Romance Books for Women
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My only wish
Emily Jacobs: Have you ever had this belief that you would love to finish school, get a degree, get married, grow old together with your significant other and start a family? Well I have. It all came crashing down when I realized none of that was about to happen to me. Well nothing good ever happens to me and I know nothing good ever will, I just have to live my life to the fullest until the end. This is my story: I am Emily Jacobs, 16 years old. I live in Arizona with my father. My mother left us, so it's just him and I for now. I am 5'5 and slim with long, wavy blonde hair and hazel eyes. Luca collins: I am the school's bully or that's what I am called by others who fears me. I consider myself to be good looking, with dark brown hair and eye color that I don't even know how to name it. It's a mixture between brown and orange. I have a dimple on my chin and I am 6'3. I get away with everything and make sure no one comes in my way or they'll regret it. I don't love, I don't fall in love. I don't do relationships at all, I am more of a one night stand guy well that was until Emily jacobs the school's freak walked in my life. Now what am I going to do about it? This is my story: I am luca Collins, sixteen years old. I live in Arizona with my parents and sister. Find out more on their journey./0/37784/coverorgin.jpg?v=417fc348de095b3bed0f9fa2ff28a807&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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He Said No, She Found Love
The last thing I remembered was the cold. It was the kind of cold that seeped into your bones, mocking the thin dress you wore. I was dying in a dark, abandoned warehouse, our son Leo trembling beside me. Then, his voice. Over the kidnapper' s phone, Harrison Hayes, the man I' d loved for years, flatly declared: "Wrong number. I don' t know them." He didn' t know me. He didn' t know Leo. Five years of a miserable marriage dissolved into one brutal truth: he resented me, seeing my existence as the ruin of his life. My death, simply a convenient erasure. And then, nothing. A profound, silent void. Until, a voice, warm and familiar, broke through the darkness: "Ava? Happy birthday." My eyes snapped open. I wasn't in a warehouse. I was at my 21st birthday dinner, staring at a younger Harrison, before the resentment carved lines around his mouth. This was the night it all began, the night I confessed my desperate love. But this time, the memory of his callous "Wrong number" burned. The phantom ache of my son' s absence was a hollow void in my chest. I would not make the same mistake. I would not confess. I would let him go. I would let him have his perfect life with his perfect Charlotte. When Charlotte Evans, his first love, walked in, I didn't fight. I left. I walked out into the cool night, hailing a cab, for the naive girl I had been, for the son who would now never exist. The pain was immense. But underneath it, a fragile seed of freedom took root. I wouldn' t be a victim. I would save myself. My first call was to my parents' lawyer. I was activating a forgotten betrothal agreement. I was going to Daniel Thorne./0/22211/coverorgin.jpg?v=7db9f7af0bbf747cc50b44bca703ae4e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Teach Me (The Gentlemen's Club)
A nerdy girl with a sordid past. Three more months in Uni and she is done. She can move on to a happier and better life. What if a certain professor says hello and turns her world upside down? Is she willing to be seduced by him and damn the consequences? Teaching is his passion. He has never wanted to take on his papa's business especially when he bumps into a certain girl that he swore to wait until the time is right. One look is all it takes. Let the tension and waiting game begin. Romance/Drama Mature Content 18+/0/19940/coverorgin.jpg?v=7db9f7af0bbf747cc50b44bca703ae4e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia King's precious arrogant wife
" EVEN IF YOU ARE MARRIED TO ANOTHER MAN. EVEN IF YOU GAVE BIRTH TO ANOTHER MAN'S CHILD. I DON'T CARE. EVEN ANYTHING COMES IN BETWEEN OUR LIFE AND DISTURB US. I DON'T CARE. I WILL JUST DESTROY IT WHOEVER MAY BE IT. WHO DESTROY OUR HAPPINESS WILL MEET THE HELL. YOU ARE MEANT TO BE MINE, BABYGIRL. AND I MEANT TO BE YOURS." he roared as he looked at his baby girl whose hands were handcuffed and was locked in the cage. " L-leave me. I j-just don't know who are you." the woman sobbed. "DON'T KNOW WHO AM I. YOU FORGOT OUR TWO YEARS LOVE. YOU MADE ME SEARCH FOR YOU FOR FOUR YEARS LIKE A PSYCHO. YOU STILL DON'T KNOW WHO AM I " he roared as he pushed everything to the ground. He stopped and looked at his baby girl who got scared by his action. He relaxed and bend down and caressed her. " HEREAFTER WE CAN LIVE OUR LIFE TOGETHER. I KILLED EVERYONE WHO PLANNED TO DESTROY OUR HAPPINESS. IT'S JUST YOU AND ME" He spoke as softly as he could. But she avoids him and his touch. Before he lost his temper. He went out of the cage. ______ Alex Walter, A ruthless monster, who is hungry for power. No fear for anyone. Even he is not fear of his own death. He is the king of the underground world. He is a womanizer. But just use them once and throw them out. Suddenly she appeared in front of him, taking his breath, making his metal heart to beat again and filling his heart with warmth. The moment she appeared, making him get trapped in the desire of getting her, made him crave for her and made his mind go mad at the thought of conquering her./1/103648/coverorgin.jpg?v=4d854124433f2551c19c73575cd5cabe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reclaimed Fortune
