Romance Books for Women
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The Fiancée Who Vanished
My wedding day was supposed to be perfect, a cascade of ivory lace and a secret smile for the life growing inside me. I was marrying Ethan, the brilliant tech entrepreneur, the man who had swept me off my feet, the father of our child. Then, a knock on the door, and my maid of honor’s whispered words shattered everything: "His plane went down. No survivors." Grief crushed me, a physical weight, obscuring the world in a blur of hushed voices and endless pain. My rock, my older brother David, shielded me as I navigated the nightmare of loss, our future obliterated. Weeks later, a ghost of Ethan arrived – his identical twin, Marcus – with his "spiritual guide," Isabella, a woman with unnervingly serene eyes. But one sleepless night, voices from the library pierced the silence: Eleanor, Ethan’s mother, was confronting "Marcus," calling him Ethan. My blood ran cold as I heard him confess he faked his death for Isabella, claiming she had aggressive leukemia, promising to return when she was gone. The man I loved, the father of my child, had orchestrated this monstrous betrayal, making me mourn him while he was alive and with her. Then came the anonymous video: Ethan and Isabella, their raw, animalistic passion a calculated act of cruelty designed to inflict maximum pain, and it worked. My despair turned to a cold, hard rage, culminating in a decision only he forced me to make. I called David, my voice trembling with fury: "He faked his death. I want him to believe I’m gone because of him. I want to disappear." This time, my disappearance wouldn't be a tragedy; it would be the first act of my retribution, a masterpiece of his own making./0/43472/coverorgin.jpg?v=1b66857d257920855bf5ac7f5596a9b9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Engagement Chaos
"Vexen, you know that I love you and I want the best of you, right?" he said. Even though I wondered what he was doing, I nodded. "You're already twenty-five and not getting any younger. And I'm old too. So I want to see you get married before I die." I swallowed. I don't think I'll like what Papà has to say to me. "And?" "I want you to marry the second son of the Mancini, he said, making my eyes widen. "I'm sorry, Papà. I must have heard wrong. Potrebbe ripetare per favore?" Can you please say that again? "Voglio che tu sposi il secondogenito dei Mancini." He repeated what he said, so I really stood up. "No! No, Papa. I won't marry him!" "Vexen! I already made a promise to Mr. Mancini that you would marry his second son!" I shook my head. What's the trick again? I will marry Mancini's slender son. Maybe instead of him protecting me, I will protect him! "No, Papa! I will not marry him!" "You will not embarrass me at the Mancini, Vexen!" I laughed. Why is it because he's making an agreement? He's not the one getting married! "All my life I've been following your orders, Papà! Even if it's dangerous for me! I followed your orders with no complaints, so please, just this once. Spare me just this once, Papà!" "No, Vexen! If you will not marry the second son of Mancini, then forget that you have a father! And I will forget you and treat you as a dead person if you say no again!" I couldn't believe I was looking at my father. I wanted to cry, but I was so surprised that he could tell me that. Just because I won't marry the Mancini family, will he forget that I'm his daughter? I laughed and shook my head, one after another. "No. I will not marry the Mancini, and if that's what you want, then I will forget that I have a father, too, I said before I left his office and went to my room./0/94627/coverorgin.jpg?v=57eec5abee6c77143f81d6469871b025&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Biker's Claim
A virgin at thirty? A plus-size? Yes, that's Hera. After a painful heartbreak, she shuts herself off and chooses to focus on her career. Well, that's until She meets Mason aka Viper, the leader of Shadow riders motorcycle club on her way to her best friends wedding. He stakes his claim on her but life has a way of messing people up. Past traumas and bitter Ex's crawl on them. Hera has a secret, will Mason accept this side of her when he learns about it? *** He is ready to settle, she only wants to play around. He is Jepoy aka Zero. The deadly weapon of the club, yet she elopes his traps, avoiding his claim. She was not always like this, a traumatic marriage changed her. He saved her from him, but he can't save her from the hell she lives in everyday. Chloe knows she isn't ready to settle, Jepoy knows he must stake a claim on her. Two wounded souls, two different destination, is there a future for them? TRIGGER WARNING: The story contains sensitive information./0/20163/coverorgin.jpg?v=d6444db299fd4d75185245c193442896&imageMogr2/format/webp)
GIRLFRIEND FOR HIRE
~A Night For A Dime, Cash For My Body, My Dignity For Survival. Annabelle Sinclair never believed there is any good left in the world, she's a pessimist who would rather be alone than be with any other, with a heart cold as ice, a face beautiful as Cinderella guys would love to get one taste of her and she took it to her advantage. ***** All was going well until she made one costly mistake, she paid the price for it and she never remained the same. Years later, she's trying to build herself back up, she dug up graves to keep her past buried but no matter what it always came back to haunt her. Some say a mistake can only be undone by another so that's exactly what she did, she made yet another mistake and this time it was even worst than the last. She became..... A GIRLFRIEND FOR HIRE./0/25169/coverorgin.jpg?v=eaf6733e2c58c728d6bec01c0e13e152&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rebirth of Hacker Queen
