Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
/0/50419/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240206181956&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Doctor's Wife
: Avah was an orphaned kid. She grew up under the care of the nuns, priests and sisters. She grew up worshiping God, glorifying his name and even spread the words of God to her friends and other kids. Now at the age of twenty-six, she will finally become a nun after two months. She will marry God. She's one step far from her dreams. Before finally declaring her as an official nun, Mother Segunda, the head of the nuns in the church send her out to see the real world. The world outside the Christian church. The world she haven't discovered and if she did, it might not be too late to change her decisions. While out wondering to discover the life outside the church, she stayed with a friend. One night this friend of her dragged her to a place where colorful lights are blinking, drunken people are everywhere, dancing kids are on the dance floor, music is booming that almost made her deaf. Little did she know that she will lost her most valuable belonging that night. Her virginity! She lost it to someone she didn't know, a complete stranger. And little did she know that she will not be able to marry God rather become the doctor's nun wife!/0/18623/coverorgin.jpg?v=3450a60433e05136701430e344ca57c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ex-wife's Temptation
Anne followed a certain contract: she would get married to Kevin and give birth to his child by the end of the year. Otherwise, she would lose it all. However, it was easier said than done. Faced with humiliation day by day, she had run out of patience. This time, she didn't want to give in. On the day of his accident, she sacrificed herself to save him. Although she lived, she would soon disappear in the face of the world. It wouldn't be until their baby grew up that their fates would tie together once more. She might have returned to him, but she was no longer the woman who was simpering after his love. Now, she was ready to fight for her son./0/22192/coverorgin.jpg?v=c82b17a458c0a9276c2b47e9a5302be6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Oops! Wrong number
[Mya: Happy Mother's Day, I miss you <3] [Mom: Uh... Who is it ?? You must have got the wrong number...] [Mya: Ah... uh, that was my mom's number when she was still alive. I still send her messages even though she is no longer with me. This is the first time someone answers. The number must have been reassigned. Sorry I won't do it again. Good day! [Mom: Ah sorry about your mother. You can do that again. I don't mind. Don't apologize for that. My name is Eli and you?]/0/64046/coverorgin.jpg?v=96b6922b06371a4cee7b684bc1783ac9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire Heiress
When humble, hardworking Elena Johnson unexpectedly inherits a billion-dollar empire from a mysterious relative, her life turns upside down. Thrust into a cutthroat world of power, luxury, and family feuds, Elena must navigate deceit, dangerous romance, and family betrayal. As secrets from the past are unveiled, Elena faces fierce rivals and must choose between love and loyalty, all while discovering the truth about her own identity. Will she rise to claim her rightful place, or will the web of lies destroy everything she holds dear? Setting: Primary Location: A sprawling, modern metropolis resembling New York or an elite global city where billionaires control vast empires. Key Settings: The Corporate Headquarters: A towering skyscraper symbolizing the family's wealth and control over the business world. The Family Estate: A grand mansion where much of the family drama and secret dealings unfold. Elena's Former Neighborhood: The modest, close-knit neighborhood she left behind, representing her past life. Luxury Locations: Exclusive restaurants, clubs, yachts, and high-end events showcasing the glamorous lifestyle of the ultra-wealthy./0/29330/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1b09e6e8fcd869e122f8b43c775bef1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Girl Behind The Mask'
Ten years ago, Amelia Williams witnessed the genocide of her family members and twenty seven of her family's workers. She fled after being sighted, the name of the man who committed the act deeply ingrained in her heart. Now 21, she returns to her hometown determined to bring justice her own way to the murderer of her family and the workers. .... The wine cellars suddenly fell off with a loud thud frightening the workers present. With shaky legs, one of the workers walked to the wall where the wine cellars previously was—stuck on the wall was an arrow with a white paper attached to it's head. The paper read: "Your master is lying dead on his bed upstairs, inform the others before it stinks!" Accompanied with the write-up was the infamous red butterfly, without a word, the worker fell backward and fainted. Faraway, on the roof of a skyscraper, a redhead peered into her binoculars and tsked!/1/128287/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2077cf0c6fac302e1d6dcdf410d954f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Betrayal: The Untouchable Heiress
