Romance Books for Women
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Hidden Secrets: A Screwed Up Love Story.
"Fuck.." I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust. [Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters. "But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him. "You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him. >>> Mila Starkk is a lively young woman trapped in a terrible relationship with her mafia-infiltrated boyfriend, Ace. After the Esposito boss points a gun at her, she flees, seeking sanctuary in an Irish bar that no Italian soldier would dare enter. She has a one-night fling with a seductive Turkish gentleman. The following day, she is dragged through an alleyway with a knife pointed at her, and by chance, stabs one of the guys before fleeing to the Esposito family for protection; starting a war between the Irishmen. She is thrust into an entirely new world, assigned on missions under their protection, and when she learns she is pregnant, she assures Ace that he is the father. After giving birth, she is given the orders to destroy Aydem Burak, Sedar Ozturk's second cousin. The Don of the Turkish Mafia. Mila is sent by the Esposito's to steal something from Aydem that will financially cripple him. From the time she enters his company, sparks fly between them and when her baby is held as ransom for her completion of the mission, she must decide where her allegiance/0/43629/coverorgin.jpg?v=5928eccbef37cbb4dab84e9ec07c9fe3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrothed To The Alpha King
Bailey , a fierce werewolf, made a tough choice to leave her pack and embrace her destiny. But when she returns, she's thrown into a world of danger, power, and forbidden love. As Bailey tries to find her place, a new pack king, Nathan Frost, emerges. Handsome and ruthless, he demands her obedience. But Bailey's not one to back down easily. She's determined to fight for her freedom and the love she truly desires. Just when Bailey thinks she has it all figured out, a shocking twist sends her world spinning. The mysterious stranger who took over the pack's throne might not be who he seems. Secrets unravel, alliances shift, and Bailey's life is on the line. Now, Bailey must navigate treacherous waters, facing enemies at every turn. She'll have to trust her instincts and rely on unexpected allies to survive. Will she be able to outsmart her enemies and find her true place in the pack?/0/85867/coverorgin.jpg?v=a3691c9808373163f046bb1060c29e66&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ashes of a Golden Anniversary
The smell of smoke and burning memories filled my lungs on our golden anniversary. Fifty years of what I thought was love, a shared history, was going up in flames around me. Then, terror: Sarah, my wife, screamed not for me, but for David, my best friend, trapped under a beam. She shoved me-not away from the danger, but directly into a wall of fire, clearing her path to David. As the fire consumed me, I saw her scramble past where I' d just stood, without a single backward glance. Our children, our very own children, rushed past my agonized screams, ignoring their burning father to free the man their mother truly loved. I survived, a testament to the fire' s fury: a landscape of scars and melted skin. In the sterile hospital room, she finally came, with a chilling resolve I' d glimpsed but never comprehended. "Ethan, let' s get a divorce," she said, her voice flat. "I want to spend whatever time I have left with David. It' s always been him." My own children, our children, then stood at the foot of my bed, faces twisted in a mixture of pity and impatience. "Dad, just let her go," my son urged, "Mom and David… they deserve to be happy. You were just… in the way." Fifty years of sacrifice, of putting dreams aside, of loving, and I was just "in the way." They remarried the very next day, a grand affair splashed across media headlines mocking me, the burned, pathetic old husband cast aside for an "epic romance." But as I lay there, I knew one thing they didn' t: if I had the chance, I' d never, ever marry Sarah Reynolds. Then I closed my eyes. I opened them to the scent of lilies, standing in a grand ballroom, unburned. Opposite me, a young Sarah Reynolds, eyes shining with excitement, at our engagement party. Before a toast could be made, she looked right at me, clear and brave: "I' m sorry, everyone. I can' t do this. Ethan, I' m calling off the engagement." A wave of whispers spread, expecting my humiliation. But all I felt was the crushing weight of fifty miserable years lift from my shoulders. It was a clean break, an unexpected gift. My eyes scanned the crowd, past Sarah' s bewildered parents, past a smirking David Chen. I found her near the orchestra, a guest who barely knew us: Dr. Olivia Hayes, a woman of quiet grace and intelligence. "Olivia," I said, my voice clear and steady, cutting through the noise. "I only want to marry you. Will you take me away?"/0/79766/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106193130&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Woke Up a Stranger to Myself
