Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Met A Handsome Ustadz
In a boarding school full of rules, Sara, a girl from a rich family, feels the pressure of a life she never imagined. Forced to pursue religious knowledge, he plans an escape from the boarding school which he considers to be an obstacle to freedom. However, meeting Ustadz Rafi, a strict teacher, changed everything. Harsh punishments are meted out, leading Sara on an arduous journey, where her character is tested and life's deeper values begin to dawn on her. In this story, trials and conflicts open the door to personal growth and understanding of the true meaning of life./0/86868/coverorgin.jpg?v=84faf4420e7bbd1d9805e758b3261471&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying My Rival, Finding Forever
My phone rang for the tenth time. It was Olivia. The woman I was supposed to marry in thirty minutes. "Liam needs me," she said, distant and thin. "He fell during a stunt on set. The doctor said it' s serious." This wasn' t new. It was always Liam. Two months ago, she left our engagement party for him. Last month, she skipped our final wedding planner meeting for him. Each time, I forgave her, telling myself her heart was too kind. "So that' s it?" My voice was dangerously calm. "You' re choosing him over me. On our wedding day." "You' re making me choose. It' s not fair," she accused. "I thought you loved me. I thought you would support me." She hung up before I could respond. Humiliation washed over me, hot and suffocating. My mother' s worried voice reached me, asking where I was. Something inside me snapped. With a roar of pure rage, I hurled my phone against the wall. It shattered like broken promises. I kicked over a table, sending white lilies crashing. Then, a reckless, insane idea formed. I pulled over, grabbed my spare phone, and dialed a number I knew by heart. "Chloe Adams," I said, my voice steady. "Marry me. Right now."/0/62151/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241008145618&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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From Gilded Cage to Silver Medal
Ava Hayes lived a life that glittered like ice, a promising figure skater poised for the U.S. Figure Skating Championships, coached by an ambitious mother and partnered with the charming Ethan Vance. Then she woke up, not from a dream, but from a terrifying, crystal-clear memory of a future that hadn't happened yet—a future where her partner, her rival, and her own mother combined forces to publicly shatter her career. She remembered the disastrous flameout, the chilling smiles, the calculated betrayals, seeing herself broken, humiliated, quitting everything she ever loved, vanishing from the sport that defined her. The ache in her head wasn't from a fall; it was the raw, sickening wound of a betrayal so deep it stole her very identity and left her wondering how the people closest to her could orchestrate such a cruel downfall. But this time, the disaster was still weeks away. Armed with the painful blueprint of her past self's ruin, Ava Hayes found a new, cold resolve, determined to break free from her gilded cage and reclaim her future, starting now./0/83896/coverorgin.jpg?v=bbcb534caccfc28ffbf481c1294706ba&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Designing Her Own Life
For ten years, I was Gabrielle Fuller, successful graphic designer turned dedicated wife, my life orbiting Andrew Scott, my charismatic lawyer husband. Then my father, a well-respected judge and Andrew' s mentor, made a dying wish: "Gabby… promise me… you and Andrew… work it out." Hours later, clutching my phone in the sterile waiting room, I tried to reach Andrew, who was at a crucial legal conference in London. Dozens of calls, countless texts – all went unanswered. Finally, on the twentieth try, an unfamiliar female voice answered Andrew' s phone: Jennifer Chavez, his ex-girlfriend and current colleague. Her clipped tone dismissed my emergency, saying he was "busy." The world tilted as I realized the unspoken truth: he was with her, and she was answering his calls while my father lay dying. My father' s funeral unfolded without Andrew; his absence a glaring wound in the front row, a whisper among the city's legal elite. I clung to flimsy excuses until I saw it: Andrew' s beaming photo celebrating a "big win" in London, posted the day my father died, with a photo of him and Jennifer captioned by Andrew: "Couldn't have done it without you." Every excuse shattered. He had time for social media but not for my desperate calls. The man I built my life around wasn't unreachable; he was simply unavailable to me. I called my best friend, Molly: "It' s over. I need a divorce lawyer." Now, I reclaim my life, piece by painful piece, starting with a new job and finding my own purpose. But when Andrew returns, pleading ignorance and begging for another chance, can I truly move on when the past refuses to let go?/0/86399/coverorgin.jpg?v=28b0b8ea41239db202565185fcc062c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Wife's Sweet Revenge
The heavy iron gate groaned open, and I stepped out, expecting freedom. After a year inside, I longed for my fiancé, Liam, and our son, Noah. But the drive home to our familiar house revealed a chilling transformation: the paint was wrong, my rose bushes were gone. Then Mrs. Gable, our neighbor, delivered the first blow: "Liam has had his hands full, you know. It was a blessing he had Sarah to help him, especially with her being pregnant and all." Sarah. My brother' s widow. Pregnant. My heart seized. The key didn' t fit, but the door was unlocked. Inside, my home was alien-cold, modern, bare of our memories. And then I saw it: a baby' s playpen, a high chair. Not ours. Creeping to the back patio, I saw Liam, his arm around Sarah, her hand on a very pregnant belly. They looked like a perfect family. My perfect family. Then their words: "Are you sure she won' t cause any trouble? She' s supposed to get out this week." "Don' t you worry about Olivia. I know her. She' s loyal to a fault. She took the fall for us once, she' s not going to make waves now. She knows her place." Us. The word twisted in my gut. The truth hit me: Liam hadn' t made a mistake. Sarah had falsified the architectural plans. They had conspired. Liam had begged me to take the blame, promising a future, swearing he' d wait. I believed him. I sacrificed a year, my reputation, my career, for a monstrous lie. The betrayal shattered my heart, but beneath the pain, a cold, hard anger ignited. They thought I was broken, a loyal fool. They were about to learn how wrong they were./0/58084/coverorgin.jpg?v=711997affb540b5e19e8cab854af84d8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Secret Son.
