Romance Books for Women
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The Price Of Unspoken Love
Six years ago, I destroyed the only man I ever loved to save him. Today, he walked back into my life to take the only thing I have left. I was dying of leukemia, with only months to live. My only wish was to spend that time with my daughter, Kenzie. But I was being sued for custody by my deceased husband's sister, who demanded a fortune I didn't have. Then, the opposing lawyer walked in. It was Bryan Flores. He stood by, his face a mask of indifference, as his client slapped me across the face. He threatened to take my daughter, calling me an unfit mother. "Sign it," he said, his voice like ice. "Or I will see you in court, and I will take everything from you. Starting with your daughter." He didn't know Kenzie was his child. He didn't know I was dying. He only knew he hated me, and he now had a new family with the very woman whose family had destroyed mine. I had sacrificed everything to protect him, pushing him away with cruel lies so he could have a future. But my sacrifice had turned him into a monster, and he was now the weapon being used to destroy me completely. To save our daughter, I gave up my life-saving treatment money and sent her far away. As he celebrated the birth of his new child on the floor above, I died alone in a hospital bed. But I left him a letter. A letter that would burn his perfect world to the ground./0/24708/coverorgin.jpg?v=f62c283043fde7c82674d775a681196b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FOREVER MINE!!!
Esther never knew that life could be more intriguing that just being a house maid at her aunt's residence where she has to endure the pain and suffering subjected to her by by her relation. She has to pay for others mistakes but all is not lost. There's a beam of light at the end of the tunnel when love finds her despite her unfortunate circumstances. The mayors son will have to jump every huddle to make her his./0/88065/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d0b2c7b53bfb3053400e4813f94b65e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She gave me sight, I lost her forever
Kael gradually regained his sight until he was fully healed, while Lyra discovered her first gray hair, a symbol of the passage of time. Mirkay, seeking investors for her company, contacted Kael's company. Lyra, tasked with rejecting the proposal, made Mirkay realize that the company belonged to Kael. After an investigation, Mirkay discovered that Lyra was the daughter of the man who had once asked him for help. With Ferrer's help, Kael and Lyra attended a meeting of werewolves. Upon seeing Kael, many began to rebel against Mirkay. Artemisa, realizing the situation, became consumed with jealousy towards Lyra. Kael, with the support of his betas, reclaimed the throne without resistance, as his clan was tired of Mirkay's rule. Mirkay, defeated, swore revenge. Mirkay informed Lyra's father that his daughter was now the King's Luna, suggesting he ask her for money. After being rejected, Lyra's father publicly accused her of betraying her clan. Sora, discovering that Lyra was her half-sister and that Kael was the king, tried to seduce Kael and demanded privileges in the company and the clan. Tired of the constant annoyances from her father and Sora, Lyra confronted her father about the way he treated her mother. Kael supported Lyra and initiated a trial against them in the werewolf council. Kael insisted on marrying Lyra, but she rejected the proposal, concerned about her short life expectancy. Kael, misunderstanding the situation, believed Lyra was wavering between him and Ferrer, which enraged him. Artemisa took advantage of the situation to get closer to Kael. Although Kael planned to exile her along with Mirkay, the elders insisted that Lyra was not fit to be Luna and proposed Artemisa as an alternative. Despite Kael's support, Lyra was not accepted by the clan. She dedicated herself to caring for the children and Rose. Kael allowed the children to accompany him in management matters. Rose, reluctant to leave her old house, received frequent visits from Lyra./0/86970/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe21bca9e20d0f61cbb63876225f10e0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Loss, Her Love