My father called a formal family meeting to discuss my upcoming wedding to Brett Merritt, the town's golden boy. But instead of planning the ceremony, they announced our engagement was canceled. My father and the Merritts had agreed to let Brett marry my half-sister, Brynlee, all to steal my late mother's legendary motorcycle garage. Brett leaned in and whispered a secret proposal. "You can be my Sweetbutt. I'll treat you just like before." He wanted me as a disposable side piece. When I publicly rejected him, he broke into my bedroom that night to assault me and force me to sign over my inheritance. I fought back and snapped his arm with a heavy-duty wrench. Desperate to appease the Merritts and save his failing business, my own father ordered his hired thugs to kill me quietly and leave no trace. I stood facing my executioners, my heart turning to ice. I couldn't understand how my own flesh and blood could trade my life for a business deal and his new wife's triumphant smile. But just as the goons reached for me, a Nevada State Police cruiser screeched to a halt outside. The troopers didn't come to arrest me; they came with a protective mandate and an emergency summons from the Governor—my childhood friend. Looking at my father's terrified face, I knew my counterattack had just begun./0/29979/coverorgin.jpg?v=09399cf6c6af42d59bc6f7262d364535&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ex With Benefits
"I'll be a slut if I'm in a relationship with my ex-boyfriend." Nicole's heart aches at the thought of Klaus, and she vows not to have anything to do with this person in her life. But an old school reunion changed everything, and when Klaus blatantly seduced her, she instantly became a spread-legged bitch. She didn't understand why she was addicted to him, just like taking drugs, she couldn't quit. Klaus wanted to get his ex-girlfriend back, but he started by signing a sex deal with her. . ./0/84162/coverorgin.jpg?v=5aa0b527ab9a0b9a61ee3bd368c44406&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No More Tears for Him
Five years ago, I gave everything – my dreams, my health, every last penny – to save the man I loved from a fatal heart condition. I scrubbed pots on double shifts, my hands raw, convinced I was putting my love on the path to recovery. But his fiancée, Jennifer, had other plans. She showed him doctored photos, whispered lies, and made it seem like I was selling my body, not my soul, for him. He believed her instantly, threw the money back in my face, and walked away, spitting that I deserved to rot. Now, five years later, those words are a cold prophecy: my kidneys are failing, I have six months to live. As I stumbled out of the free clinic, dizzy and broken, I saw him again-Ethan Scott, now a superstar music producer, stepping out of a luxury car with Jennifer, her hand protectively over a pregnant belly. They were heading into the exclusive private hospital next door, a world away from my despair. My body chose that moment to betray me; I collapsed, scattering my pills and medical records on the dirty sidewalk. He stared down at me, his eyes colder than any winter, then watched as Jennifer ground her heel into my hand and had my lifeline swept into a trash can. He even threw a crumpled twenty-dollar bill at my feet, declaring I was worth less than a donation to an animal shelter. How could he believe such monstrous lies? How could he, the man I sacrificed everything for, be so utterly blind to the truth of what I endured for him? What secret did Jennifer hold over him that made him choose her cruel deception over the life-saving act I committed?/0/27059/coverorgin.jpg?v=9bdb268f9c99894ffaf59c347efffca3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
ABDUCTED AND ENSLAVED HEIRESS
Maricar was abducted after three months of her delivery , this brought forth agony in the family of Mr Antonio Zoren. Out of ignorance, Emeliana was kicked out of the family since Maricar wasn't found. Vilfredo was mandated to get married to Candida his childhood friend who has been seeking for an opportunity to get the key behind the family's wealth. Emeliana and her daughter Maricar were picked up by two different families who took good care of them..... Yet , the family were narrow minded of who's behind the lost of Maricar while Vilfredo wasn't able to get Emeliana back to himself. Maricar turned out to be a slave in the family she was brought up, as she went around with the identity medal on her neck. Will Maricar ever be found to take her position as the heiress ? Poor Emeliana is living good as a lawyer, will she ever come back to Vilfredo ? Candida is struggling to take Emeliana's place in Fredo's heart, will she ever succeed?/0/81242/coverorgin.jpg?v=bda15e341301cf3c37e7f06911d5f9c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When My Savior Became My Destroyer
