Romance Books for Women
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A Home For Christmas
Christmas is the most magical time of the year, right? That may be true for most people but not Julia. Julia has never had an easy life, she has been homeless for as long as she can remember and now she is raising a three-year-old the same way. She wants more for them both but she has no way of changing things, besides she's soon going to have to leave the only place that she's ever called home to keep them both safe. If anyone finds out her secret her world will be blown apart and that's something that she can't allow to happen. Riley has had the best life imaginable. He has loving parents, grandparents and his best friend Joshua has been by his side since he was a young child. He also runs several successful businesses and has everything he wants in life except for one thing... love. He wants someone to love, to cherish but his past still has a tight grip on him and holds a secret that not even he knows about. What will happen when both worlds collide? Can Julia get the Christmas that she has always dreamed of for her and her little girl? Can Riley learn to forget his past so that he can move forward and when Juila's secret is revealed and blows both of their worlds apart, will it bring them together or tear them even further apart and destroy Julia's world, just like she has always feared it would?/0/32975/coverorgin.jpg?v=b8171dcea06a3b6bc17f4f8548619810&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Held Against My Will
CEO Billionaire Boston Kincaid was walking home from the office one night on the streets of Chicago. He finds himself in an unexpectedly dangerous situation. He sees this beautiful girl he takes against her will. Or is it the other way around? You'll have to read it to find out! But this CEO has become a different man in the face of danger! His family, friends, and the authorities are searching for him. But does Boston want to be found? It's a romantic sizzling thriller! Will this billionaire ever be the same again after what he experienced? You'll have to read his exciting story to find out! It's a page-turner!/0/24371/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220119190529&imageMogr2/format/webp)
What's left of me
Love is many things sometimes it comes into our life and saves us other times it breaks us. When we fall in love we lose a part of us because we become the person we think they want us to be. What happens when we build our whole world around that person and they leave? We are left to pick up the broken pieces of our shattered heart to give the next person what's left./0/85225/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106205828&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Road of A Unwanted Wife To Her True Home
The first time I saw proof of my husband' s affair, it wasn' t some hushed secret, but splashed across the internet for everyone to see. Grainy paparazzi photos showed Ethan Carter, the formidable head of Carter Industries, at a parent-child carnival, dressed in a ridiculous bear mascot costume, holding a little boy' s hand and smiling at the woman beside him. That woman was Isabella, his ex-fiancée, and the boy was their son, Leo. They looked like the perfect family. My first instinct was to call my PR team to scrub the photos, but Ethan had already beaten me to it, making them vanish, a stark reminder that our marriage was nothing more than a strategic business merger. Then, they arrived at my doorstep: Ethan, Isabella, and Leo-a picture-perfect trio, while I, his legal wife, stood an outsider in my own home. Leo, a three-year-old, kicked my shin and shrieked, "You stole my dad!" Ethan, instead of chastising his son, turned his icy gaze on me and declared, "He' s just a child. Besides, Isabella raised him alone all these years. I owe her." His words cut deeper than any physical blow. In three years of marriage, he had never once scolded me, yet now, he defended his ex-fiancée and her child against me, his wife, with a chilling coldness. That night, Isabella, with a triumphant smirk, flaunted a hickey, whispering, "As long as Leo is around, Ethan and I can never truly be cut apart. Give him back to me." My composure cracked, replaced by a cold, searing rage. Love? For people like us, it was the most insignificant thing in the world. Three strikes, Ethan. You' re out./0/58005/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed95c5f48a4ab1583e1404a5fca7ea54&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE INDEBTED BRIDE: TRAPPED IN A CONTRACT
Taraji Inez Monroe was going through the toughest time of her life. Her mother had been diagnosed with a serious heart condition and needed emergency surgery to get a stent put in. The only problem was that the surgery cost a fortune, and Tara was desperate to find a way to save her mother's life. She had been blessed with good looks and a banging body, and she knew that there was only one thing she could sell to raise the money her mother needed. And what better place than a high-end club to kickstart her plan where she knew the highest bidders would be? As she made her way through the swarming mass of people, her gaze fell upon a man who emanated an aura of mystery. He was ruggedly handsome, with sharp features and a firm jawline. His eyes were deep-set and piercing. Despite his captivating appearance, there was an air of arrogance about him that made her hesitate and before she knew it, she was in his hotel room bent over. Antonio Nikos Valioso, the bipolar heir claimed her virtue in the most brutal way possible and then announced that he would marry her as tradition demanded. .../0/86633/coverorgin.jpg?v=f2b40b5c5fa508d73e49ed8cd43f682a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Betrayal, Her Unveiling Power