My world shattered when Liam, the boy I' d loved my entire life, brought home a vapid social media influencer as his girlfriend. His parents, who always treated me like a daughter, saw my heartbreak and offered to adopt me, to cut the cord of hope that was strangling me. I agreed to be adopted, planning to start a new life in London. But Liam, convinced I was just playing hard to get, staged a humiliating public proposal to his new girlfriend, Brittany, specifically to get a reaction out of me. At the party, he flaunted Brittany, showered her with affection, and even tried to provoke me by giving her the bouquet meant for me. Instead of crumbling, I clapped, then calmly announced to everyone that I was about to become Liam's sister. His fury was immediate. He forced me into his car, subjected me to a degrading display of intimacy with Brittany, and then abandoned me on a deserted road. Just hours later, Liam was severely injured in a car crash, ironically while protecting Brittany, and his parents asked me to stay with him at the hospital. When I found out he had been fed doctored chat logs, twisting my words to paint me as cold and manipulative, I realized his cruel game was all based on a lie. He believed it without question, destroying our 20 years of trust. He then tried to violently force me to marry him, resulting in another car crash that left him with severe, irreversible brain damage, forever trapping him in the mind of a child. But out of that darkness, I found light. In London, I met Ethan, a kind and sincere architect. We fell in love, built a life, and shared a beautiful, uncomplicated future that was more real than any dream Liam had ever promised./0/80869/coverorgin.jpg?v=f47671c9cf54d3d38c919919b1abd751&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond Forgiveness: A Husband's Vengeance
My wife, Sarah, and I had a perfect life plan: no kids, just us, travel, and careers. To seal the deal, I underwent a vasectomy. I came home that day, a bag of frozen peas on my groin, feeling a strange mix of relief and finality, ready to celebrate. But Sarah didn't want to celebrate. She sat beside me, her grip tight, and said, "There's something I need to tell you. I've changed my mind about kids. I want one now. With Ethan." The name of her college flame hit me like a punch. My blood ran cold. She looked at her perfectly manicured nails, explaining calmly, "Since you can't have children now, it actually works out perfectly." She expected me to help raise this child, to be part of their "modern family." The audacity, the sheer, calculated cruelty of it, stole my breath. She had waited, let me go through with an irreversible procedure, then dropped this monstrous bomb. How could someone be so utterly devoid of empathy for the wreckage she’d caused? My mother, Maria, had always said Sarah was a sweet girl, but this was a bottomless abyss of betrayal. I stared at the woman I loved, the woman who had just slit my future open from navel to throat. "I want a divorce, Sarah," I said, the words heavy and final. My love, once a blazing fire, was now a smoldering ruin. In its place, something hard and unforgiving was beginning to grow. This wasn't just a breakup; this was an act of war, and I was going to make sure she paid for every calculated lie./0/37536/coverorgin.jpg?v=ec066d51f5f2c45e0950f3434d916577&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Sweet Addiction
Abeer Malhotra, a billionaire, and the leader of the Mafia world having a dashing personality, elegant and the hottest bachelor of New York. He got betrayed by his own loved ones. His dictionary doesn't include words like "love". Khushi, a kind-hearted, drop-dead gorgeous and innocent soul from India has its own unique style of cherishing every moment of life. But destiny played its cruel game with both of them, getting two different people with different perspectives, different habits, different thoughts and different dreams together. What will happen when their entirely different world will collide? Will they compromise until they both get satisfied with those two lives turning into one or will become stranger once again? Will destiny let them be together forever or parted their ways forever? Join the roller coaster ride, and get ready to enjoy the beautiful love story, where you can feel every emotion of love, anger, mystery, lust, jealously, hatred, thriller and romance. Follow me on Insta "author_anjali" to stay connected for the latest updates of my stories./0/65069/coverorgin.jpg?v=d5da78c016c6dc861932c2c559b1925e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden Fruit
❤️Forbidden Fruit ❤️ Written By Primus Series (Based on a true life story). From Nathan's point of view. You can actually tell and feel when you are starting to fade away from someone. The conversations get shorter, less meaningful and less exciting. You can feel the wall that's coming up between you two and then in the end, you are back to being strangers. How weird and unbelievably fast the night changes. In every relationship, there comes a point when the damage is too much and no matter how good it once was, the memories can't sustain you. Love they say is a beautiful thing. While getting married to the woman you love is the best feeling in the world./0/86188/coverorgin.jpg?v=f17a57edb07b7f0bf699702cf6b8b1bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Fake Death, Her Real Power
