Romance Books for Women
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Married to the man I shouldn't love
She was never supposed to be the bride. Lila Hart has always lived in her older sister's shadow, Evelyn, the perfect daughter, the favorite, the one chosen to marry Adrian Blackwell, the cold, powerful billionaire heir who controls half of Manhattan. But forty-eight hours before the wedding, Evelyn disappears. No explanation, No goodbye. Just a single warning: "Don't let him find out what I did." Now the Hart family is about to lose everything, their reputation, their company, their future, unless Lila steps into the role her sister abandoned. So Lila becomes the replacement bride A marriage born out of duty for her... and pure anger for him. Adrian doesn't want a wife, He wants answers. And he's certain Lila knows more about Evelyn's disappearance than she claims. They swear they'll keep their distance, No love,No trust, Just a contract neither of them asked for. But the night of the wedding, a violent warning arrives, proving Evelyn didn't run away, She was taken. And whoever has her... wants Lila next. Now Lila is trapped in a marriage built on secrets, hunted by enemies she can't see, and falling for a man she was never supposed to love. Because the most dangerous place for her... might be right beside her husband./0/74551/coverorgin.jpg?v=0a5423ebab53bfee360e66f5506e625d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped in a Mafia's obsession
Celia never wanted trouble, just a quiet life, working hard to support her younger brother. But trouble finds her when Rafael, a ruthless mafia boss, walks into her gas station one night. He's dangerous, untouchable, and completely uninterested in attachments, until she becomes the bait in an ambush meant to take him down. Rafael should have walked away. Instead, he kills for her, rescues her, and drags her into his violent world. Celia fights him at every turn, refusing to be just another possession. But with enemies closing in and no way back to her old life, she has no choice but to trust the man who claims to own her. What starts as a battle of wills turns into something far more dangerous. Celia is no longer just a captive, she's becoming Rafael's greatest weakness. And in his world, weaknesses get people killed. But Rafael doesn't care. He'll burn his empire to the ground before he lets anyone take her from him./0/65142/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7760b193126c15b01909383c73fff86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Ultimate Romance: Danger In Cold CEO's Kiss
After being framed of a crime he didn't commit, his heart was filled with hatred. Angered and betrayed, he completely disappeared in her world without a trace. She thought she could finally move on with her life with him out of her life—or so she thought. On her wedding day, he suddenly reappeared like a devil walking out from hell. He broke in recklessly and ruined her once peaceful life. Once the truth is unveiled, could she welcome him back into his life?/0/38213/coverorgin.jpg?v=d6582c66a67488bdddf8a7700eb841e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Prince Regent, Take Care of Your Mischievous Wife
[Rich, violent, arrogant and bossy female leading role] The young and beautiful Princess Ning was blessed with a glass of poisoned wine, and after her death, her soul remained intact, trapped for five years. She was reborn and went back to the days of two years ago, and became the most Fierce Flower in the General's Mansion. Accidentally, she had been chosen as an emissary to the underworld and had only one year to live. The soon-to-be dead Fierce Flower was a little bit sad. How could I die before I get my revenge? There was a bright future ahead: get rid of demons and ghosts, abuse bitches and earn health points. The deceased returned and let those pay their debts in blood. What you owed me, I would get back a hundredfold! [The noble and cold male leading role] Once, he was the beautiful Prince Ning, and she was the virtuous Princess Ning, who only envied lovebirds but not immortals. Now, he was the Prince Regent of the world, and she was a fierce little girl, who would never meet each other. The years had gone by, and things had changed. I would compensate her a thousand times for what I had owed her! [Extra: What if my family loves me too much?] My father doted on me, my mother defended me. The older brothers punched up without saying a word. The sisters-in-law slammed money at their wills. How could I live like that? This was forcing me to go to heaven!/0/19395/coverorgin.jpg?v=dd2af730ffe3b39cd3b233e49ecaee84&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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You Stole Me Heart
