Romance Books for Women
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Nanny For The Mafia Boss
Mafia boss Alessandro Rossi retrieves his heir from his runaway wife. He employs the young Victoria to care for his son. After spending one drunken night together, she is pregnant for him. Their lives are entwined now and they end up in a loveless marriage. She finds comfort in the arms of another. Read to find out what happens when the nanny and wife to the mafia boss brings the enemy straight to their doorstep./0/87268/coverorgin.jpg?v=f94ffc6b47f64094c2e33d511046bc27&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Their Tears, My Sweet Revenge
My life was supposed to be a fairytale, growing up in the Thompson mansion, caught between the unwavering devotion of Mark and David. I believed their affection was the most stable thing in my life. But on my 25th birthday, when I finally gathered the courage to tell them I wanted marriage and a family, David smirked and called our twenty years together "just a bit of fun," and Mark dismissed me, citing his career. The next day, at my birthday party, they publicly humiliated me by simultaneously proposing to Sarah, the housekeeper's daughter. David then cruelly forced a strong drink into my hand, knowing I had a sensitive stomach, causing internal bleeding. As paramedics wheeled me away, they shielded Sarah' s eyes and muttered I was "just trying to get attention" with a "fake illness." Back at the mansion, my belongings were piled in the hall to make room for Sarah, and my job was given to her. David, to amuse Sarah, ripped apart my childhood teddy bear, throwing its head at my feet. Later, Mark slapped me, and David kicked my ankle, leaving me in the mud. I didn' t understand why their love turned to such cruelty, why they had so easily discarded twenty years of my life for a new obsession. What had truly changed? Lying in the hospital, my decision hardened: I would marry Mr. Sullivan, the man my mother had arranged, and finally choose myself./0/86173/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106211254&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Perfect Lie: A Wife's Awakening
My marriage to Liam was supposed to be a dream, a glossy magazine cover come to life. He was the charming tech CEO, I, the brilliant data scientist. But behind the facade of our perfect life, three years passed without him ever touching me, a supposed victim of extreme OCD. Then, at his company gala, a spilled champagne tray revealed the monstrous truth: he didn' t pull me to safety. He shoved me. My head hit the marble, and as I lay dazed, he frantically wiped a champagne drop from his suit, feigning concern that painted him a tortured husband, not the brutal one. The real horror unfolded when I woke, drugged and paralyzed, to his casual laughter just outside the door. He hadn' t panicked; he' d deliberately pushed me. And then, the names: Jake, Ben, and finally, Chloe-my best friend. "Why do you think I married Ava in the first place? It' s the only way to stay in Chloe' s orbit." Every lie, every excuse, every moment of his supposed suffering, shattered into dust. I wasn't his wife; I was a pawn in his sick game, drugged and left vulnerable for his friends' crude "entertainment." How could I have been so blind, so naive, to give my heart to a monster who used me for sport? The sheer audacity, the cold calculation of it all, burned through me. I had to escape this gilded cage, expose the man who had turned my life into a cruel joke. I needed to reclaim my life, and I knew exactly how to dismantle his./0/67557/coverorgin.jpg?v=f0a9a160970d663b6d41051909ac5879&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fate of a Rented Wife
Alexa has to marry a foreign man for a tempting and substantial payment. She also changes her identity and disguises herself as the bride because of this offer. She takes the place of the bride who disappeared a few days before the wedding was to take place. Her contract will end when the real bride returns. Can Alexa go through with the marriage without involving her feelings? Or will she get caught up in her own emotions when her role is over?/0/88676/coverorgin.jpg?v=f9dcdde2cb93f641c6ca982deb678af1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Temporary to Unforgettable Love
My husband, Easton, dragged me to a party for his ex-girlfriend, Kelly Holland. Our five-year marriage was a sham, a contract he'd signed to spite her after she left him. I was just the placeholder wife. During a game of "Seven Minutes in Heaven," he chose Kelly. When they emerged from the powder room, her lipstick was smeared, and a fresh hickey stained her neck. Later that night, Easton and Kelly stormed into our home. He accused me of stealing her multi-million dollar diamond necklace. He didn't believe me, even when I swore I was innocent. He called the police, who conveniently found the necklace in my handbag. He looked at me with disgust. "I never should have married you," he spat. "You're nothing but trash from the slums." I was arrested based on the word of the woman who set me up. My five years of quiet love and devotion meant nothing. The man I had secretly fallen for saw me as nothing more than a common thief. I spent the night in a cold holding cell. The next morning, after being bailed out, I took the SIM card from my phone, snapped it in two, and dropped it in the trash. It was over. I would make them pay. I would burn their entire world to the ground./0/93682/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260326145024&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Fiancé Married Another Woman, and I Married his Enemy
