Romance Books for Women
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Reborn, I Rewrite My Fate
Donna's previous life had been a complete mess. Despite her family's objections, she married Andrew, building a life with him from nothing and enduring years of hardship by his side. But when success finally came, he betrayed her-having an affair with her stepsister, Sakura. Worse, the two conspired against her, ultimately having her locked away in a psychiatric hospital. In the end, she was pushed from a building. She and the child she was carrying passed away in agony. Now reborn, Donna was determined to rewrite everything. But fate had other plans. She awoke not in her own body, but in someone else's-Bonnie, a woman whose life was even more entangled in chaos than her own. Bonnie had been used by her fiancé, Randor. He cheated on her with his secretary, then coldly orchestrated her death during a cruelly planned surgery. Donna sighed at the cruel irony. If this was the form her rebirth had taken, then so be it. She would start by helping Bonnie take revenge on that despicable man she once called her fiancé!/0/22378/coverorgin.jpg?v=5294a77ed8a894b44a971277f03b4642&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Moonville Universe: The Blockbuster Cupid (English Edition)
He has always been popular since high school. He was a heartthrob in the making. She has always been the smart girl. She's one of those 'perfect' students. She actually managed to steal the heart of the high school heartthrob. Back then, his heart throbs only for her. Years passed and nothing changed. Girls still desire to have a chance to be with him. There's just one thing that changed, though - She's not the girl that he wants to be with anymore./0/76561/coverorgin.jpg?v=1eac73c7f0784cc48720fda8fd261241&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love me Again
Rainzelle Vaness Claudia lives a life that mirrors a modern-day Cinderella-trapped under the roof of her stepmother and stepsiblings after the tragic death of her parents. Her days are filled with hardship and loneliness, but every night, she escapes to a world within her dreams where a mysterious man awaits. He offers her comfort, whispers words of love, and gives her a glimpse of happiness-yet she doesn't even know his name. When a rare opportunity brings her into a new environment with new friends, her life slowly begins to change. Among them is a charming, overly familiar guy who claims to know her well. His presence tugs at her heart in a way she can't explain. As strange events begin to unfold, Rainzelle finds herself caught between dreams and reality. Who is the man from her dreams? And why does the stranger in her waking life feel so familiar? Mystery, romance, and fate collide in a story where dreams may hold more truth than reality./0/86619/coverorgin.jpg?v=c3fa3e150769e53bde5382a8dd14823a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Con That Broke My Heart
The air in the City Clerk' s office was thick with the smell of old paper and cheap disinfectant. My name, Ethan Miller, sat on the marriage license, waiting for one more signature to make Chloe my wife. Then, a picture of her childhood friend, Liam O' Connell, bleeding with a razor blade nearby, flashed on her phone: "Goodbye, Chloe." She bolted, claiming he' d kill himself because of her. A minute later, a message from Chloe arrived: "Even though Liam and I are married now, he's still willing to let you be my side-piece. You should learn from his generosity and understanding. Don't be ungrateful." She then promised me weekly visits once my father' s assets transferred to her. I was left alone, staring at the empty space where she had been, with the clerk looking on with pity. The staged suicide, her frantic escape-it was all a setup. They had been bleeding me dry, and I had been too blind, too desperate for her love, to see it. It wasn't just a few incidents. It was a pattern. A long con. She thought she had abandoned me, but she had no idea. The game was over. She just didn't know it yet./0/45414/coverorgin.jpg?v=a335a42bef988bbfdd8c768342914305&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Night With The King