I woke up in a hospital, my head pounding, five years of my life a blank. The last thing I remembered, I was a free-spirited 21-year-old artist, alive and vibrant. Instead, my best friend Chloe told me I was 26, married to a man I didn't know: Ethan Hayes. A cold, impeccably dressed stranger who barely acknowledged my existence. This nightmare marriage had erased me: my art, my motorcycle, even the phoenix tattoo on my back—all gone. My husband publicly denied me, flaunted an affair, and when I desperately needed him, he was "too busy." I lost our baby—a life extinguished by his chilling neglect. Then came the ultimate betrayal: I, the rebellious artist, had been obsessed with him, forcing this very marriage, trapping us both. My amnesia had protected me from the monster I became, the architect of my own gilded cage and his profound resentment. How could I be this person? How had I traded everything for a man who despised me? Desperate and enraged, I challenged him to a death race for my freedom, but instead, I plunged off a cliff. Then, I jolted awake, not in a hospital, but at a dinner table—five years in the past. It was the night my engagement to Ethan was finalized. This time, I wouldn't make the same mistake. "No!" I cried, pushing back my chair. "I'm not marrying him!"/0/61150/coverorgin.jpg?v=3473c94e2a9273aac3e6026f2ea1b5c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorcing My Aloof Husband
I was once a well-known feminist activist, but later I became a gold digger and a submissive wife. To earn money for Frank's medical treatment, I married Zachary and became a stepmother to his autistic son, Erik. Former friends criticized me for degrading myself and cut off contact with me. My life became very narrow; I spent my days meticulously caring for Erik and my nights accompanying Zachary through the ups and downs. In the fifth year of our marriage, Erik's biological mother returned. She was a wealthy heiress, a PhD from a prestigious university, stunningly beautiful, and had built a feminist persona on social media, amassing millions of followers. In comparison, I felt dull and uninteresting, and people found me repulsive. So, I decided to file for divorce./0/55049/coverorgin.jpg?v=5939a8ad013332712ef34753050f3e5d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Married A Ruthless Billionaire To Save My Sister
When Sarah's sister's life hangs by a thread, a ruthless billionaire gives her a deadly choice, "marry me for eighteen months, or she dies." Desperate and trapped, Sarah agrees, unaware she's stepping into a world ruled by dark secrets, bloodlines, and beasts in disguise. But fate plays its cruelest card when she discovers the stranger she once shared a night of passion with, the man she can't forget, is the brother of the same monster she married. Now, she's torn between love and survival in a deadly game of power, passion, and revenge./0/20320/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b53c28a8b6c72c0cb5e982a8245185e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dragon Prince's Forbidden Affair
In a world where the concept of mates was lost Aqua found out she and the dragon shifter prince were one of the first mates in centuries. Unfortunately their love was forbidden. She also found she had special abilities. Aqua lived her life not knowing love until he showed her love. She was raised by humans When she turned nineteen she was visited by a strange man who claimed to be her birth father. He brought her back to the kingdom of dragon shifters to live with them and serve the dragon shifter royal family. Aqua had many secrets to uncover in the new world she was now apart of. She didn't want to reject her mate but was an affair the better option? To add to her problems there was conflict between the dragon shifters and werewolves within the kingdom. Even if her love were to fail the bonds she made with the friends and family around her and the adventure she took won't be for nothing. Excerpt: I stumbled backwards. I was nearly forgetting how to push the right words out. "We can't do this... I want to be accepted." I mumbled because all I knew was rejection and deceit. Why would the dragon prince be any different? It's not like the king and queen would let us be together. It was hard to say no when my body was aching with lust. "Why can't I take what I want?" He said with his hand wrapped around my throat. A shiver was sent up my spine. "Because you're engaged..." I didn't care about that the last time we almost had sex but I loved my new home so I wasn't going to risk it for a man I couldn't have. "I'm supposed to be working for you and I don't want to disappoint my family who I never knew till recently." He leaned down and whispered in my ear. "You're my mate, you know it. Sooner or later I'm going to claim what's mine." All I could see was possession in his eyes. I stared at his lips as they came closer. He loosened the grip on my neck and pulled away. "Aqua, I don't give up easily." He left me with my knees weak and self control hanging by a thread./0/22823/coverorgin.jpg?v=ca54299684b203c59c62fc7277b22003&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Truth Or Dare