My life belonged to Julian Vance. He saved me at sixteen, a lost girl from the system, giving me a Manhattan apartment, Juilliard lessons, and paying for my dying sister Mia's severe cystic fibrosis care. Mia was my world; Julian kept her alive, so I believed I loved him. Then Julian met Chloe Raine, an indie folk singer. He became obsessed, claiming it was a "game" to expose her "integrity." "You're my queen. Always," he' d insist, but his eyes glowed with dangerous fascination, and a cold knot formed in my stomach. He started neglecting me for Chloe. One bitter Hamptons night, he dragged me onto our balcony in a rage. When I refused to confess, he pulled out his phone, showing Mia's sterile room, her ventilator alarm blaring. He calmly threatened her life, unless I confessed what I' d said. My heart froze. Mia, my only family, was a mere tool to him, her life leverage. The man who swore to protect me was a monster. I was his possession, my emotions irrelevant, my existence dictated by his whims and new obsessions. I gave him the lie, but the humiliation was absolute. My unplanned pregnancy ended in miscarriage, which he blamed on my "disobedience." But the ultimate breaking point was Mia. He allowed his security to remove my dying sister's life support as I screamed. Mia died. My baby was gone. My love for Julian died with them. He was my destroyer. I had to escape./0/87731/coverorgin.jpg?v=de6510de039366bd0b27614ca9b383b4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Regret, Her Unstoppable Rise
My seven-year marriage to the heir Kobe Kidd began as a contract. I was the respectable placeholder wife he needed. In exchange, I got the stability I'd craved my whole life. I kept my side of the bargain perfectly, except for one mistake: I fell in love with him. Then, his first love, Felicie, came back into the picture. Suddenly, I wasn't a wife; I was an obstacle. After our car crashed, he scrambled to save an unconscious Felicie from the wreckage, leaving me trapped inside the smoking vehicle without a second glance. I survived the explosion, only to face something worse. When Felicie was stabbed by her own violent ex after using me as a human shield, she told Kobe I’d hired the man to kill her. He believed her instantly. He didn't check the cameras. He didn't ask me a single question. He just looked at me with pure, undiluted hatred and had me thrown into the mansion's cold, dark basement. I was locked away for days, screaming for a man who had already left me to burn. I finally understood. It didn’t matter what the truth was. I wasn't her, and that was the only crime that mattered. So I finalized our divorce, walked away without looking back, and started a new life. But months later, he found me. He showed up in my small café an ocean away, his eyes full of regret, begging for a second chance. He said he finally knew the truth. He said he loved me./0/55935/coverorgin.jpg?v=366187dc0a9c0086fe6cc430a7126759&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Unexpected Love Story
Emma Livingston never thought she would end up in an arranged union. The twenty-four-year-old fashion and event planner, who just finished her master's programme, is heartbroken to learn that her father has signed her up to wed 30-year-old billionaire barrister Liam Henderson in order to pay off his enormous debts. Liam consents to the convenience marriage because he feels pressured by his father to provide a family-friendly image. Emma and Liam start to see surprising aspects of each other as they work through their unplanned union. Beneath Liam's cold, entitled exterior is a compassionate guy battling familial demands. Emma is unable to ignore the rising sentiments that are emerging between them, despite her initial resentment of the arrangement. With the support of their best friends, Samantha and Ryan, Emma and Liam must decide whether to surrender to the love blossoming between them or fight against the odds stacked against their happily ever after./0/91300/coverorgin.jpg?v=e14eda7d87339ca9e3235dcdffdfa51d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Don't Stop Daddy
Don't Stop, Daddy An addictive dark erotic romance of secrets, power, and forbidden desire. Sierra Blake was always the good girl. The obedient daughter. The quiet one who never crossed the line. But when she returns home from college, everything changes because her stepfather, Damien Steele, sees her differently now. And the worst part? She wants him to. Damien is powerful, dominant, and dangerously off limits. Married to her mother. Her protector. Her sin. He shouldn't look at her like that, speak to her like that, touch her like that. But when he does, Sierra can't bring herself to stop him. What begins as a game of stolen glances quickly spirals into nights of whispered commands, velvet ropes, and aching surrender. Every kiss is a betrayal. Every moan, a deeper fall. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to hide. Because her mother sleeps down the hall. And secrets like these always find their way into the light. He's the man she should fear most. But all she can whisper is... don't stop./1/104278/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7fbaa19afda93e9de45ce6420fb7145&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed by Two Brothers
