Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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After Betrayal, I Found My Family
My mother was dying. My fiancé was sleeping with my sister. My father had frozen the only money that could save her. At the hospital, the final notice for my mother's $75,000 medical bill burned in my hand. I tried to access her trust fund, her last hope, but my father had frozen it. Weeks ago, I'd found my fiancé Colby in bed with my half-sister Anabel, plotting to use me. Now, Anabel called, inviting me to celebrate her engagement to Colby. At the Waldorf Astoria, she flaunted her diamond, making a public spectacle of my humiliation. My father, siding with them, coldly dismissed my pleas, leaving my mother’s life hanging by a thread. Stripped of everything by my own family, a top Johns Hopkins student was now forced to abandon pride. I applied for a private caregiver job, a desperate gamble for the $50,000 advance that could save my mother. The catch: a silent, traumatized child, a demanding, mysterious employer, and a forbidden third floor. This wasn’t just a job; it was a battle for survival, and I would fight./0/59183/coverorgin.jpg?v=628afebedf93d610db405288288b6e6d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love You To The Moon And Back
When Jolaade's world is shattered by heartbreak and loss, she never expects to find love again. But then she meets Zach, a charismatic and successful billionaire actor who sweeps her off her feet. As they embark on a whirlwind romance, Jolaade must confront her dark past and learn to trust again. But Zach has secrets of his own and so does she, and their love is put to the test when their secrets and pasts threaten to tear them apart. Will Jolaade and Zach fight for their love, or will the shadows of their pasts destroy their chance at happiness? Dive into this emotional rollercoaster of a romance to find out. Get ready for a heart-stopping, pulse-pounding ride into the depths of love, lust, and redemption./0/60591/coverorgin.jpg?v=b0ff4cb34a96b790f47397d3e6b7f6bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling For Me At My Life's End
I was brought to this world by a system to conquer Jaxton in a book. If I can't make Jaxton fall in love with me, the system will erase me. My body slowly rots and decays, eventually turning into a pool of blood with no bones left. In the last few days of my life, I told him that I was dying and begged him to love me. He coldly replied, "Then go ahead and die." Later, when I was really dying, he cried and begged me to stay alive./0/83118/coverorgin.jpg?v=61e72d0e0fe93220ed7f983f0b9c029c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My North Star Rising
My dream of studying at Le Cordon Bleu in Paris was finally within reach, a Golden Whisk nomination sparkling on my laptop screen. My life as a rising pastry chef was just beginning. And then, my phone buzzed. It was Ethan, my charming boyfriend, the heir to the prestigious Vance Family Vineyard. His voice was wrecked, thin and cracking as he pleaded, "Mia, we're going to lose everything. The vineyard is gone. I'm ruined." My heart squeezed, imagining his family's legacy in Napa Valley crumbling. Without a second thought, I clicked off my scholarship application. "I'm coming, Ethan," I promised, "On the next flight to California." For three years, I buried my pastry dreams under layers of grease and exhaustion, flipping burgers at Dusty' s Diner, a greasy spoon in a dusty Central Valley town. Every spare cent went into a battered shoebox, saving fifty thousand dollars to save his "family legacy." Ethan constantly complained about our "dump" rental and the "disgusting" food, but I ignored him, focused on our goal. My sacrifice was complete when I finally deposited the last bundle of cash in the bank. But then, I heard it: a news segment blaring about "dynamic young investor Ethan Vance" and his thriving Napa winery, his acquisition of a tech startup, and even his personal interest in "the popular Dusty's Diner." My blood ran cold, but the final blow came from Ethan's unwitting pocket-dial. "The full fifty K," his smug voice chuckled. "That diner girl? Still slaving away for me. Bless her little cotton socks. Enough for the down payment on that new Porsche 911. And Brittany will love that little diamond thing I saw." Not for a vineyard. Not for us. For a car. For another woman. My breath hitched, the world tilted. Every word, every sacrifice, every hopeful dream of a shared future shattered into a million pieces. The humiliation was a physical ache. As he walked into the diner, feigning concern, I didn't cry. Instead, I calmly pulled out my checkbook. It was time for him to pay for his lies./0/84526/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106204822&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Perfume of Betrayal