A child out of wedlock and worst of all, the child belongs to the ruling king. Sophia is a palace maid and one night, the king got too drunk, and she had been cleaning up for him when he kissed her and they ended up in bed together, the king seemed not to remember what happened between them and so she tried to forget it too but fate choose not to let her forget when she found out she was pregnant. She knew she can't have the baby if they find out whose child it was and she didn't want to abort her child. Will she be able to keep her child's father's identity a secret or will the king remember what happened between them?/0/80779/coverorgin.jpg?v=f5699b044e8228400421d0e973bc5d0e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Blind Devotion
Ethan Caldwell, the silent, brooding man I hired to protect me, became my world. I’d found him battered and broken in an alley, a lonely art student extending an impulsive hand. For months, he was my quiet guardian, his intense gaze a constant comfort. Then my stepsister, beautiful, fragile-looking Chloe, entered our lives. She spun a story of childhood bravery, of saving a boy, clinching it with a cheap, painted whistle she swore was a cherished memento. Every word was a lie. In an instant, Ethan’s loyalty mutated. His icy stare, once a barrier to the world, turned on me, accusing. Chloe, his supposed childhood savior, became his singular, toxic obsession. His "protection" transformed into a relentless torment for me. My art, my passion, systematically obliterated. My masterpiece, ruined by her "clumsy" accident. My painting hand, my Achilles tendon, deliberately shattered to cripple my future, all dismissed as "an unfortunate incident." My own father and brother, swayed by Chloe’s manipulative pleas, turned their backs, echoing accusations of my "jealousy" and "instability." Ethan—the man I saved, the man I trusted—suppressed undeniable evidence of Chloe's deceit, even orchestrating her winning a prestigious art competition with *my* stolen designs. I lay physically broken in a hospital bed, isolated, bleeding internally from my stepsister's calculated cruelty. How could the man I saved—the man who claimed to protect—become my ruthless tormentor? Was his devotion to Chloe’s fabricated innocence so profoundly blind he’d sacrifice *everything* for her: truth, justice, even my life? When they demanded a public apology from me for Chloe's lies—a condition for receiving life-saving medical care—something inside me snapped. At a high-society gala, facing their public condemnation, I finally hit back. I raised my cane. Not at Chloe, but at my own mending leg, deliberately inflicting fresh horror to expose every lie, every betrayal. This was my fight, and I would make them see the truth, no matter the cost./0/87268/coverorgin.jpg?v=f94ffc6b47f64094c2e33d511046bc27&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Their Tears, My Sweet Revenge
My life was supposed to be a fairytale, growing up in the Thompson mansion, caught between the unwavering devotion of Mark and David. I believed their affection was the most stable thing in my life. But on my 25th birthday, when I finally gathered the courage to tell them I wanted marriage and a family, David smirked and called our twenty years together "just a bit of fun," and Mark dismissed me, citing his career. The next day, at my birthday party, they publicly humiliated me by simultaneously proposing to Sarah, the housekeeper's daughter. David then cruelly forced a strong drink into my hand, knowing I had a sensitive stomach, causing internal bleeding. As paramedics wheeled me away, they shielded Sarah' s eyes and muttered I was "just trying to get attention" with a "fake illness." Back at the mansion, my belongings were piled in the hall to make room for Sarah, and my job was given to her. David, to amuse Sarah, ripped apart my childhood teddy bear, throwing its head at my feet. Later, Mark slapped me, and David kicked my ankle, leaving me in the mud. I didn' t understand why their love turned to such cruelty, why they had so easily discarded twenty years of my life for a new obsession. What had truly changed? Lying in the hospital, my decision hardened: I would marry Mr. Sullivan, the man my mother had arranged, and finally choose myself./0/81753/coverorgin.jpg?v=037c9f58fd87a98587276b1d20c18514&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fiancée Who Forgot Me