Our grandfather had always been a strange man, but what he did before his death shook my brother's and my world to its core. Stas had already come to terms with the fact that the entire inheritance would go to me as the older one. But the will changed everything-our lives, our bond, our closeness as brothers. The family business and property would go to the one of us who married the granddaughter of our grandfather's best friend-the small, awkward, unattractive girl who had been pushed on us our entire lives. The old men had long dreamed of becoming family, and when they failed to earn our sympathy, they chose a far more twisted solution. Back then, we couldn't even imagine that the ugly duckling would one day turn into a swan... or that our rivalry for the business would fade into the background./0/85460/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106210252&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Stolen Art, His Broken Promises
The gallery was my dream, my soul poured onto vibrant canvases. My fiancé, Mark, stood by my side, whispering promises of our future, of a life built on art and love. Then came the searing pain, a blinding agony that stole my breath and sent me crashing to the cold, hard floor. My hands came away wet and red, and the world blurred around the edges. I woke in a hospital bed, the pain a dull throb. Two voices drifted from the hallway, sharp and urgent: Mark and Chloe, my best friend. "Did you get the portfolio? The final design?" Mark' s cold voice cut through my haze. "Yes, of course," Chloe replied, pride lacing her tone. "My gallery opening will be the talk of the town. No one will even remember Ava's little project." My heart froze. Her gallery, my designs. Then Mark added, "Just make sure no one connects this back to you. It needs to look like a random mugging." This wasn' t a random mugging. This was planned by the man I was supposed to marry, the man who had held me just last night. A new, deeper pain ripped through me, and a nurse rushed in, her face a mask of concern. "We did everything we could, but... you've lost the baby." Our baby. The secret I was going to share with Mark tonight. The doctor' s words finally broke me. The future, my art, my child-all gone, destroyed by their greed. Mark, this isn't just a breakup. This is war. Later, they came to my room, performing their roles with false pity. Mark mused about the "random mugging" story, calculating its narrative. Then the doctor returned, his face grave. "We had to perform an emergency hysterectomy to save your life. You won't be able to carry a child, Ava." They hadn't just stolen my art or my baby. They had stolen my entire future. Mark returned, bringing flowers and feigned remorse. I overheard him raging at Chloe on the phone, blaming her for the "mess," for the "permanent damage" that might "blow back on him." His concern wasn't for me, but for his reputation, his precious plan. He returned, took my hand, and tried to spin a new lie. "We can't tell anyone the full extent of this, Ava. It's for your privacy. We control the story." He saw me as a problem to be managed. I just stared at him, letting him believe I was too broken to see the truth. Let him think he was still in control. It would make his downfall all the more satisfying. Then came the settlement offer: money for my silence, a non-disclosure agreement naming Chloe as a party to the "unfortunate accident." The audacity was breathtaking. I looked at him, at his soft, encouraging smile, and then I looked at the name on the papers-Chloe Devereaux. "Get out," I said, my voice low. His smile vanished, replaced by the cold businessman underneath. He snatched the papers and stormed out, leaving me alone. He expected weakness, tears, and compliance. He had underestimated me. And that was going to be his biggest mistake. Two days later, Mark returned, Chloe by his side, pale and nervous. She dropped to her knees, sobbing theatrically. "I am so, so sorry, Ava," she cried, reaching for my blanket. "I don't know what came over me." I pulled away. She began hitting herself, pathetically. "I'm a monster! I deserve to be punished!" Mark put a hand on her shoulder. "You see, Ava? She's distraught. All we are asking for is your forgiveness. And your signature." I closed my eyes. Then I saw it: around Chloe' s neck, my unique pearl necklace, the one Mark had bought for me. The evidence was blatant. They weren't just business partners; they were together. This was personal. They were flaunting it. "Just sign the papers, Ava," Mark's voice was sharp. "End this now." "No," I whispered. Chloe scrambled up and slammed her head against the wall, a sickening thud. Mark roared, "Look what you've done! Is this what you want? Your stubbornness is cruel, Ava!" He was blaming me. Something inside me snapped. "Fine," I choked out, tears flowing freely. "Fine. You win." My hand shook as I signed. But as my pen touched the paper, a new thought solidified: This wasn't a surrender. It was a strategic retreat. I was free to plan my revenge. The city