Zara Knight has one goal: destroy the people who murdered her father and stole her family's billion-dollar empire. For eighteen months, she's transformed herself from grieving heiress into a weapon, learning to hack, fight, and infiltrate the criminal network called Project Fortune. Her plan is perfect-until she discovers her new boss, Malachi Sterling, is hunting the same conspiracy. Malachi built Sterling Security Solutions on control and discipline. He trusts no one, especially not the brilliant analyst with the too-perfect resume who's clearly hiding something. When a client's assassination forces them into an uneasy alliance, he realizes Zara isn't just hiding her identity-she's on a revenge mission that could get them both killed. To infiltrate Project Fortune's exclusive summit, they pose as an engaged couple. The fake relationship requires proximity neither wants. Malachi's ice-cold control starts cracking around Zara's fire. Zara's revenge-focused heart betrays her with feelings she can't afford. Their chemistry is undeniable, their mutual distrust absolute. Then Zara discovers the conspiracy's mastermind: Nathaniel Cross, her beloved godfather who murdered her father for revolutionary encryption patents worth billions. Worse-Malachi's own uncle has been the mole inside Sterling Security, forced to betray them to keep Malachi alive. At the Fortune Summit, with Nathaniel holding his own daughter hostage and federal agents closing in, Zara faces an impossible choice. She came for revenge. She found something far more dangerous: a man who sees past her armour to the woman underneath, who challenges her to choose building over destroying. But trust is the ultimate vulnerability. And in a world where everyone she loved has betrayed her, trusting Malachi might be the most reckless thing she's ever done. Reclaimed Fortune: A high-stakes thriller romance where revenge meets redemption, corporate espionage collides with genuine connection, and two damaged people discover that the fortune worth reclaiming isn't money-it's the courage to trust again./0/24158/coverorgin.jpg?v=d0106f0670f49f4b6f881bfab8ded06b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Names He Forgot
Seven years ago, I entered a marriage of convenience, sacrificing my life for my beloved sister Lily. I was Sarah Hayes, bound by an agreement to the powerful, wealthy Hayes family, even foolishly hoping for love with my charming husband, Ethan. But that hope died a slow, painful death through years of his endless infidelities, culminating when his mistress, driving his car, crashed violently into me, nine months pregnant. As pain consumed me and I bled on the pavement, Ethan appeared, only to coldly dismiss my cries as "drama," abandoning me for his frantic mistress. His callous neglect led directly to the loss of my baby, Hope. The subsequent devastating shock destroyed my fragile sister, Lily. How could one man's indifference cost me every single person I cared for, leaving me utterly alone after I sacrificed everything? The man I had protected for so long turned out to be the architect of my complete devastation. Yet, in my absolute despair, a profound clarity dawned: I was done. I divorced him, leaving his opulent world behind, but he relentlessly chased me back to my quiet hometown, desperate to reclaim what he believed was his. He thought he could break me again. But he was about to learn the devastating truth about the names he forgot and the five-year-old lie that shielded his darkest manipulation./0/51412/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d3ca2bd2ae3ae86bcf071d054cfcc55&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Secret: His Euphoria
Audrey Nathan, twenty years old, notorious hacker since the age of ten. She's the most scouted hacker in the whole of the continent and probably worldwide, but no one could get to her. Different Mafia organisations have been searching for her but she's as slippery as an eel. Luck left her side for a few minutes when she got caught in the two Biggest Mafia organisations' fight and was shot. Jordan Van Arthur, leader of Lone Wolves found a frail redhead in his penthouse fighting for her life, clutching to a lilac tote bag. "No.. no hospital, please... Doctor....call .....call a..." She fell conscious. **** Audrey Nathan swore her loyalty to Jordan Van Arthur when she found out he had saved her life and protected her identity away from the people looking for her, most importantly, Lone Wolves has never been part of those scouting for her and killing anyone involved with her just to get her. Jordan Van Arthur is rumoured to have facial paralysis due to his always expressionless face, even in the face of death, he is never moved, even when he was betrayed by the person he loved most and his most trusted aide, he never