Romance Books for Women
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Intense Pleasure
She had to leave. Summer Calhoun, the woman the world knew as Summer Bartlett, was smart enough to know that this phase of her life was over. And though she wasn’t normally one to run, or to give up, even she couldn’t ignore the fact that she simply couldn’t do this anymore. Teeth clenched, battling tears and anger, Summer threw an armload of dresses into one of the suitcases lying open on the bed. Jamming the material into the leather bag, uncaring of the wrinkles and years of careful packing habits, she added more, pushing the frothy, girly material from the sides of the bag and stuffing them in before zipping the back with short, jerky movements. She promised herself she wasn’t going to cry. Tears didn’t help. They had never helped in the past and they damned sure wouldn’t help now. Nothing would help but getting away and running from the pain. Like serrated blades, the memories of the past few days sliced into her, tore at her. God, how naïve she had been. Four years with the CIA, two with various other agencies, and two more risking her ass in the private sector should have killed any naiveté she might have possessed long ago. Hell, she was certain it had done just that. And how very wrong she’d been. So wrong that for eight years she’d believed an enemy was a friend, and that insults were just a brasher attitude than those Summer was used to in the South. And because she’d let herself be fooled, she’d just spent three of the most hellish days of her life, two of them attending the funeral and burial of the very woman whose deceit and black heart had nearly destroyed far too many people Summer loved. Easing to the padded bench at the bottom of the bed and propping her face in her hands as she rested her elbows on her knees, she tried to tell herself it was the price of ignorance. Of not seeing the true nature of the woman she’d known most of her life. The woman Summer had killed. The funeral had been somber, saddening, and subtly beautiful. Cascades of flowers, over a hundred friends and family mourning. Tears and heartrending testimonials for a woman no one had known for a traitor and a murderer. Summer had remained tearless through the viewings she’d been forced to attend. She’d watched, listened, and taken her turn at the gleaming cherrywood casket where she stared into the pretty, silent features of the woman she’d been forced to kill. A woman who had hated her, whose jealousy and greed had destroyed so many over the years. Summer had remained just as silent during the burial, her head lowered, so much anger burning inside her that keeping it hidden was next to impossible. However, she had no other choice. Because she’d killed the woman they were laying to rest. Because it was her bullet, not an enemy’s, that had slammed into Gia Barrett’s black heart. And God forbid that the world should learn about the woman’s crimes, crimes that would shame her way too influential family. Questions would be asked if Summer and the man Gia had turned her weapon on hadn’t been there for the partner the world believed was so kind and warm of spirit. Money talked, and the Barrett family had plenty of it. Enough to ensure that the world would never know the true reason their daughter was dead. She could have refused to be there, Summer knew. She could have found a quiet place to nurse the wounds gouged inside her heart if it weren’t for the man Gia was trying to murder when she was killed, and the man he called his brother. Esteban Falcone, known as “Falcon,” was the wild, Spanish bad boy whose pale blue eyes could burn with laughter and fun or turn icy with danger or disapproval. The partner whom both Summer and Gia had fought alongside for two years. Playful, sometimes dramatic, always protective and loyal. So protective, he’d had Summer dragged from the chapel seconds before security arrived to find Gia’s body sprawled on the floor and Falcon holding the weapon that had killed her. His half brother, John Raeg, had arrived with security. The half brother was nothing like his sibling. Older by only a few weeks, harder, colder, he’d handled everything and ensured the truth was buried so deep it never saw the light of day. The truth that for eight years Gia had betrayed all of them. Friends and family alike. Even more, she’d betrayed the friend Summer had sworn to protect years ago. A vow that had been broken when she’d failed to keep Gia and those she was helping from nearly destroying Alyssa’s life./0/90114/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d4076ebb500b7836af7050aaae6985f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Breaking out of the Cocoon