My Oliver Group went bankrupt, my father jumped from the building, and my fiancé, Connor Dale, sent me to the psychiatric hospital. He came to see me with a wedding invitation. He was getting married to my step-sister, Madeline Oliver. He said with a smile, "Brenna, everything your family has, including your business achievement, belongs to us now." I died with hatred on that cold hospital bed. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back before all the tragedies had happened. When Madeline came to recognize her identity to me, I slapped her across the face and said, "Get lost!" When Connor, the scumbag, proposed to me, I tore up the engagement contract in front of everyone. "Who do you think you are?" This time, I proactively walked up to Jacob Harrison, who was said to be cold-hearted and ruthless and controlled the entire business empire. Everyone feared him, but only I knew that he held my gravestone for a whole night after I died in a fire in my previous life./0/57858/coverorgin.jpg?v=8e210342ffbf61c7dbf525d03f955163&imageMogr2/format/webp)
PREGNANT FOR THE BILLIONAIRE MAFIA'S HEIR
I never broke eye contact as he slicked his already hard cock up with it. It never did take him long to get hard in my presence, especially after working me open when we had stood under the stream of the shower. Shuffling his ass forward just a little, he pulled me close to help me slowly sink onto his cock. Once my ass was flushed against his lap and he was to the hilt, he sighed, and I could see the exact moment that all the stress left his body. “Thank you.” He whispered. ______ I got pregnant after a sizzling one-night stand. I didn’t know then he was the son of a billionaire mafia Don. That night, he walked over to me with powerful strides that announced to the world, that he owned it. The dim light dancing over his sculptured face, Teased me with a glimpse of perfection. His deep baritone voice vibrated thru my core, and before I knew it, we were back at my place, thrusting into ecstasy. For hours he took me to heaven and back, But on earth, he became cold as ice. Then, without so much as a name, He walked out the door and out of my life. I tried to forget him, Until I got unexpected news from my doctor weeks later. and before I had time to digest the information, I was snatched by two men. Now I’m in the presence of the Don of all Dons, congratulating me on my pregnancy. And the man that took me to heaven, is now tasked to keep me in hell./0/86486/coverorgin.jpg?v=97c07eee5ec425abf5c4aa3d4537b7ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Golden Canary Flies Away
"Ava, it's a decision from the top. There was nothing I could do." My team lead handed me a box of tissues as I was summarily dismissed, the official reason being a fabricated error. Everyone knew the real reason: my boyfriend, Nathan Hayes, was making room for Chloe Davis, his high school sweetheart and the company' s co-founder, back from abroad. Just then, Nathan' s black Maybach pulled up, and Chloe emerged, linking her arm through his. He walked past me as if I didn' t exist, guiding Chloe into the building. My heart tightened. I went to our penthouse, cooked his favorite ribs, and sent him a picture: "Coming home for dinner? Made your favorite honey-glazed ribs." The message was read, but no reply came. Of course not. He was with Chloe. Days later, Nathan finally came home. He saw my pharmacy bag: "You went to the hospital?" I lied, saying it was just a cold. He pulled me into an embrace: "You're not mad I fired you, are you?" I said no. I couldn't be. Three years ago, he saved me from my mother' s gambling debts, and I became his. His kept woman. Then, Chloe's friend, Brenda Smith, found me. She showed me texts of my messages to Nathan, saying he and Chloe laughed about how pathetic I was. She slapped me, slammed my head against the table. I woke up in the hospital, Nathan by my side. He didn' t care about my pain; only about Chloe' s reputation. A part of me had died that day. Nathan wanted his "white knight" and his obedient canary in a cage. But he didn't know his "golden canary" had started digging her own way out./0/49254/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa38f01ff1f07f25b1bcbba2f2279a76&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Under The Incubus's Protection
Do you have the guts to sleep with a sex spirit? They say that they will give you protection and much more and the only thing they need in return is sex with a young beautiful woman. Cassie Black is an ordinary girl who could never think of entering such an arrangement, but when horrors from her family's past threaten her life and the lives of her loved ones, she needs protection to discover the truth and make things right. The pleasures of sleeping with an incubus are addicting and otherworldly until she discovers her night visitor has a personality that revolves around more than only sex. Will she be able to remove the threat in her life? Or has she only created another problem by getting a secret night lover?/1/112611/coverorgin.jpg?v=096d8b3d75884fa34dd4b8c2c1c79fe2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO Who Won't Let Me Go
