Romance Books for Women
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The Unwanted Wife's Grand Design
I chose love over family. Isabella Rossi, heiress to New Orleans culinary royalty, ran away with Julian Vance, a charming pastor who promised forever. But seven months pregnant, bleeding and in premature labor, Julian dragged me not to a hospital, but to my father's restaurant door. He screamed curses, his gentle voice turning venomous, accusing my father of ruining his sister. He abandoned me there, hemorrhaging. My father saved my life and my twins, but Julian' s further schemes – food poisoning, a rigged fire – left him broken, with crippled hands and a shattered mind. For ten years, I, Bella, the phantom in sequins, danced in a Vegas club to feed my children and pay for my father' s medicine. Then Julian, now a celebrity chef, walked into my club. He called me "trash," "dirty." Later, in an alley, he slapped me, seething, "You chose this filth." He chose this for me. Every single part of it. After our lives burned down, Julian "discovered" our children. He tried to buy my freedom, proposing marriage. With a cold smile, I accepted. He thinks he' s saving me. But the engagement is my stage, and Julian Vance is about to star in his own nightmare./0/41358/coverorgin.jpg?v=b274bc81fcd49f4a4cf9ad16595a527b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia Boss's Nurse
Michel Miller - the eldest brother of the notorious mafia family. He was shot by a secret organization and was seriously injured. Carlos kidnapped a nurse Fanny to treat Michel's wounds because they could not appear in public. Despite panicking, Fanny couldn't help but save her when she saw someone dying. This is against her professional conscience. Fanny is forced to take care of the injured Michel mafia to recover. In the dangerous environment, she was in, she couldn't help but start to feel warm to the cold and indifferent man. How will their love story unfold when Fanny knows everything about Michel's underground organization, how will he deal with other gangs?/0/86781/coverorgin.jpg?v=bd38df9d69093133b8c1b0d49701dbc3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No More Secrets: Her True Happiness
My husband, Liam Hayes, a prominent real estate developer, was a ghost in our lives. For six years, he kept me and our daughter, Lily, a secret. The day Lily was born, I was alone in the hospital. He was with his high school sweetheart, Olivia Chen. He always chose Olivia. He looked at our newborn with chilling indifference, telling me, "Don' t let her get in my way." Lily, sweet and innocent, called him "Mr. Hayes" to gain his acknowledgment, watched him dote on Olivia's daughter, and had her heart broken a thousand times. The final straw was at a company event where he brought Olivia as his date, laughing, while I stood in the shadows. I decided thenLily and I had to leave. But Lily, with painful hope, whispered about her upcoming birthday, "Maybe... maybe he'll come this time." Knowing he never had, I crumbled, promising to wait two more weeks. The next morning, armed with divorce papers and a resignation letter, I walked into Hayes Industries. I saw Liam and Olivia, intimately close. Olivia mocked me, and Liam loudly claimed he barely remembered me. Suddenly, Lily burst out, a fresh bruise on her cheek, running to Liam. "Mr. Hayes! They said... they said I don't have a daddy." He looked at her with disgust, prying her off him. "Whose child is this? Get her out of here." The words echoed, shattering fragments of my heart: "Nanny's child." Lily's face crumpled in utter devastation. I scooped her into my arms, my own tears falling, as the world stared. He always chose Olivia, and now, he chose to deny Lily entirely. How could a father be so cruel? How could he blatantly disregard his own child in public? The pain was unbearable, the humiliation searing. I needed to escape this nightmare. "We're leaving," I whispered to Lily. "We' re going somewhere warm, where we' ll finally be a real family."/1/125715/coverorgin.jpg?v=303c4630effb4a49704305b05821a93d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Daddy's dirty secret
