Romance Books for Women
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On Thin Ice: A Forbidden Step Siblings Affair.
"You drive me fucking insane," he breathes against my throat. Heat pools low in my belly as he pulls back to look at me, his eyes dark with hunger. "Say stop," he whispers, voice strained. I hold his gaze. "I won't." ... I never wanted to come to KAQ Academy. But when your mother marries into the Blackwell family, you don't get a choice. What I didn't expect was her new stepson deciding I was his personal enemy on sight. Grayson Blackwell-hockey captain, honor student, golden boy with a black heart-has made it his mission to destroy me. He's beautiful and cruel and absolutely magnetic, the kind of boy who sets fires just to watch them burn. He wants to break me, piece by piece, until there's nothing left of the girl who dared to invade his perfect world. The problem? I like the way he burns. But I'm not the only one obsessed with me. Someone has been sending me twisted letters for years, and they've followed me here. When Gray finds out about my stalker, something dark shifts in his eyes. Suddenly, I'm not just his enemy-I'm his obsession. His hatred turns possessive./1/120266/coverorgin.jpg?v=30966654d8704df9fc663d9f6e4893ad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pregnant For My Ex's Dad
Aria and her boyfriend, Marco, were going to celebrate their fifth anniversary until he called her on the phone saying that he could not make it due to the fact that he was down with a fever. So Aria took a leave from the bar where she's working to surprise him with soup. But on getting to his house, she saw him pummeling his so-called cousin from the back while moaning loudly. He didn't seem surprised seeing her; in fact, he mocked and humiliated her and said she would die as a virgin, and right there, he broke up with her. Aria didn't know where to start. She loved him so much, she felt really betrayed and didn't know where to start. So she got back to the bar and decided to get wasted for the night. What's the use of the virginity she's been keeping? Unknown to her was that her drink had been mixed with the aphrodisiac by the bar manager whom Aria had turned down before. Seeing her in a vulnerable state, he decided to take advantage of her, but before he could perform the vicious act, Aria was saved by a mysterious man, who was a walking pheromone. He was utterly sexy and full of muscles; he didn't even look old despite the slight gray hair on his head. Aria, whose body was burning from the aphrodisiac, didn't waste time; she clung to him and whispered sexily into his ears. "My ex-boyfriend said I'm going to die a virgin, but I want to prove him wrong. Will you help me with that?" His voice was extremely low and sexy as he whispered back. "Of course, tesoro. I'll thoroughly worship you."/1/130116/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c5cf828d580c03ea83d57156546a299&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Substitute Wife's Ruthless Comeback
For three years, Clara served as Dominic Montgomery's compliant stand-in because her face and rare blood type matched Vivian, the woman he truly loved. When Clara unexpectedly got pregnant, Dominic showed no mercy. Hearing that Vivian had woken from a coma, Dominic strapped Clara to a bed and forcefully drained her blood, ignoring Clara's agonizing screams as she nearly miscarried his child. The nightmare only escalated from there. Vivian deliberately burned her own arm to frame Clara for arson. Then, after Vivian committed a drunken hit-and-run, Dominic handed Clara a plea deal, forcing her to go to prison in Vivian's place. When Clara refused, Dominic froze her assets, threw her into the freezing rain, and locked her frail mother in an abusive psychiatric ward. Clara was shattered. She couldn't understand how Dominic could sell his soul to protect such a monster. Until she overheard Vivian's phone call and discovered the horrifying truth. Vivian had paid millions for facial reconstruction to steal Clara's identity, taking the credit for saving Dominic from a deadly fire six years ago. The real savior who dragged him from the flames was Clara. Watching the video of her mother being tortured, the last shred of Clara's love for Dominic turned into cold, black ash. She snapped her bank card in half and walked into the dark Manhattan underground. She was going to tear the Montgomery empire down, brick by bloody brick./1/130438/coverorgin.jpg?v=eaac8a6577f2718c69c7c4950f9d06d0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorced by Him, Claimed by the Biker King