lights glittered below Mark' s penthouse. Chloe, in a silk robe, raised her champagne glass. "To us. To my new gallery. And… I'm pregnant, Mark." He genuinely beamed. A frantic pounding shattered the moment. Leo, Mark's head of security, stood at the door, pale and soaked. "Mark… it's Ava. There was a fire at the safe house. She didn't make it out." Mark just stared, then collapsed. He unraveled completely, lunging at Chloe, slapping her. "This is your fault! You did this!" he roared. "Ava was my wife!" He didn't care that they were only engaged. Broken, Mark begged Leo to take him to the scene, clinging to a desperate hope it was a mistake. At the burned-out house, a fire captain handed Mark an evidence bag. Inside was a silver bracelet with a jade lotus charm. Her grandmother's bracelet. She never took it off. The final proof. A terrible animal wail tore from Mark's throat. "I did this! I killed her!" he sobbed to the universe, collapsing to his knees. "Ava!" he screamed into the night. "Come back and punish me! Please!" The only answer was the silence of the rain and embers. Days later, Mark was still at the scene, smoking, a hollow shell. Leo, frustrated, spat at him, "You destroyed the best thing that ever happened to you for a cheap, manipulative tramp!" Mark mumbled, "She wasn't who I thought she was. She had a past. Chloe showed me proof. Pictures. Text messages. She said Ava was just using me for my money." "You idiot!" Leo raged. "Those pictures were fake! Chloe set the whole thing up because she wanted you!" The truth, brutal and stark, finally pierced through Mark's grief. He had been played, manipulated. He had thrown away a diamond for broken glass. He crumpled, sobbing quietly. "What have I done?" Leo watched him, then returned to his car and called me. "It's done," he said. "He knows. He completely believes you're gone." I was alive, in a warm, charming flower shop, arranging bouquets. The fire, the body, the bracelet-all a meticulously staged deception. I knew Mark' s money and influence would bury any legal case. My only path to freedom was to die. Leo, the only one I trusted, had arranged everything. My death had to be absolute, brutal enough to shatter Mark's world, forcing his confession. I was no longer Ava the victim. I was Ava the survivor. And my new life had just begun. Six months later, Leo visited my shop. "Mark is… away. Indefinitely," he said, revealing Mark had checked into a psychiatric facility. Then Ethan, my employee, walked in, his smile easy and bright. He was kind, hardworking, with a subtle protectiveness in his eyes. Leo noticed it too. "He looks at you like you're the sun, Ava," Leo smirked. Later, at a noisy bar, Leo revealed Ethan was from old money. "Don't let the ghosts of the past cheat you out of a future," Leo advised. He then shared Mark's final act: discovering Chloe's fake paternity test, her affair, and dismantling her life, piece by piece. She got twenty years. I felt… nothing. My justice wasn't in their ruin. It was here, in this bar, with the possibility of a simple, quiet life. Weeks later, Ethan landed my shop a massive contract, transforming it into a serious enterprise. He was writing his love letter in purchase orders and logistics plans. I knew I had to tell him everything. At the hotel launch party, I saw him. Mark. Gaunt, a shadow. Our eyes met. He stared, then the glass slipped from his fingers. "Ava," he whispered, tears streaming. "You're alive." He stumbled towards me, desperate hope in his eyes. I took a step back. "Do I know you?" I asked, my voice cool. "My name is Claire." Leo appeared, his hand on Mark's shoulder. "You're seeing things, Mark," he said, steering him away. "Her name is Claire. You're confused." Ethan stood beside me. "He seemed to really think he knew you," he said. "He did. He was my fiancé, Mark." "I know," Ethan said. "Leo told me everything. About Mark, Chloe, the attack, and why you can't have children." He knew. All this time. And he had never treated me like I was broken. He took my hand. "None of it matters. Your past doesn't define you. And whether or not we can have kids... that has nothing to do with why I'm falling in love with you." Tears streamed. "There's something else you should know," he added, pulling up his sleeve. A thin scar. "It's a contraceptive implant. I never wanted kids. I just want to find one person to build a life with. Just you, Ava." My armor melted. He embraced all of me, light and dark. "Okay, Ethan," I said, my voice thick with happy tears. "Let's build a life."/0/91949/coverorgin.jpg?v=efa728c33f9394d3c04422c3cde1b7a6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rebirth Of The Goddess