I've always been the unwanted child-the invisible one. The rebel no one ever tried to understand. And yet, I never resented my perfect, beloved sister. All I ever wanted was for her to be happy. But one cruel twist of fate-and a devastating betrayal by someone I trusted-changed everything. I woke up in a stranger's bed, losing the one thing I had guarded so carefully. Back then, I thought that was my greatest loss. I was wrong. Because not long after, my sister introduced me to her fiancé. And the man standing in front of me... was the same stranger from that night. Now he haunts me-day and night, in my dreams and in my waking hours. And just when I start to believe the nightmare might finally fade with the dawn, Alan walks back into my life. This time, he has no intention of letting me forget. Not the insult I dealt him. ...or that one unforgettable night./0/80385/coverorgin.jpg?v=611ecc04e3c7c86f70329ae9088a9ac5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Senator's Unexpected Bride
My wedding day. Hundreds of guests, media vans outside. The Sterling family chapel, hushed, expectant. I was finally marrying Jackson Sterling, scion of a powerful political dynasty, the man I’d loved since childhood. It was meant to be my perfect happily ever after. Then he walked in. Not alone. A garish woman clinging to his arm, a wide, triumphant smirk on her face. "The wedding is off," Jackson announced, his voice steady. "I'm with Brandy now. We're leaving." My world shattered. Jilted at the altar, in front of everyone. The whispers rose, a tidal wave of shock, pity, and cruel amusement. I was Emilia Winston, the society joke. The humiliation was a physical ache. Jackson and his new "wife" continued to taunt, publicly disgracing me and demanding my inheritance, treating me like discarded property. How could the boy I adored become this arrogant, callous stranger? The endless insults, the blatant disrespect from him and his new flame. They sought to finish what they started, to grind me into dust and claim everything. I was left exposed, vulnerable, and furious. Just as I thought I was utterly ruined, a figure stepped forward: Senator Alexander Sterling, Jackson’s formidable uncle. He held out a document, his steady gaze meeting mine. "Perhaps you would consider marrying me instead?" A madness. Or a miraculous lifeline. I said yes. And that was just the beginning./0/55668/coverorgin.jpg?v=4e54ac3f50e5ebfe06e987bc90f0cf6d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chosen To Be His Luna
Ana Reign is having the most difficult time deciding on whether to support her parents or to support her lover. It was easier when all she wanted to do was support her parents and make them happy but that was when she was oblivious to the fact that her parents were only using her. Betrayal is definitely inevitable, but who will she Betray? Her parents or her lover?/0/68183/coverorgin.jpg?v=826938fa2d6147a359ff89b8580da6c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Behind The Steel And Silk
Sage Whitmore has always fought for what she loves. The Bluebird Café-a small, charming cornerstone of her hometown-isn't just a business. It's her mother's legacy, a place filled with laughter, memories, and the heart of her community. But when an unexpected financial disaster threatens to shutter its doors forever, Sage is left scrambling for solutions. Desperate to save the café, she finds herself staring down a deal with the devil: Damian Cross. Damian is the king of New York's corporate world-ruthless, brilliant, and infuriatingly charming. A billionaire who bends empires to his will, Damian is a man who values control above all else. When he acquires Bluebird Café as part of a larger investment portfolio, he makes Sage an offer: work as his personal assistant for one year, and in return, she'll have the chance to buy back her café. The terms are simple, but Damian Cross's world is anything but. Thrown into the deep end of high-stakes business, Sage struggles to keep up with Damian's demanding pace and cryptic rules. But the more time she spends in his world, the more she begins to see cracks in his steel façade-glimpses of a man haunted by his past and driven by secrets. Damian, too, is drawn to Sage's unshakable spirit, her refusal to be intimidated, and the fire she brings to his cold, calculated life. Yet their growing attraction is a dangerous game. As Sage learns to navigate Damian's power plays and manipulations, she begins to question everything: his motives, his business decisions, and the undeniable pull between them. When a shocking betrayal threatens to shatter everything Sage has worked for, she's forced to make an impossible choice. In a world where loyalty is bought and trust is a luxury, Sage and Damian must confront their deepest fears to find the one thing they never thought possible-love. Beneath the Steel and Silk is a tale of passion, power, and redemption-a story of two souls colliding in a world that thrives on ambition and secrets. Will Sage conquer Damian's games, or will she lose her heart in the process?/0/25163/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d8690a95066fd6fffe27ed2d3b527a1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire Husband, Hold Me Tight
Twelve years ago, she saved him; twelve years later, he proposed to her. He said, “Sarah, I love you!” It made her sleepless all the years. One day, she finally couldn’t stand it and shouted, “Maurice Brown, I want a divorce.” He sealed her mouth in a different way, “Honey, the prenuptial agreement says, there is no divorce between us, only the bereft of each other.”/0/88520/coverorgin.jpg?v=611424266f38ae1e616702fb3782a8d7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Secret Shame, His Public Affair