After three years abroad, Emma Fowler returned to her homeland and found herself sent to Nathan Tate's bed as a courtesan. Their night of passion revealed that Nathan didn't recognize her at all. He became utterly captivated by this new version of her. Emma chose not to reveal her true identity and instead sent him a discreet message, asking if the marriage promise he once made still held. "I've always seen you as a sister," he replied coldly. His words stung her heart. "Those promises were just to ease your mind while you were getting treatment abroad. We're done. Don't contact me again." Emma quietly turned off her phone, severing a decade of longing. Yet on the day she planned to leave, Nathan's eyes reddened as he knelt before her, pleading softly. "Emma... please, don't leave me. You said you'd marry me..." She shook off his grasp without hesitation. "You said I were like a sister to you.."/0/31763/coverorgin.jpg?v=df93e20c7ccd9e7473da1212884b2160&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Billionaire's Hidden Marriage
Past mistakes and second chances. Daisy finds herself caught up in a complicated situation. Years ago, she manipulated Kingsley Blackwood. Now, she has his child, and she is also working for Kingsley's company. Going back to the city where she was born, Daisy also has to deal with her ex-fiancé, Dylan Noble, and her sister, Maisy, who betrayed her trust and hurt her in the worst way possible. Can Daisy face up to her past and make things right, or will her mistakes keep holding her back? Is love in the cards for her? *** As she got closer to him, she took the time to study him. She was amazed at how handsome he looked. He was so handsome, it was cute, how he had these pumped, plump lips, raised eyebrows, natural raised eyebrows, almond eyes, a sharp nose, and a defined face. He was just too handsome, which was a great contrast to the angry eyes he pointed towards her. "I asked you, what the fuck do you want?" he shouted at her. She swallowed saliva and gathered all her strength. "I am here to help you," she said. She opened the buttons on her blouse and let it fall behind her on the ground. His gaze was as fierce as a sword, making Daisy feel guilty enough that she dared not look directly at him./0/44278/coverorgin.jpg?v=9e8ea62f89b6cf362c8b40609d90dd48&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BENEATH THE FULL MOON
"Beneath the Full Moon" is an enchanting tale of love and mystery set in Elmswood, a secluded village surrounded by dense forests. When Ava encounters the enigmatic stranger, Gabriel, she discovers he is a werewolf cursed to transform under the full moon. Determined to help him, Ava embarks on a perilous quest to find a rare moonflower that can break the curse. Their bond deepens as they confront mythical creatures and ancient secrets. The story weaves themes of compassion, destiny, and the enduring power of love, leaving readers captivated by its richly imagined world and complex characters./1/105132/coverorgin.jpg?v=2891cd98ea5816198dfc6eeda65aaf36&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too late to regret
Three years of silence. Three years of being the invisible wife in a golden cage.Maya Thorne gave Julian Vane everything-her youth, her heart, and her secrets. She stood by him while he built his empire, waiting for the day he would finally hold her hand in public and call her his wife. But on the night of their third anniversary, the man she loved didn't bring flowers. He brought a divorce decree and a cold ultimatum.He was marrying Isabella-the socialite who supposedly "saved" him years ago. To Julian, Maya was just a business arrangement that had reached its expiration date.But Julian didn't just want her gone; he wanted her crushed. Within twenty-four hours, Maya is blacklisted, homeless, and hunted by the very man she once called her world.Until Cyrus Thorne walks out of the shadows.Dangerous, reclusive, and Julian's most feared rival, Cyrus offers Maya a deal that sounds like a devil's bargain: "I'll provide the throne; you provide the fire. By the time we're done, he won't just regret leaving you-he'll regret ever being born."Two years later, the "scholarship girl" is dead. In her place stands a ruthless queen of the tech world, draped in diamonds and standing at the side of a man far more powerful than Julian Vane. When Julian sees her again, he realizes the "savior" he married was a fraud and the woman he discarded was the only one who ever truly loved him.He's ready to get on his knees. He's ready to beg for a second chance. But as Cyrus pulls Maya into his arms and claims her in front of the world, she only has five words for her ex-husband:"It's too late for your regret."/1/112641/coverorgin.jpg?v=754b6b6b24b2bd8d3d83e0538ed70c62&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Seasonal Debt
In a world of eternal frost, heat is the only currency that matters. Elara is a daughter of the Summer Court, a realm of sun and life that has long been at odds with the frozen industrial wasteland of the Winter Spire. When her people fall into a catastrophic debt they cannot pay, Elara is signed over as the ultimate collateral. She is the tithe. She is the battery. Silas, the cold and calculated King of the Spire, does not want a queen. He wants a power source. To save his dying city, he intends to extract every drop of Elara's solar fire to fuel the Great Forge. He is a man of ice and iron, a vampire who has forgotten the feeling of warmth until he tastes hers. But the extraction comes with a price neither anticipated. As Silas drinks from Elara's light, a dark and symbiotic bond begins to form, linking their heartbeats and their very souls. In a city governed by the Ancient Laws, their connection is a heresy that threatens to burn the Spire to the ground. As the political vultures of the Council circle and the rebels in the slums rise, Elara must decide if she will remain a prisoner or become the spark that ignites a revolution. Silas must choose between the survival of his kingdom and the woman who has become his only source of life. The debt is growing. The ice is melting. And in the heart of the Obsidian Spire, the sun is finally starting to rise./0/94025/coverorgin.jpg?v=30424adbfc6dea414a78c0813491bdcf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn From Their Cold Betrayal