Audrey and Aaron were both suffering from same ailment which is totally obstructing them to view the other beautiful part of life. Audrey, a brave and confident pretty lady detest guys so much, she gives no room for interaction with them for she believes they are all the same; men are scum. Aaron, an easy going but cute and handsome guy, on the other side also despise girls badly, girls would always wanted to talk him but he would only snubbed them; he strongly believes women are all the same, they didn't worth to be seen around men, women are betrayal. What will it takes before this two strong hearted would softened? Watch as Truth or Dare game turned everything around. It's a highschool story, you wouldn't afford to miss it./0/53954/coverorgin.jpg?v=3c98af25601955628d7ee776d2c0db4b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BETRAYED BY THE MAFIA DON
"You f*cking WH*RE!" roared Gaston St. Claire, my husband. Bringing his face closer to my terrified one, he snarled, in a lower voice filled with anguish and fury, "So it was true, eh? You were sneaking behind my back, spreading your legs and spreading your legs for other men, huh?' I shook my head, trying to focus, trying to plead, the shock spreading through me slowly. What was he talking about? I had no idea how I had gotten there-to that seedy-looking room-or how I had ended up beneath Stan Cummingham, naked and semi-conscious. Other men? What did he mean? Why didn't he believe me? April and Gaston St. Claire, the Mafia Don, have been wed and blessed with eight children. Their lives have had their fair share of ups and downs. But there's worse awaiting poor April! Bree Hampston, Gaston St. Claire's long-lost sister, turns up! She turns the Mafia Don against his faithful wife... Does she succeed? Or does April finally make a stand?/0/79297/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe543bb15bba3ade67a28f4e3ec58313&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Craving The Wrong Brother
She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she's stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield-his toxic on-and-off girlfriend-shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah's wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she's always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn's older brother-a man who couldn't be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game-a twisted bet between them-soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who's always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised./0/86806/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f8c56f8ca30fa340365c2d4df33313b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Wedding, Her Goodbye
My adopted brother, Noah Vance, was my whole world. He protected me, cherished me, and always put me first. I secretly loved him, a forbidden love I dared not speak. Then, my best friend, Chloe, betrayed me. She told Noah everything, and he exploded, tearing my diary to shreds and calling me "disgusting." A week later, he announced his engagement to her. He became cold, a stranger. I watched him dote on Chloe, saw him kiss her with a passion he never showed me. My heart shattered. When a family tracing agency found my biological parents, I saw it as a sign-a chance to escape the Vance family and my broken dreams. I made plans to leave the country forever. But before I left, things got worse. Noah forced me to help Chloe plan their wedding, dismissing my lifetime of dedication to dance. Then, in a horrific car crash, he chose to save Chloe, leaving me bleeding and trapped, destroying my leg and my ability to dance. Even on the night of my final performance, using the choreography I poured my soul into, he stood by Chloe as she took all the credit. He kissed her on stage, and I was left to watch my life' s dream become someone else' s triumph. How could he betray me so completely? I packed my life away, the gifts he once gave me now symbols of betrayal. I walked out on his wedding day, leaving him behind forever. I thought I was free. But a diplomat's daughter doesn't just disappear./0/28455/coverorgin.jpg?v=66c0237b18dfa8d12ce87d24a3ab0c86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pregnant For The Royal Prince
HE is a god, a god of hate, he is powerful, he is domineering, he is demanding, he never falls in love, never believes in love, he has black emotions. He is the Royal Prince Raghav. But what happens when he finally returns from the States, to his Kingdom after being away for eight years? A mere palace maid, a pauper melted him. Unknowingly, she took in for him. Taking in for the Prince was a curse to her, it brought her pains, tears and regrets as she was forced to keep it a secret from the Prince. His mother, the Queen swore that it would ever remain a secret, and she was the master minder of everything, seconded by Vidya; the Prince's betrothed. Now, would it ever remain like that?? Would Raghav get to know of his baby?? Is there anything under the sun that would ever remain hidden?? Ride with me for this intriguing story of the mere palace maid and the Prince./0/80705/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106193915&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Mercy For Traitors: The Kingman's Vengeance
