Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Saved By Hidden Alpha King
ADRIANNA GREY: Father called me cursed-a mistake that should never have existed. He blamed me for my mother's death and treated me like a burden he couldn't wait to discard. In the end, he sold me to the Alpha King, a man worshipped by the kingdom but a devil in private. He made me his sex slave, stripping me of my dignity. Just when my suffering was nearly over, his sister framed me. As punishment, he resold me-this time to another Alpha King even crueler than him. Every day of my life felt like drowning in darkness. I saw no reason to keep living. Then he appeared. My unexpected savior. He risked his life to free me, protected me like I was made of something precious, and treated me with a gentleness I'd never known. He would burn the world to keep me safe. But after everything men have done to me... can I really trust him with my heart? Especially after discovering the truth about what he truly is? ⸻ ERIC BLACKWELL: She was a small, innocent-looking girl in shabby boy clothes when I first saw her, but her doe eyes caught me instantly. After saving her from being burned alive at the market, something inside me changed-something I had never felt in thirty years. Then she disappeared. I searched for her everywhere, only for fate to return her to me in the worst way: she was a sex slave to my boss. Knowing she was in danger, I didn't care what I had to lose or what I had to do-I was going to save her again. But saving her woke the ghosts of my past, and now those secrets threaten the fragile bond I've risked everything to build with her./0/21055/coverorgin.jpg?v=026a104b1de757371495710fa0f6405f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
HIS LEGAL MISTRESS
With her adoptive parents faced with financial difficulties, Gianna was forced to take a surrogacy contract to help alleviate her family's financial condition. As the surrogate to the hair of the State's mostly wealthy family, much was excepted from her and when she was confirmed to be carrying two males twin, much more was expected from her. Alexandre De Marco, the cold and aloof heir to the De Marco's Empire was captivated beyond words after an obscure night with Gianna and after that, he wished to possess her as his mistress, even though his grandfather had already chosen a bride for him. After the birth of his sons which unfortunately one was born dead, their contract came to an end with Gianna going her way, much to Andre's disappointment. Eight years later when he met her again by a fluke of fate, his obsession to possess her hadn't left one bit and with the knowledge she'd take his son, a breach to their contract, he decided to use it as a leverage against her to make her his possession and his mistress, his one his alone./0/42174/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d407d5e48de34fdfd21c4ccd6fc9194&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's Contracted Wife
Warning! Mature scene explicit [R+18] When the time I had nowhere to go because I had lost everything, he came. He showed me and made me feel the things I missed early on. He gave me the ones I had never tried and experienced. But the person I thought I could trust completely was just another poison slowly spreading through my body. Someone who did all that to forget the tragedy that befell my sister. How can I resist the love that, in the first place, should not have begun? How can I forgive myself for something I do not know? We have hundred days to pretend that we are a happy couple. But the secret they had kept for so long was revealing./1/103028/coverorgin.jpg?v=66ab5325defe289dc1a9ff24dc0917c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tangled with a Psycho
April Scott only wanted to help her family until she crossed paths with Dr. Adrian Smith, the ruthless billionaire and her childhood crush, who is aware of her dark past and turns her life upside down in twenty-four hours. Her sister is hospitalized, her home is suddenly sold. April becomes the target of a deadly plot she doesn't understand. Every time she tries to escape, Adrian is there... saving her, controlling her, or destroying her, she can't tell which. She could only sense he wanted something from her and she also finds herself drawn to him. But when a confrontation ends with Adrian presumed dead, April becomes a fugitive overnight. And the only person willing to protect her is a stranger with secrets of his own./0/26061/coverorgin.jpg?v=79e9617e7e7073a164c72b6ab0f08724&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Is..... NOT Him
His perky side, his warmth, his strange behaviour, his kindness, his insecure.... You love everything about him. So you decide to make a confession. But after you tell him about your feeling, a girl come to him who then he introduces as his...girlfriend. You were heart broken , but even so everything about him still become a beautiful melody of your life. So you keep him in your heart even after 10 years, when you didn't even know about his existence anymore. One day you are accepted to work as a secretary at CNR company. But who would ever think that you would meet him and he becomes your boss? He treats you indefferently, like some stranger. He is totally a diferent person. You curse him, pull out all of your anger on him, when you realized a new fact that you never know. He is... Not Him./0/96927/coverorgin.jpg?v=8796f0f6dc7c2c4a9f84fafb5e72a476&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Billionaire's Boredom, A Wife's Rise
