Romance Books for Women
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No Pity For The Man Who Broke Me
My eighth wedding anniversary. The house felt as cold as the lilies Michael' s assistant sent, a bouquet chosen by the woman he spent more time with than me. He was on another "business trip" with Chloe. When I finally reached him, his voice was dismissive, distant. "I want a divorce, Michael. " He just hung up. What truly broke me wasn't the flowers, but his chilling indifference when I confessed my miscarriage, alone, the night he' d chosen Chloe' s manufactured crisis over me. He simply dismissed my grief, then refused to sign the papers. He then tried to lure me back by faking our son Leo' s illness, trapping me at his family's Hamptons estate. There, his ice-blooded mother, sneering sister, and Chloe ganged up, publicly questioning my stability. "If you can't behave, you can eat in the kitchen," Michael snarled, treating me like hired help. Years of quiet endurance, of shrinking myself to fit his world, shattered. How could the man who once swore "forever" become this stranger, this monster who actively conspired to humiliate me? My disgust was absolute. But the old Sarah was gone. I snatched my wine glass, looked his smug sister straight on, and slowly, deliberately, poured the entire contents over her pristine dress. "You disgust me," I declared, tossing the divorce papers at Michael. I walked out, finally free./0/90536/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251104074432&imageMogr2/format/webp)
As I Lay Dying He Is With His Soulmate in Labor
On Valentine's Day, I was diagnosed with advanced stomach cancer, with less than a month left to live. As I was engulfed in confusion and panic, Sebastian Nash knelt before me with a pained expression, saying, "I'm sorry, Betsy. I've fallen in love with another woman." He then promised me seriously, "I haven't cheated on you. What I share with her is a deep emotional bond. We won't have sex, and my feelings and commitment to you remain unchanged. I will continue to fulfill my duties as your husband." Clutching the diagnosis report tightly, I managed to force out a few words, "Okay. I will let you be together." Sebastian was both surprised and worried as he embraced me, saying, "Betsy, don't leave me. I love her, but I love you more. Please don't be angry or make trouble with me." I gave a bitter smile, "I won't." As a dying person, there was nothing worth crying or fussing over./0/86938/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106213102&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fiancee Who Stole My Life
The company was in chaos. My fiancée, Olivia Hayes, CEO of Hayes Innovations, was announcing her engagement to her high school sweetheart, Daniel Sterling. But the tech world wasn' t buzzing about their reunited love story; it was buzzing about something else-my disappearance. I was gone, vanished, while Olivia, arm-in-arm with Daniel, declared on live television that her wedding gift would be the patent for "Prometheus AI" -my life' s work, which I called Aegis. It was intended for her, a wedding gift from me. Watching from a hotel room in Zurich, I saw my life publicly dismantled. The comment sections cheered on their "love story," calling them a power couple, while I was dismissed as the "forgotten partner." Daniel sealed my humiliation with a passionate kiss, claiming our shared history. Then, Olivia, triumphant, announced Daniel would fund Prometheus' s next phase, holding up my creation as her dowry. My genius, the culmination of years of secret work, was being used to celebrate my own betrayal. The sudden, urgent "business trip" she' d arranged for me, her insistence I go alone-it was all a deliberate trap to get me out of the way. She thought I was just a tech entrepreneur, but I was a prodigy, recruited by a clandestine government agency; Aegis, her "Prometheus," was a strategic asset for the U.S. government-and announcing it as her dowry was a federal crime. My phone vibrated with her hollow apologies. But I felt no anger, no heartbreak, just profound weariness. The man who loved Olivia Hayes was gone, replaced by someone colder, harder. I looked at the glittering Zurich lights, and I knew what I had to do. I picked up the phone, scrolled to an unlisted contact: Agent Smith. "Miller," a gruff voice answered. "It's 3 a.m. here. This had better be a matter of national security." "It is," I said, my voice devoid of emotion. "Get me a flight. I' m coming home. Now."/0/80837/coverorgin.jpg?v=b200ed33fc6107482cef119356970caa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress Who Rose From The Ashes