Ava Kingman, heir to a formidable but fading legacy, stepped into the glittering Zenith Club, a venue once synonymous with her family's name. She was there for a quiet night supporting her visibly pregnant sister, Chloe. But the supposed celebration turned into a public spectacle when Chloe’s fiancé, Chad, with his mistress Krystal, dragged her onto a makeshift stage. They announced a twisted "paternity game," taking open bets on Chloe’s unborn child, parading her most private and humiliating photos on a giant screen. Marcus Thorne, the club owner and her father's former protégé, not only allowed it but actively endorsed this public humiliation. The "new money" crowd, who once paid homage to her family, now openly sneered, declaring the Kingmans "ancient history." Ava, the silent heir to a forgotten empire, found herself restrained, forced to watch as her pregnant sister was brought to her knees for a humiliating DNA sample. Her pleas for intervention were met with scorn, her Kingman authority card derided as a "cheap fake." How could the Kingman name, once synonymous with power, be so utterly disgraced? How could Thorne, a man her father had raised, sink to such depths? The humiliation was suffocating, the betrayal chilling, and within Ava, a silent, white-hot fury began to ignite—a fire no one present had ever witnessed. They thought she was weak, a relic, an easy target. They were catastrophically wrong. Tonight, the Kingman dynasty was about to be reborn, in fire and thunder./0/83208/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106202251&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Names He Forgot
Seven years ago, I entered a marriage of convenience, sacrificing my life for my beloved sister Lily. I was Sarah Hayes, bound by an agreement to the powerful, wealthy Hayes family, even foolishly hoping for love with my charming husband, Ethan. But that hope died a slow, painful death through years of his endless infidelities, culminating when his mistress, driving his car, crashed violently into me, nine months pregnant. As pain consumed me and I bled on the pavement, Ethan appeared, only to coldly dismiss my cries as "drama," abandoning me for his frantic mistress. His callous neglect led directly to the loss of my baby, Hope. The subsequent devastating shock destroyed my fragile sister, Lily. How could one man's indifference cost me every single person I cared for, leaving me utterly alone after I sacrificed everything? The man I had protected for so long turned out to be the architect of my complete devastation. Yet, in my absolute despair, a profound clarity dawned: I was done. I divorced him, leaving his opulent world behind, but he relentlessly chased me back to my quiet hometown, desperate to reclaim what he believed was his. He thought he could break me again. But he was about to learn the devastating truth about the names he forgot and the five-year-old lie that shielded his darkest manipulation./1/105735/coverorgin.jpg?v=80a0ac0894fbe2516ae6582dd674095d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hidden Heiress Returns
After giving up everything just to be with him, leaving her wealthy lifestyle and identity just to make sure he was comfortable, she becomes a housewife just to serve him better but was repaid back with a betrayal. As long as he is happy, she is willing to die for him. She asks for nothing, but his love. But what does she get in return? A divorce paper thrown on her face, along with 1million just as payment as being a substitute to him. All these things she does out of love, all the sacrifices she makes, in the end all look 'cheap' in his eye. But that wasn't the end, he looked down on her because she was poor but she wasn't just poor, she is the daughter of the most influential family is back online and about to shine! She accepted the arranged marriage her family set up for her after returning, She'll make them pay, make them cry and make them regret it as hell!/0/81018/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b443a603745918703fe60f53d981ce2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reclaiming My Empire, My Son, My Love
Our fifth wedding anniversary should have celebrated a decade building our tech empire with my husband, Ethan. Instead, at dinner, he introduced Tiffany, an intern secretly pregnant with his child, expecting me to welcome her and the baby into our home. Soon, my Seattle mansion became a living hell: I was stripped of my master suite, endured constant humiliation, and was framed by Tiffany for destroying my own mother's ashes. Then, miraculously pregnant, I was accused by Ethan of cursing their baby, and he allowed his father to brutally cut my hair, causing a traumatic miscarriage. How could the man who swore to protect me watch as I lost everything, even our unborn child, twisted into a witch by his legacy-obsessed family? Broken and alone, a forgotten past awakened: a rival CEO, Liam, rescued me, revealing a lost son and a love I'd erased from my memory, igniting my resolve to reclaim my true identity and bring retribution to those who wronged me./0/25170/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd8be56cf83890f5f3699f05846500dc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pregnancy Before Marriage: Wanted Fugitive Fiancée