For three years, I was the perfect wife to tech CEO Atticus Monroe, trading my architecture career to become his personal chef and perfect hostess. My world shattered when I brought him an eight-hour bone broth and overheard him confess to a friend. "I'm just... bored." His boredom quickly turned into an affair with his ex-fiancée, Isla. He spent nights at her apartment, then came home to blame me for his unhappiness. At a family gala, when I finally stood up to their public humiliation, Atticus grabbed my arm so hard it left a deep, purple bruise. He had cheated, humiliated, and hurt me, yet he refused my pleas for a divorce, desperate to maintain his perfect image. But his grandfather saw the bruise. He saw the video of Atticus and Isla. After punishing his own grandson, he handed me a check. "Go build the life you deserve." So I did. I filed for divorce to reclaim the life, and the career, I had sacrificed for him./0/19960/coverorgin.jpg?v=474920e94c98ec5982bee52be414b3fc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wanted
Hunter and Melody have been best friends since they were born, but somehow Melody fell in love with Hunter. He was dating Lucy the most popular girl in school who claimed she needed to keep their a relationship a secret so in public she was dating Nick who starts liking Melody. It's a lover's triangle that could end a friendship and break a few hearts along the way as well./0/85820/coverorgin.jpg?v=2ca8f4ea4aff74bb471543d704172a5a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
99 Proposals, One Betrayal
For three years, I, the actress Ava, poured my heart into loving Ethan. I proposed to him 99 times, each met with a casual rejection, yet I clung to the hope that my devotion would eventually win him over. But one night, a chilling discovery shattered my deluded reality. I overheard Ethan whispering words of passionate love, not to me, but to a photograph of his niece, Mia. My heart slammed against my ribs. My boyfriend, the man I lived with, was obsessed with his much younger niece, and I was merely a convenient cover for their forbidden relationship. The full horror of his deceit hit me like a physical blow. Before I could process the betrayal, Mia, the object of his twisted affection, brutally shoved me down a flight of stairs, leaving me for dead and comatose. When I woke, broken and disoriented, Ethan confirmed my worst nightmare: he had given my healthy kidney to Mia during my coma, essentially dismembering me to save his obsession while I was helpless. The ultimate violation-a piece of my body, the most profound gift, forcibly stolen and given to the very person who tried to end me, all by the man who claimed to protect me. This wasn't just a betrayal; it was a total dehumanization. Yet, in that moment of utter devastation, a cold, unyielding resolve ignited within me. I had to escape, to reclaim my life from the monster who had taken everything./1/114448/coverorgin.jpg?v=a9ee78db376d83f62fbd9f98ad644524&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Widowed CEO's Contract Bride
Love sometimes arrived when people least expected it, and often through the last person they would've imagined. At forty years old, Daniel lived a life built around routine. His days revolved around managing the family company as its CEO while raising his three children alone. After losing his wife, grief slowly consumed him and turned him into a distant, guarded man over the years. Meanwhile, Deanna lived an ordinary life. She worked part-time while studying at the School of the Arts, determined to achieve her dream of becoming an opera singer. With only one year left before graduation, her life suddenly changed when her friend Harry came to her in desperation and begged for help. An old family tradition stood in Harry's way and prevented him from marrying his pregnant girlfriend. According to the family's rules, Daniel, his older brother, had to marry first. In order to help Harry out of the situation, Daniel and Deanna agreed to fake a relationship and enter a marriage of convenience. They were complete opposites, yet the attraction between them slowly became impossible to ignore. Daniel found the warmth and comfort that had long disappeared from his life, while Deanna experienced love again after suffering through a painful breakup. For the first time in years, Daniel finally had a chance to rebuild the family he thought he'd lost forever. However, not everyone wanted to see them together. Hidden motives, outside interference, and countless schemes constantly threatened to drive them apart. Their journey wasn't easy. Aside from dealing with people determined to complicate their relationship, they also had to confront their own fears and insecurities. A fifteen-year age gap was never going to be simple to overcome. Still, the heart followed its own path, and love rarely listened to reason./0/37481/coverorgin.jpg?v=a3b071e10ba9e2ecfab3493022ec5dbf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Famous Ex Husband