I loved Blake Vanderbilt with everything I had. He was my world, and when he told me about his rare, career-ending nerve condition, my heart truly shattered. The experimental treatment was $80,000, a fortune for a struggling songwriter like me, but I would do anything. So, I sold my father's most treasured possession, a vintage 1959 Gibson Les Paul, the last piece I had of him. Handing over that guitar felt like losing a piece of my soul, but it was for Blake, for us, for our music. Days later, bringing him cookies at his upscale clinic, I overheard voices from a half-open door. "Can you believe she actually sold it?" Chloe Astor's mocking laugh cut through me. Then Blake's voice, clear and strong, "Eighty grand, straight into my account. Paid for this lovely clinic visit, and Chloe's new demo." My blood ran cold. They had laughed about my sacrifice, my tears, and planned to play a video of my heartbreak at a party – my birthday party. The cookies clattered to the floor, my world crumbling around me. He was healthy, radiant, and everything had been a lie. The betrayal knocked the air from my lungs. How could someone I loved so deeply be so monstrously cruel? Weeks later, after being publicly humiliated and assaulted by Chloe's friends, waking up in a hospital bed with stitches in my head, I received a cryptic text. It was from a lawyer, informing me that my long-lost grandfather, a legendary music mogul, had just passed away. And he'd left his entire multi-million dollar estate to me./0/22486/coverorgin.jpg?v=ac316f799d60396b58d314c3f5aa94a9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love that lasts
Casanova, bad boy, innovator, heartless man, ruthless, perfectionist... Aryan Kapoor was called many things. Success followed him and girls chased him, thanks to the heady mix of his brilliant mind, devilish charm and hunky body. Love, commitment and happily ever after... These were not meant for him. He learnt this bitter truth seven years ago from Chandni, his supposed soulmate. He felt nothing but hatred towards Chandni now. He has moved on... Then why is he still haunted by the romantic moments and passionate nights he shared with Chandni? And why has she come back to ruin his life again, after seven years? As they stood facing each other, it was hard to define the feelings on Aryan and Chandni's faces. Hatred? Loathing? A Sense of Betrayal? Or was there somewhere a suppressed feeling of a love that lasted... despite everything./1/101956/coverorgin.jpg?v=a77f0b202eee7514f406890a04030524&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Mother's Ashes, My Fury Unleashed
My husband Collin forced me to watch him with his mistress, Jaime, calling it my "education" on how to be a woman. This was my reality for months, even on our wedding anniversary. He refused to pay for my mother's life-saving treatment, causing her death. Then, he let Jaime beat me so severely that I miscarried the baby I didn't even know I was carrying, leaving me unable to ever have children. As if that wasn't enough, Jaime shattered my mother's urn in front of me and fed her ashes to a dog, all while Collin watched. My mother's last words were, "Stop begging him." She left me a number for my estranged uncle, a powerful man I barely knew. When I called him, he sent a jet to bring me to London. Now, I'm back. Not as the broken wife he discarded, but as the new CEO of his collapsing company, ready to take everything from him./0/45326/coverorgin.jpg?v=4458e725035c4354a2a9325f66f1d3a5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire's Admirable Bride
“What are you doing out here by the road at this late hour of the night?“ he asked, his eyes watching her. “Come with me," he offered, but Olima was afraid of him. Trusting him, she finally accepted his hands and followed him home. .. Olima Adams, a 17-year-old girl was sent away from her parent's house at night. Luckily, she met a man, who took her home. His mother refused, but this man had his eyes on her. What do you think would transpired between them? Read to find out./0/90067/coverorgin.jpg?v=bc527f7b6209619620f00b9d4d2881cf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Son's Watch Exposed My Husband's Lies