Tessa thought she had it all-a loving husband, a beautiful life, and a gift for painting inherited from the mother she lost. She was wrong. Behind the walls of her perfect marriage, her stepmother and stepsister have been quietly stealing everything that belongs to her. Her paintings are passed off as her stepsister's. Her name is erased from her own work. And worst of all, her husband, Garrett, is helping them destroy her. Then Tessa catches Garrett in bed with the one woman she never expected to betray her. Her stepsister. With her marriage shattered and her family determined to take the last piece of her mother's legacy, Tessa runs-straight into the path of Zane Ashford. Billionaire. Criminal lawyer. Biker. And a man who has no interest in love. Zane has spent years fighting his own family for the fortune his mother left behind. Now, he finally has a chance to claim it-but there's one condition in his inheritance. He must be married. When Zane offers Tessa a deal, the arrangement seems perfect. He'll help her destroy Garrett, reclaim her stolen paintings, and expose the family that betrayed her. In return, Tessa will become his wife. It's supposed to be nothing more than a contract. But living under the same roof with a dangerously charming man makes keeping their hearts out of the agreement nearly impossible. As Tessa uncovers secrets surrounding her mother's legacy and Zane's family closes in, their convenient marriage begins to feel dangerously real. They entered the deal expecting to use each other. They never expected to fall in love. And when the truth finally comes to light, they'll have to decide whether their love is strong enough to survive the secrets that brought them together-or if their marriage was doomed from the beginning./0/20113/coverorgin.jpg?v=3a4055d8501c5ad075c38b7dee661137&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her best friend's groom
“Amber, please I can't.” Leila tried to make her friend understand. Tears were dripping down her pale cheeks as she spoke. “Yes, you can.” Amber replied, wiping the tears off Leila's face. “This is too much Amber, it’s not like the senior school days.” Leila pleaded with her friend to reconsider her decision. “Don’t worry everything will be fine.” Amber assured her best friend. Despite the difference in their families’ social status, Amber and Leila had been best friends since senior school. They had always watched each other’s back. Amber cannot marry Liam because she does not love him, she loves Andre. Amber wants to convince her friend Leila to take her place on the altar. Now Leila has agreed. Can she love Liam without feeling any guilt? Will Amber come back for her man?/1/110873/coverorgin.jpg?v=a851debad461d2f00c1b3341ad5ba685&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped By My Ruthless Boss
She wasn't his weakness. She was his ruin, and he would bring the world to its knees before he let her go. *** Kisarel thought she had it all figured out, until the night she caught her fiancé in bed with her cousin. The same cousin who was engaged to her boss, the ruthless and untouchable billionaire, Mr. Oceans Stark. Heartbroken, humiliated, and trapped on a business trip with the man her cousin was set to marry, Kisarel did the unthinkable – she begged her boss to make her forget her boyfriend's betrayal. Oceans swore he didn't touch his employees. He swore his heart only belonged to a certain strange woman he'd been looking for, who saved his life so many years ago. But the moment Kisarel kissed him, every resolution he made shattered. And after their one sinful night together, Mr. Stark couldn't let Kisarel go. He began to do everything within his power to get her even more entangled in his web of obsession. There were a thousand reasons she should have stayed away from him. She ignored every single one. He knew every part of her belonged to someone else. But every part of him didn't care. What neither of them knows is that Kisarel was the woman he's been searching for all along. Now, Oceans is set to call off his wedding with Kisarel's cousin, and he expects Kisarel to also call off her wedding with her cheating fiancé. Kisarel is now tangled in an obsession so hot that it might consume her whole. And Oceans is ready to drown his entire empire just to keep the woman he truly loves./0/17927/coverorgin.jpg?v=41995c67dfc3f78e0976a12f492b13cf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
If the duke desires