The silence in our perfect, cold house was heavy, broken only by the hum of the refrigerator as I waited for my husband, Walter, to come home. I knew the moment he walked in: a sickly sweet, cheap perfume clung to his expensive suit, a stark, vulgar stain on our pristine air, and a single text notification on his phone screamed: "Chloe: Had so much fun tonight ❤️ Can't wait for more. xx." He tried to dismiss it, to gaslight me, but when I fled to my sister' s, my mother and even his own mother called, not to offer comfort, but to demand I "be the bigger person" and forgive his "little mistake" for the sake of our son and his reputation. How could I be the bigger person when they were all so determined to shrink me, to erase every trace of my worth and identity, painting me as the hysterical wife while he built a new life with his mistress right under my nose, even using my late husband's name to fund it? No longer content to be "handled," I returned home, not to reconcile, but to prepare for war, knowing that justice would be served, publicly and unequivocally, on the night of our son's birthday party./0/47294/coverorgin.jpg?v=ba1ca80abbd35e6be42aa9338bf3f945&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Male Luna
"I, Alpha Killan Raiden Leonidas, hereby reject you as my mate." When Ackerly Ciro Galeno heard these rejection from his mate because his sexual orientation, the man wanted to die and just vanished without traces. He became depressed and hurt, but he realized that he needed to move on because he was already used to being rejected by everyone. Alpha Killan then realized he needed his mate. It's his turn to go after his mate, but how can he prove his good intentions if Ackerly doesn't want anything to do with him?/0/80928/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106194536&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Stand-In to Sterling
My life with Ethan seemed perfect, a carefully constructed dream built over years of quiet happiness. I believed in our future, our unwavering love. But then, his high school sweetheart, Jessica, died in a tragic accident. Weeks later, the chilling discovery of Ethan's suicide note: "Jessica was the only one. I can't live without her." My world didn't just crumble; it exploded into a million shards of brutal betrayal. Our entire marriage was a meticulously crafted lie, a painful performance. I was nothing but a stand-in, a convenient placeholder for the woman he truly loved. Every shared smile, every whispered promise, now felt like a cruel deception. The agony of that realization was a physical blow. Eight years, wasted. My heart was ripped open, not just by loss, but by the acidic burn of profound humiliation and the sickening injustice of being so utterly used and discarded. How could I have been so tragically wrong about everything? Then I woke up, gasping, back in my college dorm room, feeling the same nausea, seeing the same too-bright sunshine. My phone buzzed. A text from Ethan: "Sarah, we need to talk. It's about Jessica. I think I'm still in love with her. We can't do this anymore." The exact same words. But this time, my tears were gone. This time, I finally knew how to change my story./0/98449/coverorgin.jpg?v=10b2f6744cb76cadd3a89daa61fb9a78&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Seven Years, A Four-Year Lie
The first clue my life was a lie was a moan from the guest room. My husband of seven years wasn't in our bed. He was with my intern. I discovered my husband, Brendan, was having a four-year affair with Kiya-the talented girl I was mentoring and personally paying tuition for. The next morning, she sat at our breakfast table in his shirt while he made us pancakes. He lied to my face, promising he'd never love another, just before I learned she was pregnant with his child-a child he'd always refused to have with me. The two people I trusted most in the world had conspired to destroy me. The pain wasn't something I could live with; it was an annihilation of my entire world. So I made a call to a neuroscientist about his experimental, irreversible procedure. I didn't want revenge. I wanted to erase every memory of my husband and become his first test subject./0/83744/coverorgin.jpg?v=6366ecf007082bfba1dadce5593dd7a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Charity Case's Crown
The whiskey glasses clinked, and the air hung thick with cigar smoke at Ethan' s bachelor party. I was just bringing in another round, playing the supportive girlfriend I' d always been for the man I loved since high school. Then I heard my name. "Anya? She' s an artist. No family, no connections. Marrying her would be a liability for the firm." He laughed. "Besides, after all these years, who else would want her? She' s practically a charity case my family took in. She' s not going anywhere." The crystal tray in my hands shattered on the marble floor, but no one bothered to look up from their celebratory drinks and laughter. He even had the audacity to crawl into my bed that night, reeking of alcohol, whispering about keeping me as his "secret girl" after he married his fiancée. Marry his fiancée, Chloe, for a business merger to save his family. Then he actually asked me to be his mistress, offering me a life of comfort as if that erased the disrespect. "Ungrateful," he spat, calling me "an orphan with nothing" when I refused. My heart shattered, then hardened. How could I have been so blind, so stupid, to trade everything for someone who saw me as a pet, a liability, a charity case? The next day, as I stood by the bench where we' d carved our initials, I saw him and Chloe, his new initials gouged over mine. My love, my future, my very identity… all erased by him. But on that very day, receiving a call from a billionaire I' d once shown a small kindness to, I turned away from the Hamilton mansion for good. It was time to show them what this "charity case" could become./0/93756/coverorgin.jpg?v=f94986b2512bfeb832d6471b70f21b02&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Cost of Deception