Three years into the apocalypse, I thought Caleb and I were a team, a family. Then I watched his hand stroke my younger sister Chloe' s knee, his thumb drawing slow, deliberate circles. He' d always protected me… or so I thought, until he publicly discarded me, allowing his men to hurt and humiliate me, all while my sister pretended to be ill, framing me with a raw egg and reveling in my pain. How could he betray me like this? How could my own sister hate me so much? As I lay broken and humiliated, a memory flashed: Liam, the kind-faced man from another life who had always tried to save me. This time, I' d take matters into my own hands./0/22181/coverorgin.jpg?v=3eadc5c7590b03aabd534c06eb52e212&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Unwanted Billionaire
“Tell me, Eleanor, do you like seeing me like this? Do you like seeing me angry with you?” he yells, banging the spot above my head. I keep my mouth shut so I don’t say the wrong thing and make him angrier. “Fucking answer me,” he says, roughly shaking my body. “N-N-N-o-o,” I stammer. Two-letter words have never felt more challenging in my life. “If you don't, then why don't you ever listen to me? The spanking wasn’t enough? Do you need me to unleash my beast on you before you listen to me?” he asks, and I shake my head this time to tell him no. I wonder what it’d be like if he released his inner beast. I would probably die because without it, I’m suffering already. “Then give me a reason why I shouldn't take you across my legs right now and give you twenty lashes on each ass cheek for laughing at something Evan said,” he says, and I pause for a minute. He’s furious with me because I laughed at what Evan said. I know he told me not to smile at other men except him, but this is too much, even for him. He’s angry because I laughed. I can't believe this. Does he expect me not to laugh when someone says something funny? If he does, then Mr. Crawford needs to get himself checked into a psych hospital because he’s crazy. “You shouldn't spank me because it's my right to laugh or not at what Evan said.” “You see, Eleanor, that's where you’re wrong. Only I can tell you if you can laugh or not.” “Excuse me?” I ask, looking at him confused and wondering if he’s on something. “I own your laughter, Eleanor.” “No, you don't.” “I do. And not just your laughter. I own all of you.” “No, you don't,” I repeat. Is something wrong with Mr. Crawford? Why in God's name would he think he owns me? “Yes, I do. I own all of you,” he says, whispering into my ear --------------------------------- Eleanor Brown is a lovely lady trying to make ends meets. She lands a job after an unfortunate event happens to her. She is excited and can't wait to start a new chapter in her life. Unknowing to Eleanor, this new chapter of her life will be filled with a lot of troubles. Her boss, Jason Crawford, believes Eleanor wants to work for him for other reasons, and since he can't fire Eleanor, he decides to make things difficult for her. Will Eleanor survive working with a boss who hates her, or will she quit and back off the deal even though she needs money?/0/24684/coverorgin.jpg?v=274d67a37026667475ad1daa9eb2d9a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
GROWING UP WITH MY LOVE
Nelina and Royce both promised themselves that being in a relationship is not their priority. They met when they were both messed up. An accident that occurred almost two years ago instantly changed the course of Nelina's life. Losing their prominent status was why Nelina was bullied in school and had an abusive boyfriend. Nelly's past relationship made her aloof to men and focused on herself and her family. Almost at the same time, Royce lost his grannies and was left alone. He was forced to manage their business at a young age. His life fell apart when his then-girlfriend Roxie dumped him with no explanation. However, Nelina and Royce somehow grew an affection for each other because they shared the same sentiment. But the past relationship's pain comes haunting them again when both of their exes come back at an unexpected time. How will Nelina and Royce step out from their shell and heal the wounds of the past? Will they give themselves a second chance to love again?/0/28595/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260518210107&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Slave To Sensation
Sonia was raised up by a popular chef after the miserable death of her sister. She gets offered a job as a maid in a popular multi billionaire woman house to earn money in order to go back to school but everything becomes a nightmare when she came across the woman son whose name was Keith, a cold and arrogant guy who believes money is everything/0/19991/coverorgin.jpg?v=b70a172d5384c99a25035a3b8318f348&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unforgettable Pleasure
Pleasure Series #1 : Roxanne Parks Roxanne "Roxy" Parks is the black sheep of her family. A party-loving, seductress who has never had issues getting guys. She has moved through her life going between meaningless flings and a one-night stand. Not wanting to commit to anyone she loves the freedom she has. When she met a stranger one night, he awakens something inside her. As it appears that she might have finally found someone special. There is a catch she's about to discover when he turns up in her life in a most unexpected way. In a web of lust, secret, sex and love. Let the game for their heart begin. But someone's might just get broken along the way./0/53625/coverorgin.jpg?v=10e0a83559d5482c89eb6a99d3113236&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Emotionless Goddess
