Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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YOU ARE MINE: When I Have to Fight for You
“Sidd, if you leave me here, I won’t ever forgive you,” I declared, glaring at him. “I will hold you responsible for anything that happens to me. Remember you made me stay here till late,” I stated, even though I was scared. “I don’t need your forgiveness, Rani,” he snarled. “Holding me responsible for anything bad that happens to you is what enemies do,” he declared and moved off. *** From hatred to love, a bond was created between Rani and Sidd. Not without drastic challenges that are meant to separate them forever. Will their newly developed love withstand the challenges? Or will they allow their hatred to overpower their love and get separated forever?/0/39855/coverorgin.jpg?v=28b9213b17c563de57be5ba91c32e952&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Abandoned Bride
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DOUBLE SCANDAL
Sonia Tinket, wife of a rich guru, Alexander Tinket gets a promotion in her work place, to the position of Managing Director. She's so happy about the new development and gives her all into her job. She comes home one day to find that her only children had been kidnapped, as well as her house help and the family driver. She goes into disarray at the knowledge of it. On the process of finding her kids and employees, she gets into trouble and have issues with her husband who abandons the house for her. She was torn apart and was in the verge of giving up. Would she find her children? Would she find them in good shape? Would she be able to fix her family?/1/133621/coverorgin.jpg?v=fbf87314a38aa446cab429f82e92bf9f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Return, His Regret
Everything changed when his Ex-girlfriend returned..... Larisa Bennett thought the news of her pregnancy would improve her relationship with her husband, Ryan Kingsley. However, before she could tell him the pleasant news, his ex-girlfriend, Ivy Williams, reappeared and turned her life upside down. It was like she was starting from zero all over again. Ryan suddenly became distant and detached, his attention now focused on the woman he always loved. Larisa was hit with the reality that Ryan would never love her. She was the third wheel in her own marriage and she was tired. Resorting to the only thing that would set her free, she asked for a divorce but surprisingly, Ryan refused, not wanting to let her go but his actions told a different story. His ex-girlfriend always came first. In a shocking turn of events, everything turned south when Larisa found herself kidnapped at the same time as Ivy. Ryan is faced with a difficult choice. He can only save one. Will he choose to save his wife or ex-girlfriend? What are the consequences of his choice? If he chooses to save Ivy, will he regret it and will it be too late?/0/38233/coverorgin.jpg?v=849548ae7a731da8afcaad4f2aada34f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Playing With Fire
Tessa Wexler inherits a rare talent from her mother. That is, she is super smart and has a high ability to learn everything. As long as she learns something, she will do the best in the whole field. But every coin has two sides. She can’t live more than 30 years for her rare disease caused by the talent. One day, she went to an art exhibition but fell ill again. At that time, she accidentally bumped into a man and found that the man’s smell could relieve her pain. So Tessa made a bold decision that she will try every way to marry this man. Let’s see how Tessa makes it!/0/86576/coverorgin.jpg?v=c888e4451b5182232c902a854d1e35c9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Radio Waves, Racing Hearts
As the campus radio station manager, my life was a comfortable, soundproofed bubble of classes and curated playlists, far from the chaotic drama of campus life. I liked it that way. That afternoon, a guy from the drama club borrowed our equipment for a "big, romantic event" on the quad. I thought nothing of it until my phone buzzed with Sarah's frantic shriek: "It's Liam Hayes! He's proposing to Chloe Miller!" The world stopped. Liam. My secret, pathetic daydream. Proposing to Chloe, the confident English major everyone knew was determined to make him hers. And I had handed him the very tools for my own heartbreak. "No!" I whispered, but Sarah' s voice chirped, "Yes! He's got a microphone and everything!" Our microphone. A terrible, insane idea formed as I sprinted to the quad, lungs burning, heart hammering. I had to stop it. Not for him to magically choose me, but because I couldn't let my station' s gear broadcast the end of my foolish hopes. Pushing through the crowd, I zeroed in on our speaker, the master volume. My hand trembled, but then my traitorous heart screamed, "I like him so much it hurts." A horrific screech of feedback erupted, followed by my amplified confession, booming across the entire quad. Silence. A thousand eyes swiveled to me, still outstretched, my fingers accidentally on the talkback button. I had just confessed my deepest crush to the entire campus. To Liam Hayes. My blood ran cold; my life, as I knew it, was over./0/61269/coverorgin.jpg?v=4bbae366ea6c0479718a25b2f648cfc3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's Reality Show Romance