My son, Leo, died a month ago from what they called a tragic accident. My husband, Benedict, has been my rock, holding me together as our world ended. But when he brought the nanny, Kendall, to our home, he wasn't comforting me. He was comforting her. He called me hysterical for wanting to plan our son's funeral because it was upsetting Kendall. That night, I heard them together in the guest room. His low rumble, her soft reply. In a desperate need to feel close to my son, I went to his room and found his smartwatch. The one he was supposed to be wearing that day. I charged it, and a notification popped up: Leo's Journey - Data Upload Complete. I pressed play and heard it all. My son, begging for me as he baked to death in the car. Kendall, telling him to be quiet before locking the doors. The betrayal was absolute. My grief vanished, replaced by a cold, hard clarity. My husband wasn't just cheating on me; he was protecting our son's murderer. I scrolled past my family and friends and found the name of my husband's biggest rival. "Chase," I said when he answered, my voice steady and unrecognizable. "I'm leaving the company. I need a change of scenery."/0/95073/coverorgin.jpg?v=485afaa8df7e0cc917da2ec77c278b9b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Death Countdown
On our wedding anniversary, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and I only had three months to live. I planned to tell my husband, Tobias Wright, but I accidentally heard a conversation between him and his mother, Joanna Wright, when I was outside the study. "Mom, she's finally going to die. I've been waiting for that day for five years." "Don't rush, Tobias. Once she's gone, her heart can be given to Jolie." So I realized that they had an evil plan when Tobias decided to marry me. They had just wanted my healthy heart. I laughed. Then I decided that I would give them a taste of their own medicine for their five years of 'anticipation.'/1/107588/coverorgin.jpg?v=abbf314ef5c3306f229160157f335907&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married To The Riveted Duke
"...If she gets close to me by chance, I'll be force to separate you from her." He threatened his wife. "If we aren't welcome, we may as well leave your house and go back to where we came from." She replied boldly. "And you think I'll allow you to go that easily?...You're my wife and whatever I say stands. Don't think you can get away from me easily." ******************************************* Rebecca's only desire is to be with the one she thinks loves her. But her heart gets broken when he leaves her and ends the relationship. She conceals her pregnancy and deals with her burden alone. Duke Williams seeks her hand in marriage and marries her, well aware that she is pregnant with another's child. As she lives with her husband, she realizes the true reasons why he had married her. Duke Williams has been her secret admirer, obsessed with her beauty and only wants her for himself. Rebecca's love life gets threatened when her child's father returns and an unexpected ex moves into her husband's house. Will she be able to save everything she loves or let her home fall apart?/0/56746/coverorgin.jpg?v=124dd2e5b502e4b9228d478bcedb47f7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden Love: Touch Me Honey
Warning: This novel has mature content meant for adults who likes smut, raw and unfiltered words. if you're a lover of romance, forbidden love and dark secrets this is for you. ******* "Brother, I'm pregnant with our child" "Get rid of it it would be too shameful for people to hear, how could you not know contraceptive? what a shame " The man said coldly as he stormed out of the room leaving behind the stunned Clarissa./0/22017/coverorgin.jpg?v=f2e9ccd70cc51c9e71803d28576b5c82&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha Prince And His Human Mate
Jane is human is girl living with her sibling Tonia and Tony, learning that her siblings her not normal human but werewolves and the surprising part is that she is one of them but her wolf can’t show up due to an incident which happened years back. Moving to White moon pack with her siblings for her protection and constant nightmare, because she is an introvert who interacts with no one except her brother and sister. Getting to White moon pack changed it all when she found out that she mated to the Alpha prince, and a soon to be Luna. She wants to reject him because she thinks he is crazy, wanting to her to marry him the first time they met. Will she reject or accept him?/0/82871/coverorgin.jpg?v=f5dc906e4e75e4f679484fb7f790d43d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Fiancée's Sweet Escape