Billionaire Oliver proposes a fake marriage to a struggling Sophia, a Gallery owner to support her business, they embark on a journey of pretending to be in love. However, their carefully crafted facade crumbles when Sophia discovers she is pregnant with Oliver's child, threatening to expose their secret arrangement. As they navigate the challenges of their evolving relationship and impending parenthood, they realize that true love cannot be contained by contracts or agreements. Together, they embrace their unexpected family and deepen their bond, proving that sometimes, the most precious treasures in life are the ones hidden in plain sight. "Can they be able to overcome the challenges and embrace their new family?" Tighten your seat belt, let embark on this wonderful journey together./0/80611/coverorgin.jpg?v=80c457813108bc705125d538cd532167&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vows of Convenience, Hearts of Fire
Asher Lemaire, a brilliant yet ruthless tech CEO, and Elara Wren, an accomplished and morally grounded woman, are forced into a contract marriage for three years by their powerful and well-off families. Though initially their relationship was cold and distant, they slowly fall in love through shared challenges-ranging from corporate betrayal and media scrutiny to jealous rivals and old flames. After three years, as their contract expires, they must decide whether to go their separate ways or fight for their newfound love. As the story unveils, their worlds meeting was never a mistake.Their love was not suppose to be easy, but it's worth fighting for./0/84522/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106204742&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Mother's Sword
The soft beep of the heart monitor was the first sound I heard, cutting through the fog of impact, of screeching tires, and Michael' s small hand slipping from mine. I was in a hospital, a dull ache spreading through my entire body. Then the door opened, and Tiffany, the senator' s daughter, the one who was driving, stood there. "Oh, you're awake," she said, devoid of concern, as if my son, Michael, was an inconvenience. "My father has taken care of everything. The official report will say it was a tragic accident caused by poor road conditions." She even offered to pay my hospital bills. The world I knew, where right was right, crumbled. My son, my kind, innocent Michael, was just an "annoyance" to them. The police wouldn't help, the law wouldn't help. Despair was a suffocating blanket, threatening to pull me under. They thought I was just a grieving, helpless widow to be bought off and intimidated. They thought my husband' s Medal of Honor, tucked away at home, was just a piece of metal. They thought his sacrifice meant nothing. But as Tiffany walked out, a cold, hard purpose crystallized within me hotter than any rage. My tears stopped. I looked at my steady hands. The woman who had been rushed into that hospital was gone. I was checking out./0/52296/coverorgin.jpg?v=798f93ae50c782a68bf41f5422fd1b3e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire's Maid (His Babies Mama)
BLURB/SYNOPSIS Alexa Steven has always dreamt about her future, having the perfect man, having a grand wedding and most of all having the best children. Though she wasn't that perfect she still hoped for a perfect tomorrow until that fateful day. A day she will never forget, a day she lost everything she has and all her dream chatters, she no longer has a dream. She was just a body with no soul. Alan Bill was a very hardworking and intelligent man, he doesn't have time for relationships which spark different rumors all over the country. To everybody he was the perfect billionaire which was nicknamed “The City Bachelor", but underneath all these perfect lifestyles lies a fragile man who has been hunted by the past due to what he did. Alexa was able to secure a job as a maid in Alan's Mansion. Different secrets started to unravel after their meeting./0/85930/coverorgin.jpg?v=d8411e3bed9d98a4785d47721d90a5fb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Public Shame
The sweet scent of my boyfriend' s cologne filled the hotel room, a comforting blend as I watched Ryan sleep beside me. But my perfect moment shattered when his phone lit up, revealing a group chat confessing he' d just "bagged the quiet art chick" and describing me as a mere "mission accomplished." My stomach churned as I scrolled, finding a picture of me, asleep, and his chilling message: "Not as innocent as she looks, boys. Played hard to get for years, but she caved pretty easy tonight." Then, the ultimate horror-a private, intimate video of us, shared with the caption: "Proof. She was all over me." The sweet smell suffocated me, every word a fresh stab of humiliation, and the video a violation that left me breathless. I fled, scrubbing at my skin, but his scent, his touch, the memory felt like an indelible stain. The next day, the video was