Romance Books for Women
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Spending Christmas with Mr arrogant
I never believed I'd be the girl navigating feelings for two men but here am I. Nora's life unravels after her boyfriend's betrayal, but a chance encounter with a stoic stranger, Liam, on a turbulent flight sparks an undeniable connection. She walks away thinking to never see him again, but a booking mixup at a resort brings them back together allowing their shared passion to ignite. Yet, with past heartaches holding them back, their future seems uncertain. Back home, as the days unfold, Nora tries to rebuild her life with a charming man who seems perfect for her. As Nora navigates her feelings and confronts her fears, she must choose between the life she imagined and the love she never saw coming./0/89961/coverorgin.jpg?v=99ffbad1cd4748db7c6052c08c9b5696&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I would Never See the Guy I had Loved for Years
Kylee Brooks knelt between Kenney Walsh's legs as she had done countless times before and awkwardly tried to satisfy him. At the moment of passion, Kenney abruptly pushed her away and wheeled himself into the bathroom. He murmured, "Ruth..." Kylee was long used to this and turned to fetch his medicine. She had pursued Kenney for nine years and knew well that he was aloof. When she went to deliver the medicine, she found the bedroom door slightly ajar. Kenney's wheelchair was parked at the door, empty. Kenney pinned Ruth in front of him, and his eyes were blurred as he whispered in her ear, "Ruth, you are mine. You should have been my woman long ago. We depend on each other to become who we are today. I've stayed in a wheelchair to avoid having sex with Kylee. Can't you see how much I love you?" Kylee was stunned and then suddenly realized something. Ruth was Kenney's sister-in-law. She was two years older than Kenney, with a voluptuous figure, yet he never touched her./0/20503/coverorgin.jpg?v=9593fd7c635f56d01cd926586da15c3e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bleeding Rose
Abused, tortured, forced A desperate woman would do anything to save herself from her abusive husband, In order to escape her husband, she would do the impossible to be free But what if the only way out for her, is that she had to die and be forgotten. But can the dead stay dead for long My name is Rose Richards and this is my story/0/81357/coverorgin.jpg?v=7a65649e85f26cd48ed8072c9d14c8c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond Forgiveness: The Vanderbilt Fall
I was eight months pregnant, suffocating inside a gilded cage for ten long years. My marriage to Ethan Vanderbilt was nothing but a cold, calculated transaction. His family paid for my little brother Leo's experimental, life-saving medicine, and in return, I endured Ethan's endless parade of mistresses and his cruel, dismissive taunts. My only flicker of hope, a fragile, dangerous thing in that house, was the life growing inside me. Then, a blinding flash of red on the road. A blaring horn too late. Tiffany Hayes, Ethan' s latest social media darling, caused the crash. I fumbled for my phone, fingers slick with something warm, gasping his name: "Ethan, accident! The baby..." His voice was cold, impatient, as Tiffany's giggle echoed in the background: "Don't be such an attention-seeker." He hung up. In the sterile hospital room, amidst the quiet hum of machines, the doctor' s words were a death knell: "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Vanderbilt. The baby… he didn't make it. Stillborn." My world shattered into a million pieces. Then, my phone rang again, pulling me deeper into the abyss. It was Dr. Ramirez. Due to Ethan's malicious disruption of payments, Leo' s condition had deteriorated rapidly. "He passed away an hour ago, Sarah." My brother. My son. Both gone. Numbness, a heavy blanket, descended. But then, a video message buzzed on my phone: Ethan and Tiffany, hours after the accident, laughing, kissing. "Sarah? She's probably just milking it for sympathy," Ethan slurred from the screen. The casual cruelty of it, the utter, monstrous indifference, curdled my grief into bitter resolve. How could any man be so devoid of a soul? How could a lifetime of sacrifice end in such devastating, calculated malice? That night, something inside me broke free. My baby would be buried in the Vanderbilt plot as was his right. But Leo? His ashes would come home with me. I wasn't just escaping a marriage. I was reclaiming my very soul, leaving the ashes of a destroyed life behind./0/96375/coverorgin.jpg?v=5287d67d1f914921bbe11bd7c4d2ae56&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Bankrupted Him
My ex-boyfriend who had faked his death suddenly came back to life, with a pregnant lifesaver by his side. "Emma, these past years, I owe my survival to Sarah's companionship, which allowed me to come back to see you. From now on, the three of us will live together," James declared confidently, looking at me. "I will register my marriage with Sarah, but I can have a wedding with you, as a form of compensation." I stared at him in disbelief. I, the esteemed eldest daughter of the my rich family, reduced to being his third wheel? If he was tired of being a rich heir, I could certainly help him get back to his roots as a pauper./0/48036/coverorgin.jpg?v=c9c3ffd7166c54ce998adee6b29a6eaa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Cruel Contract