My eyes snapped open in the blinding hospital light. A nurse murmured the date: July 15th, 2013. The number slammed into me. It couldn't be. That was ten years ago. Ten years before the crash that supposedly just happened. Ten years before I, Sarah Miller, endured a decade of quiet suffocation married to Ethan Hayes. In my real recent past, just before the crash, I'd discovered gut-wrenching betrayal: Ethan and Olivia Cartwright, his high-school flame, renewed vows in secret. While I was still his wife. The misery, the constant, gnawing neglect, Ethan's emotional energy poured into Olivia like water into sand—it all came rushing back. He had lived a double life, building a separate future with another woman while married to me. My spirit, a withered thing, had accepted it. Now, I was back. Before the suffering, before the constant, soul-crushing betrayal. A cruel irony: my alleged accident had sent me backward in time, to before the misery even began. The quiet misery was a screaming void. I just relived it, and realized I was about to restart it. But not this time. This was it. My second chance. Ethan could have Olivia. He could have her from the start. Sarah Miller was not walking that path again. I was going to orchestrate their "happiness" and secure my own escape into a real life./0/86782/coverorgin.jpg?v=d79443fed998cdca686847c368d45627&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Promise Kept, A Heart Healed
Tomorrow was supposed to be my wedding day. But a cold feeling spread through my chest as I stood outside the bathroom door of my fiancé, Liam Harrison, the man I' d known since foster care. Inside, I heard his desperate moan: "Ashley..." Ashley Peterson. My high school tormentor. The one who called him a "freak" and poured scalding coffee on him. My heart shattered as he moaned her name again, pure pleasure. His phone buzzed, the name Ashley Peterson lit up the screen. He answered, his voice instantly soft, almost pleading. "You better be. Don' t think for a second that just because you' re marrying that pathetic little charity case, you can forget about me," she spat. He lied about checking work email, grabbed his keys, and left. I followed. He drove not to his office, but to an expensive bakery. I watched as he bought her a ridiculous cake. He' d hired her as his personal assistant, saying it was revenge. But I' d found his old journals. They weren't about revenge. They were filled with her name, detailing a twisted obsession. At the bakery, Ashley took the cake. "It' s my birthday tomorrow, Liam. I have a wish. Ditch the wedding. Don' t marry her." He stiffened, but she purred, "You don't love her. You love me." I watched as he slowly, almost imperceptibly, nodded. My heart turned to ice. I cancelled the wedding, packed my bags, and started the process to move to Europe. But Ashley wasn't done. She showed up at my home, treating our staff like servants. "This is my house now." The confrontation escalated, and she deliberately threw scalding soup on me. "Now you have a scar to match your pathetic life." Liam walked in, and she shrieked, "She attacked me!" He didn' t even look at my burns. He cradled her. "Chloe, what the hell is wrong with you?" Even with witnesses, he chose to believe her. He carried her out to the hospital, leaving me behind-alone, shattered, and betrayed. He tried to buy my forgiveness with designer gifts, but I saw him for what he was: a weak man controlled by toxic obsession. Then, at a charity gala, Ashley, desperate, bid a ridiculous amount on a bracelet. Liam publicly rejected her, and she flew into a rage, smashing the bracelet and fleeing. He followed her into the garden. I watched as he gently comforted her for losing a childhood memento. She gave him a deep, demanding kiss, and he returned it passionately. The world tilted. It wasn' t just sick obsession. It was love. I finally understood my place. He loved me like a sister he was indebted to, like a pet he felt responsible for. But he desired Ashley. Her cruelty was affection, my devotion a burden. I was the safe harbor, she the storm. I didn' t want his pity, his candy, his hollow promises. I wanted to be free. The morning of the wedding, I abandoned my dress, shattered my phone, and threw away my ring. I was finally, truly, gone./0/80681/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ca7e4d54d5ec52e4efc7a83551f5222&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire
My life as Sarah Miller, an architect flourishing in New York, felt divinely blessed after marrying the charismatic Michael Thompson. But this dream quickly twisted into a grotesque nightmare when Michael’s twin brother, David, tragically died, prompting his formidable mother to demand he father an heir with my sister, Jessica – David’s grieving widow – to secure their prestigious lineage. Though Michael publicly pledged loyalty to me, I soon discovered him secretly entwined with Jessica, their nightly affair mocking my marriage. I was systematically gaslighted by both families, accused of selfishness, and forced into excruciating public humiliations, culminating in a fabricated "miscarriage scare" engineered by Jessica, leading me to be physically beaten and then compelled to give blood to my sister, who was carrying