The marriage between you and Nick has been undermined day by day by feelings of possession and mistrust and all your feminine insecurities and all the weight of being married to Nicholas Cassano. You are very intense, but you are also an ordinary woman, judged by all of society for the following reasons: divorced mother of the famous Nick Cassano, manager of a bistro, and wife. The weight of being a woman is no longer easy, and being married to a pop star and then being betrayed by him and divorced from him are even bigger labels. After he walked out the door of your house, you didn't imagine that things would take such controversial destinations. Dealing with a breakup like that, with your feminine insecurities and trying to rebuild yourself is not easy, especially when you have a child in the middle. But, you are a strong woman, much more determined than you imagined, and until you realize that, you will have special people on your way to show it. In the end, everything will be fine between you and you will discover new ways of loving: loving yourself and life./0/79719/coverorgin.jpg?v=515257f8baafe69c95ecc9afcc933fdc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stepsister's Scorn, Lover's Lie
At the elite Auer Conservatory gala, I, Ava Davies, a scholarship violinist, finally felt I belonged, especially with my powerful trustee boyfriend, Ethan Montgomery, effortlessly by my side. But then, the grand screen, meant for donor names, flickered to life, displaying a deeply intimate video of me—a bedroom scene—for all of New York's elite to see, hijacking my deepest humiliation for public consumption. As gasps turned to cruel whispers and mocking laughter, and my world crumbled, Ethan, my supposed anchor, vanished, only for me to find him moments later, gloating with my stepsister, Seraphina, admitting our entire relationship was an "amusing diversion" to orchestrate my ruin. Betrayed by the man I loved, herded like an animal, I was then dragged into a dark alley by his friends, enduring unimaginable torture: chili oil burned my throat, flashes captured my terror, and a searing hot iron branded my shoulder, all for the public's entertainment, sanctioned by Ethan who later, chillingly, instructed kidnappers to "dispose of me." Why had he, the man who once championed me, orchestrated such monstrous cruelty, leaving me broken and branded, desiring my very eradication—what dark secret propelled this twisted vengeance, and could I ever escape his terrifying obsession? This raw, agonizing betrayal transformed me: I would not just survive, I would disappear from his world, on my own terms, turning my back on the ruin he created to forge a future where I, Ava, would finally be free./0/61103/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1cb9bcdb6bf12a28c75d0c4f9fdf54a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying The Mafia Boss
"Stop running around! I'm exhausted chasing after you, Quiy!" I scolded my child. Seriously, he's so hyperactive. It's like he's a worm sprinkled with salt. He's only three years old, but I feel like I won't even make it to his college years because right now, I already feel like giving up. I wanted this, so I guess all I can say is... just bear with it! Instead of listening to me, he became even more aggressive. I might as well carry him in a basket just to keep him quiet. "I'll leave you here, you’ll see," I threatened, but it seemed to have no effect on this little rascal. "If you weren't so heavy, I'd carry you, but you’re heavier than a sack of rice!" I complained, knowing I’d end up doing it anyway. Even though Quiy is a headache, I still love him, of course! Even if I were offered ten million, I’d still choose my child. We always playfully bicker, but of course, it's all for fun. It would be boring if we didn’t talk, right? There are only two of us, so we’d be wasting our words if we stayed silent. If he inherited anything from me, it's my quick tongue. But his seems to be on overdrive. Mine is still manageable... but his? It’s overflowing. "You're too slow, Mommy. I'm speeding up so we don't miss out," he said, rolling his eyes at me. If this kid wasn't just three years old, I might have done something drastic. "How can you miss out? We're in a grocery store. There’s plenty to buy, so you won’t run out," I explained. He let out a heavy sigh, raised an eyebrow, and crossed his arms. "Then why haven’t you found my diapers yet?" he argued, his eyebrow arching even higher. "They said there's no more stock of your diapers, ma'am!" I sarcastically replied. "See, Mommy? We're out of stock because you're too slow. You're like a pregnant lady. I saw earlier that another mom grabbed the last one of my diaper type. I was going to snatch it, but then I saw her husband. He’s so big, so I kept quiet," the little one shrugged. Why does he know so much? Sometimes I think maybe I’m just a joke to the world, that he’s actually the mommy and I’m the child because he knows more than I do. "I'm not pregnant. Where do you get these ideas? You look like a penguin—did you hear me say anything?