TITLE: DADDY'S DIRTY SECRET BLURB: This collection drags you into the darkest corners of craving where every touch is betrayal, every orgasm is soaked in guilt, and the more wrong it feels, the wetter they get. Expect savage dominance, brutal dirty talk, relentless breeding, sloppy creampies, power exchanges, and deliciously corrupt "good girls" and "curious boys" who discover they were born to be ruined by the one person they can never have. No vanilla. No slow burns. Just raw, addictive descent into depravity. Each story is a complete, multi-chapter filthy ride packed with slow building tension that explodes into merciless fucking, whispered commands in public, hidden hands under tables, and secret rules that turn ordinary days into constant dripping need. These are stories of total surrender: shy virgins stretched and trained, bratty rebels broken into obedient cum dumps, and forbidden lovers who risk everything for the rush of being claimed hard and filled deep. Open these pages only if you're ready to get addicted to the kind of filth you'll never admit you love./0/91648/coverorgin.jpg?v=be9625b1fc0fea3f63d061afb262bbb8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Their Wedding Was merely a Dream
At eighteen, Dawn Norris believed she would marry the young man she loved. But at twenty-five, she heard him say dismissively, "Dawn? She is just a fishmonger. I can't even be bothered to touch her at night. She smells fishy." Dawn naively thought he was just tired of their relationship. But she completely gave up hope on him after he drew blood from Maya White, the woman who adopted Dawn and raised her, for his new girlfriend, Erin Lambert, and after he even scattered Maya's ashes. Perhaps Blaine had changed in the summer many years ago. At twenty-eight, Dawn found herself in the bed of Blaine's sworn enemy. She never imagined that she would spend the rest of her life with him./0/18647/coverorgin.jpg?v=75677d0cc2bc883806edd0550bbd7d7c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Notes: Find My Mr. Right
Although Clare was the daughter of the most influential family in the city, her true identity had been hidden from the public by her parents for her to have a healthy upbringing. Even so, her innate genes shortly prompted her to become a popular figure in the prestigious college she attended. Her excellence and good luck brought her many new friends as well as a lot of unexpected romantic interests, plus all the trouble that came along with them. Now among all the charming and handsome boys she met, who will turn out to be the destined lover for the playful girl?/0/25136/coverorgin.jpg?v=18c0bbda7703ed11601d21a6a8926529&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lost in Seoul
Cheska needs closure from her first love, Darryl, when she decided to go to Jeju Island. She wants to visit his tomb. In her trip, she met Carter, a Filipino who is working in Seoul as an English teacher and he looks a lot like Darryl. She feels like Darryl came back to life in Carter. Chesca wants another shot at love, this time with Carter. Will things work out between Cheska & Carter? Is Cheska sure she is really over with her past and feelings for her lost love?/0/85808/coverorgin.jpg?v=c9cefddf5bd1c55d8881bc6b3a7b2ce8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Betrayal, My Revenge, Our Ruin
The air in the conference room was thick with failure, but I' d checked the system a dozen times-someone had tampered with it. Then, Sarah, my wife and CEO, her eyes like polished stones, fired me in front of the entire board. She handed my team, my department, my life' s work, over to Mark, her sniveling assistant who I just realized had sabotaged me. "You' re fired," she stated, her voice devoid of emotion, as if our years, our dreams, meant nothing. The humiliation was a physical weight, heavier than the knowledge that this woman, my partner, had just betrayed everything we built. As she put a comforting hand on Mark' s shoulder, a cold calm settled over me. She wanted my life' s work? The patented algorithm that powered her entire company? "Fine," I said, before initiating a full data wipe of every personal file on the company servers. I left, not with the car she' d called for me, but with one my brother had arranged. Now, my lawyer says her company is running on stolen tech. My brother, David, is the lead investor she didn' t even know about, and he' s not happy. Sarah' s company, built on my genius, is a house of cards. And I' m about to watch it fall./0/86457/coverorgin.jpg?v=a344a3c64096da9ed80e4e5b888e966b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Apologies, Mr Playboy. I'm Pregnant.