Miranda Lambert kisses a stranger in a club. The following day, she is embroidered in a scandal with the famous model, Justin Reign. To save the beauty from the angry fans, he brings her back to the house. Will the two people from two different worlds come to embrace the love blooming between them. When Justin realizes that money, power and good looks ain't enough to win his Emotionless goddess, What path would he follow to have her heart?/0/83661/coverorgin.jpg?v=06c55f894e752f1e0b94c110609ef440&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Woman He Left For Dead
My husband, Liam, the anchor I' d clung to for ten years, just filed for divorce. Standing outside the Houston courthouse, the bone-deep chill wasn' t just from the freak Texas snow; it was the cold truth of his disdain. He sped off in his Porsche, leaving me stranded, echoing his brutal words: "You need to learn to stand on your own." Back in our sterile mansion, two crushing secrets sat on my nightstand: a diagnosis of Stage IV pancreatic cancer and an ultrasound photo showing I was ten weeks pregnant. He never came home to find them. Instead, I called him, only for a pop starlet' s syrupy voice to answer-the woman he was having an affair with. In that gut-wrenching moment, my despair didn't break me; it hardened. I was dying, pregnant, and abandoned by the man who promised forever. I burned my secrets in the fireplace, the smoke stinging my eyes, then called Liam back. "I' m contesting the divorce." My voice was steady, newfound steel replacing shattered hope. I would drag this out, make it messy, expose him. If he wanted his freedom, he' d have to come home. He' d have to spend our last thirty days together. This was no longer about love; it was about survival, and I wouldn't be discarded./0/86164/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106211511&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wife's Betrayal, My New Beginning
My hands, once surgeons' hands, now trembled balancing champagne glasses at an elite medical summit. My wife, Sarah, lay in a coma, kept alive by machines. My daughter, Lily, traumatized, diagnosed with severe autism, was a ghost in our home. My career, my reputation, my life – all shattered by a malpractice suit that wasn't my fault, and an amusement park incident that left me with broken ribs and my family broken beyond repair. I poured every last cent, every ounce of my being, into their care, working menial jobs just to survive. Then, a voice announced a speaker on stage: "Dr. Sarah Miller, presenting 'New Advances in Brainstem Injury Repair'..." The name, the topic, the face I saw under the spotlight, hit me like a physical blow. It was Sarah. My Sarah. Confident, brilliant, and clearly not comatose. The champagne tray slipped. Crash. Security grabbed me, but I didn't care. "She's my wife! Sarah! She should be in the ICU right now! She's in a coma!" Her eyes, for a split second, flickered with panic before settling into cold composure. The man next to her, Andrew Sterling, CEO of Sterling Medical Group, stepped forward, handing me a business card, his face full of contempt. Whispers of their shared past, of her being his company's chief expert, swirled around me, twisting the knife. Was our entire nine-year marriage a lie? The applause for the brilliant Dr. Miller mocked my agony, making me wonder if I had been the biggest fool of all./0/29221/coverorgin.jpg?v=f459832e64123ed94c29e376f5ff3b45&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha's Beautiful Wife
Luna was born on the night of the full moon, a passerby told her parents: "When she's 18, she's going to have a big accident." 18 years on, people have forgotten about this. Luna, when taking a yearbook photo, suddenly disappeared. She is lost in a strange land, where two tribes of wolves are fighting. Luna was brought back by Mark as a trophy. He is strong and ruthless while she is thin and weak. What will Luna's fate be?/0/85382/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106210026&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Bride's Rebirth: A Vengeful Heart
The sterile scent of antiseptic clung to me, a cruel reminder of my last moments. Just hours after giving birth, my stepsister, Emily, forced poison down my throat, her beautiful face twisted in a triumphant smirk. My husband, Mark, stood by, his hands pinning me to the hospital bed, his eyes cold and indifferent as life drained from mine. They told the world I died of childbirth complications; a tragic accident. Emily and Mark built their perfect family on the foundation of my unmarked grave. But then, a violent gasp jolted me awake. I shot up in bed, my chest heaving, the scent of antiseptic replaced by cool air and familiar sunlight. I wasn't dead. My body was unblemished, my stomach flat. I was back in my old bedroom, a month before they framed me, a month before I was forced to marry Mark. Rage and betrayal solidified within me-not a fleeting flame, but an unshakeable stone. "Is everything ready for tonight?" my stepmother, Mrs. Davis, whispered downstairs, her voice sharp and calculating. "The drug is in the drink," Emily replied sweetly. "Once Chloe has it, we get her to the hotel room. A few photographers, a 'concerned' call to the Wilsons... and her reputation will be ruined forever." Their plan, so wicked and perfect, was laid bare, just as I remembered. Frame me, ruin me, force me into marriage, then erase me entirely. But this time, I knew their game. And this time, I wouldn't be a pawn. I would be the one setting the board./0/94299/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106214353&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Broken Promise, My New Beginning