In her previous life, she was killed by her scum husband and her angelic bitch adopted sister on her obstetric table, and her newborn child died in front of her. Born again, she became his little aunt and used her hacking skills to put them on the trending for a long time. After managing to avenge herself on them, she would keep her mind on research. But what did the man mean by refusing to divorce, wasn't that a deal? "Master Brook, our deal has expired." "What, you finished using me and want to run? Believe it or not, I'll break your leg?" One morning when she woke up, Susie Sharp held her waist with a look of distress, "Lord, it's better to break my legs, my waist can't bear it." The Lord laughed evilly, "It's too late to turn back now, but as compensation, how about I lie down next time? I promise to cooperate with you!" Susie lifted her forehead, "Lord, where is your face?" The Lord directly pulled her into his arms, "I have a wife, that's enough, why do I have to save face? Seemingly face is not going to give me a daughter!"/0/46601/coverorgin.jpg?v=b8dfd304bd12cf1b4d03208334690d4a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
It's My Destiny
In quiet corners of jace's life, music had once reigned supreme, filling his days with melodies and dreams. However, a series of unfortunate events had led him to relinquish his passion. He put away his instruments, locked his compositions in a dusty old drawer, and vowed never to return to the world of music. Jace had thought he'd given up on music forever, but thanks to Dorah, the lady he met online. His unexpected encounter with Dorah sparked a remarkable connection that unearthed the musical talent Jace had buried deep within himself, leaving him with a life-altering decision to make. "It's MY DESTINY," embarks on a journey into the mosaic of human connections, exploring the profound impact that one individual can wield over the trajectory of another's./0/85241/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106205851&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Amnesia's Gift: A New Beginning
The antiseptic smell was sharp, the ceiling a stark white as I blinked myself awake, the rhythmic beeping of a machine my only company. A dull ache pinned me to the mattress, and I stared at the IV in my arm, a blank slate where memories should have been. Then, the door swung open, and three figures walked in: my impeccably dressed adoptive parents and my effortlessly confident adoptive brother, Liam. "Oh, for God's sake, Ethan. Are you done with this charade? Another one of your pathetic stunts to get attention," my adoptive mother, Mrs. Reed, sighed, her face a mask of weary frustration. My adoptive father, Mr. Reed, didn't even look at me, his gaze fixed on Liam. Liam stepped forward, a perfect blend of concern and superiority. "I'm just worried about Ethan. He seems... confused." Confusion turned to panic as their words landed like stones, painting a picture of a disappointing, burdensome person I didn't recognize. "Who... who are you?" I rasped, my voice foreign even to myself. Mrs. Reed scoffed. "Now he's pretending to have amnesia. How original." Then, Olivia, my wife, entered, her presence commanding, her eyes cold. "Is he done making a fool of himself? And me?" she cut through the air, her voice frigid. "The press is already sniffing around. 'Tech CEO Olivia Reed's husband in another suicide attempt.' Is this the life you want for me, Ethan?" Humiliation washed over me as whispers from the hallway confirmed my role: the artist who married Olivia Reed, pitied for his pathetic attempts, rumored to be in a loveless marriage with a woman who loved his brother. They left eventually, leaving me with the silence, the beeping, and a profound realization. This emptiness wasn't a void; it was a blank slate. The amnesia wasn't a curse; it was a mercy. It was a chance to escape a life I couldn't remember, a life that sounded like a prison. I fumbled for the phone, my finger landing on "Lawyer." "Ethan Miller," I said, my voice stronger now, filled with a newfound resolve. "We need to proceed."/0/74134/coverorgin.jpg?v=87a984b60959ef60a92c82505083fba0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Nanny for the mafia boss
Isabella Lopez thought she was escaping her past when she took a job as a nanny for the quiet, reserved Matteo Romano. What she didn't expect was his father. Lorenzo Romano is powerful, dangerous, and feared by everyone who knows his name. A man with blood on his hands and enemies at every turn. But when Isabella enters his world, she does something no one else has, she stands her ground. She protects his son. And she makes him feel something he swore he was incapable of. But Lorenzo isn't the only one keeping secrets. When a bounty is placed on both of their heads, Isabella realizes the danger surrounding them isn't just because of Lorenzo's past, it's because of hers. The shadows she ran from have finally caught up, and now, the only way to survive is to trust the one man she should fear the most. With enemies closing in and betrayal lurking in the dark, Isabella and Lorenzo must fight not only for their lives, but for the chance at something neither of them ever thought possible. Lies will be exposed. Blood will be spilled. And in the end, love may not be enough to save them/0/81643/coverorgin.jpg?v=a272ead2071c56d54ace892fd6071475&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unloved In His Own Home