What happens when the spoiled and incredibly sexy future Duke of Angelford tricks an incredibly ambitious and wild African-American law student into dating him? Hervé is convinced it's just what he needs to get his parents off his back about marrying and settling down, but Sadie is nowhere near as harmless as he thinks she is. If the Duke desires, Sparks start fires... ******************************************************************************************** She is going to be perfect for this! She's walked out of a class that isn't through! Told me I need indicators attached to my ears and doesn't even thank me for picking her papers up! Sadie! Her name is Sadie! 'What's wrong with how you look? I think it's fetching.' I announce as she starts to walk away. Eliciting no response from her I follow her, taking her elbow unconventionally 'I feel really bad about bumping into you like that. Maybe I should drop you in town. I have an appointment there too.' I announce as she stares at her elbow like she is about to do something eccentric like slap the wits out of me. I hold my turf though. It should be worth it! She looks from my hand clutching at her elbow to my face, her temper a tad doused by the dominance of my height I suppose, or maybe the irritating tanzanite of my eyes; I'm not sure which. 'What do you drive?' she inquires as if to gauge her response from my own 'a Bentley.' I announce. She smiles 'a car?' she pries 'a car.' I confirm 'I guess that's as good as anything.' She shrugs freeing her elbow 'is that disappointment or a recompense for my bumping into you so ungraciously?' I inquire lightly, finding it intriguing that she hadn't flinched at the sound of Bentley as most women had before 'are those the terms for having an opinion?' she replies handing me her files like I was Hughes! 'I'm Herve by the way.' I introduce myself 'Sadie.' She says with a smile/1/105396/coverorgin.jpg?v=9abb7fd8d203f2b57b6c8ad902bd6685&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Neglected Wife: Hidden Heiress's Cold Revenge
I stood in the pouring rain at my father-in-law's funeral, the heels of my black pumps sinking into the mud. I was Mrs. Vargas, the wife of New York's most powerful billionaire, yet I was standing at the edge of the crowd like a forgotten statue. Ten feet away, under the dry shelter of the family tent, my husband Hayes held another woman against his chest. It wasn't me he was whispering comfort to; it was Felicity, his late brother's widow and childhood sweetheart. The humiliation didn't end at the cemetery. Hayes moved Felicity and her son into our home, relegating me to the guest wing while she took over the primary suites. He watched silently as her son smashed the only photograph of my deceased parents, then demanded I apologize for "scaring" the boy with my reaction. When Felicity's negligence ruined a twelve-million-dollar family heirloom, Hayes had the audacity to ask me to use my own savings to buy her a "consolation" engagement ring. He treated me like a parasite, never realizing I was a brilliant scientist with a hidden fortune and three patents to my name. I realized then that our three-year marriage was a hollow farce. Hayes had never even touched me, claiming he wanted to "remain pure" for his memory of Felicity. I was nothing more than a business merger, a smudge on the lens of the perfect family portrait he was building with another man's widow. The breaking point came during a lethal blizzard. Hayes promised to accompany me to my family's mandatory gala-a tradition where my absence meant a death sentence. But at the last second, he stood me up to stay home and tend to Felicity's stubbed toe. Left alone to face the wrath of the Santos Matriarch, I was forced to kneel in the freezing snow as punishment until my lungs began to fail and my vision blurred. Just as the darkness started to take me, a black Maybach smashed through the iron gates. My exiled brother, the man the world calls "The Wolf," stepped out of the storm to reclaim what Hayes had discarded. Hayes thought I was a helpless doll who couldn't survive a day without his trust fund, but he's about to find out what happens when you let a Santos daughter freeze./1/131291/coverorgin.jpg?v=b4bbc1b0b03f894ddfef08652e352765&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: Rejecting The Biker Ex