The world tilted, and then went black for a second. I came to with Jess screaming my name after a cyclist hit me, and I pulled her to safety. At the hospital, with a mild concussion, I had a stupid idea: I' d pretend I had amnesia and ask Jess, "Who are you?" Her eyes widened, but then a strange, unreadable expression flickered across her face. With a voice suddenly too sweet, she leaned in and said, "Oh, Ethan, you don' t remember me? I' m Jessica, and Chloe is actually your fiancée. We were just out as friends." My mind went blank, not from the concussion, but from genuine shock. Chloe? Her best friend Chloe? Jess was selling it hard, claiming I'd been "confused" even before the accident and that Chloe was my true love. This wasn' t funny anymore; a cold feeling started in my stomach. She insisted Chloe take me home, citing that familiarity would aid my "recovery." As I lay in Chloe' s unfamiliar bed, the scent of vanilla filling the air, I realized Jess wasn't just playing along; she was hijacking my prank for her own twisted agenda. Then, I overheard her on the phone: she called me "boring" and "clingy," bragging about using Chloe as a "break" so she could see her old flame, Mark. The raw ache in my chest had nothing to do with the concussion; it was the sting of deliberate, cruel dismissal. My fiancée was throwing me away, deliberately and publicly, to pursue someone else. Why was Chloe, this quiet, uncomfortable stranger, going along with Jess' s insane scheme? My anger hardened, but so did a new resolve: if Jess wanted a break, she' d get one, but it would be entirely on my terms. I would expose her lies, one "amnesiac" step at a time./1/110629/coverorgin.jpg?v=fb75c2cf3e8d12d402778c1709c7b2da&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrothed To Moron
"Do you know what marriage is?" Evelyn asked with a raised brow. "Marriage is 'I do' and 'you do', then boom, children come in anytime they want," Drake replied with a cute smile. "How do children come in?" She asked knowingly. "Man and a woman call them," he replied foolishly. "How do they call them?" She probed. "Just like this..." He placed his phone to his ear. "I already forgot that it's useless talking to you," Evelyn got annoyed and walked away *** Twenty years old Evelyn Brown was forced to marry the son of the richest man in the country, Drake Valentino. She thought her life was perfect, not until she was forced to get married to a man she barely knows because of money. Evelyn had thought the arranged marriage wasn't bad as her groom was a handsome young man from a rich family, just like hers until she entered the marriage. She was shocked into disbelief when she realized her husband wasn't as normal as she thought he was, he was a complete... Moron!/0/19459/coverorgin.jpg?v=c2aba21717480af2d50956d6bf71158d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
TRIO LOVE STORY
"Ahhh. Let go of me you pervert!" Kalen shouted right to his face as she tried to pull out her wrist from Jackson's tight grip. 'Pervert?! No one ever called me that!’ Jackson fumed at that thought. Indeed no one ever did that to Jackson. Maybe because he never did that to anyone. Now, Kalen ticked him off. Jackson's face immediately turned red as what Kalen said really made him upset. Kalen got scared again because that is the same face on his face when he kissed her earlier. 'Oh no!’ Kalen screams in her mind. "Pervert? Let go of you?. In your dream!. I’ll show you what a pervert would do” Then Jackson kissed her again and again. Kalen's head moves left and right, right and left, to avoid his kiss. "Stop mm.. mm kissing.. me!" Kalen shouted words barely out of her mouth because Jackson kept on kissing her. Few minutes passed. Now both of them panting, gasping for air again. "Let go of me!" Kalen said within her gritted teeth. She is trying to get up, but both of her wrists are tightly pinned by Jackson. Her eyes were full with anger. "I will. Apologies to me first" Jackson said. Her fiery angry eyes didn’t weaken Jackson even a little bit. Instead, he doubled or maybe more his intense gaze on her. "Why should.. Okay.. I'm sorry.." Kalen was about to complain but under Jackson's stern gaze, she knew she had to compromise. "Apology accepted. Now, be a good girl. You have to obey from this moment.." Jackson got cut off by Kalen protests outburst "Why should I obey you?. I'm not your employee nor girlfriend or wife!" "Seriously, you want me to do it again?" Jackson said as his face got closer, his warning was so obvious. "Humm.. Okay. Okay. I'll listen to you" Again Kalen compromised. ‘You perverted jerk!’ She cursed in her mind. "Good. Now go back home. I'll send someone to pick you up at 5" Jackson ordered her. She nodded like a good and well behaved puppy. Jackson satisfied and patted her head gently said "Good girl". Jackson got off her, he then straightened his coat, crossed his leg, casually playing his phone as if nothing happened. That is where everything begin.. Can they have the happiness that everyone deserved?... Can they walk through the challenges destined in their life?... Will they stay together until the very end of the time?... This is the story of three young women who had their destiny and fate entangled with another three young men. Join their journey and start read now!... #Trio_Love_Story #Book_1 ⚠️ Disclaimer : All the copyright of the photos that had been using in the BOOK COVER is belong to it’s owner./0/48984/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1de035e457881b621d5a845723cdfcf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bride Behind The Mask
