Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Beauty and the Bad
What would you do, if you had the chance at a second life? Chloe Byrne has lived her life playing by the book, never stepping out of her comfort zone. Never partied. Never drank. Never kissed anyone. All that changes, when her father is taken from her in a fateful car accident. Chloe and her mother now have to up-root their home, and forget their old lives. Chloe now has a second chance at a new life – as Haley Quinn. Who exactly is Haley Quinn? A mysterious man, draped in dark ink and golden eyes, and he may just be the key to finding herself; Chloe or Haley. Would you take the chance at a second life, or watch it race by?/0/60588/coverorgin.jpg?v=4e1b4b41b4deeed6d3dcff7c0ed00268&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Virtual World: Being The Protagonist's Mother
I am a web novel author. One day, I found myself transported into my own novel. As the mother of the female protagonist, I diligently pushed the plot forward. After the protagonist suffered through a series of hardships, including the death of her family, friends leaving her, and being tortured, I finally wrote a happy ending. I returned to the real world feeling relieved, but then I saw a farewell letter from the protagonist addressed to me as "Mother." In the letter, she asked if the suffering she endured in the story was considered art in my world./0/30865/coverorgin.jpg?v=9062b4d17197c81190d5565f944adf5c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Husband In Law
Gina promised herself that she would actually get married before she was twenty-five years old, because they were in the race that when the woman was over twenty-five years old, she would be an old maid forever, just like her cousins and her aunts. Gina works as a waitress in an expensive restaurant at night and studies in the morning. Ace is the man she secretly loves and her co-worker as a waiter, he did nothing but teases her. Unexpectedly, Ace suddenly proposed marriage to her, even though he wasn't courting with her. But Ace Durant unromantic words were hardly the proposal of her dreams. Seeing this as perhaps her chance to get married before she is twenty-five years old, and thus she can break the spell in their family beliefs. Gina decided to take Ace offer, but she had also a proposal on her own… Never had such words affected the cold-hearted Ace. The undercover agent who pretended to be a waiter, had told her that the only reason he would marry her was to protect her, as if Gina's world collapsed when she heard that. But he was finding it increasingly difficult to keep their temporary marriage strictly in name only. Can Ace avoid Gina's venom and her seduction of him?/0/19758/coverorgin.jpg?v=2a863f92081e01c4e0afc582579d75fb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Maid
Zöella Luisa loses her job and boyfriend in one day. She decides to go job hunting but it's not as easy as it seems. Her friend advice's her to apply to an agency for maids. Alejandro Antonio, the CEO of A.A.E. He has a rude and cold attitude towards everyone. He's fired over 10 of his maids except for his housekeeper Marie. Can Zöella tolerate Alejandro? Will she be able to last? But what no one knows is that She's not from a poor home but the granddaughter of the multi tycoon Señor Ricardo Cruise. What would happen if they find out?🤔🤔🤔/0/63404/coverorgin.jpg?v=45534e54ad36109b6f207435dbe4052f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Seduction Contract
Ana is a recent literature graduate who is beginning to explore her career as a writer or editor. Christian, for his part, is a powerful and wealthy businessman, manager of a large company in Seattle. Her profession gives her great influence and a luxurious lifestyle, which contrasts sharply with Ana's more modest world........../0/84523/coverorgin.jpg?v=de6de010d51983222aacf9e4d3c73605&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wedding Gift: His second Chance
My life was supposed to be a picture of domestic bliss: a beautiful two-story home, a thriving medical career, and a fiancée, Olivia, I' d loved since childhood. I arrived home after a routine shift at the hospital, ready for a quiet evening. Instead, I walked into a scene that shattered my world: Olivia, smiling, cozy on the couch with a strange man and his gleeful child, who was happily destroying my medical textbook. This wasn' t a misunderstanding; it was a brazen, public declaration of my replacement. When I confronted her, she dismissed me, choosing this stranger-who claimed he saved her life-over me. The betrayal escalated rapidly. They moved into our home, driving me to the guest room. The man's son maliciously destroyed my most treasured possession: a portrait of my deceased parents. When I protested, Olivia didn' t hesitate to side with them, accusing me of violence and painting me as unstable to justify her choices. The shame and humiliation were an open wound, the emotional neglect of months now a brutal, undeniable rejection. How could she turn on me so completely, so easily? How could someone I' d known my entire life discard me for a lie, for a manufactured crisis? Why was I, the one who had literally saved her, now deemed a danger in my own home? The world I knew crumbled, leaving me adrift. Then, in a moment of pure desperation, after being publicly humiliated and cast out, I remembered a desperate impulse from earlier that day: I had impulsively married a stranger, Sarah, out of a raw, desperate act of self-prespreservation. I sent her a text, asking if her offer for a place to stay still stood. Little did I know, this impulsive act would lead me to true salvation./0/83428/coverorgin.jpg?v=2b2c4b82a4c4b37c5450274e77ff1a80&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mic Drop Queen: My Unapologetic Rise