I woke up to the deafening roar of heavy metal, holding a leather patch that read "Property of Harrington." Calhoun, the Vice President of the motorcycle club, sneered and ordered me to sew it on. He wanted to claim me tonight, forcing my family's massive transport fleet under his club's banner. Behind him hid Bernadette, his mistress, biting her lip like a frightened doe. Calhoun wrapped his arm around her, demanding I show some grace and share my title, my bed, and my wealth with her. In my last life, I foolishly gave them everything. I thought my devotion would earn his love. Instead, he drained my eighty-five-million-dollar empire dry. When I was no longer useful, they locked me in a dark concrete basement. While the club drank and laughed upstairs, they used a rusty scalpel to carve my unborn child out of me, leaving me to bleed out in a shallow grave. I didn't understand why my loyalty was repaid with such brutal betrayal. Why did they tear my innocent baby away? Why did my unconditional support only buy me a horrifying death? But the cold metal of my silver skull ring anchored me. I wasn't in that grave. I was twenty-two again, right at the start of the claiming ceremony. This time, I dropped their sacred patch into the spilled whiskey and ground the golden eagle into the dirt with my steel-toed boot. "I'm just putting garbage where it belongs."/1/126327/coverorgin.jpg?v=16173817eb089e3f3ae2cc8b9a3f84b6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
On The Day I Was Abandoned, I Married A Mysterious Billionaire
I sat alone at the upscale restaurant for an hour, waiting to finalize the details of my engagement party. Then, my fiancé's assistant called to tell me Earl wasn't coming. My stepsister, Molly, had suffered another perfectly timed "emergency," and Earl was at the hospital holding her hand. This was the fifth time this month. I was the one who saved his family's sinking business, but lately, he just called me "too aggressive," preferring Molly's fake, wide-eyed helplessness. "Poor Molly, so glad Earl was there for her," read the caption on her victorious hospital selfie. To make matters worse, my stepfather called, screaming at me to attend a dinner and apologize to a notorious creep just to clean up Molly's latest social mess. In their eyes, I wasn't a daughter or a partner. I was just a sacrificial asset to be used and discarded. The humiliation and betrayal made my blood run cold. I had given them my everything, only to be treated like garbage. But this time, I didn't beg or cry. "Tell him we're over," I said to the assistant, and blocked Earl's number. I went to City Hall alone in the dead of night to bury my wasted years, only to bump into a breathtakingly dangerous stranger who had just coldly ended his own engagement. He looked at me with ice-blue eyes and proposed the most insane idea I had ever heard. "I need a fiancée. You need a shield. A contract." I looked at the billionaire stranger, took a deep breath, and changed my fate. "I agree."/1/113958/coverorgin.jpg?v=f51443849afd8046e1eccffa8da9ea47&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late To Want Me Back, Ex Husband!
For five years, Elara was the "peasant" wife-the woman who gave Shawn a kidney to save his life and received nothing but cold indifference and his family's contempt in return. Behind her dutiful-housewife mask hid the world's most feared cybersecurity genius and the secret heiress to a global empire. She stayed anyway. For love. For the family she still hoped they'd become. But hope dies in a cold swimming pool. Shawn shoves his pregnant wife into the water to save his drowning mistress. Elara wakes in a hospital bed with an empty womb and nothing left to lose. When Shawn comes to discard her for the woman he chose, what he finds instead are five of the most powerful men alive, standing where his weeping wife used to be-Elara's brothers. The peasant is dead. The predator just woke up. Now Shawn's empire is bleeding out under a cyberattack no one can trace, and the man who threw her away can't stop chasing the woman he created. But Elara has already chosen a man who never made her prove she was worth keeping./0/19843/coverorgin.jpg?v=3acbf5109f91059ee4234d707a15ba62&imageMogr2/format/webp)
HIS