I was the little princess cherished by my brother Derek Walton, the most well-behaved girl in our family. The boldest thing I ever did was hide my identity and date Lucas Morrison, my brother's sworn enemy, in secret for three years. Over those three years, I let him record countless sex videos. In the backseat of a sports car, I sat on his lap, completely bare, my waist gripped tightly in his hands./0/96259/coverorgin.jpg?v=af55caf95b90dadac2bf3d2ea3f9b5dc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Royal Romance
A scarred Wolf. A hidden prince. A love that could burn a kingdom. When Scarlet, a fierce outcast marked by fire, crosses paths with Prince Chris, neither expects to find an ally, let alone love. But in a court ruled by lies and a city bound by fear, their romance sparks scandal and betrayal. As enemies circle and a cunning widow weaves a deadly web, Scarlet must fight not only for her Wolves but for her name, her love, and her crown. Betrayal festers within her pack, chains rattle in the streets, and blood soaks the square. Yet in fire and ash, Scarlet discovers her greatest strength: the howl of a queen who will not be broken. The Royal Romance is a sweeping tale of passion and power, where loyalty is tested, betrayal bleeds, and love proves stronger than chains. What happens at the end? Could it be a happy ending or could it be the end for Eldoria./0/59027/coverorgin.jpg?v=cf1ab6e89ceb55ca0999a7a5e68f1a1d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Ex-wife's Revenge
The image of him being happy and loving with my best friend felt like betrayal. It felt like he had launched a knife into my heart while I was struggling to breathe. How could he betray me this way? How could he betray me with my best friend? "You said you loved me." I cried out and brushed the tears running down my face away. He stared at me, and the coldness in his eyes mirrored the one his mother always had for me. "That was my greatest mistake." I felt cold. ..... Once Imela believed love was enough, but not anymore. Love was just another lie that the weak believed in to keep them from seeing the truth: that there was no place for people like them in this world./0/50423/coverorgin.jpg?v=7f4f742e041316df9a1f731e76873f51&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CURSED TO BE QUEEN.
Caliana wilfred, a wolf who lost her mother at birth eventually got sold by her step mother into the dangerous pack of a powerful alpha Edward, she knew instantly she was mates with him however having a low self esteem and coming from a weak family did take a toll on her, she was rejected, manipulated and ignored however it was made known her mate held a deadly secret and was more dangerous than she knew him to be, a beast who went wild every full moon, in need of a cure which only she knows about, the cure tied to her soul and life span, will she give up the cure for him? Will she keep her lips sealed , will she discover why her cure was tied to her life or will she realize the sacrifices she has to make to be the Queen she ought to be?/0/92661/coverorgin.jpg?v=52265250fa76b49ed07054fca84b8185&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Wife, Her Tortured Soul
I had loved Kade Cordova for ten years, but our marriage was a transaction he despised. He hated me, flaunting his affair with his lover, Kendall, for the world to see. Then, Kendall framed me for corporate espionage. Blinded by hatred, Kade didn't even question it. He had me thrown into a pre-trial detention center. In the cold visitation room, he gave the guards a simple, chilling order. "Teach her a lesson." They ripped my clothes open and violated me as he watched, his eyes filled with disgust. But that wasn't enough. Kendall faked a miscarriage and blamed me. Enraged, Kade forced himself on me, vowing to use my body as a vessel to replace the child I had "murdered." The final blow came when Kendall went to my ailing mother and cruelly detailed every humiliation, causing a heart attack that killed her. I had lost everything. My love, my dignity, and now my mother. All because of lies I couldn't disprove and a man who refused to see the truth. Standing on a bridge with nothing left to live for, I let go. But I didn't die. I woke up with no memory, saved by a kind stranger. For five years, I lived a new, happy life. Until the day the man who destroyed me found me again./0/23203/coverorgin.jpg?v=3e117d9a107448f826dd962bef2813ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Toxic Marriage