She was the orphaned prodigy who ruled the operating room. He was the proud soldier who swore never to forgive her. Regina Coles, a gifted neurosurgeon, has no idea she is the hidden granddaughter of Morgan University Hospital's powerful Chairman or that her bloodline ties her to a thousand years old prophecy. She returns to Vanceney City as a resident doctor and is determined to prove herself. But the day she spills coffee on Captain Ryan's ceremonial uniform, she earns his hatred. And when she performs a daring surgery no one else would attempt, she becomes a target. Her cousin turns into her rival. The hospital CEO wants her gone. And Ryan will never let her off the hook for touching his father. He locks her up and swears she will pay, yet the strength in her calm defiance stirs something in him he cannot ignore, something that will one day save him. But Regina's greatest threat is not of this world. The nightmares that haunted her childhood are not dreams but memories. The demon with blue and yellow eyes is real. And when Ryan becomes brain dead, Regina is dragged by the enemies into the mystical forest where the truth awakens. She is not just a surgeon. She is the goddess rebirth. And the war for Vanceney has just begun./0/82540/coverorgin.jpg?v=474222325f0fe73c937ea437d870f02a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Fiancée and My Betrayal
Sarah Miles, a passionate journalist, was just days away from her dream: a prestigious UN Human Rights Correspondent Fellowship in war-torn Lendu and a wedding to her devoted fiancé, Ethan. Her life, meticulously built, felt like it was finally ascending. Then, a sudden, insidious message shattered everything. Anonymous photos and videos flooded her phone, revealing Ethan, naked, with Chloe Hayes – Sarah' s own half-sister. The man who had relentlessly pursued and championed her ambitions was a brutal liar, caught in a sickening affair. His desperate excuses and attempts to manipulate the situation only deepened the agonizing wound. Adding insult to unspeakable injury, Chloe' s chillingly cruel taunts made it clear this wasn't mere infidelity; it was a calculated act of destruction. How could the man she loved betray her with her own family? Why would Chloe, whom she was just beginning to connect with, orchestrate such pain? The sheer audacity and inexplicable malice left Sarah reeling, grappling with a profound sense of injustice and a world turned utterly upside down. With her meticulously planned future in ashes and her heart irrevocably broken, Sarah made a defiant choice. The fellowship in Lendu transformed from a career ambition into a desperate, immediate escape. She systematically dismantled her entire life, prepared to plunge into the chaos of a war zone, determined to find a future free from her shattered past, even if it meant confronting unthinkable dangers alone./0/34846/coverorgin.jpg?v=abdea437f3f9029368bebc1f2f396ce0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Deal With The Billionaire: A Contract Marriage
A DEAL WITH THE BILLIONAIRE (A Contract Marriage) Can second chance ever have a chance? Christopher Crawford is the perfect combination of good looks and wealth. He is the rightful heir to Crawford Corporation but to claim his possession, he had to do one thing — Get married. It was easy, he had a girlfriend. The love of his life, so he thought. But she turned his proposal down thus crushing his soul. He vowed not to love again, but still needs to get married in order to get the company. Desperate and eager, he heeded an advise from a friend. A simple and easy contract marriage. Raven McKenna is a smart, hardworking, ambitious and kind single mother of one. She loves two people more than herself — her mother and seven years old son. She loves them and can go any extent for them. So what could a poor twenty six years old single mother offer to a thirty years old corporate heir? Raven has to get married to a stranger because she needed money. She sold herself to a rich heir to save her son’s life. She signed six months of her life to help him claim his possession. Raven never knew a deal with a billionaire would change her life forever. Can he bring himself to love her after being burned so badly by his ex girlfriend? Can a marriage based on contract ever survive or last forever? And what happens when they have to battle rivals from their past? Will their love become what is worth fighting for? Find out in this story about love, heartbreak, betrayal, misunderstandings and drama./0/25437/coverorgin.jpg?v=acb52a172eae8eedba2c547f9099042c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Our Second Mother
Born to a complicated family where there's little trust and honesty, eighteen year old Aster had to suffer the responsibilities of upbringing her other four siblings as the eldest child of the house following her parents last will of never leaving her younger ones to the hands of the extended families or outsiders. The reason, no one knows. However, she has to respect those last wishes. Bringing up her four siblings at the young age made her dreams and goals seem distant and far from being accomplished. But she was determined. How was she able to cope with the responsibility and achieve her dreams as well as nuture her siblings to be responsible despite her inexperience of the subject?. When everything seems to be falling in her and her sibling's life, how were they able to overcome the trials?/0/60802/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251031142138&imageMogr2/format/webp)