The desert heat of Coachella was intense, but I was ready for a day of music and fun, especially knowing my boyfriend, Jake, was five hours away, supposedly stuck in the library studying for a huge exam. My phone buzzed in my hand, a small notification flashing: "Connected to Jake' s iPhone." My heart stopped. He was here, his personal hotspot active, confirming the lie. Then, the crowd cam zoomed in, and my face filled the giant screens. A mic was thrust into my hand, and in front of thousands, I asked for my 'lost' boyfriend, describing his distinctive Nirvana shirt and backward cap. Everyone played along in a giant 'Where' s Waldo,' until the cameras found him: Jake, in a VIP cabana, kissing a blonde girl in a tiny pink top. The gasp from the crowd, then the boos and jeers, echoed the cold fury that washed over me. This wasn't just cheating; it was a public spectacle of his deceit. How could he do this? How could he lie so elaborately, only to be caught in the cruelest, most public way possible? But instead of crumbling, a fierce clarity took hold. Looking directly into the camera, my voice steady, I declared, "Found him." This wasn't the end; it was the beginning of my reckoning, a public declaration that I refused to be his victim./0/46196/coverorgin.jpg?v=d53f7180750f9e7482161fcc118b87b2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Week After Our One-Night-Stand
"So, were you able to test the condom? Did you test it on a toy or a person?" Her voice rang with laughter. She was feeling so bold. Alcohol was the shit, yeah! "You seem different tonight... Uninhibited." His voice was soft as he ignored her jokes. "You don't know how I usually am. This morning was your first time seeing me. At my workplace." Her voice grew lower and softer with each word. Because the mood in the room started to shift. A sweet, strange feeling registered. Solana felt like something more intense than the earlier flirtiness had taken over. The sound of the music from the bar downstairs grew more distant. She became wholly aware of their proximity. He was now only two feet from her. His rich male scent mixed with tobacco made her want to move closer and fall into his arms. It felt like they were alone in the world at that moment. *********** After years of searching for a suitable job, Solana lands an offer in a rundown motel that could solve her immediate housing issue and kick off her career. There's just one tiny problem - She has to work for her former one-night stand. Mark Daniels must revive his mother's motel or lose all his inheritance. He struggles to navigate the blurred lines between an overwhelming attraction and his responsibility. The problem intensifies when his friend, Phil, starts to pursue a romantic relationship with the woman who plagued his wildest fantasies./0/82333/coverorgin.jpg?v=03b7d8de7e10e3f297e300bf44466639&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Platinum Bands of Betrayal
Ten days from our wedding, I planned a surprise for Izzy: custom platinum bands. For five years, I' d been her "supportive husband," putting my own life on hold for her skyrocketing marketing career. Then I overheard her Instagram Live. "Ethan? He' s sweet, but he' s basically my well-kept house husband. My career pays for this lifestyle, he just makes good coffee." The rings crashed to the floor. Five years of sacrifice. Five years reduced to a sarcastic joke. Her intern, Liam, was far more than just a colleague. Soon, his arrogant social media posts confirmed my worst fears: their late-night "work sessions" and private jokes. She repeatedly lied to my face, dismissing me while planning our wedding. A vast, cold emptiness settled in my chest. My entire life with her felt like a cheap movie set, and I was merely an uncredited extra. How could I have been so utterly blind to her contempt and betrayal, to the true nature of the woman I was about to marry? But the emptiness became a catalyst. I typed a text to my estranged billionaire father: "Dad, I' m ready to come home. I' m in on the merger. Cancel Izzy' s company' s contract with us." This wasn't the end; it was my beginning./0/81238/coverorgin.jpg?v=e9ebb6809caeab0693770ef291b113a5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Contract Wife's Reckoning