On my wedding night, my new husband, Jameson, was blackout drunk. My best friend of twenty years, Caren, texted me practical advice: give him honey water and let him sleep it off. But just as he quieted down, he pulled me close, his breath hot on my neck. "I love you so, so much, Caren," he whispered. Then I saw it. A tattoo I'd never seen before, a single letter 'C' inked directly over his heart. The next morning, my birthday, Caren showed up with a cake, her smile as sweet as poison. After one bite, my throat began to close. Peanuts. She knew I was deathly allergic. As I gasped for air, Jameson's first instinct wasn't to help me, but to defend her. He stood between us, his face a mask of fury. "What is your problem with her?" he demanded, blind to the fact that his wife was suffocating in front of him. I stumbled, trying to reach my EpiPen, but he grabbed my arm, yanking me back. "You are going to apologize to Caren right now!" With the last of my strength, I slapped him across the face. "I'm pregnant," I rasped. "And I can't breathe."/0/91023/coverorgin.jpg?v=755bc0fdfbc65d93a863d94563016769&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Servant to Savior
The alarm shrieked through the silent mansion, a sound I knew better than my own heartbeat. For fifteen years, I had been Dorian Steele' s living, breathing medicine, my blood the only cure for his fatal seizures. But then, his fiancée, Ainsley, arrived. She was flawless, a vision of cold, stunning beauty, and she looked like she belonged here. He shoved me away from him, pulling the silk sheets up to cover my worn pajamas as if I were something dirty. "Kira, clean this mess up. And get out." He dismissed me like a servant, after clinging to me for life just moments before. The next morning, she sat in my chair, wearing his shirt, a love bite visible on her neck. She taunted me, and when I spilled coffee, he didn't even notice, too busy laughing with her. Later, Ainsley accused me of breaking Eleanor' s prized porcelain vase. Dorian, without question, believed her. He forced me to my knees on the broken shards, the pain searing my flesh. "Apologize," he growled, pressing down on my shoulder. I whispered my apology, each word a surrender. Then, they drained my blood for her, for a fabricated illness. "Ainsley needs this," he said, his voice flat. "She's more important." More important than the girl who had given him her life. I was a resource to be exploited, a well that would never run dry. He had promised he would always protect me, but now he was the one holding the sword. I was nothing more than a pet, a creature he kept for his own survival. But I was done. I accepted an offer from the Estes family, a desperate, archaic idea of a "propitious marriage" to their comatose son, Emmett. It was my only escape./0/82419/coverorgin.jpg?v=a187c4d7820c4253891d88975b3b8036&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Escape From His Perfect Lie
Everyone envied my life. I was Sarah Miller, the picture-perfect wife of high-tech CEO Ethan Hayes – a modern power couple, constantly featured in glossy magazines. Publicly, he was my adoring husband, showering me with grand gestures. It looked like a dream. But behind the scenes, I discovered a nightmare. Hidden on his private cloud, disguised as corporate files, were explicit photos and messages. My husband, Ethan, and his ambitious Head of Communications, Chloe Vance. He called me "The Anchor," his "dutiful, boring wife," a deadweight holding him back. When confronted, he didn' t deny; he gaslighted. "You' re just stressed, Sarah. After everything I' ve done." He weaponized my father' s illness, reminding me how he' d "saved" me, built "this life for us," how I "owed" him. The betrayal was no momentary lapse; it was a brazen, parallel life, constantly flaunted by Chloe' s smug social media posts. I realized I was suffocating in a beautiful, empty museum, a gilded cage. His "sacrifices" and "kindnesses" weren't love; they were chains. He twisted my vulnerability into perpetual debt. The man the world adored was a monster, and my "perfect" life was a suffocating lie. How could I escape? Then, a thick envelope arrived. A letter from an estranged, wealthy grandmother I barely knew, naming me the beneficiary of a colossal family trust. This was it. My way out. I was done being his accessory. I was done being Sarah Hayes./0/58015/coverorgin.jpg?v=aceb453e070c6725534916949388acd0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Deal With The CEO: Billionaire Romance
"Arrangements for the wedding has commenced and it will be happening in 4 weeks time. How on Earth is that possible? I can't get married now... not to Damian. Not to anyone." Damian Richardson, the Ceo of Light Airways and the only son of Frederick Richardson is engaged to Valerie Smith by a contract marriage that was supposed to happen in 4 weeks time. Damian is upset because he feels Valerie is not his type of woman. Things turn around as they grow to accept each other but Damian's ex-girlfriend shows up and tries to put asunder. Out of fear she begins to avoid Damian. Damian has to do everything in his power to save their love. Valerie is also faced with betrayal from one of the persons she loved the most. Will they defeat the obstacles of old time friendships and face the love that awaits them?/0/81637/coverorgin.jpg?v=ae58712e4de660aba13b401cd5843b3a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
