it's like he has all the qualities I want in a man. Papa and Uncle Raphael are best friends, in other words Papa and Papa are the same age, they are both 40 years old but Uncle still has no wife until now or maybe he is just waiting for me! Oh my gosh! My flirt! "Erika come down your Godfather is here!" Papa called me. I immediately came out of my room and even beat the runner as I went down the stairs, I was just stunned when Papa and Godfather turned to me at the same time. He is getting more handsome! I think I love my Godfather! "Son, next time I'll remove the stairs so you don't have to run. That's a lot of excitement." Papa laughed at me. Ninong also laughed while holding up the large paper bag she was carrying. "I have something for you, but you need to bless it before you get it." My face got hot when Uncle said that. Can I just kiss instead of Mano?/0/84258/coverorgin.jpg?v=8a848459975829e14c3e48ff7ee050d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Ghost Wife's Reckoning
For three years, I lived as a ghost in my own home, erased from my husband, Congressman Ethan Lester' s, memory after a convenient bout of amnesia. He remembered only his high school sweetheart, Sabrina, who promptly moved into our house, our bed. I was demoted from his brilliant political strategist to a forgotten caregiver, ignored by his staff, pitied by the press. The breaking point wasn't my humiliation, though. It was our son, Leo. When Leo got gravely sick, I begged Ethan to pull strings for a specialist at Johns Hopkins. He looked me straight in the eye, adjusted the tie Sabrina bought him, and chillingly declared, "I don't have a son. I don't know you." Leo died two days later. But then, I overheard Ethan on the phone. "Leo's death? It cements my image. The tragic, sympathetic figure. The voters will eat it up. The VP endorsement is a lock now." He let our son die. For a Senate seat. My grief didn' t just break, it sharpened into a weapon. He was a monster, and I was going to destroy him. That night, Maria Lester disappeared. But Maria Chavez was just beginning./0/81338/coverorgin.jpg?v=5641f70f11e898015cf2752cd1bf0709&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Huge Fortune Calls
I believed in honest work, just like my dad, pouring every calloused dime from double shifts at the auto shop into our "house fund." Jessie, my Jessie, deserved a life better than South Philly, a little house with a picket fence was our shared dream. Every delivery gig after my shift, every tired mile, was for her, for us. But when my dad had a sudden accident, needing emergency surgery I couldn't afford, Jessie vanished. When I finally found her, she casually admitted she' d given over $15,000 of our savings to her deadbeat brother, Kyle, for yet another "startup." The woman I loved, for whom I sacrificed everything, chose her brother' s pipe dreams over my father' s life, forcing me to beg a friend for help. Then came her veiled demands for more cash, her pleas to mortgage my parents' house, and finally, her venomous outburst, calling me a "grease monkey" holding her back. After our furious breakup, she feigned illness, only to vanish again, leaving me with a forged $100,000 loan in my name, a debt orchestrated by her and a crypto fraudster named Chad. When I confronted them, I was brutally beaten and left for dead. Days later, loan sharks arrived at my door, flashing live footage of thugs threatening my recovering father, who collapsed in fear. I was on my knees, broken, devastated, about to sign away my life to pay for her betrayal, wondering how the woman I loved could so thoroughly destroy everything I held dear. But just as my trembling hand reached for the pen, my apartment door exploded open, and in walked a team of men in sharp suits, followed by a distinguished man with silver hair and steel-blue eyes, who looked at me and said, "Ethan Riley? I believe I am your grandfather." My billionaire grandfather. My story wasn't ending; it was just beginning./0/47271/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c2d8556df49a70f88ba9e3413594fb5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Babysitting Dylan
Jocelyn, it's out the Babysitter post is out but..." Daisy said scratching her neck in a stylish way "But what" Jocelyn asked impatiently "Only a male Babysitter needed" Daisy said dropping the bombshell "What!!" Jocelyn said Jocelyn and Daisy were seated facing one another,the price was even increase,if I work for just two month,I would be able to give my children good life"Jocelyn said "I have an idea" Daisy said "What idea?"Jocelyn asked "Disguise as a man"Daisy said,Jocelyn eyes almost pop out of the socket "I know that you don't like me but why did you want to send me into a wolf den,didn't you heard that the boss was a cold hearted man,what if I get killed at a small mistake" Jocelyn said dramatically "Coming from a girl who said 'if she was send into a wolf den she would make friends with them and become their Alpha queen or Luna,think about the amount of the money" Daisy said "You're right,I would go but if anything happen to me,you won't go scot free,if I die you,you die,you know you are my dear blossom friends" Jocelyn said "No now,at least someone should help you spend the money" Daisy said avoiding eye contact with her "You're not a good friend" Jocelyn said "I never said I was before" Daisy said Jocelyn was dressed up as a man,her long hair was roll into a bun which allow her to wear a wig She look exactly like a man "Wealth Family here I come" she said walking out Grab 🍿, settle down 👇, buckle up and follow me Don't miss out! •••••••• Dylan Wealth the young master of the wealth family, He's frustrating, He's annoying, And he's just 6 years of age, His father Kingsley Wealth is well known as a famous billionaire,who runs and owns different company in countries . He was also known for his cold behavior,he was never spotted with a woman,he avoided them like plaque He's just 28 years of age,young and so handsome,his handsomeness is blinding,he was like a fallen angel from heaven,he is attractive,beautiful,clean-cut,dapper,elegant,good-looking,graceful, and lovely. His body features was one of a kind,it was no doubt that his son got his cuteness from him,he was just like a small version of him,cute and has an innocent look which deceive people,just as the saying "Never judge a book by its cover",he is a devil in disguise. He has made his father fire all the nannies that work for him for just little mistake,most of the nanny who came to take care of him,only came for his father,this got him mad and ask his father not to get him a female nanny,but a male nanny. The only person Kingsley care for was his son same goes to Dylan thou they do have some argument The family has been so uptight until she came in Who's she? What can she do? Who can put Dylan in his place? Who can melt the icy billionaire's heart? Who's Dylan mother? Will Dylan and the lady get along? What is the reason behind Kingsley cold behavior? This is a very intriguing and interesting story. You don't wanna miss for anything at all.... Grab your popcorn 🍿, settle down 👇, buckle up and follow me Don't miss out! •••••••••/0/48569/coverorgin.jpg?v=558febd7f98725f7a35a15f824dff3e9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loving the Mafia Lord