"If you thought you had just escaped hell, then you're wrong. Because you are in hell, Camille. And neither you nor that bastard child will come out alive," he spat, his voice shaking with rage. His words sent a shiver down her spine. "WELCOME TO HELL, CAMILLE!" he shrieked maniacally, as the guards dragged him away. "WELCOME TO HELL!" ⸻ In a country where the price of murder is murder, Camille Owens is accused of killing her birth father, David Owens. Locked up with no hope of escaping her execution, Camille Owens has only one solution to save her head: pregnancy. She had to be pregnant-and her only choice of a baby's father was none other than the General's son, Pierce Landon, the son of the only man in Ventria powerful enough to spare her life. But Pierce Landon had vowed never to bear an heir for his father-and when he learns the truth, he will do anything to erase the mistake... even if it means murdering her./0/38763/coverorgin.jpg?v=0709970bfecd1f5fe412002907769292&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Trapped By The Billionaire's Vicious Vows
I married the billionaire CEO, Julian Harrison, thinking it was the start of a beautiful life. But on our wedding night, he threw an ironclad contract on the table, forcing me to stay in this fake marriage for three years. He believed I manipulated his sick grandmother to claw my way into high society, and threatened to ruin my parents if I refused. When his true love, Gena, returned, she deliberately threw herself down a flight of stairs and framed me. Julian held her bleeding body and looked at me with pure hatred. "You better pray she's okay." He didn't give me a chance to explain. He shut down my design studio, destroyed my career, and unleashed a massive internet hate campaign against me. My phone was flooded with death threats, my parents' address was exposed, and I became a public monster. Fleeing the cyberbullying in a taxi, the driver recognized me and drove recklessly, crashing us right into the path of a speeding semi-truck. As glass rained down and my blood pooled, the last thing I remembered was the tender look Julian gave Gena. I died a hated, pathetic placeholder, taking the blame for a crime I didn't commit. Opening my eyes again, the cold silk of the Vera Wang dress felt heavy against my skin. The heavy oak door clicked open. I was back on my wedding night./0/84835/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ac32b634bfc2f1034c9d0117abe593c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Erasing Him, Saving Me
My fiancé, Liam, the tech visionary, claimed amnesia after a car crash, conveniently forgetting only me. Then came the news: he was engaged to his childhood friend, Chloe, who supposedly needed brain surgery and a dream wedding before going under the knife. My brother, Ethan, found the texts: Liam and Chloe meticulously planning my heartbreak, the amnesia a cruel farce, the surgery a cynical ploy for sympathy. It was a calculated betrayal, a physical blow that shattered the future I' d so carefully designed, leaving me with a debt-ridden family and a forced marriage to a reclusive billionaire. But I refused to be his victim; I found an old book on self-hypnosis, a hidden skill from college, and made a choice to erase him completely./0/50768/coverorgin.jpg?v=6e48cd117cb0eb52561d487b5c246c50&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The His Wife
We are currently at a party with the man I married. The Ross couple took me from an orphanage and married me to their daughter because they said they needed a grandchild. "Aryn, join me in the bathroom," said Jai, who is the girlfriend of my husband's friend, so I nodded and turned to Adam. "I will accompany Jai to the bathroom" I said and he looked at me and nodded. I smiled at him before walking away with Jai. I also went to the bathroom because I also peed. Jai finished first so I sped up. We were about to return to our table when we saw that there was a commotion. "Why Adam? What I'm saying is true," said a voice, so Jai and I walked closer to the gathering of people. "You feel that all women will kill you, so you plan to take my girlfriend as well," he said until I saw what was happening. Adam was standing while there was a small man standing in front of him and a woman behind him. I frowned because I didn't know what was going on. "Babe, that's right," said the woman behind the small man. "I told you, Clifford. I didn't touch him. She touched me and I avoid her," said Adam in his still calm voice but it was cold and serious. “Don't lie, Ross! That's how you are!” it screamed and k!nulled my wife. His bodyguards suddenly became alert but Adam raised the alarm so they did nothing. "I'm married, Clifford," Adam said so I was suddenly stunned. "As if you're loyal!" Clifford shouted and let him go. Adam chuckled and everyone backed away. "You can say that," Adam said and wet his lips. Adam was very calm while Clifford was obviously furious. Suddenly, Clifford took a glass of wine and before he could pour the wine on Adam, I intervened so I was the one who got wet. "What the hell!" said Clifford and looked at me. "We can talk about this matter privately, I'm sorry if my husband did something that p!ss you off. Just like what I said