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "Yes, you just did," he replied. Sometimes, I just want to put him in my pocket. He’s so annoying! He always has something to say! "Quiyana Louise," I called out his full name. Whenever I do that, he usually behaves because he knows I’m about to scold him. "I won't run anymore, Mommy," he said, pressing his lips together tightly. I nodded in relief. Thank goodness. I'm only twenty-four, but I feel like I’m sixty. It’s exhausting taking care of a mischievous child, especially one who’s always cheeky. If I didn’t love him... Even though he's the most mischievous, headache-inducing, and expensive child, I’d still do anything to give him the good life he deserves. I never experienced these things when I was a child because I wasn't born rich. There were even times when my parents couldn’t afford to buy even a kilo of rice, so the solution was to borrow from the neighbors. For me, there’s no shame in coming from such a life. Even now, I sometimes find myself needing to borrow money, but at least I know how to pay it back. I’ll work even harder to give my child a good life. "You’re smiling again, Mommy. I’m not being naughty anymore," I heard him say. That’s why I love this kid. At least he’s affectionate too. A smile slowly formed on my lips. He even clapped when I did. "My mommy is so beautiful..." he praised, something that probably only happens once a month. Most of the time, I just get insults from him. I don’t even know where he got that attitude from—I’m kind... and so are my parents. "Enough with the compliments, Quiy. I already knew that. Do you think complimenting me will make me buy you chocolate?" I looked down at him. "No. Your teeth will fall out," I added, causing his shoulders to droop in disappointment while pouting. He’s already missing teeth, yet he still wants sweets. Of course, I don’t want him wearing dentures at such a young age! Besides, I can’t afford such things. He stayed quiet, so I focused on the shopping list I had written. I’m the type who thinks of many things to buy while at home, but when I’m actually at the store... I forget. So young and already forgetful. I’d almost bought everything. Only Quiy’s diapers and milk were left. I was about to call him when my heart pounded loudly—I didn’t see him in the aisle where I was. I quickly put down the basket I was holding and took quick steps to search for Quiy. My heart raced even faster with every aisle I passed where I didn’t see him. Where could that child have gone?! "Quiy?" I called, but still no response. I had passed several aisles, but still no sign of Quiy. I must have called out every saint I knew, but still nothing. "Quiy, my child?!" I called out agai/0/22776/coverorgin.jpg?v=f93876cab53c03e07a308027e1e646fb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
All Bets Are On
Alexandra, an independent introvert who, since losing her mother and sister consecutively due to illness, struggles to trust and rely on other people. That is until she met Jacob. Her cousin’s new tenants. With his etiquette and empathy, he sure gave her a lasting impression. But the insecurity of losing the women of her life is keeping her from relying to anyone. Will this be enough for Alexandra to finally take down her guards and open up?/0/32788/coverorgin.jpg?v=a93dcb646b62b337e1ca5c6574d21940&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Hunt For His Queen
'She was young, so I let her grow. She was wild, so I let her live her life. She wanted to build a career, so I stayed away. But the time has come now. Time for her to be tamed, to learn the rules, to be where she belongs. Beside me. Now the time has come for her to be mine. Because I, Duncan De Sylvano, am ready to hunt for my queen.' *** Cassandra Brooks has spent most of her life by paying her alcoholic mother's debts, with only one dream that one day she would be away from her disarranged family and become an independent woman. And after years, she was the woman she always wanted to be. Strong, fiery, wild, and a thriving model. The beauty who never fails to get attention. Coming from an unloved childhood, love was never in her to do list. Until one night, she came face to face with a mysterious Italian. The dark aura of danger around the rugged man got her curious. And when an opportunity to enter the untouchable billionaire's life came, she didn't think twice to grab it. Her plan was simple: get the hunk and then move on. But little did she know that it was Duncan De Sylvano's empire, and no one entered his territory without his permission. So didn't she. Now that his prey was right where he wanted her, he was ready to hunt. And he wouldn't stop until she was tamed and… his. After all, he has waited for years…/0/53907/coverorgin.jpg?v=8fa95af4ce69018dfd85eceb4fa4612e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE TALE OF FORBIDDEN LOVE (THE SECRET OF THE TONGUE)