My marriage was a transaction, a cold business deal. For four years, I, CEO Ava Sterling, barely tolerated Liam Hayes, the man I married for convenience. I thought I was finally free when the divorce papers arrived, signed by him, a strange relief washing over me. But then, a familiar face stormed into my penthouse, her eyes burning with grief and hatred, the words striking me like a physical blow: "He' s dead, Ava!" "Liam jumped!" "From his balcony! It' s your fault!" The man I' d just discarded, the one I told I'd feel more for a stray dog, was gone, and his friend, Chloe, accused me, his "widow," of killing him with my indifference. The city morgue confirmed it: a suicide. My newfound "freedom" felt tainted, replaced by a bizarre possessiveness when I cradled his ashes, even forbidding his burial. I wasn' t grieving, how could I for someone I'd wished gone, yet I couldn't let go. Was I losing my mind, clinging to traces of a man I supposedly hated? Then, the final rupture: Liam's urn shattered, his ashes maliciously scattered by Ethan Vance, the man I had mistakenly perceived as a sympathetic friend, turning my detachment into a chilling rage. It wasn't just my husband and his last remnant gone; it was an act of pure evil, screaming of deeper manipulation. Now, fueled by this cold fury, I will uncover the truth behind Liam' s death and Ethan's twisted role, making him pay for everything. This is no longer about grief; it is about justice./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?/0/25703/coverorgin.jpg?v=87d0a62ca49d62f99c8a63b505b1b3ac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
PLEASING ETERNITY
Her life was like an abyss and the only thing that kept her going was her parents who loved her dearly and would do anything for her. Her life changed the day she was caught up in a fire, it was also a day that she lost everything and wished that the fire had consumed her. For the sake of her parents, she persevered, under the watchful eyes of people who only knew how to scorn and mock, she became a self sufficient person. Her journey wasn't easy but what if she had something wonderful to aid her?/0/86557/coverorgin.jpg?v=c44c11fce3d0e32b11f5c85168c9261d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Monster Who Saved Me
For twenty years, I, Sarah Miller, played the perfect adoptive daughter, quiet and grateful, believing it was enough to earn their love. Then Chloe, their biological daughter, returned from abroad, and my carefully constructed world began to shatter. First, they pressured me to sign away the inheritance my grandmother left me, claiming Chloe "needed a strong start." Then, my fiancé, Liam, the man I was supposed to marry in three months, abandoned me, confessing "Chloe needs me." The ultimate betrayal came when my adoptive parents commanded me to marry Ethan Blackwood-a recluse rumored to be disfigured, disabled, and monstrous-to secure a business deal they refused their precious Chloe. I became a tool, a spare part to be used and discarded, my purpose reduced to being sacrificed for their real daughter. But what they saw as my defeat was merely the beginning. I walked into that arranged marriage to a supposed monster, ready to lose everything, without realizing I was about to gain more than I ever imagined./0/91563/coverorgin.jpg?v=cf109386d573c0da9488f8323b01cc83&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Escape: A Marriage of Convenience
For five years, I was the perfect girlfriend. I stood by Adler when his family lost everything, helping him build a tech empire from scratch. I thought our love was real. But one night, I heard him moaning another woman's name in his sleep-Annika, the ex who abandoned him the second his money was gone. I realized with horrifying clarity that I wasn't his love. I was his placeholder. The cruelty was a slow burn that became an inferno. When a chandelier fell at a party, he instinctively saved her, leaving me to be crushed. He left me bleeding on the side of the road after a car crash to go comfort her. He chose her. Every single time. He told me he loved me, but his actions screamed that I was disposable. His love wasn't a home; it was a cage built of comfortable lies. After he abandoned me on a yacht to save Annika from her own staged drama, I was finally done. So when his sister begged me to help her escape an arranged marriage to a monstrous, disfigured recluse, I saw my escape. I texted her back, "Don't worry. I'll marry him."/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./0/18507/coverorgin.jpg?v=ddb1c3b116c4f9ab83a8ac68ec447f8f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Head Over Heels
At the funeral, her husband cheated on her with her sister and nearly sent her to the hands of death. She lost her husband and her family’s company overnight. Everything happened so fast that she was driven to despair. At this very moment, he came to her life. Holding his hand, she begged, "Help me!" Holding her chin, raising it slightly, he looked indifferent and answered, "If you give yourself to me in return." She thought it was a deal between them, but he gave her the most profound love. Yet, their love was destined to be beset with difficulties. What was waiting for them in the future?/0/81864/coverorgin.jpg?v=dbcc52f3e04d6b9cd569cadc83c33d07&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Sergeant Major's Surprise Bride