The call came on a Tuesday, the day before my wedding. My fiancé, David, was dead, killed in a gang shootout. My world shattered; I was five months pregnant, and the grief choked me so completely I tried to take my own life six times. Why was this pain so absolute, so suffocating, when his mother' s eyes were dry and his twin brother, Mark, couldn' t even be bothered to come home for the funeral? Then, late one night, I heard hushed voices from the study-David' s mother and a voice that was undeniably David' s. "You can't keep this up, David," she said. My blood ran cold. "She's strong, Mom. She'll get over it," David' s voice replied, callous and cruel. He wasn' t dead. He had faked his death to be with Olivia, his brother' s wife, claiming she was too "fragile" to handle the truth of losing Mark. Every tear, every desperate attempt to die, had been for a lie. The grief burned away, replaced by an icy fury. My pain wouldn' t vanish; it would transform into fuel. I picked up my phone, scrolled to a name I never thought I' d call-Ethan Thorne, David' s biggest rival. "Mr. Thorne, this is Sarah Miller," I said, my voice shockingly steady. "Your offer… for a hundred-million-dollar dowry to marry me. Does it still stand?"/1/111218/coverorgin.jpg?v=9a6710bf1b91b37097735626cc1ba060&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FLASH MARRIAGE TO MY EX FIANCE'S FATHER
Dumped at the altar, she shocks everyone by marrying her ex-fiancé's father on the spot. Now she's trapped in a scandalous marriage with a ruthless billionaire, while her ex becomes obsessed with winning her back. But the biggest danger isn't the forbidden love... It's the secrets her new husband is hiding./0/82903/coverorgin.jpg?v=340a3abc59b34f2a0ad5be5ea5c009af&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Naive to Ruthless
The bell above my clinic door jingled. I was Dr. Hayes, a woman who' d finally built a life, a stable family. Pregnant with our planned baby, I believed my husband, Mark, was as excited as I was. Then Chloe, a seemingly confident student, walked in with a smile that felt sharp, unpleasant. "I'm Chloe. Mark's student," she stated, then pushed up her sleeve. There, a fresh tattoo: an infinity symbol intertwined with our anniversary date. "Mark got one too," she purred, "Matching. Cute, right? He said it symbolized forever. Our forever." My stomach clenched, the air left my lungs. That night, Mark played the doting husband, his hand resting on my pregnant belly. But I smelled her perfume, faintly. Days later, I watched on our car's security camera as Mark drove to Chloe's apartment, not a "faculty meeting." I heard him tell her, "Poor Evie. So trusting... Evie' s predictable, a bit naive." He laughed with her, calling my past, my pain, "clingy." Then came Chloe' s texts: a photo of Mark in her bed, followed by a box of my childhood cookies. "He got them for me," she wrote, "Said they reminded him of sweet, innocent things. Guess I' m his new sweet thing." He saw me as the damaged girl from the group home, easily fooled, not the woman I'd become. The man I believed saved me from my past used it to mock me with his mistress. How could I bring our baby into a home built on such casual, callous lies? The trusting, hopeful Evie was gone. I called a clinic, then a ruthless lawyer. This time, I was playing for keeps./0/89317/coverorgin.jpg?v=7523d54ff1514b8aed607279fe10d373&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's Betrayal: A Forged Marriage
"I want a divorce." The words, quiet but firm, cut through the tense air. For five years, I, Harlow Love, had been Kaden Barnes's wife in name only, a transaction to salvage his family's image after my father died saving his life. I endured his cruelty, his humiliation, and watched him openly love another woman. When I finally gathered the courage to ask for freedom, his mother, the matriarch, coldly informed me I'd have to endure the family's "disciplinary measures"—thirty lashes—to prove I wasn't being cast out. But then, a shocking truth shattered my world: "A forgery," Kaden casually revealed. "That marriage isn't even legal." My five years of suffering, the beatings, the public shame, all for a lie. The relief was short-lived. Brittaney, Kaden's mistress, framed me for hurting her dog, then for trying to kill her during a horseback ride. Kaden, blinded by his devotion to her, believed every lie. He brutally punished me, breaking my leg and dislocating my arm, leaving me for dead. I was just a prop, a placeholder, less than a spoiled dog in his eyes. My pain, my dignity, meant nothing. Why did he believe her every word, every tear, over my bleeding body? But in the depths of despair, a lifeline appeared. His mother, horrified by his cruelty, secretly sent me to London, granting me the freedom I had so desperately craved. I was finally free, and I vowed never to see Kaden Barnes again./0/35972/coverorgin.jpg?v=3157aa6f072df9ce58f0702fd2b4642c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Night Of Sin