showed how hurt he was, but with Audrey Nathan, Things changed that he could hardly predict his next wave of emotions with Audrey around. **** Jordan Van Arthur is the leader of Lone Wolves, His best friend Conan Raymond and His lover, Eve William colluded and betrayed him making him lose his most successful project to his rival gang White Tigers, Sebastian Cornell. Audrey Nathan came into his life like a warm ray of sunshine on those cold and hopeless days, Ignited emotions that he thought were lost forever and even retrieved what was his without fear that such a dangerous move could cost her life. "I am not used to being this loved, but you have loved me selflessly..... Your happiness should be my priority too" Audrey choked out, her heart overflowing with love, the tinkling feeling felt too much for her that she got scared it will all go away as usual. *** "Nghnn... Jord... I want you.....all of you" Audrey moaned out, her eyes hooded with lust, she didn't care if his shadow crew could hear her, she wanted him in her, home where he belongs. "I got you mama" Jordan's voice always dripping with lust just like his lips were dripping off her juices...../0/19616/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d7ebeace953eccb4857ef4a3980dec9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love is in the air
***Poster image is not mine...Its credit goes to the owner*** She was a simple girl and she went on vacation to her friend just before her marriage. Where things turned upside down He was a CEO of the big group and also had a hidden identity as Mafia king with lot of enemies They both were from different world and different places but their destiny had different plans for them. Lets see how they cross their road to each other./0/86777/coverorgin.jpg?v=a2a86da38df7e404ec59e401f1e10cb2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Best Friend Zone: A Brutal Awakening
"Ava, I only see you as a friend." Ethan's quiet words in the noisy bar landed like a ton of bricks, shattering my decade-long crush into a million pieces. I had just poured out years of hidden feelings, only to be met with those five simple words. It was a clear, brutal end to a love story I had directed, starred in, and watched all by myself. He finally looked at me, his expression full of a pity I didn' t want. "You' re my best friend, Ava. I don' t want to lose that." That phrase, 'best friend' , felt like a curse, a box he put me in, safe from my affections. For years, I had held onto fleeting moments, replaying them like favorite movie scenes, only to realize they were just casual gestures from a friend. My entire devotion had unknowingly sabotaged any other chance at a relationship. I was his sun, but he saw me as just another planet in a predictable orbit. The realization was liberating and devastating all at once. Driven by a desperate need to numb the ache, I found myself in a dark bar, downing tequila shots. It was there, amidst the haze, that Liam Walker, my deceased best friend Lily' s younger brother, found me. He saw through my pain, calling Ethan an idiot for not seeing my brilliance, a compliment that pierced through my drunken despair. He saw me not just as a friend, but as someone brilliant. His fierce kindness was too much, leading to a messy, desperate kiss that I instantly regretted upon waking. The guilt, tied to Lily' s memory, was a heavy weight. I believed I had crossed an irreversible line with the boy I'd practically watched grow up. My panic reached a peak when Ethan called, only for Liam to answer and coldly declare, "She was a little busy crying her eyes out after you broke her heart. You' re a bit late with the concern." He hung up, leaving me with a terrifying but thrilling jolt of electricity. Before I could process it, I sent Liam away, convinced I was just like Ethan, careless with others' hearts. But watching Ethan with his new girlfriend, Sarah, and realizing he had let my unrequited love fester out of fear, shattered my remaining illusions. Why did he never love me, even for a second? Why did he let me waste all those years? The bitter truth solidified: he was a coward, too afraid of real loss to embrace something real. And in that moment, I resolved to reclaim my life, to shed the heavy coat of unrequited love, and for the first time, choose myself./0/71528/coverorgin.jpg?v=289c58d1d41fe0f2b02c0227ca3fccb7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Got Married For Revenge
Five years ago, I died-my life as Irene Lancaster ended, along with the child in my womb. Pushed off a cliff by the woman who bore the man I once loved. But the true betrayal? He made her do it. To them, I was nothing. A mistake. An obstacle to be removed. But I survived. And now, I've returned with a new name, a new face, and the wealth and power of the richest man in the country. I came back for one reason-revenge. Cold. Ruthless. Nothing else mattered. Not even him. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. And the heart I thought had turned to stone... still remembers what it was like to love the one who destroyed it. Please check out my other story ENTANGLED WITH MY RIVAL CEO/0/84506/coverorgin.jpg?v=d85e3010834ed75158714e065887371e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wife of the Rock God