He ruled as the powerful and ruthless king of the magnificent realm of Stonebridge, with the ability to shape his fortunes effortlessly. However, fate led him into a carefully planned marriage of convenience with her. While he projected an image of invincibility, keeping others at a distance, deep down, he held her close in his heart, yearning for her both physically and emotionally. “Marguerite, I searched tirelessly for fifteen long years just to find you. Please, I beg you, never leave me again, alright? I love you more than words can express. From the darkest nights to the first light of dawn, from twilight to every season, my love for you knows no bounds.” He whispered gentle words of affection and endless declarations of love, wanting to share them all with her. Despite her unassuming appearance, she became the precious../0/33086/coverorgin.jpg?v=c6d4b4d7bc48fb315312d38738cfb569&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marry Me Now
Marriage is never an easy thing and being forced out of your home with nowhere to go, hours after you find out you've been betrayed by your husband and best friend, Tessa Carl is completely torn apart. With no money, a home, or family, what is she to do? Where is she to go? Everything is a huge mess and she's trying hard to fix it all while staying in a hotel where she meets the ever goofy Jake Hensen and extremely hot Austin Kings. Who will claim the damsel and win her heart?/0/23677/coverorgin.jpg?v=150a3d67d787ddbb6d90b0234acd8489&imageMogr2/format/webp)
STILL WITH YOU
"I tried to keep myself away from her but she stepped in my bubble and ignited the desire for her again. Her smell , her touch , her smile everything is disturbing me. When she praised me I thought may be there was a chance for our relationship but the next second she reminded me of her boyfriend shattering my hopes all over again" "Anger, sadness, anxiety, fear , jealous, happiness and love my heart is feeling all these emotions right now which I never knew they were existed inside me until I met him" What will happen when a metropolitan headstrong girl meets a village soft man? She is rude and practical He is calm and sorted She believes in money He believes in others happiness Does the Newton's law of attraction ever work between them?/0/33735/coverorgin.jpg?v=8fdea1c09b8dc9bfd5f8d9fea00a3434&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unbreakable Bond
Chris Donovan vs. Shane Lewis Chris Donovan has never known peace since that fateful night. He’d done something very bad. And he never dreamt he would ever come face to face with the person he’d wronged…the one person whose name made him shake with regret, pain, sadness and desire…the one person who could make his world stop, with a mere glance. Shane Lewis had everything that money could buy. He was a billionaire. Shane had looks, power, and money. His name put the fear of God into people. So what could render a hunk like Shane speechless, make him quiver in fear, and even make him wish for death? Each man had to learn the hard way that once you give your heart away, you don’t so easily get it back. And no matter how much they pretend, they could never forget the taste of their first kiss. Theirs was an unbreakable bond!/0/84998/coverorgin.jpg?v=0a02ad41f12bbd76ab7fbd302ba4d61b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal's Bitter Taste