Michael's child. The man who'd made me feel seen and cherished now personified betrayal, his "duty to David" a vile justification for his actions, leaving me isolated and utterly broken. How could my own husband and sister inflict such deliberate, soul-crushing anguish and still expect my compliance? Consumed by cold fury, I secretly filed for divorce, fled to Florence, and when Michael, oblivious, inevitably pursued me, I initiated my own meticulously crafted, jaw-dropping scheme: I announced I would be bearing a child for another man, a cruel mirror to his own betrayal, ensuring he would finally feel the agonizing depth of his sins./0/62065/coverorgin.jpg?v=ad687f07788c87254699668097919690&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha boys
Killian Alpha Zade Alpha Hardin Alpha Jordan Alpha Four unhinged boys who came out of their mother at once as quadruplets. Born into the great Alpha family, the most toxic royal-mafia family in Italy. Their father... Malachi Alpha is the Overlord of every mafia clan in the country. There are numerous mafia clans in Italy, and each clan has a boss, but every single boss is still under Malachi... He's the boss of all bosses, they submit to him. He controls the Italian mafia organization. His wife ... Aurora Alpha is the complete opposite of him. The mother of the quadruplets... She's as soft as a feather. Now back to our four hot boys. They might be mafia heirs, but they're also gangsters themselves. They call themselves Alpha Boys, and anywhere they storm, blood flows. As ruthless as they are, they're teens, students of the biggest school in Italy.... Royal Pride High. It's a mafia school, made for kids whose parents are in the mafia organization. Students bow anytime the boys show up, they're the school kings. Their words are law and they're free to kill and torment anyone who fûcks up on the school grounds. Then there's our girl.... Zinnia Holt. Her parents aren't in the mafia... She lost her mum already, and she stays with her dad who's an insane drunkard. She's just an ordinary girl who luckily got into the school. Luckily? That changed to unfortunately when she made the mistake of letting the leader of Alpha Boys notice her on her first day. She can't escape, she's trapped. The devil inserted himself deep into her world. She became his pretty little prey, and he became her predator who hunts her. "He won't let go of her till she bows to his lust and satisfies his cravings" Aren't you curious about what this means? Where will the hunt lead to? Is she gonna bow? And are you ready to enter the student-mafia world of deep secrets and hot dramas ? Just hop on this ride with me, don't dare miss out! ***/0/32342/coverorgin.jpg?v=0a2c610e9489b0ae16ca8a43896cf0a6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Destined Couple: Want Nobody But You
Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, however, she chose to work as a manager in a well-known enterprise. The day she celebrated her boyfriend's birthday, she was set up and had a one night stand with a stranger. She left before he woke up and even paid him 250 dollars. Yet, the man was no other than the cold CEO and famous heartthrob. Seeing the bills she left, he suppressed his burning anger and swore to make her pay the price. The love game started now./0/58467/coverorgin.jpg?v=826938fa2d6147a359ff89b8580da6c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Paradise in My World : Series #1
A story of an extraordinary girl from the Island of Siargao. All about her life experiences, her feelings, and her sacrifices. She focuses on her family, but one day her priorities were changed. She experienced more of a life that she felt like living on with it and not just barely surviving. Would she be able to adapt to it? Will her sacrifices be paid off?/0/98202/coverorgin.jpg?v=1f379c75b79c0cb8d7353afe9d1e0479&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire's Unlikely Bride
The Barrett family and Prescott family agreed to ally with each other 20 years ago. The son of the Barrett family was to marry the first daughter of the Prescott family. But what happens when Mason refuses to marry the unknown girl his family chose for him? In an attempt to escape this alliance, he ends up marrying the second daughter of the Prescott family, Raven. This causes the first daughter, Blair, to despise her little sister even more. Blair and her mother, Lenora, try desperately to make Mason divorce Raven, but will they succeed? What happens when a new problem arises as Mason's obsessed ex wants him back? Find out in this thrilling tale./0/84592/coverorgin.jpg?v=a7d6ef12979ca68b52b5b5902bd69ddf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