When she had just gotten married, her husband tragically passed away mere hours after their wedding. To her horror, she witnessed the ruthless murder before her very eyes. How could someone commit such a heartless act without considering the value of human life or the impact on the victim's family. She must have been completely devastated by this shocking incident, but what happened next was beyond comprehension. The individual who took her husband's life had actually purchased her with money. It is truly unimaginable how someone could engage in such an inhumane act towards another person. Will she ever be able to move forward in her life, burdened by the knowledge that she was bought with money? Delve into the story to discover the answer./0/78385/coverorgin.jpg?v=0080236b7310f88d92b62bc3d34f962d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Chosen Bride
Delilah was a 22 years old gorgeous woman who was adopted by Quinn family. She was the chosen bride for the young ruthless billionaire named Kayden Quinn. Delilah loved Kayden as her life depending on him but the only thing she got was hurt. He hurt her by using her own love that she had for him. It was all because Kayden believed that his parents death happened because they went to save Delilah but he never knew the truth. He was blinded by the fake truth and fake hatred. He even raped her, hurt her, gave the most painful memories to her because he wanted revenge. He hated her so much but he knew one thing and that was, How much he hated, his heart would only belong to one woman in this world and that woman's place in his heart would never change, as his Delilah's love for him never changed......../0/82296/coverorgin.jpg?v=115495e369c8474672bbda508e9e00f8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Freedom's Price, Love's Reward
For five years, I was Jessica Blackwood' s executive assistant. My life was a gilded cage, controlled by her tyrannical father, Arthur. My arranged marriage to Liam Walker, his Head of Security, was a cold, unconsummated sham; we were strangers under one roof. Driven to despair by Arthur' s control over her dreams of motherhood, Jess and I planned the unthinkable: fake our deaths. But the night before my staged "accident," Liam, my stoic husband, showed an unexpected vulnerability, leading to a passionate connection that upended everything. I faked my death and began our "free" life in Aspen with Jess. Then, a shock: we were both pregnant-Liam' s child for me. Our perfect escape now felt too managed, a new, subtle prison. Soon, news broke: Jess was "institutionalized" for a mental breakdown. Fury and despair consumed me. Arthur had viciously re-trapped Jess, aiming for her unborn child. A gnawing question plagued me: Was Liam part of this new cage? Was our passionate night merely a calculated manipulation? Had our defiance been utterly futile? Heavily pregnant, I vowed to return and dismantle Arthur' s empire, freeing Jess at any cost. But on my journey, my car was ambushed. The masked man was no stranger. It was Liam, revealing a shattering truth about our past and the true identity of our enemy./0/45064/coverorgin.jpg?v=47dc93231f0846a81b041119eccb4f22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mistress To Married Man...No Way!
Mistress to a King? Nathan King, powerful head of his legendary family's cattle empire, has everything -- except a woman to share his life. Miranda Wade has nothing -- except a past she is determined to leave behind, and the hope that her new job at King's Eden will give her a fresh start. Their two lives collide! Nathan wants her, but doubts she will cope with outback life. Miranda wants him, but believes her past will deny her any chance at a future with a King. The tension -- the need -- between them is overwhelming, regardless of where it might lead./0/84799/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106205047&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Chose Him, He Chose Her
The sterile scent of the hospital corridor choked me as the doctor delivered the news: my father was gone. My world tilted, and the only person I needed was my girlfriend, Lily Chen, the woman I' d devoted three years to. When she finally answered, her voice was distant, impatient, music playing in the background. "My dad... he's gone," I choked out. Her response? A cold rustle of indifference, then "Mark is here. We're busy." Mark Davis, her charismatic, manipulative ex. The man I' d spent years helping her forget was now her priority in my darkest hour. The phone clicked dead, leaving only the roaring silence of betrayal. Three years of sacrifice, two jobs to fund her piano dreams, celebrating her every triumph and consoling every frustration-all for this. I wasn' t her partner; I was a convenient support system, easily discarded the moment her past came calling. Entering our apartment that night, an empty wine bottle and two glasses on the coffee table, Mark' s leather jacket draped over our armchair, confirmed my nightmare. A faint, unfamiliar cologne hung in our bedroom, in our bed. Her text arrived: Sorry about your dad. Things got a little crazy here. Call you tomorrow. Then, a group chat notification on our shared tablet: Mark' s photo, Lily smiling brightly, the caption Thanks for taking care of me tonight, my star. You were amazing. Followed by Lily' s heart emojis. A chilling calm settled over me. The storm of grief and anger vanished, leaving behind an empty certainty. I had been a bandage for her old wounds. Now that the wound-causer was back, I was just an irritating scrap to be tossed aside. But I wouldn' t just be tossed; I would walk away. I started packing./0/60082/coverorgin.jpg?v=45ecf6b39050d8820029c09611e1dadc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married To The Vengeful Billionaire