The wind carried some portions of the water occasionally on the large beach, but the ocean was not what had caught Kyla's attention. No, it was the moon. The moon in all its glory was high above. Its magnificent body was perfectly reflected upon the dark ocean. It was as if another world of endless stars and magnificence was in front of her. She stood there quietly for a long time, and by the time she refocused her attention on the house, the entire castle had seized their activities. It was quiet. This brought Kyla a quick state of uneasiness, but she completely disregarded her. As she reentered her bed chamber, she heard something behind her. Not to mention a completely sudden change of scent of her alarms flashing. She turned around to see a man standing on the thick stone balcony. His figure was exposed by the pale yellow moon in the background. Her eyes widened when her gaze fell upon the man. She heard him curse again. "Bloody hell chit, you should be asleep," he grunted as he slowly took a step forward and dropped gracefully inside the balcony./1/115432/coverorgin.jpg?v=ecb1909c63f37d6730b152a6a6cfec3d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stealing The Groom For Sweet Revenge
I was an unwanted foster kid taken in by the Goodwin family, about to marry into the wealthy Cantu family to secure my adoptive father's power. But at my rehearsal dinner, my adoptive mother drugged my champagne, intending to have me assaulted and ruined. The next morning, my fiancé and my sister burst into my hotel room with a swarm of reporters, pointing fingers in manufactured horror. "You filthy whore! The engagement is over!" My fiancé roared for the cameras, while my sister sobbed about my betrayal. They had brought the press to publicly slaughter me, justifying their own secret affair while my adoptive family cursed me as a disgusting stray. For years, I had endured their toxic abuse, only to be thrown to the wolves so my sister could steal my life. They truly believed I was just a helpless pawn they could crush and discard. But they didn't know I had anticipated their trap and deliberately walked into the bed of Dorian Underwood—the ruthless billionaire and the only man the Cantu family actually feared. As I calmly hit 'send' to broadcast my fiancé's explicit sex tape to every reporter in the hallway, I met Dorian's dark, predatory gaze. I wasn't just surviving anymore; I was going to tear both their empires to the ground./0/35942/coverorgin.jpg?v=14dcf03fb902b31a9658cf2f2080a647&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Nightingale Sigil
Lyra, offered up as a sacrifice to an ancient being, yearns for revenge against those that plotted her demise. Cassius, an immortal being, cursed with an ancient spell to be bounded forever in eternity to a monster seeks desperately to retrieve his forgotten memories. When fate intervenes and entwines their destinies together...what secrets would they unveil from their past?/0/72605/coverorgin.jpg?v=33dcd5dc5956809e473a4231c1f8b2a7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Psychopath's Doctor (His cure)
"Let me go," I screamed, my voice echoing off the walls, as the unnervingly attractive man, who was supposed to be my patient, forcefully pinned me down onto his bed. His dark eyes gleamed with a mix of madness and obsession as he restrained me, an unsettling grin stretching across his face. "You are so beautiful, Momma...so incredibly beautiful," he murmured, his gaze locked onto me with an intensity that made my skin crawl. It felt as though he was completely in his own world, a place where my desperate pleas for freedom did not exist. This sickening façade he wore, as though he were talking to someone other than the terrified woman he had trapped, made my stomach churn in disbelief. This nightmarish situation was not what I had anticipated when I had agreed to serve as the personal doctor for this deranged individual. I thought I could help him, perhaps even make a difference in his life, but now it was clear-I had misjudged him entirely. He was proving my worst fears right, unraveling the fantasies I had spun about saving him, revealing instead a horrifying reality that I had been foolish to ignore. "Let me go, you crazy bastard!" I shouted again, my voice filled with desperation and frustration, rising above the din of my racing heart. But he only responded with a low, deranged chuckle that sent shivers down my spine, a sound so chilling it resonated with his unstable mind. "Yes, Momma, I'm crazy for you," he declared, his voice tainted with unhinged fervor as he slowly trailed his hands from my abdomen down to my thighs. A sharp gasp escaped my lips, a reflexive reaction to his touch that was both unwelcome and shocking, a physical violation that left me stunned. "You love what I'm doing... don't you?" he taunted, his twisted grin widening as he watched my horrified expression. Before I could even process what was happening, he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine in a brief yet jarring peck. My body recoiled involuntarily, a mixture of shock and revulsion flooding my senses as the boundaries of my professional duty shattered against his deranged advances. In that moment, I realized just how dire my situation truly was. This was not merely a confrontation with