Romance Books for Women
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Broken Vows, True Hearts
When my vision finally returned, I realized the man I had married was actually my boyfriend's younger brother, Hurst Owen. Meanwhile, Brady Owen, who had promised to end all ties with his ideal love, Betty Kirk, was actually next door with her all along. That night, I overheard their conversation. Hurst frowned. "Brady, Della lost her sight because of you. Do you think that's fair to her?" Brady replied impatiently, "Just wait another month. Once Betty is taken care of, I'll be back." "It's been ten years. Aren't you afraid I might genuinely fall in love with Della?" "Your marriage is fake. Don't entertain thoughts you shouldn't have!" I silently returned to bed, without revealing to anyone that my sight had returned. On the twenty-ninth day, I took Hurst to get the marriage certificate. Honestly, I still wanted to continue being Hurst's wife./0/55127/coverorgin.jpg?v=e07f203525618a6f8d7e40b58e3f2b5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire’s secret Admirer
Ming's world as she knows it, capsides after one drunken confession on the rooftop is caught on live video. The video spreads on Instagram and by Monday morning, everyone at work knows that she has been in love with Gary for the last three years. Gary is her best friend/ co-worker, who also happens to be her sister's boyfriend. Mortified of what everyone would think, especially her sister, Mae, she pretends to be in a romantic relationship with no other than her boss, Wayne Keller. Ming catches Wayne off guard with a dramatic and very public kiss and leaves no room for him to refuse her. Wayne is a robot in human form and even though Ming hates his guts, she weaves her way into his billionaire lifestyle and spins a lie so deep she almost has everyone fooled. What happens when the lines blur in? What happens when a baby comes in? What happens when neither of them can tell where the lie ends and the truth begins?/0/57630/coverorgin.jpg?v=8257992095607a7e5bf1a1e4c90593ea&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marry Me Again: The New CEO Is My Ex-husband
"What's your name?" He asked, making the managers go shut at once. They followed his gaze and it landed on Mallory. Mallory felt her soul being pierced. Did he just ask for her name? Her Wilder didn't even know her name? "Uh... her name is..." "Let her speak for herself, Arlo" Wilder raised his hand at his cousin who zipped up at once. Then, reluctantly, Mallory muttered: "I'm Mallory Harrington." Wilder said nothing, his gaze on her unreadable. Then, she asked. "Don't you... remember me?" "Am I... supposed to know you?" Wilder asked with an unfeigned doubt. This broke Mallory even more. How can her Wilder not recognize her? Her next breath came raggedly, she had to drop her teary gaze to the floor. "How can you not remember me?" She winced. "We were..." ********* What happens when Mallory goes to work one morning and discovers the new CEO who was the soon-to-be heir to one of the richest companies in the world was her ex-husband who had been missing for seven years? How does she tell him she used to be married to him before he went missing? How does she tell him she was still very much in love with him and wanted him back in her life, even if there was someone else? How does she tell him she had twins at home that looked like him? How does she tell him any of this when he couldn't recognize her and acted very cold towards her? What happened to her Wilder?/0/81252/coverorgin.jpg?v=baa6de7ba7915a381c4a9a4e6066d5de&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Mr. Betrayer
My bones ached, a deep throb whispering something was terribly wrong. I'd sacrificed, donating marrow to save my fiancé Ethan' s "failing" company and his "dying" college acquaintance, Brooke Hayes. I believed it was for love, for our shared future. Then, a chilling truth surfaced. A text on Ethan' s phone: "$50k transfer… Main portfolio remains shielded." There was no crisis. Brooke, far from dying, walked out of my bedroom, vibrant, triumphant. It was a meticulously planned scam. My heart froze. Ethan gaslighted, his hand too comfortable on Brooke' s waist, denying my pain for her comfort. He prioritized a stray dog over my severe post-donation agony, dismissing my pleas for vital medication while showering Brooke with lavish gifts. Chloe, my best friend, became her accomplice, rationalizing their cruelty. The breaking point arrived when I overheard Ethan confess: he' d orchestrated the entire ordeal, the fake crisis, Brooke' s "illness," all to "make amends" to Brooke. My unconditional love had been weaponized. At a glittering gala, Brooke, her fraud exposed by my desperate words, staged a dramatic fall, pointing accusingly at me. Ethan, without question, condemned me, and Chloe, my dear friend, slapped me hard across the face. Publicly shamed, physically and emotionally shattered, my phone buzzed with Mom's text: "Car waiting. South entrance." My escape. I grabbed my small bag, destroyed my phone' s SIM, and walked out of the hotel, out of their lives, without a backward glance. My only path was to disappear, leaving behind the wreckage they'd created./0/25404/coverorgin.jpg?v=1907049eef97aa32788caae83e2dbe4c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Stuck With A Stubborn Wife