Wickedly charming billionaire Alejandro Ruiz finally has Camila Perez right where he wants her-in a marriage born of revenge. Years ago, she rejected him, and he's spent years meticulously plotting his comeback. But sweet Camila turns his sinister intentions into an escapade of sweet torture, ensnaring him in a cycle he can't seem to break. When a rival emerges, threatening both his business and his wife, Alejandro must confront his true feelings. Will he fight for what is his, or will the weight of his past and present crush him?/0/83704/coverorgin.jpg?v=9bcd816450c5892c627d3f4521dfdd04&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's True Legacy
My father' s funeral was two days ago. Today, I married his killer. Five years later, I thought I had a quiet, comfortable life with Ethan, my steady, perfect husband who' d saved me from ruin. He was my rock, my savior, the only good thing left. Then, at a high-profile industry party, I slipped behind a potted plant and heard voices: Ethan and my ex-fiancé, Dylan. Dylan sneered, revealing their masterpiece of a scheme – Ethan had orchestrated my father' s bankruptcy and subsequent death just to get me to marry him, a sick consolation prize, all while pining over another woman, Scarlett. My world shattered. The man who held me as I grieved my father was the one who destroyed him. The lies didn' t stop there. I discovered his toxic obsession with Scarlett, a decade-long shrine of photos, and a horrifying plan in his notes: he paid someone to destroy my father' s last gifts to me. The final blow? A will leaving everything to Scarlett, not me, his wife. How could I have been so blind? My entire five-year marriage was a calculated lie, a twisted cover-up, not for love, but for guilt and a sick obsession. He didn't just ruin my family; he stole my choices, piece by piece. The next morning, Scarlett came to my house, a cruel victory lap as she planned a photoshoot within the home she expected to inherit. Ethan, my "loving" husband, rushed to her side when she faked a fall and screamed at me, then refused to believe me. After I collapsed, I woke up in a hospital bed to the news I' d had a miscarriage. Then Scarlett appeared again, casually admitting Ethan had been giving me "harmless" pills for years to prevent me from getting pregnant with his child. She then shoved me down the stairs. That' s when the fog cleared. I walked out of that hospital, leaving a single note: I want a divorce. No looking back./0/86207/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106211348&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lies We Marry For
The white lace of my wedding dress felt heavy on my shoulders. This was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. Then Mark' s voice, a mere whisper, shattered everything. "I can't do this, Chloe." He stood there, perfectly tailored, his eyes avoiding mine. "I'm sorry," he finally managed, "I love Ashley. We're already married." The world tilted. My bouquet fell, scattering petals on the cold stone. A mechanical voice, only I could hear, boomed in my head: `[System Alert: Primary Life Mission 'Marry Mark Johnson' has failed.]` `[System Failure initiating... Host life functions will terminate in 60 seconds.]` I collapsed, a crushing pain in my chest. Mark just stared, frozen in cowardice. Ashley, my stepsister, rushed in. Not to help me, but to pull Mark away. "Mark, let's go! She'll be fine," she snapped, a look of pure triumph on her face. They left me to die on the church floor. `[30 seconds remaining.]` My world was almost dark. Suddenly, a stranger burst in, desperate to help. He threw himself over me as a chandelier crashed down. He saved me, but lost his legs. Three years later, I was married to him, Ethan Miller. Out of gratitude, I gave him my life. Tonight, our anniversary, I overheard him talking to his friend. "Tell her what? That I'm the best actor in the world?" Ethan laughed, his voice cold. "What happens when she finds out your legs are perfectly fine?" Ashley had put him up to it. My life, my sacrifice, was all orchestrated. My salvation was a lie. My marriage, a cage. The pain was worse than any system countdown. I looked at the man I married, the hero I thought he was. A stranger. A liar. A conspirator with my sister. This had to end. I would burn it all to the ground./0/40371/coverorgin.jpg?v=1c46833e5cf6fd7592bc369348545ca1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorced bride
April has started college. The problem? Her ex-husband is the professor of one of her subjects. April will not only have to deal with the feelings in her heart; she will have to try not to fall into the temptations Teo gives her: every time he gets close. Will it be passion or love? Erick is suddenly aware: he is losing her forever. Will he want to go back to his ex-wife, when he himself asked for a divorce? Or will he only start to value her, now that he sees her getting closer with someone else?/0/86520/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b2e319b2a59e38eb75a71674e8d3805&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Perfect Wife to Unseen Shadow