The marriage contract that would merge our two corporate empires was laid out before me. I was supposed to sign my life away to Jace Robertson, the man I had loved since we were kids. But my love had been burned away the night the chandelier fell. When it came crashing down, my fiancé didn't pull me to safety. He shoved me aside to shield my cousin, Cassidy, with his own body. He chose her. Instinctively. My own mother rushed to her side, later telling me I needed to be more understanding. "Cassidy has always been delicate, Ellie. Jace did the right thing." It was then I remembered everything. In my last life, I died alone in a cold hospital room from a cancer they found too late. Jace was on a romantic trip to the Amalfi Coast with Cassidy. My mother was at a charity luncheon. My last thought was a regret so deep it could tear a hole in the universe. I had wasted my one precious life on people who saw me as nothing more than a stepping stone. But now, I was back. The pen was in my hand, the contract on the table. Jace wanted Cassidy. My mother adored her. Fine. Let them have each other. With a steady hand, I drew a single, clean line through my name on the signature line and wrote in a new one: CASSIDY COLEMAN. This time, I would live for myself./0/59296/coverorgin.jpg?v=8a85afc728e3afa714070de0f76a0f0c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fallen Apart
"Do you Aria Carter Stephenson take Dave Micheal Mendez to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and cherish in times of good health and bad health, rich and poor till death do you part?" My fingers tightened on my gown as I turned to the side, searching through the crowd. I locked eyes with my brother who had a blank expression. "Aria?" The priest called my attention. Taking a deep breath, I turned back to look at Dave. "No, I don't." Aria Stephenson is a small-town girl who got an opportunity to work as a fashion designer in a big clothing company with the hope of making a name for herself in the fashion industry. Dave Mendez is a playboy who was given the chance to take over his father's company which happens to be the same company Aria got employed in. Instead of trying to impress his father, Dave got distracted by a certain hazel-eyed girl. They ended up falling in love like every other love story but what happens when a buried secret comes out and breaks them apart?/0/80415/coverorgin.jpg?v=1913dedfb94b7e59595137f86ec3f7dd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Harley's Cost: A Life Forfeited
My dad's kitchen felt brighter today. Mike was coming over for dinner, and soon, he’d be my husband. We were building a future, a family, or so I thought. Then, Mike dropped the bomb: his startup needed $50,000, fast, or everything was gone. Desperate, my dad sold his cherished Harley, the one he polished every Saturday, to save Mike’s dream. Just months later, my father lay dying, needing an urgent, impossibly expensive lung transplant. Mike, suddenly cold, called it a "setup," accusing us of trying to "squeeze" him. He then convinced me, with chilling logic, that our baby was a "burden," something we "couldn't afford." I went to the clinic alone. My father died soon after. Clutching his ashes in a biscuit tin, I saw Mike at a dealership, laughing with another woman, Tiffany. I overheard her mocking me as a "womb weapon." And Mike? He casually called our two years together "research." My love, my sacrifices, my dad’s life, our baby – all just an "experience" to him. The world tilted. I confronted him, his lies and my devastation exploding in our apartment. My father’s ashes, his final sacrifice, scattered across the floor, revealing the full horror of Mike's true nature. There was no going back now./0/22064/coverorgin.jpg?v=f14ecf6a55751e743330733635d709ac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
You're My Guilty Pleasure
She was sent to his room like a gift. This was a business deal, and she was the sacrifice. When she woke up, she was surprised to see that the man lying next to her was no other than her secret crush. However, she was just like a toy in his eyes. As long as she got paid, any man could get her. Overwhelmed by humiliation, she ran away from him. He failed to live life without her and tried every means to get her back. "I'll pay you 300 thousand every month and you are exclusive to me from now on. As for the termination of this contract, let's see when I will get tired of you."/0/24567/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1512b23e83003b87def7d8f6d7cabcd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