I gave up my music journalism career, piece by piece, to build Nathaniel Roberts' country music empire. He was my college sweetheart, my golden boy, the man I poured my soul into making a star. Then, his new pop-country princess co-star, Gabrielle, called me, her voice sickeningly sweet, telling me Nathaniel' s credit card was maxed out. She was in our bed, and I heard the rustle of our expensive sheets, the ones I picked out. I didn' t scream, I didn' t cry. I simply packed everything he ever bought me into garbage bags and told him to get out. He laughed, calling me dramatic, but agreed to a divorce, assuming I was after a final payday. He gave me a massive settlement and an iron-clad NDA, smugly believing he' d bought my silence and dignity. Months later, his manager called, oozing fake sympathy, inviting me to a reality show, "Second Takes," for "closure." I knew their true plan: to make me look pathetic, clinging to him so he could gently reject me, cleaning up his image after the cheating scandal. They wanted me to be his public doormat, boosting his new duet with Gabrielle. I sobbed into the phone, playing my part perfectly, swearing I missed him, begging to get him back. But their elaborate scheme was about to backfire spectacularly. They thought I wanted his heart, but I was about to go for his wallet, his freedom, and his entire career./0/85804/coverorgin.jpg?v=36ed317bc14f51552b2136a05d28fc55&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rebuilding A Life, Not A Home
For twenty years, Liam Davis was my world. From juice boxes in kindergarten to our first kiss under the bleachers, he was my constant. I put my architecture career on hold, working a quiet desk job so his tech startup could thrive, believing his dream was our dream. Then, one warm evening, as I sorted our old college textbooks, he walked in, a wide, charming smile on his face. "I need the spare set of apartment keys," he said casually. My heart sank when he clarified: "Not for us, Ava. For me. For Chloe. To decorate our wedding home." Chloe. The social media influencer whose perfect life filled the internet. My mind went blank. Wedding home? My fiancé? He was getting married next month. He scoffed at my devastation. "It was convenient. You were always there. It was easy. Like marrying your right hand. You don' t put a ring on it." His words, meant to shatter, ignited a cold fury. My sacrifices, my career, my love - reduced to a crude, dismissive metaphor. I handed him the keys to our apartment, and watched him change the door' s passcode to my birthday-only to instantly change it again. "Password successfully changed," a female voice announced from the smart lock, sounding the death knell of my life as I knew it. He walked out, leaving me alone in what was no longer our home. The tears came then, hot paths through the dust on my cheeks. At my parents' house, still reeling, the doorbell rang. It was Liam, snow melting in his hair. He sneered, "What the hell did you tell your parents? Did you send them to beg for a wedding? My mother's furious your low-class family tried to trap me." He called me pathetic, unclean. He gloated about changing the apartment code, implying I' d trash the place out of spite. Something snapped inside me. "Get out," I said, my voice rising to a raw scream. "GET OUT!" He snatched a cherished architectural sketch, my childhood dream of a treehouse. "It was our dream house, wasn' t it, Ava? But it was never exciting. Like left hand holding right hand. Familiar, but ultimately, you' re just holding yourself." He cooed into his phone, "Hey, baby... just wrapping up an old loose end. She's nothing. I love you too, Chloe." My mother raged, detailing all I' d given up, how I built his company. "A spoiled kid with a half-baked idea! This is how you repay her?" He countered, "If you' re going to come begging, at least bring a respectable dowry, not just the sob story of a plumber." He tore a hand-carved necklace, his ten-year anniversary gift, from my neck. "Chloe would like it." In that moment, the love I' d felt for twenty years curdled into pure void. I raised my right hand, the one he' d mocked, and slapped him across the face. "My right hand is my own, Liam," I said, my voice steady and cold. "And from now on, it will be busy building my own life. A life you are no longer a part of." I turned my back, walking towards the kitchen, leaving him stunned. There would be no regret./0/58226/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2674b495947783306fe6e79861b0029&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sold To The Domineering Mafia King
This is a story about two damaged people who came together because of one's desire and the other's fear. Cassandra She was young, innocent, loving, and pretty with big eyes that showed her soul. She was stunningly beautiful but broken and alone, trapped in a world of monsters. Then he appeared. People say he is the worst monster of all, someone you pray never to meet. Will she escape him, or will he become her whole world? Dominic He was ruthless, aggressive, and merciless. Everyone feared him, and he was proud to be the king of his world. But he was also broken. Then she appeared. She was like a fragile doll, his doll. Will he take what he wants and move on, or will she become his life? "Let me go, please," she begged. He buried his face in her neck and tightened his grip around her arms. "Shhhh... breathe, love," he whispered. She cringed at his nickname for her, and he continued, "You are mine, and I am never letting you go. I will give you everything, my love, except your freedom from me."/0/84182/coverorgin.jpg?v=be356f1e85f44b483a8d0512772004cf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Ex-Husband's Unforgivable Sin