Due to some awful circumstances, the nineteen-year-old Leila Cole has a financial burden to bear. In her quest to navigate through the complexities of her life, she gets into more troubles. A night out with her best friend to have fun, quickly gets out of hand when she has a meaningless and wild one-night-stand with Lorenzo Henshaw — the handsome and charming stranger she met at the party. Her night of inebriated decision-making turns out to be more than what she bargained for. It yields results and she begins to see her life fall apart as she gets sacked from her part-time job. Fate brings her and Lorenzo together when she starts working for him. Working closely together, they try to suppress their growing feelings for each other due to their bad experiences in their past relationships. But will Leila stay when she learns loving Lorenzo would make her life chaotic?/0/74612/coverorgin.jpg?v=be6c2790af37a98bff80ca9c7bce7647&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MOONLIGHT PROMISES
In the ancient kingdom of Axum, a dark, ancient curse demands blood and sacrifice to maintain balance. Two souls, Carina-a courageous commoner with a poetic heart-and Prince Zayn-born into a legacy of royal duty and burdened by family secrets-find their lives inexplicably intertwined when an ancient covenant is rediscovered. Their burgeoning love, initially kindled by chance and nurtured by shared pain, becomes the beacon of hope for a city on the brink of ruin. As they face a series of trials that test not only their personal devotion but also the very fate of their people, they must confront the legacy of betrayal woven into their bloodlines and decide whether love can ultimately redeem the curse or if it will doom them to eternal sacrifice./0/25178/coverorgin.jpg?v=387beaafb724c95cf589348e935de4ec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Addicted to His Wife
"She spent one night with Simon. Sophie thought she would get rid of his control and cut off their relationship directly, but unexpectedly, he was hunting her all over the city. Finally one day, she was hunted down and brought to him, Simon clinched her jaw and said, “Where’re you trying to go?” Simon curled up a smile when he found hate that flashed in her eyes. Well, it seemed that only if she got well disciplined, she would behave obediently."/0/82434/coverorgin.jpg?v=f264c2cf5037943e5e77cecb2ad91cf5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's Ex-Wife: A Billion-Dollar Comeback
It was our seventh anniversary, Valentine's Day, and I was dining alone at a Michelin-star restaurant in New York. My husband, Jake, CEO of the company I helped build, was a no-show. The phone rang, his voice sharp: "PR crisis." But a younger, female voice giggled in the background, "He means our PR crisis, Mrs. Shen." His intern, Chloe, mocked me, revealing they somehow had matching dresses, and the one meant for me arrived visibly damaged, just like her public flaunting of their affair. The next morning, Jake demanded I create a "united front" at a press conference, simultaneously gaslighting me about the "misunderstanding" and publicly humiliating me for my past. He called me bitter, aging, and dramatic when I recalled his cruel dismissal of my health, even our miscarriage. I dedicated my entire inheritance, my career, my life to him, only to be reduced to "Mrs. Apex CEO," a brand extension. How could the man I built an empire with betray me so brazenly, then have the audacity to demand my compliance? Why did he deliberately mock me, while Chloe sent me pictures of herself in our bed? I was no longer weeping or shaking. The raw sting of his deceit had finally given way to a chilling clarity. My stomach didn't drop, my hands didn't shake. Not anymore. I made one call to my lawyer, initiating divorce proceedings for half of everything. Then I called Ethan Chen, accepting his partnership offer. The ring came off. My new life began now./0/41604/coverorgin.jpg?v=bb86fb09ff11250dc8040c85a4c6af4c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pregnant For The Popular Billionaire
Just a night mistake was enough to destroy her life A single mistake which took all she desired and had, what she wanted to protect and gave her extreme pain. Natasha Banks, a young lady in her 20s fired by her boss by a mistake which was supposed to be blamed on the act/result of alcohol lost her mother in the process of regaining back herself. She traveled out of the country only to return back a year later with a son, HIS SON./0/81339/coverorgin.jpg?v=a644c7d68096d6c24fc2de1abc4c0f90&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Erased Me!