Tallulah's life comes crashing down when she is given off to Mateo Hernando, a ruthless Spanish Mafia lord in an arranged marriage which would secure a loan for her father. She goes to live with Mateo and things get rocky especially when she starts falling in love with him. What then happens when his old flame, Annika reappears after several years of being away and is hell bent on separating them? And what lengths will Annika go to and which extreme measures will she take to get her lover back? How then does it end for both Mateo and Tallulah? Ride along on this intriguing rollercoaster to follow up on their love story./0/81014/coverorgin.jpg?v=b997875411ccb553e7b4879cddbac0f9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No More Chains: The Wife's Escape
My tenth wedding anniversary gala at our lavish Napa Valley estate should have been a dream, but for ten years I’d lived a gilded nightmare crafted by Julian Thorne. Tonight, my tech mogul husband took his public humiliation ritual to new depths, introducing his barely-out-of-her-teens mistress on stage, then demanding I strip my designer gown and a priceless family heirloom necklace to give to her as a "welcome gift." When I finally uttered "divorce," he scoffed, offering a multi-million-dollar "severance package" but coldly emphasized that my ailing father's costly medical care depended entirely on his whims, turning my raw pain into a grotesque public spectacle for the guests to bet on. That very night, fueled by rage, Julian trapped me in the wine cellar, convinced I'd never truly walk away, as my mother lay dying from a car accident I couldn't reach her from, leaving me to beat bloody fists against the locked door. Reaching the hospital too late, and later enduring a final, devastating blow as Julian’s mistress orchestrated my father’s quiet death with his chilling disregard, left me utterly shattered, yet terrifyingly, undeniably, free from his last cruel hold. With every lifeline severed, and nothing left for Julian to control or threaten, the broken woman he thought he owned finally died, and a new, formidable force awoke, ready to unleash a vengeance he never saw coming, starting now./0/84583/coverorgin.jpg?v=dcf14e9247b3af12907e8c9a147e8994&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price of Control
The hospital room reeked of disinfectant, a scent that couldn't mask the sickness or the despair. Rain lashed against the window, mirroring the storm inside me. I had just undergone an induced abortion, the end of a life and, I thought, the end of my marriage. Then my phone lit up with a news alert: a picture of my husband, Liam Sterling, arm in arm with my best friend, Chloe Davis, announcing a groundbreaking partnership. Not only had he betrayed me with her, but he'd also stolen the design project I poured my soul into, destroying my professional reputation overnight. My mother, fragile and unconscious in the bed beside me, was a stark reminder of how much I had neglected her, consumed by the 'perfect' city life Liam had so meticulously crafted. His unexpected arrival at the hospital, playing the part of the concerned husband, only twisted the knife deeper. He wasn' t concerned for me, but for his public image, even manipulating doctors to keep me confined, a prisoner in a gilded cage. Why was he doing this? Was it just about control, about power, or was there something darker at play? I felt like a puppet in his twisted game, humiliated and helpless, wondering what else he truly owned. But then, a glimmer of hope: a whispered note from a kind stranger, Marcus Thorne, promising help. And just as quickly, it was snatched away, leaving me more isolated than ever, trapped by a man who claimed to protect me while actively destroying my world./0/85232/coverorgin.jpg?v=88f262d56c7b5703811e0c91fbe14724&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years, A Beautiful Placeholder
Tonight was supposed to be perfect, our fifth wedding anniversary, and I, Ava Monroe, was glowing, a secret smile playing on my lips for the news I planned to share with my loving husband, Liam. But then, a strange, unlocked phone in his study revealed a picture: Liam with another woman, Sophia Chen, whose hand clung to his with an intimacy that made my blood run cold. Hidden, I heard his voice, tender and intimate, confirming my worst fears about Sophia and a chilling dismissiveness towards me: "Ava doesn\'t suspect a thing. She\'s probably in the kitchen, playing the perfect wife, just like always." He then spoke of a "real, legally binding" marriage that wasn\'t ours, calling our five years "a beautiful placeholder," a "five-year arrangement that\'s about to end." My perfect life shattered, exposing his carefully constructed deceit. My heart hammered with a terrifying realization: I was pregnant with his child, a child conceived in a lie, while he was secretly married to another woman. Then, at a charity gala, with my arm still bruised from Sophia\'s staged fall and Liam\'s furious accusations, I saw them. Under the table, while he held my hand for the cameras, his other hand stroked hers-a secret, intimate gesture meant for me. The sheer audacity, the cold, calculated performance, didn\'t even hurt anymore; it simply filled me with a profound, soul-crushing boredom. I just wanted out. Suddenly, a searing pain ripped through my body, as I collapsed, instinctively knowing Sophia had poisoned me, and Liam, blinded by his own narrative, walked away, leaving me to my fate. Waking up alone in a sterile hospital room, no longer pregnant, I learned the truth: Sophia had tried to kill me, and Liam' s betrayal went deeper than I ever imagined. I would disappear, but not before leaving behind the unedited truth of his monstrous betrayal./0/75823/coverorgin.jpg?v=67c31198f58c0f05cf20ade932885c15&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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