earlier, we can talk about this matter privately," I said in a calm voice and held Adam's hand and covered him. Just in case Clifford does something that will harm Adam. "Is this your wife?" asked Clifford. "Yes, Mr. Clifford," I said and Clifford suddenly grinned. "We can talk about it Adam. Do you want us to change?” Clifford said suddenly and I was surprised that Adam was in front of me while holding my hand. "What did you just say?" Adam said, clearly angry. "Palit" Clifford didn't finish what he was going to say when Adam pointed a bar!l at him in the head. Everyone was alerted so I pulled the hem of Adam's clothes. "Hey," I said but his aura was different. "You can disrespect me, !nsult me and do whatever you want, but what you did to my wife made me lose my temper," Adam said and I saw Clifford swallow. "Adam, we can settle this matter privately," I said calmly and he looked at me. He took off his coat and put it on me because my clothes were wet. He looked at Clifford again so I interrupted again but now I was looking at Adam. "Don't," I said and he looked at me while I held his hand with the bar!l. "So this is your wife?" said Clifford and laughed. “Shut up or I'll—” "Adam," I said in a low voice and stroked his hand. He lowered the bar and turned me around again and pulled Clifford closer to him. "You're lucky because she's here, but otherwise. I don't know where to pick you up," said Adam, which I didn't hear. "Let's go, before I do something," said Adam and we walked away. His indeed the most scary person who can k!ll you once he loses his temper, and I'm his wife./0/18972/coverorgin.jpg?v=a681c9061e0a418c604051a33cf41b16&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sassy Doctor: Love Takes Time
He was a top student at the medical university. His features were attractive but his cold aura had sent girls fleeing. However, she was an exception. No matter how many times he refused her, she had never given up. Until they spent a wild night because of alcohol, she had his child. Happiness filled their marriage, but death suddenly took her away from him. A mysterious voice in dark asked him, “What do you want in your next life?” He answered without hesitation, “Nothing but her.”/0/31950/coverorgin.jpg?v=acda8f260b19c7308999bc538826ab13&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My bodyguard husband
What happens when two laterally opposite worlds of business collide. One from the day and the other operates at night. Jema Malteng was the first child of a famous business tycoon. She was the next in line successor of his vast business empire. She had always believed for years that she would assume position of chief executive officer once her father stepped down,seeing that he had no male child. Her father however, gave her a condition which she must fulfill if she wanted to reach that mantle, she must get married in six months after reading his will or risk the company being handed over to her step sister . She was distraught on hearing the news because she had no man in her life and neither did she ever plan to. She looked for a quick means of fulfilling his wish and resorted to a contract marriage with a man who crashed into her car the day she was returning from the will reading. It seemed like the most viable solution, seeing that it was in trend but little did she know that her newly contracted husband had secrets of his own. He lunged her into a world of danger and paranoia, adding to the one she already led. They uncovered many underlying plots against them as they continued with the marriage and along the line,began to develop feelings for each other as well. "Miss,are you sure you are willing to put up with my fast paced life,it can get a little risky as we ride on", he said and leaned in into the seat,hands crossed believing that she would change her mind. She looked at him with absolutely no doubt in her mind. " I don't care,you are a bodyguard aren't you,I'll be fine as long as you're with me",she stated in an as a matter of fact tone,handing him the pen. He shook his head and grinned at her confidence. He collected the pen and signed,but as he did so,he looked at her. "Welcome to hell Miss Malteng", he said rolling the pen to her across the table. Watch as the plot unfolds. Disclaimer: This book cover isn't originally mine./0/22541/coverorgin.jpg?v=810dddcf1fe943e924cb904131c1e4c5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blinded By Love: Want You Only And Forever
He came to her rescue when she was in trouble. In that strange city, she spent a wild night with him, a man she just met. After she came back and continued her daily life, she ran into him and found out how powerful he was. They came from two different worlds, but she couldn't help falling for him. However, all their sweet moments were nothing more than a part of his conspiracy. Overwhelmed by desperation, she broke down and left away. But he came to her again./0/44928/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230925164836&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Make My Ex husband Jealous