The flight back was five hours shorter than planned. I finished the project ahead of schedule, a rare win in the world of architecture. I planned to surprise my husband, David, who for ten years, no matter how late, would wait up for me. Instead, I found him with his assistant, Emily, who was pregnant with his child. Then I heard him casually telling his friends that I was "too delicate" for children, and he planned to trick me into raising his illegitimate child as our adopted one. My perfect marriage was a joke. Every gesture of his "love" became poison. On our anniversary, he left me at dinner to rush to Emily's side, while she taunted me with pictures of her matching "Love-ly" bracelet and her growing stomach. The humiliation was a physical thing, hot and suffocating. He thought my acceptance of his lies was fatigue. He thought his performance had convinced me. He thought he had everything: his wife, his mistress, his child, all neatly arranged. But he had no idea that in that moment, he had lost it all. I smiled, and made a decision. I would disappear from his life. But not before he paid for what he had done./0/82922/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c593cbf9c4ccb6d5c2150e62ed8941f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Framed: The Dancer's Reckoning
My new, hostile stepfamily was hardly a welcome wagon as I fought for a coveted dance scholarship at Northwood University. Then, my world truly started to unravel. My crucial audition music mysteriously vanished, thanks to my stepsister Isabelle, whose cruelty was just warming up. Days later, campus security "found" stolen exam papers and Isabelle' s diamond bracelet meticulously planted in my room. Overnight, I was branded a thief and an academic cheat, suspended from school, my reputation shattered, my scholarship dreams utterly crushed. How could everyone so readily believe such convenient lies, turning me into a pariah, a target for the university' s whispers? How could "evidence" so perfectly frame me, leaving me isolated and utterly out of options? My anonymous blog, "The Campus Muse," where I poured out raw truths about integrity and overcoming adversity, became my last desperate refuge. What I didn't realize was that the voice I found there – a voice speaking truth into the echoing chamber of false accusations – was about to resonate deeply with an unexpected ally, setting in motion a chain of events that would expose Isabelle' s calculated malice and fight to reclaim my name./0/49601/coverorgin.jpg?v=c6e55de565f4cfb3409b6c18e3740084&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Substitute Wife for the Mafia King
Dahlia thought that she would be marrying the man of her dreams when she took her twin sister's place in a political marriage. After spending a passionate night with her groom, she wakes up to find that he wasn't who she thought he was. Instead of marrying her twin's fiancé who was her first and forbidden love, she ended up marrying Bradon, the man known as the Mafia King of the underworld. With her sister gone after eloping with her lover and with the country's economic stability at stake, Dahlia has no choice but to continue playing the role of Bradon's willing wife. Little does she know that being the Mafia King's wife would be so physically and emotionally demanding. Being married to the cold, calculating, and dominant Mafia King changes Dahlia's life forever as his seductive touches tame her body and ignites her soul. With each kiss and caress, he teaches her of pleasures unlike any she has ever known and shows her a way to escape her dark past. Shunned by society and her parents since childhood for always being second to her twin sister, Dahlia's life had never been easy. With no one to take her side, Dahlia was used to fending for herself, but what if her only way to survive this time around is to find the key to unlock her husband's cold heart? My other books: Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion, Forbidden Heat, Love Slave to My Devil CEO Boss, Conquering the Emperor, The Alpha Prince's Purchased Maid, and Lust Contracts/0/38494/coverorgin.jpg?v=cc4cc88d33490498012d5ef6f0e2fdc8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pride of a father and a lover
"I will love you until I have everything you've got, every laugh, every tear, every moment of pure bliss" she affirmed. Lucy, a young woman whose father, a powerful businessman, hands over control of his empire to her. But as she navigates the cutthroat world of organized crime, she finds herself at odds with her stepmother, Mrs. Jazel, who will stop at nothing to maintain her hold on the family's power. Will she choose to follow in her father's footsteps or break away and forge her own path? "Pride of a Father and a Lover" is a gripping tale of family dynamics, forbidden love, and the struggle for power.The novel explores themes of family, love, and the sacrifices we make for the ones we care about/0/43500/coverorgin.jpg?v=c67571163276b8d3688b22e519b72a58&imageMogr2/format/webp)