a patient; it was a dangerous game of survival against a man whose reality was warped, and I was the unwilling object of his twisted affections. It was a sickening realization, one that filled my thoughts with a desperate urgency to escape his grasp before it was too late. "How dare you? You absolute psychopath!" I exclaimed, my voice tinged with disbelief and outrage. My initial shock from his unexpected kiss hit me like a bolt of lightning-an overwhelming mix of surprise and confusion coursed through my veins. "What on earth do you think you're doing? Let me go this instant!" I demanded, my heart racing as I stared into his eyes, filled with an unsettling mixture of amusement and intensity. To my astonishment, he merely grinned again, displaying a strikingly beautiful set of teeth that somehow made the situation all the more unnerving. "You know... I really can't stand it when anyone labels me as a psychopath," he replied, his tone light but laced with an unsettling undercurrent of danger. "But oddly enough, when you say it... I can't help but feel incredibly turned on." His chuckle sent a shiver down my spine, and before I could fully process his words, he leaned in and playfully bit my earlobe. The unexpected sensation caused a soft mewl to escape my lips, a reaction I couldn't quite control despite my attempts to resist him. In truth, I had been trying desperately to push him away from me, my instincts screaming for me to flee. Yet, lately, the things he said and the way he touched me were creating an undeniable impact, stirring something within me that I had long kept buried. It was confusing and frightening, igniting a war between my rational mind and my body's instictual responses. "You're so unbelievably beautiful," he continued, his gaze fixed intently on me as if he were drinking in every detail of my being. "And I can't help but feel this overwhelming curiosity about how you'll moan my name." His laughter echoed in the air, hysterical and wild, heightening my anxiety and leaving me feeling more scared and vulnerable than ever. "Get ready, Kimberly Wilson ..." he said, the intensity of his words causing my breath to catch in my throat. "We're going to have a tremendous amount of fun together, and I sincerely hope you're prepared for what's to come." With that, he smashed his lips onto mine with such force that it left me utterly gobsmacked. The world around us faded away, leaving only the chaotic swirl of emotions and the undeniable tension between us as I tried to grapple with the reality of this moment. Ok what the hell did I get myself into?, I should have known I should have declined to Mr Felix decision that I should be this mad man's doctor, Now look at what's happening,I thought and as the Psychopath/0/25560/coverorgin.jpg?v=88214d6b45570198e54c4a8206c1938e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Missing Wife
Heiress and artist Heather Presley-Hale is deeply in love with her ruthless but loving husband, Sebastian Hale, the newly appointed CEO of Hale Industries. But when tragedy caused them to be separated along with their kids, fate tries to find a way to bring them back. Will Sebastian and Heather be able to rekindle their lost love or will Heather stay hidden and live under the identity of Claire Smith a loving wife to an abusive husband, Marcus Smith, and a mother to Hunter Smith/0/67414/coverorgin.jpg?v=af36b9c0064dbc639dd0626e7ae37d7f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Impromptu Husband's secret
Nayna Ayundara was abandoned by her future husband when they were about to get married, unexpectedly there was a strange man who wanted to replace Nayna's future husband. Initially Nayna refused but this was also to save Nayna's self-esteem. But not long after getting married, Nayna was reported to be pregnant with the child of her future husband who ran away, Nayna felt even more devastated because of the problem, fortunately there was Lukas Asmagara (Nayna's husband) who was willing to acknowledge the child as his biological child. However, Nayna was again shocked by the truth from Lukas which made Nayna feel unworthy to be beside Lukas. What is the next story?/0/19720/coverorgin.jpg?v=8cc436b0b5ea7612802519536eff9d30&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Remember Me
Tia Keefe loves to write short stories online and sing. After graduating from the university, she was ready to achieve her dreams for her family but one day her band received a mysterious invite to a private island. It was an exclusive party for the city’s upper class. What happens on the island will change her life forever as she falls for a guy who she thinks only exists in the stories she writes. Was it just her fantasy? What happens when you find love and lose it? Will the heart remember?/0/18747/coverorgin.jpg?v=fc5f7d07db297d3c4150830905fd6ff6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fall In CEO's Love Trap Step By Step