Have you ever wondered what it feels like to marry someone whom you have never met before? Helena was devasted when her CEO husband sent her divorce papers and insisted that she signed them. To him, she was just a gold-digger who wouldn't say no to money. Much to his astonishment, Helena refused stubbornly, "To hell with your money! After all that I have been through, you want to divorce me? Jokes on you! I won't divorce you even if you give me your whole fortune. You are in this for life!" Wanna find out why Helena was hell-bent on staying married to him? Read on!/0/72648/coverorgin.jpg?v=798ba2db8527bbaf683a0f7269112525&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Forced Bride
Liliana wants a simple married life, but an arranged marriage to Callum Davenport is the exact opposite. ridiculed and belittled by her husband Callum, who was not looking for love, his marriage to Liliana Covey was supposed to be a business deal only, but no matter how distant he tries to remain, his heart keeps saying otherwise. The event took a dramatic turn when she became pregnant and found herself in a love triangle between the two brothers and dangerous scandals. Liliana decides to stand up for herself and protect both her pregnancy and her marriage. However, Calvin isn't convinced when all his disguised plans of keeping Lillian to himself become futile, and in a moment of psychotic rage, kidnaps her putting her in a life-and-death situation. Can they allow themselves the chance to love? Or will they lose themselves to the dangers lurking in the shadows?/0/59038/coverorgin.jpg?v=7d21bc289a7fc371e46f1f5a65f31f36&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I'm Your Wife, Not Her!
Lisa never felt like she had a husband, despite being married for a year. She always does everything herself without the help of a husband. In fact, during this time Lisa very rarely ate together with her husband. Because Lisa's husband pays more attention to his female friends than to Lisa who is a legal wife. “I am your wife, not Her!” Lisa even shouted the sentence in front of her husband's own face. In fact, the sentence did not make her husband realize, but turned into anger and ended up not wanting to go home. Lisa was tired of her household. The woman could no longer bear the pain when she miscarried and lost her baby forever. Meanwhile, her husband was too busy taking care of his sick female friend. Everyday Lisa's heart ached more and more, and she couldn't afford to continue her marriage. "I'm tired, honey. I want a divorce from you immediately."/0/82660/coverorgin.jpg?v=29cf5954edb60afb6518390330183269&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The First Lady's Secret Weapon
They hailed me a hero when I finally awoke, weeks after taking a knife for the First Lady. My father had garnered a new position, and my fiancé, Ethan, a prestigious fellowship, all thanks to my sacrifice. I believed my immense pain had meant something noble for their future. But my anticipated homecoming was no joyful reunion. I found my adopted sister, Chloe, wearing my custom wedding dress, about to marry my fiancé, Ethan, right in my own living room. My parents watched, their faces etched with complicity and defiance. A brutal past instantly surfaced: the last time this occurred, it culminated in Ethan' s violence and my fatal abandonment. I had been utterly discarded. The searing pain of that past life' s betrayal and their brazen attempt to repeat it ignited a cold, calculated fury I'd never felt. How could they so ruthlessly steal my honor, my very life, again, after I nearly died for them? This time, the world wouldn't go dark. I stood silent as they left for their 'perfect' day, my stillness a new weapon. My resolve, forged in the fires of a terrifying past, was unshakeable. Their carefully constructed world was about to crumble, and I knew exactly how to make it happen./0/64044/coverorgin.jpg?v=54a8cba5217d2980a4a48a850cd43903&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Inside Marissa's Heart ♡
Miguel and Rosario Valiente make the decision to move back to their hometown in hopes of creating a positive atmosphere for their children and ultimately leading a happy and beautiful life. This is especially crucial for their daughter Marissa, who has been battling depression ever since her brother, Juan Valiente, moved away without her. The family believes that once Marissa sees Juan again, she will return to her normal, happy self. However, upon arriving in their hometown, Marissa meets Juan's girlfriend, Daniella Duran, who she inexplicably appears to despise her. Witnessing Marissa's negative behavior towards herself and Daniella, Juan takes matters into his own hands. But what's truly inside Marissa's heart? Find out in this suspenseful and romantic novel./0/87666/coverorgin.jpg?v=dae419c172805589798ec4e9d655eea2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Twin, His Obsession