everywhere, plastered across the university forum, labeling me a "slut." Ryan, the master manipulator, had already twisted the narrative, portraying himself as the victim. I lost everything: my dorm, my internship, and worst of all, my own mother disowned me, slapping me publicly. The ultimate betrayal came when I discovered his co-conspirator: my stepsister, Jessica, who gleefully confessed to orchestrating my public downfall. With nothing left to lose, I made a promise to myself: I would expose them, not for revenge, but for the truth. My chance came at Ryan's birthday party, where I went live on social media. "I' m not here to wish you well, Ryan," I announced, the camera capturing his panicked face. "I' m here to give you the birthday present you deserve. The truth."/0/84835/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106205156&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Erasing Him, Saving Me
My fiancé, Liam, the tech visionary, claimed amnesia after a car crash, conveniently forgetting only me. Then came the news: he was engaged to his childhood friend, Chloe, who supposedly needed brain surgery and a dream wedding before going under the knife. My brother, Ethan, found the texts: Liam and Chloe meticulously planning my heartbreak, the amnesia a cruel farce, the surgery a cynical ploy for sympathy. It was a calculated betrayal, a physical blow that shattered the future I' d so carefully designed, leaving me with a debt-ridden family and a forced marriage to a reclusive billionaire. But I refused to be his victim; I found an old book on self-hypnosis, a hidden skill from college, and made a choice to erase him completely./1/105954/coverorgin.jpg?v=e07f203525618a6f8d7e40b58e3f2b5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blooming Under His Shadow
He is power, control, and consequence. She is everything he never planned for. Lucien Blackwell rules his world through silence and precision, dismantling threats before they speak his name. When betrayal from his own family forces him to tighten his grip, the last thing he expects is her-a florist whose calm presence unsettles him more than any enemy ever has. As unseen eyes close in and his shadow stretches across her life, she refuses to be protected through ignorance or distance. Instead, she chooses awareness, agency, and a place beside the danger. Because some things don't survive darkness. They bloom within it. Blooming Under His Shadow is a slow-burn romantic suspense about power, choice, and the risk of loving a man whose world was never built for light./0/81237/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c14d4cbc9627842d1cc690493cff61b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Wife's Redemption
The poison tasted like bitter almonds and the bitter truth of thirty years. I was Ash Vanderbilt, heir to a fortune, and I lay dying. My husband, Ethan Miller, stood over me, a mask of indifference I'd known for three decades. Thirty years shackled to a man I' d loved with fierce passion, then forced into a marriage he never wanted. Our life together was a wasteland of resentment, his heart always belonging to Brittany Larson. Now, he was finally free. With my last ounce of strength, I lunged, plunging a letter opener into his chest. His gasp was raw, his eyes wide, not with anger, but profound, heartbreaking sorrow. "Ash, no," he choked out, pressing a vial to my lips. "It wasn't me. I was trying to help you. Antidote… someone else…" He slumped beside me, the vial rolling away, his last words echoing as the world went dark. Misunderstanding. A monstrous, colossal misunderstanding. I had just killed the man who had been trying to save me all along. Then, I awoke with a gasp, the scent of salt air filling my lungs. My head throbbed, and the sunlight streamed through the familiar Hamptons beach house window. It was the morning after I had cornered Ethan, leveraging every Vanderbilt debt, forcing him to propose. Thirty years before I died. Rebirth. It was real. I was back. The crushing weight of that final, horrifying revelation pressed down on me. This time, I would break the cycle of misery. I would free him from a marriage he never wanted. And this time, I would choose myself./0/50419/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240206181956&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Doctor's Wife