It was our restaurant' s 5th anniversary of its first Michelin star, a night my husband Andrew and I always celebrated. I was pregnant with our first child, a dream we had talked about since college. But Andrew wasn't here; he was in San Francisco for an "emergency board meeting." So, I decided to surprise him at his downtown office, box of his favorite cronuts in hand, with our Golden Retriever, Buddy. The smile I prepared died on my face the moment I pushed open his office door. Andrew wasn't alone. He was entangled with his junior partner, Molly Johns, on his expensive mahogany desk. "Since Gabby got pregnant, she's always tired. All this 'nesting' bullshit. It's a complete turn-off," Andrew laughed, his words a cold dagger. The box of cronuts slipped from my numb fingers, hitting the floor with a dull thud. My world shattered when Molly, sensing my panic on the fire escape, shoved me, and I tumbled down the slick metal stairs. The last thing I saw before blacking out was blood, so much blood, and Andrew choosing to steady Molly instead of reaching for me. I woke up in a sterile hospital bed, my stomach flat and empty. Our baby was gone. Andrew came in, disheveled, but not heartbroken, and later, I overheard him promise Molly he' d "make it up to her." My heart, already broken, turned to dust. How could he? How could the man I loved, the father of my lost child, not only betray me but then side with my attacker? How could anyone be so cold, so utterly without conscience? The injustice burned through me, but it also crystallized my resolve. With Buddy' s warm head in my lap, the only comfort left, I picked up my phone and called my lawyer. "I need you to draft divorce papers," I said, my voice shockingly steady, "Effective immediately."/0/53035/coverorgin.jpg?v=1abeabeacb21b36f517c7d6b1e5085e5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hiding My Son From His Billionaire Father
In the glitzy world of showbiz, Eliza's life was a whirlwind of performances and clandestine adventures. When she found herself locking lips with the groom at a gig, little did she know it would set off a chain of events that would redefine her destiny. Months later, consumed by thoughts of Eliza, Mason, the enigmatic groom, tracked her down. Their reunion crackled with tension, igniting a flame neither could deny. In a famous bar, amidst the cheers of her troupe, Eliza felt the weight of Mason's gaze, a magnetic pull that left her breathless. But fate had more in store. A spiked drink, an irresistible allure, and a night of passion that blurred the lines between desire and destiny. The morning after brought a harsh awakening, with Eliza recoiling from the consequences of their tryst, determined to maintain her independence. Yet, fate's hand was not easily evaded. A pregnancy test revealed a new twist in the tale, setting off a chain reaction of familial intervention and unwanted arrangements. Eliza's resolve to defy convention clashed with the looming shadow of a billionaire suitor, whose presence threatened to unravel her carefully crafted escape. In a world where love and ambition collide, Eliza must navigate treacherous waters to reclaim control of her destiny. Will she succumb to the pressures of society, or will she forge her own path, defying expectations at every turn? The stage is set for a drama unlike any other, where passion, power, and fate converge in a battle for the heart and soul of one woman determined to chart her own course./1/110787/coverorgin.jpg?v=47588b5d1995887cd952c59274460530&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE WIFE HE REGRETTED LOSING
She was betrayed. Forsaken. Branded a scorned wife. Lola Hart's world shattered the day her husband turned his back on her, leaving her to face heartbreak, deceit, and a life she never imagined. But pain became power. Betrayal became strategy. And the woman they thought broken is now a force they can't control. Rising from the ashes, Lola fights to reclaim her empire, protect the people she loves, and destroy the enemies who think they can stand in her way. From the glittering boardrooms to shadowed streets, from secret alliances to explosive betrayals, every move Lola makes is calculated-and every heartbeat brings her closer to the love she never dared to hope for. Adrian, her protector, her ally, and the man who refuses to let her fall, stands by her side. But in a world of wealth, power, and vengeance, can love survive when danger lurks in every corner? Secrets. Lies. Revenge. Passion. This is her story. This is the rise of the wife he regretted losing./0/86129/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c285b3421eb6040ac243fa0b6326399&imageMogr2/format/webp)