She was a famous bounty hunter, who caught wanted man specially! This time she caught an underworld boss. This underworld boss made a nationwide order to find her! Although she was a cunning fox, she was still controlled by him. He threatened to torture her to death! Since this was the destiny, she would take the initiative! There was always an end to a revenge. When she was deeply in love, she turned around and left, so that he could not see her tears. However, she was pregnant. That powerful and handsome man with seduction in his eyes, "Do you want to escape with my child? You have nowhere to hide! "/0/82426/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106200434&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ranchland Refuge: Where Love Grows
The recurring nightmare was a constant torment, a horrifying glimpse into my future. Every night, I watched myself trapped, broken, married to Ethan Vanderbilt, his cruel eyes and chilling smile haunting my sleep as Brittany Miller, his manipulative girlfriend, whispered poison in his ear. But this time, it hit differently. I jolted awake, heart hammering, but the terror wasn't just residual dream-fear. The details were sharper, the pain more intense. It wasn't just a bad dream; it felt like a memory, a terrifying premonition burned into my soul, a stark warning of the life awaiting me as Mrs. Ethan Vanderbilt. My familiar East Coast bedroom did nothing to calm the dread. My engagement, meticulously planned by our influential families and celebrated by society, was no longer a gilded cage – it was a death sentence. I couldn't breathe. I saw my very spirit withering in a silent, opulent prison, completely at his mercy. How could my aunt, bound by her powerful Senator husband and their family alliances, only see an "advantageous match" when I saw a monster? They feared the scandal of breaking the engagement; I feared losing my entire self. "What's more important?" I choked, "His career, or my life? Because I' m telling you, marrying Ethan will destroy me." The fear was a cold knot in my stomach, but a desperate, burning resolve ignited. I couldn't accept this fate. I had relived my end, and I refused to walk that path again. Looking at my pale, haunted reflection, I whispered, "No. I won't let him. I'll change it." My desperate fight for freedom began at that very moment./0/50200/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240508101225&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Dangerous Obsession
I'm currently at home watching TV with my best friend, mom's cooking dinner while my siblings are in their rooms. We're watching a news report right now, a serial killer was in police custody and he's being interviewed on live television and it's on the radio too since he's known as the handsome and young criminal. The interview began and somehow both me and my bsf are intrigued to his interview so we're focused watching it. “Louis is Kalix still there? Tell him to have dinner with us" Mom shouted into the kitchen. "Yes, aunty, thank you" Kalix, who was next to me, yelled back and returned the focus to watching. They are now asking him personal questions but he answered all their questions without hesitation, even though it's way too personal. It's as if he doesn't bother at all. "How many people have you killed?" The host asked. "Do I still need to count that? I kill whoever I want to kill" He answered calmly with a smug look on his face. He has tattooed numbers on each of his fingers and on his knuckles, a mysterious number. His hands are rooted and his body is toned physically built, the orange prison's uniform suit his body color. He's handsome and his haircut suits him so much, he's also handcuffed while his legs are crossed he looks arrogant after all. The interviewer began asking him about a tattoo on his right neck, it has a mysterious persons initial. "Do you mind explaining the tattoo on your neck?" The interviewer asked, the killer smile. "Ah.. they belong to someone I know.." He answered. I was startled when my best friend giggled and nudged my shoulder while chuckling. "What a funny coincidence, those initials on his neck are the same as yours but on the left" He said chuckling and turning to me, I fake a laughed and my heart pounding like crazy because of nervousness. "Do you think that someone is watching right now? You can say 'hi' to them" The interviewer said. The killer slowly looked at the camera, it felt like he was staring right through my soul it's making me nervous and uncomfortable. "Yeah..." I gulped. The killer raised his hand and wiggled his fingers while smiling playfully, waving at the camera with a grin and I feel like he's just right in front of me and it felt like he's talking to me. Even though I know who he's talking about. "Hi.." I quickly grabbed the remote and was about to switch it to another channel, but he seems to know what I'm going to do. "See you soon..." He mouthed before he vanished into the screen when I switched it into another channel. you may have seen 'this scenario' on tiktok, i did ask for permission to borrow the idea but i changed it./0/17974/coverorgin.jpg?v=09f57fb4029438c207cc024c7d692bd5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