Benjamin is a big shot in the business world, and many interviews can't even get a slot with him. But he suddenly appeared on a little-known variety show and made a bold statement on air. "I came here specifically for one person." The ambiguous response from the new young actress Margo sent the internet into a frenzy. "The domineering CEO straightforwardly pursues love! I'm all for it." "There’s mutual affection here; I sense something unusual." "They've confessed their feelings; this couple is definitely shipping hard!" What they don't know is that he begged me to be on this show./0/82034/coverorgin.jpg?v=c0dee4a098bef43c47f37b03696db160&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress Lost, The Billionaire Found
My life used to be picture-perfect, complete with a brilliant scholarship student named Liam who tutored me, quietly becoming my everything. I was the privileged girl who bought him new glasses and shared my lunch, seeing past his poverty to the smart, kind soul within. Then, overnight, my family lost everything. Our mansion, our cars, my college fund-gone. I swallowed my pride, working a grueling sales job, fighting to pay for Boston State, while old bullies like Bryce sneered at my downfall. Just when I thought I was hitting rock bottom, Liam reappeared. He was no longer the skinny kid but a polished, confident man, the heir to a billionaire father he' d never known. He helped my struggling dad and even sent me money, yet a strange distance lingered, especially with the stunning Elena always by his side. Did he only see me as a charity case now, a relic from his past? Was all our shared history just a debt to be repaid? But then, as I finally tried to move on, dress on, ready for a hopeful new date, he stood on my doorstep. His eyes raw, his voice unsteady, he admitted, "I can't stand it. I'm in love with you. I have been since Northwood."/0/81061/coverorgin.jpg?v=262a583a4f425a40bfdd7aae479d38e3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fiancé My Rival Became
My world with Ethan was meant to be a fairytale, a perfect match destined for a future built on love and family legacy. Then came the crash. One moment, metal screaming, the next, silence. But when Ethan opened his eyes, he looked right through me, mumbling a stranger's name: "Jess?" He remembered nothing of me, his girlfriend, only Jessica Vance, his supposed "one true love." Heartbroken and humiliated, I watched the boy I loved treat me like a ghost, while my dead Grandma Rose' s sassy voice boomed in my head. She wasn't just there for moral support; she unveiled shocking "past life" memories, revealing Ethan's repeated betrayals with that conniving Jess, painting a brutal picture of manipulation. My family, unconcerned with my pain, pushed me to choose a new fiancé for strategic gain. How could he forget only me? Was this amnesia real or a cruel charade? And was I losing my mind, hearing my dead grandmother warn me that Ethan was a "charlatan" who'd broken my heart before? The vivid flashbacks she showed blurred past and present, revealing a terrifying pattern of deceit. Pushed to the brink, and guided by Grandma Rose' s outrageous, yet wise, advice, I made a choice that stunned everyone: I chose Liam O'Connell, my lifelong rival, as my fiancé. This wasn't just strategy; it was my declaration of war against a history determined to repeat itself, a defiant step into a new future, guided by an impossible voice and newfound courage./0/55754/coverorgin.jpg?v=d7ffcdaa3b5f086a0f62e0f839e79db4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I'm Just Your Wife On Paper
"Lazel Hyrroz," I said her name firmly and coldly. I followed him until we entered his room. He unbuttoned his uniform after collapsing, dropping his backpack on the bed. "I'm tired. Don't bother me now," he told me coldly without looking at me. "That's why I'm asking you why you're here now and where did you go to come home at this hour?" I asked strictly. He completely took off his white polo shirt and left only the shirt he was wearing. "You know? You have so many roles in my life," he mockingly promised and faced me. His face was still emotionless and he didn't change the way he looked at me, as if he could see my soul as well. "You are no longer just a mother, sister and brother. Now, your role is that of a strict father who waited for his own son who didn't come home last night but only now thought of going home," he added at length and even grinned. "You've grown up, Lazel Hyrroz. Even if you are no longer in the power of your parents, remember that there is one more person who will worry about you," I stated the fact. "You? Are you the person who will worry about me? I'm just your wife on paper and I didn't ask you to worry about me. I told you from the very beginning not to interfere with me and I will do the same to you," he promised firmly. That's how he really is. His heart is so hard and he really