More Than Secretary
When Katrina started working as Lucas's secretary she never envisioned falling for the handsome and arrogant CEO but as she worked alongside him, she discovered that there is more to him than he lets the outside world see and her heart couldn't help but fall for him. But Lucas only saw her as his secretary. .... Or so she thought./0/85421/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7ffe2c862ee28a53b4a4d0aeb2b4722&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Art, Her Agony
The relentless buzz of my phone announced another rejection, a common melody in the life of a struggling indie filmmaker. Then, my best friend' s panicked face flashed on screen: "Chloe, have you seen the news? It\'s Ethan. His new exhibition. It\'s everywhere." A cold dread washed over me-Ethan, my estranged artist-husband, whose art had always blurred the lines of our life. But what I saw on that major art blog wasn\'t art; it was a violation: intimate photos of me, twisted into a public spectacle, portraying me as his "tragic muse." The comments section exploded: #JusticeForChloe, #CancelEthanMiller, yet it felt like a new form of torment, a public stripping of my privacy. I stormed to his loft, demanding answers, only for him to shrug, "It\'s art, Chloe. It\'s supposed to tell the truth." He stood there, casually threatening to expose painful, private moments to my traditional grandmother if I didn\'t publicly apologize and collaborate in his twisted narrative. Before I could process his cruelty, the phone rang again-the nursing home. My grandmother had fallen. She died in the hospital, her last words a plea for me to be strong, to not let anyone make me feel small, as my humiliated face was plastered across the news. When I returned to the loft, Ethan was there with his new muse, Ava, who, feigning sympathy, accidentally revealed she knew about my grandmother' s death. Then, a charity gala, a public relations stunt, where Ethan unveiled a new sculpture-encasing my grandmother\'s stolen locket, pulled directly from her grave. Ava tearfully accused me, playing the perfect victim, implying I had desecrated her grave for art. Ethan, without hesitation, believed her, his eyes filled with a cold, performative fury, declaring me a monster and having me dragged away. Trapped, discarded, then brutally beaten by Ethan under Ava' s gleeful gaze, I realized the full depth of their monstrous betrayal. My world was shattered, my body broken, but in the ruins of my spirit, a cold, unwavering resolve began to form: Chloe Davis had to die, so Aria Sinclair could rise and burn his world to the ground./0/48189/coverorgin.jpg?v=6033fdf3e11c8c3a4bd902a6cf1acdb4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Mate Is The Playboy Professor
"This is wrong, professor." She suddenly broke the intense kiss and took a step back from him, her lips swollen due to the intensity of the kiss. "And why is it wrong, beautiful Bella?" He took a step closer to her, covering the distance between them. "This, what we're engaging in, is totally wrong because of our student-teacher relationship," she replied, her voice tinged with anxiety. "And you seem to be forgetting the fact that I'm also your mate!" He said as he unexpectedly lifted her and placed her gently upon his desk. "So, my dear Bella, what were you saying?" he teased, his right hand subtly finding its way beneath her ebony gown. "Professor, what we are doing is totally wrong." She replied. "Are you sure we shouldn't be doing this?" He smirked as he shifted her wet panties and delicately introduced two fingers into her moist core. Rather than offering words, she emitted a soft, involuntary moan as he began to rhythmically move his fingers in and out of her in a deliberate, tantalizing manner. "Tell me you don't want this and I'll stop." he whispered seductively, his fingers intensifying their movements, causing her to throw her head back in pure ecstasy. "I.... I fucking want it!" she finally admitted. * * Bella, a university student and aspiring writer, had longed to find her soulmate since she turned eighteen. After years of waiting and believing she might never have one, her fate changed when the charming and attractive professor, Blake, arrived at her university. To her delight, she discovered that he was not only her professor but also her destined mate. This marked a turning point in her life, and soon, she found herself deeply in love with her Playboy mate who had a different objective in mind./0/90427/coverorgin.jpg?v=f2506a011d40878b288ef6bf050638f9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Lies to Love: My Rival Husband