The air in Demian Oliver' s apartment was thick and hot, our bodies slick with sweat. This was it, the secret celebration of our graduation, the moment I had waited for. Then, in the peak of his passion, he whispered a name: "Finley." Not my name. My name is Finley Brooks. Finley is my younger twin sister. My whole body went cold. I found his phone, and a group chat called "The Conquest" revealed a picture of me sleeping in his bed, my back exposed. Messages confirmed my worst fears: "Consider this a warm-up. Gotta get familiar with the family before I go for the main prize." Two years of secret dates, stolen kisses, and whispered promises were all a lie. I was just a conquest, an appetizer for my own sister. The humiliation continued at the graduation party. My sister, Finley, publicly exposed the hickeys Demian had left on my neck, mocking me. Demian, the man I thought loved me, stood by and watched, his expression unreadable. Later, during a game of Truth or Dare, he publicly disowned me, forcing me to drink an entire bottle of vodka. I didn't understand. Why was I always the target? Why did my own family, and the man I loved, choose to humiliate me so cruelly? That night, I received an email: early admission to Crestwood Institute for Advanced Research, a secluded university thousands of miles away. It was my chance to escape, to become a ghost./0/90169/coverorgin.jpg?v=4bada7bdecbdf336c480ae52e29fc5f1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fifteen Years, Then A Photo
For fifteen years, my husband Dustin and I were the fairytale. The high school sweethearts who made it, the tech CEO and his devoted wife. Our life was perfect. Then a text message arrived from an unknown number. It was a picture of his assistant's hand on his thigh in the suit pants I bought him. The texts from his mistress kept coming after that, a relentless barrage of poison. She sent photos of them in our bed and a video of him promising to leave me. She bragged that she was pregnant with his child. He’d come home and kiss me, call me his anchor, all while smelling of her perfume. He was buying her a condo and planning their future while I pretended to have morning sickness from bad scallops. The final straw came on my birthday. She sent a picture of him on one knee, giving her a diamond promise ring. So I didn’t cry. I secretly changed my name to Hope, converted our entire fortune into untraceable bearer bonds, and told a charity to empty our house of everything. The next day, as he headed to the airport for a "business trip" to Paris with her, I flew to Portugal. When he came home, he found an empty mansion, divorce papers, and our wedding rings melted into a single, shapeless lump of gold./1/113791/coverorgin.jpg?v=845d7080d32309b38f9c999c50d6510e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Vengeful Ex-Wife's High Society Comeback
Six years ago, I was driven out of Manhattan with nothing but the clothes on my back. My two-year-old son, Alex, was dead, and I was branded the monster who killed him. My husband, Corwin, threw me away without a second glance, choosing to protect his new fiancée—my cousin Evelina, the real murderer. When I finally returned to their elite engagement party, everyone thought I was still that pathetic, broken woman. Evelina dug her acrylic nails into my skin, warning me to stay away from her man. Corwin looked at me like I was rotting garbage. To publicly humiliate me at their private yacht party, he forced me to drink three full bottles of neat whiskey in front of the city's elite. "For every drop you spill, I add another bottle," he commanded coldly. I drank until my stomach tore open, collapsing onto shattered glass and coughing up dark red blood while they watched with predatory joy. They thought they had won. They thought I was finally destroyed. They didn't know the trembling hands and the terrified tears were all a carefully calculated act. I wiped the blood from my chin and smiled. I didn't come back to this city to clear my name or beg for forgiveness. I came back to drag every single one of them to hell./1/116294/coverorgin.jpg?v=77a08cad69827ce55cdee4a36f349f07&imageMogr2/format/webp)
EVER PLAYED WITH FIRE, I DID
just a crazy Physcophat enjoying every bit of her life, but he showed up that night and I decided to use him as my entertainment. But that single choice became the biggest mistake in my life. Wanna find out?. Lilith veralux. Age 24, personalities cold, crazy, physpopatic, and talented. She's an opharn who stays with her foster parents a biker racer, mechanic and sex queen. Her beauty is top notch don't even dare compete with her, her smile is vicious, her voice is charming yet alluring. Lilith in her life has just three rules and things she want, FUN, MONEY, CONTORL. And she'll do anything to get them. Lilith is a Physcophat parents never wished to have. She doesn't fear and always love to take risk but the day she encountered him everything changed. Who's he?. Melanzo vindavan. Mafia boss, he rules he domaintes , people shiver at the call of his name But to Lilith his name is trash total trash . No one dare to get on his dark side he's the heir to the vindavan empire a total devil even the devil is scared of him but Lilith doesn't even know the word fear. Just one night, one night, one encounter with Lilith and she became his touture and him her entertainment. Lilith played with the firey devil melanzo and that's was her worst mistake. Cause she became trapped bounded with no chance of getting out. Wanna know what that encounter is? Wanna get pissed off,angry, obsessed and happy at the same time?. Wanna dive into our physcophatic FL and toxic ml? Then hop on./0/23214/coverorgin.jpg?v=99db37b7d7e710cd8de25804b71cb64e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Part Of Me