doesn't care about me or even my feelings. “Lazel Hyrroz...” "If you have nothing more to say, go out, Grandma?" he said with an insult in his voice. This time he called me Grandma. I just sighed because of his bad behavior and his bad treatment of me. I turned back when he finally took off his white shirt. "You've already seen my body, so why are you still avoiding me? You liked what we did last night, didn't you? You took advantage of me while I was out of my mind and drunk," he insulted me and it was as if those words just slapped me. My chest rose and fell violently because of my shortness of breath. "Before you go to sleep, take a shower or wash your body and if you haven't eaten, just heat up the food I cooked earlier," I said and I heard her loud chuckle again and the bed moving, a sign that he sat there. "Yes, Manang." I closed my eyes tightly because of him calling me. I went to the door of his room and closed it softly. I stopped for a moment in front of the door and leaned. The corners of my eyes are burning and I feel like crying. Heavy in the chest. Is that why he just came home now? Because in over a year something happened to us only once? We were both drunk and I don't even remember what we did. I'm really asking myself. How long will we be like this, Lazel Hyrroz? When I wake up every morning, my uniform is neatly ironed on the sofa bed. Even my black shoes are ready. In the kitchen, there is food already prepared and there is a sticky note on the fridge. I took it and read what was written. His penmanship is neat and beautiful. Even so, I still don't like it. "Don't forget to eat your breakfast before you go to school, Lazel Hyrroz." Calysta After I read that I crumpled the paper and threw it in the trashbin. I opened the fridge and got cold water. I opened the lid and took out the contents. I even looked at the breakfast that was ready on the table but like I often do, I didn't touch it and I didn't even eat. I entered the university with an empty stomach. It's okay, Hanemira often makes fun of me. So I only eat my breakfast at school. "You didn't have breakfast again, did you?" I just smiled at his question and smiled slowly. At the same time he held my hand and gave me the spoon. "I still cooked that." His cooking was not that good but I still appreciated it. Because...she's the only girl I want. When I got home, I expected to find him sitting in the living room. He was drinking coffee and busy with his laptop again. "You didn't eat your breakfast again. You didn't even touch them," he told me. The corners of my lips rose. As long as he always said that to me, I memorized those words. "Who told you to cook my breakfast?" I asked him and I heard him sigh again. In fact, I have no feelings for him. I don't like her and I will never love a woman who is ten years apart from each other. We only got married because he was richer than my family and our company only needed him. That is the only reason why I put up with this crowded home. I ignored him and went up the stairs but before that I stopped to ask him about this matter. "For you, what is love?" He suddenly turned to me and was obviously confused as to why I asked him that. "Why are you asking me that?" she asked me back. "I just want to know your opinion. What is love for you?" I asked, curious to know his opinion. What is his view on love? "Love destroys a person's life." I raised an eyebrow at what he said. In what way is it damaging? "When it comes to your life, you will feel the gradual destruction of your life." "What a mess you said. I don't understand anything," I said. He stared at/0/21038/coverorgin.jpg?v=1cc778bff5420e6acc33c0b7a11d69e7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lies We Tell
Gabby has been in love with her best friends brother Alex for as long as she can remember, but he only sees her as a kid and his sister's best friend that's always around. Then one drunken night at a party they sleep together, but the next day Alex doesn't remember it was her. What's Gabby to do?/0/24607/coverorgin.jpg?v=bcb2e572e8e4761e5b5dc55e08611e5f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My superhuman boyfriend
Follow Mary as she makes her way from heartbreaks to fairytale life Mary is a 26 year old girl of the douglas family. She spent her life refusing to date anyone and just following her dreams to become an actress but she's now 26 and ready to mingle and is standing face to face with break ups and heartbreaks every 3-4 months Well until the one superhuman guy comes into her life and makes her everyday life a magical fairytale David and Mary's love story starts with heartbreaks and ends with................../0/53483/coverorgin.jpg?v=05b49886f3bb62a742898aad93b41465&imageMogr2/format/webp)
One Billion For Mistresses
Laura, a young woman trapped in a dark world, and David, a man full of lust and power. When a dark night brings out the deepest secrets, Laura finds herself trapped in a terrifying and terrifying situation, where the desires of darkness and the desire to dominate ensnare her. With crippling fear and disconnected pain, Laura struggles to defend herself, while David hunts for his fraudulent satisfaction. Can Laura find light amidst the darkness or will she be drowned in dark shadows that threaten to destroy her?/0/38234/coverorgin.jpg?v=6d3e1fb3f4248979b31fec346093f65b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pick One Get One Free