"The way you behave...behave around me, with me it's highly inappropriate. I don't want you think I'll be your little assistant that you fuck on top of your desk or in the break room, if that's your intention I think it's best if you fire me or atleast send me back to work for Mr Caine," I told him after a couple seconds of silence I turned to face him to be greeted with a hard look on his face. "Amelia....I'm sorry if you thought that was my intention, I can see where you would get that idea.. and I apologize for my lack of communication, in what I want," "So what do you want?" I asked my voice sounding strange I cleared my throat, he reached forward taking my ice-cream placing it on the bench his hand moving to my chin making sure I held eye contact. "You..I want you Amelia," he answered his voice soft but held a level of firmness. I sat there looking at him, his eyes filled with emotions and unspoken words that had me melting under his gaze. "What do you mean y-" "Please don't make me repeat myself, I find it quite annoying," he replied his other hand moving from my knee to thigh the grip firm. "Well you're my boss telling me that you...want me, I think I'm going to need some clarification Xavier," I said frustrated and he swallowed hard, his Adams apple moving and I wish I could know what he was thinking. Before another thought can pass through my mind, his lips are on mine Shakespeare The course of true love never did run smooth/1/113827/coverorgin.jpg?v=85bb56f18f3fdce59bea162d02674863&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Exile: The Widow's Comeback
The heavy oak doors of the Crane estate splintered under the battering ram. Annetta was just putting her five-year-old daughter to sleep when the SWAT team stormed the nursery. They told her that her husband, Major Alek Crane, was killed in action overseas. But instead of a hero's funeral, he was branded a national traitor, and the feds were seizing every penny of their wealth. Lead investigator Issac Rocha dragged Alek's charred remains into the grand hall just to mock him. He stripped Annetta of her wedding band, confiscated her winter coat, and officially exiled her, her daughter, and her hostile mother-in-law to a freezing Appalachian death zone. In the federal holding cell, the extended family turned on Annetta, calling her a cheap commoner and leaving her to shiver on the concrete floor. They were dumped in an abandoned mining town with nothing but canvas jumpsuits to die in the snow. Annetta knew Alek was framed in a ruthless political hit. Issac Rocha wanted them to rot in the mud and freeze to death, completely forgotten by the world. "We are going to live, and we are going to burn Issac Rocha to the ground." But Issac made one fatal mistake. He didn't know the quiet, submissive daughter-in-law had spent the last three years secretly building a military-grade doomsday bunker right in the heart of that very mountain. Stepping past the freezing mud, Annetta initiated the biometric scan, and the massive steel blast doors slowly swung open./1/126958/coverorgin.jpg?v=33bf39ba261c2605801bc87fdd2ad0f6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tattooed By The Dangerous Biker King
My controlling mother forced me on another blind date with an arrogant lawyer, but an emergency call from my clinic saved me. I rushed back to find the waiting room filled with massive, tattooed men in leather cuts. They were the Serpents of Retribution MC, and their ruthless President, Knight, locked his ice-blue eyes on me, ordering me to be the sole nurse for his injured man. Trouble quickly followed. A fake doctor took me hostage at gunpoint, trying to get revenge on Knight. We tumbled down a concrete stairwell, and Knight used his own body as a human shield to save my life. But the aftermath destroyed my world. My boss threatened to fire me. My mother screamed at me for walking out on the lawyer, caring more about my "stable future" than the fact I almost died. I thought I had hit rock bottom, until Knight tracked me down. He didn't ask for my consent. He dragged me to his clubhouse, pinned me down, and had his club's serpent emblem permanently tattooed onto my shoulder blade. "From now on, you're my Old Lady." He marked me as his property, leaving me trapped between a suffocating family and a dangerous biker boss. Staring at the black brand in the mirror, I realized I couldn't be a passive victim anymore. I drove to my parents' house, pulled down my collar to show them the serpent, and finally severed ties with my past./1/116807/coverorgin.jpg?v=f92be602c2a8d754483cfb61510017b0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Stole A Kiss From A Billionaire