I gave my brother my kidney. In return, he promised to finally bring me home. For eight years, I waited on the sidelines of his life, only to overhear him giving my "Welcome Home" party to our adopted sister. He called me a ghost he didn't know where to put, confident I'd show up and smile while she took my place. He was wrong. I didn't cry or scream; I just turned off my phone and walked away forever./0/99305/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251120092244&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Ruin to Radiance
In the second year of their marriage, her once emotionally distant and reserved husband suddenly started living a wild lifestyle, with a revolving door of women by his side. She had tried reasoning, arguing, and even causing a scene-the most serious of which ended with both of them at the police station in the middle of the night. No matter how she protested, her husband would simply respond with indifference, "You went to great lengths to marry me, isn't this the life you wanted?" In that moment, she understood everything. He had always suspected that she was involved in the death of his idealized first love, and marrying her was just a way to torment her. When she caught him again, this time with the younger sister of his deceased first love, her last glimmer of hope was utterly shattered. Once more, he threatened her with divorce, "Keep this up, and we'll get a divorce." This time, she didn't back down. Instead, she lifted her head and retorted, "Fine, let's divorce. Do you think I won't let go?"/0/43457/coverorgin.jpg?v=aa33393ebc886b50a0e717f66fa10061&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blood Lust
"Feeding, baby, this is feeding," he said last before he went down my neck again. And I just screamed at the pain that pierced my skin. While his lips lingered on my neck, my whole body became hotter, and at the same time, I softened. Am I thinking correctly? Are they really true? Why do I have to? "You really taste sweet." My eyes are getting blurry, and I can't see him properly. I tried to reach his face despite my blurry eyes. I can see red liquid on his lips. "You're a vampire." "Yes, I am." was the last thing I heard before I finally closed my eyes. It's not a dream. He's the guy from that dark room. The man with my blood on his lips./0/85695/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106210335&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife He Destroyed, Reborn
On our tenth wedding anniversary, my husband Liam handed me a beautifully wrapped gift. It wasn't jewelry; it was a leather-bound notebook, a "playbook" detailing years of his affairs, each encounter meticulously logged. My world shattered as he casually demanded I "disperse" his harem, paying them off so we could "start over." For ten years, I' d been the obedient wife, the replacement bride after my twin sister Chloe supposedly died. Swallowing the humiliation, I worked my way through the list, until only one name remained: Chloe, still alive, and heavily pregnant with Liam's child. He hadn' t wanted me back; he wanted me gone, to bring her home. The cruel, elaborate lie of my marriage finally unraveled. When I confronted him, Liam' s facade dropped, his hands around my throat, whispering I was just a "pathetic replacement." Then, Chloe appeared, feigning innocence and twisting our past, painting me as obsessed, while Liam demoted me from wife to servant, ordering me to care for his pregnant mistress. Driven to despair, I called my mother, who immediately came to my rescue. But just as she arrived, Chloe, in Liam' s car, brutally ran her down, killing her before my eyes. Liam then presented me with a waiver, demanding I absolve Chloe of responsibility to protect his mistress and "his son," offering me money for my mother' s death. The callous contempt in his eyes, the utter disrespect for my grief, ignited a cold, hard fury I had never known. I tore his waiver to shreds, the act a blazing declaration of war. At my mother' s funeral, Chloe brazenly confessed the murder, gloating over her "plan" to get rid of my mother, then deliberately provoked me. Liam, in his rage, viciously kicked me in the stomach, causing the miscarriage of our child-a child he didn' t even know existed. The final betrayal came when I needed him most; in the hospital, writhing in pain, he dismissed my pleas for help, choosing Chloe, leading to another devastating miscarriage. I was losing everything, suffocating in a nightmare orchestrated by the very people who were supposed to be my family. But then, my uncle arrived, a beacon of unwavering support, pulling me from the abyss. Two years passed. Reborn as Ava Sterling, a successful design mogul, I returned, ready to make Liam pay. At a charity gala, I humiliated him publicly, then gave him a choice: send Chloe, the woman he' d loved, to prison for murder, or lose me forever. He chose to sacrifice Chloe, but his act of penance was merely the opening gambit in my game of revenge. Chloe was arrested, her frantic cries exposing Liam's complicity, destroying his reputation. His calls became desperate, demanding his "reward." He had no idea his punishment had just begun./0/84600/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106205005&imageMogr2/format/webp)