Kira Perry, who grew up with her grandfather, was very influenced by her grandfather and proficient in Chinese medicine. After her grandfather passed away, she opened Kira's Clinic to help people. Her business is booming and lives in peace and security. But some strange things have happened to her recently. The first day, she encounters a lost boy; The next day, she encounters a lost girl; On the third day, a handsome man comes to her to find his children; On the fourth day, the man becomes her employee; On the fifth day, the man proposes to her. This ... this is so unreal!/0/80088/coverorgin.jpg?v=838c759ad91712cda567bea15a33fc83&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Truth About His Mistress
I was four months pregnant, a photographer excited for our future, attending a sophisticated baby brunch. Then I saw him, my husband Michael, with another woman, and a newborn introduced as "his son." My world shattered as a torrent of betrayal washed over me, magnified by Michael's dismissive claim I was "just being emotional." His mistress, Serena, taunted me, revealing Michael had discussed my pregnancy complications with her, then slapped me, causing a terrifying cramp. Michael sided with her, publicly shaming me, demanding I leave "their" party, as a society blog already paraded them as a "picture-perfect family." He fully expected me to return, to accept his double life, telling his friends I was "dramatic" but would "always come back." The audacity, the calculated cruelty of his deception, and Serena's chilling malice, fueled a cold, hard rage I barely recognized. How could I have been so blind, so trusting of the man who gaslighted me for months while building a second family? But on the plush carpet of that lawyer's office, as he turned his back on me, a new, unbreakable resolve solidified. They thought I was broken, disposable, easily manipulated – a "reasonable" wife who would accept a sham separation. They had no idea my calm acceptance was not surrender; it was strategy, a quiet promise to dismantle everything he held dear. I would not be handled; I would not understand; I would end this, and make sure their perfect family charade crumbled into dust./0/86577/coverorgin.jpg?v=7a6e41840625527617623f12ea175efd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bride Who Walked Away
The church bells rang, but for the third time, my wedding day with Ethan Miller turned into a public humiliation. He arrived an hour late, not in a tuxedo, but carrying a small, sick girl with Chloe Davis, his "childhood friend," trailing behind. "Lily… she's my daughter, Ava," he stammered, accusing me of poisoning her right there in front of everyone. The prestigious architecture fellowship, my future, everything I'd given up for him, shattered as I was branded a monster. The flowers slipped from my numb fingers, scattering on the cold stone floor, a metaphor for the wreckage of my life. My humiliation was complete as he and Chloe, then the police, accused me, and I later found myself locked in the hospital morgue, left to freeze. Why was this happening? How could the man I loved believe such monstrous lies? I pulled the diamond ring off my finger, dropped it with a clatter, and walked away, done with him, with them, with all of it. I was choosing to live, to reclaim myself from the ruins he made, even if it meant burying the old Ava./0/54781/coverorgin.jpg?v=354efbfa666b3d6a17bc5db12909e4fe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE SECOND CHANCE LOVE
Up until now, Alyssa has no idea why Brent married her. Clearly, she accepted the marriage proposal not out of love, but the man suddenly came to her house, met with her parents, and directly asked for her hand in marriage. Everything just went along, and now Alyssa feels exhausted with the marriage. Will Alyssa stay in their marriage?/0/61270/coverorgin.jpg?v=f9170fa8925361a8bde6efb1a57e829d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mom-to-be's Counterattack
Before the wedding, Darin got completely drunk and complained to his brother, "I can't help it; who told that text to go to the wrong person?" "But it's good that Melany knows I'm getting married; she's been so well-behaved and doesn't dare to act up anymore." "She should have been dealt with like this a long time ago!" "Jin, are you really going to marry Jillian? Aren't you the one who hates her controlling you the most?" Darin raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Well, we haven't even gotten the marriage license yet." "Once the wedding is over, won't it be up to me to call the shots?" I clenched my fists and put away the pregnancy test results. Darin, this time, you don't get to decide./0/80737/coverorgin.jpg?v=89e67f7ae27970a416ff78110bb8b740&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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