She kissed the wrong man and became his wife. Leslie Webster has always been the family's dirty little secret; an illegitimate daughter forced to live in the shadows while her half-sister basks in the spotlight. Her only solace is her long-term boyfriend... until she catches him in her sister's arms. Heartbroken and humiliated at a glittering banquet, Leslie kisses the first man who walks in just to prove she still has a shred of dignity left. But the man she kisses isn't just anyone. He's Saint Baxter, the cold, untouchable billionaire who never lets a woman near him. And days later, he sues her for harassment. A story of revenge, redemption, and forbidden desire. When an unwanted kiss becomes the spark that burns down two empires, only love can rise from the ashes./1/123054/coverorgin.jpg?v=b3d155bee5cf47185aa5433654c85b3d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My husband sold me off to the devils
When her husband gambles away their entire life savings and offers her body to his dangerous creditors to settle debts, successful coporate lawyer Sophia Kane snaps. She strikes a deal with his three powerful associates - a merciless loan shark, a high-profile politician, and a mysterious nightclub owner - becoming their shared lover in exchange for protection and ultimate revenge. The raw, possessive, and increasingly tender encounters awaken intense chemistry with each man, but hidden betrayals from her past and their criminal world threaten to consume her as love begins to bloom in the middle of chaos./1/129075/coverorgin.jpg?v=b3f93cc16106591931bb167fdfdc814f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Ashes: The Lost MC Princess
I drained my savings and gave up my college education to support my biker boyfriend for three years. But the moment he finally got patched into the Sterling Knights MC, he brought the club president's daughter to my bar. He slid a wad of cash across the sticky counter, telling me to take it and call it even. "Kalia, we're not here to fight. Devin just wants to do the right thing," she sneered, flashing her gaudy engagement ring. Devin watched me with cold impatience, letting his new fiancée and her ruthless bodyguard humiliate me in front of his brothers. They thought I was just a naive, submissive barmaid they could easily step on and discard. A thousand dollars to erase my life's savings, the massive debts I took from loan sharks for his legal fees, and the child I got rid of for him? Did they really think they could destroy my life and walk away completely unscathed? I didn't touch his pathetic cash. Instead, I dragged her secret lover into the bar, publicly destroyed their sham of an engagement, and forced him to pay back every single cent of the $31,060 he owed me. Because what these arrogant bikers didn't know was that I'm not some helpless nobody. I am the lost princess of the legendary Serpents of Chaos MC, and with this money, I am finally going home./1/123698/coverorgin.jpg?v=d0747a65c7e7e031980fb1e2f9199d09&imageMogr2/format/webp)
House of Lust & Moonlight (Erotic collection)
Warning🔞: This collection contains extremely explicit content and dark themes. Read only if you are ready for raw, intense desire that pushes every limit. House of Lust & Moonlight (Erotic collection) You know that moment when you hate someone so deeply you can barely breathe... yet your body still aches for their touch? When revenge feels like foreplay and obsession becomes addiction? When you tell yourself you'll destroy him, but deep down you're terrified you'll beg him to ruin you instead? That's what waits for you inside these pages. Across this collection you will find powerful werewolf Alphas, ancient vampires, unhinged stalkers, intense conflicts and unforgiving desires. Stories of rejected mates, captive brides, brutal obsession, forbidden passion, and meaningful emotional battles that cut deep. Every tale is filled with raw lust, painful betrayals, fierce resistance, and surrender that feels both inevitable and devastating. If you crave dark erotic romance that makes your pulse race and leaves you emotionally wrecked, then welcome. This is House of Lust & Moonlight./0/99287/coverorgin.jpg?v=54676b708c278bcabd1d9f98f9bb1ae0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Daddy, We Have Found Mommy
Five years earlier, to get her boyfriend out of a big problem, she agreed to become a surrogate mother for a rich man to get enough money. But last, betrayed by her boyfriend and best friend, and found out she wasn't the true daughter of her parents. Last, Daphne agreed to get married to the ugliest man in Stafford City. * "Don't worry, I'll protect you from now on." The adorable 5-year-old Brian said to Daphne. But why does she feel like she has known these boys for a long time? What will life be like with the ugly dwarf husband in the future?/0/60160/coverorgin.jpg?v=87b05fc896af78fe32e2463b46e347d7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