She needed a husband. He needed a wife. Neither expected to find each other at the end of the aisle. Mia Cross is a rising CEO with everything under control except her traditional family, who demands she marry before the year is out. Out of desperation, she invents the perfect boyfriend. But when her family insists on meeting him, her lie threatens to explode. Liam Wolfe, her infuriating rival from a competing firm. He's ruthless, arrogant, and entirely too handsome for his own good. But he needs a "wife" to secure the business deal of his life. Their solution? A marriage of convenience. The rules are simple: no love, no real intimacy, and an expiration date set in stone. But when family drama, boardroom battles, and scandalous rumors put their fragile arrangement under fire, Mia and Liam discover that pretending to be in love might be the most dangerous game of all. Because somewhere between fake kisses and staged smiles, the lines are blurring. And the hardest rule of all to keep might be the one that forbids falling in love. Will their marriage remain a lie... or become the truest thing they've ever known?/0/71811/coverorgin.jpg?v=164559b40ef02c0c138d1815493b4fe1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Cheated By the Ex, Married To My Boss
Vanessa and James have been married for almost two years. So far their marriage has been fine, although they have not been blessed with children. But one day, Vanessa found out the bitter truth, that her husband was having an affair with Vera, Vanessa's own sister. Vanessa became even more depressed when she discovered that the family that had raised her all this time was not her biological family. Vanessa decided to get a divorce and leave that 'hell'. But Vanessa's fate made Vanessa have a contractual marriage with her own boss. How could this happen?/0/55698/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7a55ca58996145c7d0c90fef6106a58&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire Romance: Entangled
ENTANGLED BLURB* Come with us as we explore a world of secrets, hidden feelings, contracts and paychecks. Knee deep in school debts and life issues, Rose goes on a wild night to forget her sorrows...only those sorrows come back to haunt her. Meeting Bishop King turns out to be the best *and* worst mistake of her life as she is thrust into a world of power hungry and sick monsters all covered behind a veil of gold. As they are being thrown together by a series of events, their bond deepens. But can their love survive the battle of twisted minds?/0/79320/coverorgin.jpg?v=67467b05b0edcaa942e7731c374e5c7c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tangled. love
She confessed her love... and was shattered in return. When Alessa poured her heart out to Michael, she never expected the cruel humiliation that followed or the tragedy that would strike just moments later. One devastating car crash. One beloved father lost. And one life changed forever. Left with nothing but debt and sorrow, Alessa claws her way back from the edge. But fate has other plans. Years later, she's forced into a contract marriage when her mother's kidney starts to fail... with the very man who broke her heart, the very man she hated with every fiber of her being. Cold, distant, and still haunted by another woman, Michael still wants nothing to do with her. But when secrets unravel and it's revealed that Michael's lost love, Natasha, and Alessa are twin sisters separated at birth... a tangled web of jealousy, betrayal, and revenge begins to unfold. As Michael and Alessa fall deeply in love, Alessa fights for her place, Natasha's heart formed with a vengeance. Poison. Blackmail. Kidnapping. Nothing is off-limits in this deadly sister rivalry. Will Alessa and Michael's love stay strong? Will the truth tear them apart forever? Or will a final act of violence be what brings justice at last?/0/86829/coverorgin.jpg?v=bec23f4bdb3c8b47525fce8a409a4c3a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Heart, Billionaire's Embrace
The antiseptic smell of the hospital room wasn't the only thing suffocating Olivia Reed. After a horrific car accident, she found herself trapped, not by her injuries, but by a chilling betrayal. Her fiancé, Ethan Miller, the man she' d loved for years, was having a secret affair with Tiffany Sterling, Olivia' s adoptive sister from the family who had taken her in, only to treat her as an inconvenience. The Sterlings, her birth family, who' d cast her out and now barely tolerated her, doted on Tiffany, their "real" daughter. As Olivia lay injured, Tiffany taunted her with messages and photos, culminating in the cruel reveal that Ethan and Tiffany were having a baby and getting married. The "love" Ethan had shown felt like a well-rehearsed performance, his every word a lie. From a named star he' d promised Olivia, now designated for Tiffany, to the custom-designed wedding bands Olivia herself had created, now gracing Tiffany' s finger. The crushing weight of betrayal, the realization that her entire life was built on a foundation of lies, was almost unbearable. Why had she been so blind? How could they all be so cruel? But just as despair threatened to consume her, a lifeline appeared. Liam Hayes, a tech mogul, offered a marriage of convenience, an escape, a clean break. Olivia wiped away her tears, detached herself from the suffocating past, and rose. She was done being a victim./0/94338/coverorgin.jpg?v=425ada803abe3bf2464c3986f52f0a7b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