They had been engaged since childhood, but she didn't remember him at all. Sophie, born with a silver spoon in her mouth, lost her first kiss to Aaron, the legendary CEO in the city. She was the one tugged at his heartstrings and ignited his desire, but she already forgot him and their engagement. Now that she remembered nothing about him, he decided to take this as their new start. Dealing with his rival in love, setting up love traps, and limitless adoration... He would win her heart back with all his might./1/108295/coverorgin.jpg?v=ec7104ccba1bdffc397c7ebe431f553e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Divorced the CEO in Silence
I was married to the most powerful man in the city. Yet in three years, he never learned my heart. When I divorced him, I did it quietly. No confrontation. No tears. No warning. He signed the papers without reading them. Everyone still called me the CEO's wife- until the day I returned, no longer his woman, but someone he could no longer touch. Now he's chasing me. Regretting me. Begging for a second chance. But the woman who once waited for him is gone. And this time, if he wants me back, the CEO will have to kneel./0/43730/coverorgin.jpg?v=16d61455ff28a4f4cb45b6fbfb5a43a7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Karma (English)
Dalton Serano He's trying to be the perfect son and wants to make his father proud in every aspect. He graduated from Harvard and then continued his master degree in Stanford. He wants to live his father's expectation at all times. Ellie Lexington Sweet and hardworking woman. She came from a wealthy family but after she got rejected by her first love, she wanted to proof him wrong. She works so hard to get where she's at now. After 7 years, she gets to face with the devil himself again./1/120300/coverorgin.jpg?v=d2412bc3e0ce1c476405b7f0c5a91770&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Roommate's Billionaire Boyfriend Broke My Heart
Four years ago, Dianna confronted Holden about their secret, tender night at the beach house. Instead of acknowledging it, he dragged her into a dark alley, threw a thick stack of cash at her feet, and told her to name her price to disappear. He looked at her with utter disgust, claiming he was blackout drunk that night and that she was nothing but a pathetic mistake he wished never happened. Shattered, Dianna fled to Los Angeles, spending four agonizing years erasing him from her life. But tonight, her roommate proudly brought home a new, wildly wealthy boyfriend—Holden. He treated Dianna like a piece of furniture, pretending they had never met. When she slipped and fell in the freezing rain, he simply stared at her bleeding on the pavement, withdrew his hand, and coldly walked away. Dianna thought her heart couldn't break any further, until her roommate happily bragged about her new boyfriend's perfect self-control. "Holden basically never drinks. He's always completely sober." The words hit Dianna like a lightning strike. The drunken excuse was a lie. He had been completely, coldly sober when he invented that cruel charade just to destroy her. Why? When Holden unexpectedly knocked on their dorm door moments later, locking his dark eyes onto hers, her roommate innocently asked if they knew each other from high school. The desperate, pleading girl from four years ago was dead. Dianna met his gaze with an impenetrable, icy mask. "No," she said. "I don't know him."/1/126789/coverorgin.jpg?v=604cae3ad0d056d3eea36d16acce0a53&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Substitute Bride: My Mysterious Loser Husband
"I've given you my entire body, so when are you finally going to kick Avery to the curb?" Behind the half-open door, my hockey star boyfriend of three years was pinning my vicious stepsister to the bed, his voice rough with lust: "Don't mention that depressing loser. I only want you right now." I kicked the door open, slapped the cheating scumbag as hard as I could, and dumped him on the spot. But the real torture was just beginning. My beloved nanny was dying in the hospital, and my adoptive mother held the $50,000 life-saving surgery money hostage. She viciously threw a contract in my face: "Either take your sister's place and marry that disfigured, crippled psychopath, or go plan a funeral for that old bat right now!" On the day of the wedding, my stepsister crashed City Hall with my ex, live-streaming my humiliation to the world: "Even a deformed monster doesn't want you. You're a complete joke!" But as the clock ticked down to the last second, my fiancé was still nowhere to be seen. My hope of saving my nanny was turning to ash. Just as I closed my eyes in suffocating despair, the heavy doors of City Hall swung open. Stepping out of the light was a breathtakingly handsome man with broad shoulders and an aura so powerful and dangerous it made my knees weak. His piercing, predatory gaze locked onto me, and his deep, magnetic voice dropped into the dead silence: "Sorry I'm late." I froze, my breath catching in my throat. Wait... THIS is the rumored deformed psychopath?!/0/92073/coverorgin.jpg?v=51e42af64a18b89df04209bb07daf445&imageMogr2/format/webp)