I clutched the heavy trophy, validation for placing first at the International "Le Cordon Bleu" Grand Prix, a win that felt like the culmination of a lifelong dream. It was our fifth anniversary, and I couldn't wait to surprise Olivia with both the trophy and the Sterling Corporation contract-a multi-million dollar deal that would secure our future. But when I pushed through the restaurant doors, the festive buzz hit me first, then the sight of Olivia on a makeshift stage, her hand intertwined with Mark' s, my long-time mentor. Her amplified voice cut through the air: "…and I owe it all to one person… Mark!" The roar of applause, then Mark's lips on hers, a full, lingering kiss, right there in front of everyone. My world tilted. When Olivia finally noticed me, her smile faltered for a mere second, replaced by a cool annoyance. "Ethan," she flatly stated, "You' re back. This isn' t a good time." Mark smirked, wearing my head chef' s jacket, confirming my deepest fears. The contract I' d just secured was scoffed at, called "naive." How could she? The woman I loved, the partner I built everything with, dismissed me as "incompetent," her betrayal a physical blow. The humiliation burned, a hot, sharp thing in my throat. I stood there, reeling, the echoes of their mocking laughter ringing in my ears. But that was the moment everything changed. The pristine pages of the Sterling contract tore with a satisfying rip as I shredded it into pieces, letting them flutter to her feet like fallen snow. I walked out of that restaurant, turning my back on five years of my life, picking up the phone to call the one man who could help me reclaim my future: my father./0/89216/coverorgin.jpg?v=941e1441de586b4219914f5e899fc6ec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Husband's Secret Divorce
The fluorescent hum of the DMV was the soundtrack to my boring life, until I tried to replace my lost driver's license. "Your marital status. It says you're divorced," the clerk said, shattering my five-year marriage to Jackson Parks with a single, flat sentence. My husband, Jackson, the man who swore he loved me, had secretly divorced me three years ago. Not only that, he had remarried the very next day to Candida Camacho, the woman who had tried to murder me on my wedding day and left me infertile. And they had a two-year-old son, Joey. I stumbled home, my world a blur, only to find Jackson and Candida in our living room, arguing. "I hate having to pretend for that pathetic woman!" Candida shrieked. Jackson, my husband, pleaded, "I love you. I've always loved you." The man I sacrificed everything for, who swore to destroy her, was now playing house with my attempted murderer, and I was the fool living in his house, sleeping in his bed, believing his lies. The pain in my abdomen, a phantom ache from five years ago, flared to life, mirroring the gaping wound in my soul. I would not be his victim anymore. "Hamilton," I said into the phone, my voice clear and steady. "I need your help. I need you to help me die."/0/80456/coverorgin.jpg?v=08fde9e7f6ddb84de5f85d583bd7f543&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FROM BETRAYAL TO BLISS
Fred a famous billionaire got cheated by her fiancée, kitana.After, a couple of days her secret act was uncovered by Angela,Kitana's best friend. Kitana's relationship with Fred,his billionaire fiance, was now in the hands of Angela. Fred broke up with Kitana after Angela had finally revealed the secret and Angela had become pregnant at the same time for Fred,her fiance's best friend. Kitana was ready to pay her back for betraying her. She was arrested in the act with her mob team by the police. Fred finally found solace in Angela and lived a comfortable life he had been dreaming About./0/43469/coverorgin.jpg?v=2c9eddfbd28db0d015d8c602b46cec85&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Enslaved By The Ceo
There was a threat in his voice: "I have a proposal, so listen carefully." He began, "I'm not going to sue you." It seems as though what he said has relieved me. He said, "But you'll be my slave," and I froze. I was even more shocked to hear, "My sex slave, rather." You simply need to be my slave, Nathania, but if you don't want to, I won't throw you in jail and I'll give back your scholarship, so don't worry about that." He smiled. He said, "I'll keep bringing charges against you. You'll go to jail. Your life will be ruined." "Nathania, I don't mind if you call me evil. Agree if you don't want your life to go any worse. Be Nathania, my sex slave."/0/59043/coverorgin.jpg?v=1c19776602d2d1a181d95a2a32b1642b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dare To Love You
Blind date? Why Not! That was Lea's first thought when offered by her sister. However, who would have thought the blind date would end in a mess? The complications at the beginning of the meeting made Lea even more hostile to Shane, even though, in their hearts, they loved each other./0/40225/coverorgin.jpg?v=fd680a6816eba8dac92c7b398b3812a0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