I stood outside our bedroom door, the cool wood pressed to my forehead. My wife, Victoria, was inside, her voice low and urgent. "Liam, stop it. He could be home any minute." Liam. My paralegal. I froze when I heard his next words: "He needs to know you're not some broodmare, Vicky. That pregnancy scare? You told me you almost panicked." Pregnancy scare? She told me she miscarried months ago, blaming my stress. My heart turned to stone. The betrayal deepened with every new piece of evidence. My phone buzzed with anonymous photos: Victoria, laughing, Liam' s arm around her. Then came a video: Victoria, in lingerie I' d never seen, playfully fanning Liam with my inscribed first-edition Gatsby. "He' ll never know," Liam' s voice sneered. "He' s too wrapped up in his dusty old books to notice anything." Victoria giggled, "He's sweet, but so predictable." Then the ultimate blow: Liam proposing "a little Walker," and Victoria' s chilling, calculating smile as she agreed to fake illness to conceal it. I felt nothing but a vast, cold emptiness. The woman I married, the one I truly loved, was a complete stranger. She was a manipulative stranger, plotting a future behind my back, mocking me with my own heartfelt gifts. How could she be so utterly cruel? How could I have been so blindly naive? A small, cool chime sounded in my mind, a sensation only I could perceive: The Legacy. My mother' s deathbed words echoed: "One time, Ethan. A clean break. If you ever need it." I needed it now, more than anything. I watched as my hands began to flicker, growing faintly transparent. The erasure had begun. I was ready to disappear./0/65226/coverorgin.jpg?v=c6952b76b108e8800166d0e8cb9e4feb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
LOST IN LUST{short steamy stories}
THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT🔞 Lost in Lust is a collection of steamy stories that dive into passion, temptation, and raw s*x scenes. Each story unfolds with sexual encounters and irresistible attraction, where sexual fantasies ignite and lovers surrender. Lost in Lust will leave you breathless and sexually aroused. ***** And then he pushed his c*ck inside her once more. He had a hold of her hips and he kept her in place as he went back to fu*king her hard. She felt her breasts swinging backward and forward once more as he thrust at her pussy. She could feel a slight ache, a throbbing, in her pussy. "Oh Fuck me Peter f*ck me! Fill me with your c*m!! That di*k feels soo freaking good!"/0/81652/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd33421d8732b5430a185b388c29197b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Ghost He Couldn't See
Ethan and I were a medical power couple, brilliant doctors at Mount Sinai West, building a life, a future. My world, however, shattered in a horrific car crash. My head throbbed, my vision blurred, and though my words were clear enough to convey a severe neurological emergency, the man I loved, Dr. Ethan Hayes, rushed past my trauma bay. He called me "dramatic," dismissing my critical state to focus on his stepsister, Brooke, who he believed had a 'shattered leg.' I watched, a helpless ghost, as my body flatlined, the monitor's unbroken tone signaling my death. He still didn't know, too preoccupied with fixing Brooke's "injuries," too blind to her manipulative tears and lies about the accident. The betrayal was colder than death itself. Five years, a future planned, all discarded for a carefully crafted pretense. My heart, or what was left of it, ached with an unbearable truth. The true horror, the one that would forever define his torment, was a secret I carried even into the afterlife: I was pregnant. With our child. The baby he unknowingly condemned with his catastrophic medical negligence. His world was about to unravel – spectacularly, brutally. And I, his silent, invisible companion, would be tethered to him, watching every agonizing moment as his brilliant career, his sanity, and his very soul disintegrated./0/86658/coverorgin.jpg?v=07d0313020cba3b4234d476961c9d9c5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