Ezra, I saw the Annulment paper on the Table, I have already signed.” it was like cold water was poured on me because of what he said. I got up from sitting, I ran to my room where the paper was and suddenly my tears started to flow when I saw his signature there. "I know you've been wanting to divorce me for a long time, I don't want you to wait so I've already signed, If you have nothing to say I'm leaving." he ordered, my hand shaking as I grabbed the pen. "Kerem, I won't sign it." I faced him and he stopped opening the door when he saw my tears. "Ezra, I love someone else and our relationship is hopeless, we both want it so sign that." I suddenly lost my balance, he quickly approached me but I pushed him away. "Kerem, m-do you love someone else? I know you, we've been married for a year and I'm the only woman you've always been with." He looked away, I suddenly felt pain in my heart because of his looking away. "Do you love someone else? Okay, I'll sign." I picked up the ballpen, I signed the paper even against my will. "Hope you enjoy the new chapter of your life, Goodbye Kerem." I walked out of the room. I feel very heavy and my eyes are blurry because of the water dripping down my cheeks. "Thank you for being my husband for 4 years, 4 months, 3 weeks, 11 hours, 9 minutes and 18 seconds, Goodbye, Mr. Kerem Callis.”/0/26110/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3313cf3dab42d22c6d9db859921f5ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In the streets of Manhattan
Juan-Pablo is a single father who was abandoned by his wife when their children Julio and Adrianna were three years and three months old respectively. She left her family overnight because she could no longer stand living in poverty and also because she met a very rich man with whom she wanted to rebuild her life. Several years passed and the two children grew up with their father without their mother. Later, they got a scholarship to the best university in Manhattan and it was with a saddened heart that they left their sick father on a wheelchair, but they were still happy to know that a certain mother Theresa would take care of them. They arrived in Manhattan and found a very beautiful and different place from where they had lived. They also liked their university, but what they didn't know was that.../0/86782/coverorgin.jpg?v=d79443fed998cdca686847c368d45627&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Promise Kept, A Heart Healed
Tomorrow was supposed to be my wedding day. But a cold feeling spread through my chest as I stood outside the bathroom door of my fiancé, Liam Harrison, the man I' d known since foster care. Inside, I heard his desperate moan: "Ashley..." Ashley Peterson. My high school tormentor. The one who called him a "freak" and poured scalding coffee on him. My heart shattered as he moaned her name again, pure pleasure. His phone buzzed, the name Ashley Peterson lit up the screen. He answered, his voice instantly soft, almost pleading. "You better be. Don' t think for a second that just because you' re marrying that pathetic little charity case, you can forget about me," she spat. He lied about checking work email, grabbed his keys, and left. I followed. He drove not to his office, but to an expensive bakery. I watched as he bought her a ridiculous cake. He' d hired her as his personal assistant, saying it was revenge. But I' d found his old journals. They weren't about revenge. They were filled with her name, detailing a twisted obsession. At the bakery, Ashley took the cake. "It' s my birthday tomorrow, Liam. I have a wish. Ditch the wedding. Don' t marry her." He stiffened, but she purred, "You don't love her. You love me." I watched as he slowly, almost imperceptibly, nodded. My heart turned to ice. I cancelled the wedding, packed my bags, and started the process to move to Europe. But Ashley wasn't done. She showed up at my home, treating our staff like servants. "This is my house now." The confrontation escalated, and she deliberately threw scalding soup on me. "Now you have a scar to match your pathetic life." Liam walked in, and she shrieked, "She attacked me!" He didn' t even look at my burns. He cradled her. "Chloe, what the hell is wrong with you?" Even with witnesses, he chose to believe her. He carried her out to the hospital, leaving me behind-alone, shattered, and betrayed. He tried to buy my forgiveness with designer gifts, but I saw him for what he was: a weak man controlled by toxic obsession. Then, at a charity gala, Ashley, desperate, bid a ridiculous amount on a bracelet. Liam publicly rejected her, and she flew into a rage, smashing the bracelet and fleeing. He followed her into the garden. I watched as he gently comforted her for losing a childhood memento. She gave him a deep, demanding kiss, and he returned it passionately. The world tilted. It wasn' t just sick obsession. It was love. I finally understood my place. He loved me like a sister he was indebted to, like a pet he felt responsible for. But he desired Ashley. Her cruelty was affection, my devotion a burden. I was the safe harbor, she the storm. I didn' t want his pity, his candy, his hollow promises. I wanted to be free. The morning of the wedding, I abandoned my dress, shattered my phone, and threw away my ring. I was finally, truly, gone./0/20270/coverorgin.jpg?v=d013c4856f67d1f9be8f7df4cc8acaaf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