"You won't expect love from me and will please me whenever, wherever I want." *** Passionate bonds linger in their relation which are ignorant to both of them. The strings that pulled them close to each other whenever they tried to isolate themselves from it. They were different, he knows she was his since the moment she was born but she didn't. Even knowing that he began to hate love and turn their bond, which can be the eternal source of gratification into a dusty tomb. Because someone, who isn't meant for him, cheated on him. What will happen when Christian Elvis, a person with a golden heart taint black marries Sophie Skye, a normal girl just to fulfill his lust and a promise he made to someone dear to him and turn their marriage which can become salvation for them into nothing but a mere show of ravish feelings?/0/44322/coverorgin.jpg?v=5c96320f8a28640845f59d5dde5eba40&imageMogr2/format/webp)
love with my boss son
Olivia, a smart and beautiful girl, never thought her life would change drastically when she became 21 years old. It all started when she went to work for the Hubert family where she met and fell in love with their youngest son. Williams, the youngest son of the Hubert family, handsome and every woman in town dreams,who just came back from the state fell in love with their maid. Read along with me to unveil the forbidden love of Olivia and William/0/84057/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c10b08dbb3502a68aafe7e45d989e30&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Bride's Billionaire Redemption
The Vermont chill, familiar yet unwelcome, clung to me as I pushed Caleb' s stroller through the cemetery. After three years in California, I' d hoped for a quiet visit to my parents' graves. But then I saw her: Mrs. Lester, standing by her husband' s tombstone. And almost immediately, Mrs. Lester's misplaced hope turned into a direct dial to Ethan, who was undoubtedly on his way. Moments later, Ethan's luxury car crunched on the gravel, and out he stepped, followed by Sabrina, clinging to his arm. Before I could explain, Caleb stirred, and Ethan' s eyes dropped to the stroller, a cruel smirk forming. "Working as a nanny now?" he sneered. "Apologize to Sabrina, and I' ll consider taking you back. Can' t have my wife working as a servant." His words, each a sharp blow, echoed the day he' d abandoned me at our engagement on stage, leaving me humiliated as Sabrina theatrically threatened suicide with a box cutter. He thought Caleb was my employer' s child. He thought I was broken, desperate for his scraps. And now, Sabrina, with a practiced gasp, stumbled dramatically, feigning injury when I dared to protect my son from her touch. Ethan' s rage turned on me. "You' re still the same cruel person! Apologize!" My world was crashing, and the old helplessness crept in. But then, a sleek black Rivian pulled up, and out stepped Andrew Scott./0/25706/coverorgin.jpg?v=666d93cb0ec64d354cd3d7e657549ed1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MR BRUNO IS MINE
Her devilishly handsome boss was every girl's heart stealer untill she stole his She's not perfect but she's everything in his existence Being a plus sized ,She was abused and bullied through out her childhood and the present Unlucky in her past relationships, was so toxic and sad because of her imperfect body ,her self hate stepped on another level coupled alot of sucide attempts Years later ,she got a job in a Fashion/modelling company but then the pleasure to be the perfect beauty standard as requested by the company was a very high expectation,her imperfect self can't to fit in Only to find herself having a one sided crush on her boss,the every lady's dream man ,the billionaire son of the former ruthless CEO and soon to be the CEO of their fashion company After giving up on her hopeless dream of being with her Mr perfect and able to find true love She stole his heart unaware/0/81867/coverorgin.jpg?v=a235781c75c867f39732ce760b43aace&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Ruin Them
I died at eighty-nine. Not in peace, but after decades trapped in my own paralyzed body. A car accident had turned me into a "vegetable," or so my husband, Mark, conveniently told everyone. He then reaped a massive disability settlement from my "condition"-enough to fund his entire lifetime. My lifetime, however, was spent trapped, agonizingly aware of every whispered conversation, every stolen dollar, every moment they thought I was gone. Mark, his kids Jessica and Kevin, even his ex-wife Brenda-they all saw me as nothing more than a lucrative shell. They feasted on my money. He'd fabricated a marriage certificate and coerced his doctor cousin to lie about my infertility and exaggerate my paralysis for a bigger payout. I watched, helpless, as Jessica manipulated my "care" to ensure the cash flow, and Kevin blamed me for all his failures. For decades, I endured this living hell, a silent scream trapped within. The sheer injustice of their monstrous betrayal festered, turning my soul into a crucible of rage. Why was I forced to endure such vile exploitation, unable to fight back? Then, darkness. And then, light. I was back. Younger, whole, sitting in a vibrant garden, enveloped by party noise. Every agonizing memory of their avarice and the hell they put me through was crystal clear. This time, their greed wouldn't just be their undoing-I would ensure it./0/84370/coverorgin.jpg?v=f5f9152762eae020242da316bf834876&imageMogr2/format/webp)