Ethan Miller, a quiet craftsman, was a phantom in his own mansion. His wife, Olivia, and daughter, Chloe, orbited Julian Vance, Olivia's charismatic college sweetheart, leaving Ethan feeling unseen and unloved, merely furniture. The call came: Chloe fell at school. Rushing there, he watched Olivia and Julian sweep past him, directly to his injured child, ignoring him completely. The rejection was instant. Chloe flinched from his touch, whimpering, "I want Julian!" Olivia publicly shamed Ethan for the accident, while Julian' s smug glances reinforced his inadequacy. Ethan was an outsider, even in his daughter's pain. Later revelations: Chloe' s "accidents" were deliberate, encouraged by Julian, confirming Ethan' s deepest fears. Was this betrayal his inescapable fate? His own daughter, groomed to reject him; his wife, a stranger to his agony. What profound flaw in him justified such calculated cruelty, his unwavering devotion constantly meaning nothing? Then came the final, crushing blows: his beloved mother' s sudden death, followed by his birthday pie – a sacred link to her love – carelessly devoured by Julian and dismissed by Olivia. Shattered, Ethan declared, "I'm done, Olivia. I want a divorce." He vowed to escape and find genuine love and a family that truly saw him./0/18599/coverorgin.jpg?v=863b50b49c42c08ec2bd4c84716f4dc1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Crisis Of Lust
Framed by her sister, Claire went into Chason’s room on her birthday and lost herself to him. However, the moment she figured out the truth, she realized that she had been living in a family of liars. When she thought nothing could possibly be any worse, she slipped and fell in front of the new president of her company. Only then did she find out that the man she had slept with that night had gotten her pregnant!/0/81956/coverorgin.jpg?v=81ee0f250ed96dd5743719d2f81eae88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Their Dark Game
I'm Ava, a software engineer. But my reality is a nightmare. I' ve "died" twice in premonitions, murdered by my childhood friends, Liam and Noah, who were obsessed with another girl, Eliza. Now, framed as a corporate spy, I' m at their memorial, for men supposedly dead in a fiery crash. Then, they appear. Alive. They demand I choose one of their "legacies," implying my charges vanish if I comply. Their return isn't a miracle. It' s a terrifying trap. These men, who once "killed" me, kidnap me again, trying to extract my secrets. They publicly brand me an imposter, even parading out another woman as the "real" Eliza. My reputation, my sanity, everything is on the line. How can I fight these controlling ghosts who claim to love me but treat me as a replacement? Is this elaborate gaslighting, or is a deeper, more sinister plot unfolding around me? The line between my chilling premonitions and current reality blurs dangerously. What dark game are they playing? But I have a secret weapon: my late father's hidden data chip and a desperate, clandestine agreement with the powerful Julian Hayes. I will inject an experimental memory-restoring compound, risking everything to uncover the truth and dismantle a vast, deadly conspiracy, even if it means confronting my own haunting past head-on./0/86962/coverorgin.jpg?v=d0e8f46cb29a11194c9f62568646581f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Betrayal, My Second Chance
The last thing I remembered was the cold hospital room and the flatlining heart monitor. My wife, Ava, wasn't there; she was too busy arranging my adopted brother Ben's funeral. My own birthday had been my death sentence. Mr. Chen, a rival, lunged at me with a knife. Ava, my bodyguard and fiancée, threw herself in front of Ben, not me. The blade severed my spinal cord. I spent a decade paralyzed, yet I married her, giving her everything-my fortune, my name, my pathetic love. She never let me touch her. Only after her death did I learn the truth: love letters addressed to Ben, bank statements showing her funneling my money to him. Her last diary entry: "Ben is everything. I will protect him with my life, just like I did on that day." The monitor went silent. My world turned black. Then, a voice: "Ethan, it's time to decide." My eyes snapped open. I was in the Miller estate, on my 25th birthday, the day I chose my wife. Ava stood there, cool and distant, an ice queen I had spent a lifetime trying to melt. A jolt of pure, undiluted hatred coursed through me. "I've made my decision," I said, voice steady. I looked past Ava, past her confident smirk, and my eyes landed on Chloe Davis. In my past life, she was the only one who visited me. "My choice," I announced, ringing with finality, "is not Ava Lewis."/0/80861/coverorgin.jpg?v=77cb2bb55996726ef0c57d30091009c2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Broken to Unbreakable
My father lay dying, his last wish a simple Sunday dinner with all of us. My husband, Mark, already distant, was of course, absent. Then the doorbell rang, and there stood Jessica Evans, Mark’s intern, visibly pregnant, her harsh words declaring Mark needed to face his responsibilities. The shock drained the life from my father, and he passed away that very night. Mark’s voice was flat the next morning, offering only a callous, "That's too bad. I'll try to get away for the funeral." He didn't ask how I was, he didn’t apologize, and then he proposed a horrifying schedule: weekdays with me, weekends with his pregnant mistress and their unborn child, as if it were "fair." The word echoed, twisting the knife of betrayal and grief in my gut. How could the man who once promised me a lifetime of love now offer such a chillingly casual arrangement, prioritizing his image over my shattered heart, forgetting the child we lost supporting his dreams? That night, as he slept beside me, I quietly opened my laptop, choosing not a divorce lawyer, but a path to freedom and purpose through the American Resilience Corps./0/22510/coverorgin.jpg?v=72e09463cce8b4dd5612bd892a26c1ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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=20260106211125&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=622c5132f230858cfb82db7214c832d0&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!"/0/55049/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./0/99790/coverorgin.jpg?v=316f29d8fc97d6cd18ac8dc5d29ddc12&imageMogr2/format/webp)