: Avah was an orphaned kid. She grew up under the care of the nuns, priests and sisters. She grew up worshiping God, glorifying his name and even spread the words of God to her friends and other kids. Now at the age of twenty-six, she will finally become a nun after two months. She will marry God. She's one step far from her dreams. Before finally declaring her as an official nun, Mother Segunda, the head of the nuns in the church send her out to see the real world. The world outside the Christian church. The world she haven't discovered and if she did, it might not be too late to change her decisions. While out wondering to discover the life outside the church, she stayed with a friend. One night this friend of her dragged her to a place where colorful lights are blinking, drunken people are everywhere, dancing kids are on the dance floor, music is booming that almost made her deaf. Little did she know that she will lost her most valuable belonging that night. Her virginity! She lost it to someone she didn't know, a complete stranger. And little did she know that she will not be able to marry God rather become the doctor's nun wife!/0/91562/coverorgin.jpg?v=9db83ee4a9a9b88baa0c12bbff22f7f2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chasing a Statue: Eight Years Lost
I spent eight years of my life trying to warm a statue. For six years, I chased Brooks Kane, the "Saint of Wall Street," and for two more, I lived in a hollow, unconsummated marriage, believing my love could melt his icy heart. I was wrong. The truth wasn't another woman; it was a doll. I found my husband in a secret chapel, praying to a life-sized doll with the face of his adopted sister, Chastity. He confessed his forbidden love for her, calling our marriage a cage he had to endure. When I tried to leave, Chastity smashed a bottle over my head. I woke up in the hospital with twelve stitches, but Brooks wasn't there. He was comforting her, tending to a scratch on her cheek while I bled. He even used his power to make my police report disappear, calling it an "unseemly family matter."/0/24607/coverorgin.jpg?v=bcb2e572e8e4761e5b5dc55e08611e5f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My superhuman boyfriend
Follow Mary as she makes her way from heartbreaks to fairytale life Mary is a 26 year old girl of the douglas family. She spent her life refusing to date anyone and just following her dreams to become an actress but she's now 26 and ready to mingle and is standing face to face with break ups and heartbreaks every 3-4 months Well until the one superhuman guy comes into her life and makes her everyday life a magical fairytale David and Mary's love story starts with heartbreaks and ends with................../0/87964/coverorgin.jpg?v=d55c1c55ec553f199df2ac5b269f1108&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Sweet Escape From Chaos
Adriana Cotton lived a life of perfect order, a flawless extension of her husband Gifford Stanton' s brand. Her dresses were tailored, her posture straight, her smile measured. She was the epitome of a Stanton wife. But on her birthday, she found him at a food truck, silk tie loosened, peeling a hot dog for a young woman giggling across from him. It was Jovita Griffith, the daughter of their former housekeeper, whose education Gifford had been funding for years under the guise of charity. Adriana' s carefully constructed composure shattered. She confronted them, only to be met with Gifford' s dismissive excuses and Jovita' s feigned innocence. She posted a scathing selfie, but Gifford, blind to the truth, accused her of being overly emotional and announced Jovita would be staying with them. Later that night, she returned home to find her surprise birthday party in full swing, hosted by Jovita, who was wearing Adriana' s vintage Chanel dress. Jovita, smug and victorious, whispered venomous words, claiming Gifford found Adriana "cold in bed. Like a fish." The insult, a brutal blow, pushed Adriana past her breaking point. Her hand flew up, connecting with Jovita' s cheek, the slap echoing through the silent room. Gifford, enraged, cradled Jovita, glaring at Adriana as if she were a monster. He roared, "Have you lost your mind?" He accused her of humiliating him, of being out of control, and ordered her banished to the countryside. Adriana, however, was done playing by his rules. She called Alexzander Wilson, her childhood friend, who arrived by helicopter to whisk her away. "Not anymore," she told Gifford, her voice clear and strong. "We are not a family." She threw divorce papers in his face, leaving him and Jovita to their chaos./0/18506/coverorgin.jpg?v=66c787b4ba3d02e00a30bebbcd9d8ea3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Whispers
She came from humble beginnings, with an average academic record, she held a dull job and earned a small income. Wearing makeup and dressing up was not in her daily repertoire. From her head to her toes, inside and out, she was a plain Jane. Yet, following the night that she had planned to teach her unfaithful brother-in-law a lesson as revenge for her cousin, she was plunged into another world. A chance encounter in the wrong room, and she met him–a man whose entire presence exuded charm, glamour, and perfection. He could have had any woman that he wanted. Any upper-class lady could have graced his arm at social events to further his business goals while he traded as a corporate raider. However, unexpectedly, he becomes infatuated with her./0/80768/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106194107&imageMogr2/format/webp)