Avni Mehta, a 17 year old Indian just moved to London with her parents. Having spent her entire life in India, Avni finds being in London a bit of a challenge. While trying to hide her anxiety disorder from everyone, Avni is forced to start school where she meets Jay, playful and the school sweetheart but has a weird agression towards Indians. Amist all her problems, will Avni be able to keep her sanity or will her anxiety consume her?./0/84068/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7d9b8fda1bee94bf963d6bc814f732d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bullet I Took For You
For five blissful years, I poured my heart and soul into saving Ethan Lester, the tragic hero from a TV show, now the man I loved. Our wedding was just seven days away, my mission 99% complete, a lifetime of happiness within reach. Then, his voice, thick with emotion, echoed from the guesthouse. "Annie, I never stopped loving you." He declared I was just "static," background noise to his enduring love for Annabel, his wealthy ex-fiancée. The woman whose family destroyed him. The woman for whom he promised to still take a bullet. That promise felt like a bullet through my own heart, erasing my entire existence, my sacrifice of literally taking a bullet for him. How could he betray me so completely, after all we had built, after the life I gave him back? I yanked out my phone, contact the program, my voice steady despite the tremor in my hands: "I want to pull the plug. I' m going home."/0/86571/coverorgin.jpg?v=fddff7eb019811ebba861a0b9ef27a67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Comeback: Love, Loft, Life
The first thing I felt was the sterile cold of the hospital sheets. My whole body ached, a deep, hollow pain I remembered too well. Then I saw him: Mark, my ex-husband, standing over me, not a trace of concern on his face. "Jane, you have to sign this." He held a clipboard, ready to trick me into signing away the last piece of security I had left-our loft. In my past life, this scene was burned into my memory. I had just lost our baby, almost died, while Mark deliberately ignored my frantic calls. Later, he blamed me for everything, claiming our marriage was a trap that kept him from his "true love," Sarah Miller, and that my refusal to sell the loft led to Sarah's brother's death and her subsequent suicide. He never loved me; he resented me. He claimed this was all my fault, a convenient lie to justify his cruelty. Now, I was back. Reborn to the day he tried to steal my family home, not after my miscarriage, but to the day he attempted to swindle me out of the loft, years before. He saw me as weak, broken, and stupid, an easy mark for his greedy schemes. He thought he had won so easily, but he had no idea what I was truly planning. A cold calm washed over me. The pain of the past was no longer a wound. It was armor. This time, he would learn what real disappointment was./0/28220/coverorgin.jpg?v=37124708a962a9e0c2251cb6502fd342&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beautiful fox and hunter
No one would have expected that the beauty under the blood moon was a fox. Donna is a princess with a noble status and he is just a lowly hunter. The day Richard held the fox's tail in his hand, his heart truly belonged to her. The man stared in amazement at the bloody corpse of the woman he loved, her chest pierced by a sword. Her long eyelashes fell, her face pale. He thought he was going crazy. And indeed, he went mad and swung his sword to slay the wicked people. He was stunned, tears rolling down his cheeks. Richard knelt down and lifted her beautiful finger to kiss her softly, his voice strangely low. "My heart, this life belongs to you... Your Highness Princess! We die together!"/0/33226/coverorgin.jpg?v=37879ddf15a5d2f3f9bf4385b8b89bb0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Surprisingly Married To A Mysterious CEO
Celia Kane originally came from a wealthy family, but she was orphaned by her mother at an early age. Ever since then, she was made to live a hard life. Her father and stepmother even set her up to marry Tyson Shaw who was supposed to marry her stepsister. Unwilling to accept her fate, Celia ran away on the day of the wedding and had a one night stand. Celia tried to leave secretly that night, but her father found her again. Having failed to escape her fate, she was still forced to become the substitute bride. Unexpectedly, she was treated well by her husband during the marriage. Celia also gradually came to learn that he had many secrets of his own. Would Celia find out that the man she had a one night stand with was actually her husband? Would Tyson know that Celia was only a substitute bride for her stepsister? When was Celia going to find out that her unassuming husband was actually a mysterious tycoon? Find them out in this book./0/38232/coverorgin.jpg?v=7d4a2e9b177c68a12e2a832aa04bf1f8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