My father' s eyes always gleamed when he spoke of the family pact. Whichever daughter got the higher SAT scores and into a prestigious university would marry Mark Johnson, the town' s golden boy. The loser would marry David Wilson, a rumored delinquent from the poorer side of town. This wasn't just a family discussion; this was a replay. In my first life, I was the smart one. I got the top scores, the prestigious university acceptance. I married Mark, lived in a beautiful house. But "golden boy" Mark turned into a monster. After my sister Jessica, forced to marry David, died of an overdose, Mark blamed me. He became cruel, then violent. When I was pregnant with his child, he pushed me from our balcony. "If you hadn't rigged the scores, Jessica would be alive!" he' d screamed, his face twisted. Then darkness. I remember the fall, the pain, the utter betrayal. My perfect life had been a terrifying lie. Killed by the man I married, carrying his child. How could a dream turn into such a brutal nightmare? But then I was back. Living it all again. This time, I remembered everything. This time, I would not repeat the past. This time, I would not marry Mark Johnson. Even if it meant marrying the outcast, David Wilson./0/84367/coverorgin.jpg?v=6b22d94c0de0a929f56776c5fe7a5edc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Ethan: The Comeback Queen
My office air, thick with stale coffee and cheap air freshener, always reminded me of the dreams I built with Ethan. We were supposed to marry in a month, invitations sent, a Vera Wang dress waiting, our Boston Harbor Hotel wedding booked. But then, Ethan, my fiancé of ten years, looked at me with what he thought were "soulful" eyes and dropped a bombshell. He was going to marry Sabrina, the scholarship intern my family' s foundation sponsored, to "save" her from a loan shark. He expected my "good heart" to understand this temporary arrangement, this noble sacrifice for a girl he plainly adored. I didn't cry or scream; the pain was a cold stone, but my face was calm. I saw him then, not as the boy I' d known since prep school, but as a weak, pathetic stranger using a flimsy excuse for a dirty affair. He had been counting on my blindness, my willingness to be a doormat. My hands didn' t tremble as I pulled an identical invitation from my Hermès bag. I slid it across his desk: an invitation to my wedding, to Matthew Lester, on the very same day. His disbelief turned to a slack-jawed horror as Sabrina, his tearful damsel, stumbled in. He instantly became her protector, glaring at me, accusing me of scaring her. I simply walked out, leaving the invitation like a time bomb, knowing my humiliation was far from over. The city' s elite whispered as he publicly chose her over me, his "powerful fiancée losing her grip." But they didn' t know the truth: this wasn' t the end of me; it was the start of something new. I tossed my family' s heirloom sapphire engagement ring into a recycling bin and typed my resignation to his company. I knew Ethan would try to cling to me, or worse, retaliate. What he didn' t know was that I was already steps ahead, ready to reclaim everything he thought he could steal./0/86870/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb9176701ff543a17c5de65d130e7879&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn, Redeemed, and Unbothered
I woke up with a pounding headache and a man I didn't recognize sleeping next to me-Liam Hayes, the man I' d loved for years, only to realize he' d mistaken me for his ex-girlfriend, Bethany. It was a cruel echo of a past life I was desperately trying to escape. He stirred, calling out her name, and then his eyes landed on me. The warmth vanished, replaced by cold indifference. He nonchalantly offered to marry me, stating it was only for his grandmother and that his love belonged to someone else. In my last life, I said yes. I let him use me, tolerate me, and ultimately ruin my family for Bethany. He abandoned me on a stormy night, leading to a car crash that killed me and our unborn twins. But now, I was back, reborn in that very hotel room, at the precipice of ruin. I calmly told him nothing happened, that he was drunk and I had merely fallen asleep on the couch. He snarled, refusing to believe me, pulling away the towel I wore to reveal bruises he' d inflicted, accusing me of drugging him. Just then, Bethany's video call flashed on his phone, and he instantly cast me aside, his voice soft and loving for her. He threw my dress at me, ordering me out. Later, when I was packing my things, he taunted me, then made elaborate plans to send chicken noodle soup via private jet to Bethany in Europe, while I, his supposed fiancée, couldn't even get a glass of water. It was then that the last piece of my old heart turned to dust. The very next day, my parents, beaming, presented me with a penthouse key, convinced Liam and I would finally marry. My mother' s hand flew to her chest when I told them I no longer loved Liam, just as his call came in. He ordered me to take birth control pills, then sarcastically dismissed the designer bag he'd once given me. I simply replied, "That bag is old. You can just throw it away."/0/80769/coverorgin.jpg?v=0f8f67c5ce0b799c90378e27cd7ec20f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