SYNOPSIS Riley is a young woman in her early twenties with supernatural powers; however,however she is not aware of the power of a curse that lies in her tongue whenever she is angry. Riley lives with her grandmother in the city of Albany, New York. She doesn't know her parents; she has always lived with her grandmother. Riley is a stripper in a club but wishes to stop stripping and starts searching for a decent job in Albany City. She crosses paths with Lucas Suarez. A man who she once cursed unknowingly, as fate will have it, was employed to be Lucas' assistant. As time passes, they both fall helplessly in love with each other. Unknown to her, Lucas is betrothed to Rabel, the daughter of a wealthy businessman named Tycoon,who lives in the city of Mexico. Meanwhile, Lucas, who is a young billionaire in his mid-30s, good-looking, and every lady man , is the CEO of LS Groups. Because of the deal Lucas' dad has with Rabel’s dad, their children have to get married together, or else Lucas would lose his father’s company. What would Lucas do since he has found the love of his life? It is unknown to Lucas that the love of his life has placed a curse on him. Years passed Riley's grandmother told her that she was cursed when she was a child, and she has a twin sister. She told Lucas about it, and they tried to find out who Riley's twin sister is. And it became clear to Riley to understand why she angrily cursed someone, and it came to pass. Riley secretly finds a solution on how to reverse her cursed tongue,not knowing that Lucas is now aware that she is the curse of his predicament./0/80032/coverorgin.jpg?v=727b415cbb63799ef9e0ce8394d77f02&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wedding Night Annulment
My wife, Ellie, died in my arms, her last words twisting the knife: a confession she wished she’d never married me, only pined for her stepbrother, Marcus. Haunted by her dying wish, I used my family's illicit time-travel technology to rewrite our past, determined to give her the happiness I never could. I plunged into our wedding night, posing as Marcus to get our marriage annulled. I painstakingly orchestrated her reunion with him, enduring humiliation, and even donated my own blood to save him after his suicide attempt. Every sacrifice tore me apart, ensuring her ultimate freedom, though it came at the cost of my own soul. Yet, after all this, Ellie, finally free of me, only realized her feelings for me once I was gone. Then, at a charity gala, Marcus, in a jealous rage, attacked me. Ellie shielded me, taking the fall, leaving her gravely injured. Now, she's desperate for the love she never saw. Can I, after such profound heartbreak and self-sacrifice, ever reciprocate? Or is it time to finally choose my own peace, severing all ties, and finding a happiness she will only witness from afar?/0/82535/coverorgin.jpg?v=01a1583c769fb57a509f80ca697d8f8a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Comeback of the Silenced Heiress
Two years. Two years of agony, grueling surgeries, and relentless recovery after I shielded my fiancé, Chad, from a fiery explosion. My back, once a roadmap of searing pain, was finally flawless, perfectly healed – a precious secret and a symbol of our new beginning. I was finally home in our penthouse, overflowing with joyful anticipation to surprise Chad before our engagement party next week. But the excitement curdled into an icy dread the moment I stepped inside. Peels of a woman' s unfamiliar laughter echoed from our master suite, followed by Chad' s low, impossibly intimate voice. "The doctor said it' s fine, the baby will be okay." Then, Izzy, my own assistant, giggled, "You haven't used this king-sized bed with her, right? You said seeing her scars made you sick." Sick. My scars. The ones I got saving his life, the constant reminder of my sacrifice. In that instant, his whispers of eternal love, his tender care during my recovery – every single lie – shattered as unmistakable sounds of intimacy spilled from our bed. The man I loved, the man I had nearly died for, a man who saw my selflessness as something repulsive, mocking my "snake-skin" behind my back. He had drugged me for months, not for my true recovery, but to keep me docile while he continued his sordid affair, all while plotting to exploit my family' s immense influence to usurp his own brother's corporate empire. How could the supposed angel I saved transform into such a monstrous, calculating deceiver? From the depths of devastation, a chilling, diamond-hard clarity emerged, sharpening my resolve. I clutched my phone, my shaking fingers composing a message that wasn't just a threat, but a meticulously planned declaration of war. Chad Baxter Jr. was poised to lose absolutely everything. He was about to discover that the "fragile" girl he thought he could break was meticulously preparing to demolish his entire world, piece by agonizing piece./0/85038/coverorgin.jpg?v=9eaf5dae011d50d77ef0b6a257730b0b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Eight Years, A Cruel Joke
For eight years, I clung to Liam' s drunken promise, a joke he' d made at 14 that felt like a sacred vow. I transformed myself, chasing perfection for him, believing our 22nd birthday was finally our moment. But then, I overheard him plotting: our "promise" was a cruel lie, a scheme to get rid of me. He was in love with Sienna, planning a fake engagement and a rented baby to finally drive me away. My world shattered, reduced to nothing but the echoing laughter of his friends. Why was I always just an obstacle, a joke in his meticulously crafted life? I accepted an overseas scholarship, packed my bags, and burned every memory of him, ready to disappear. He publicly humiliated me, flaunting his engagement to Sienna at a charity gala. Then, when a planter fell, he shielded her, completely ignoring me as I lay bleeding on the floor. At my farewell party, he shoved me into a lake, leaving me to drown, just to protect Sienna. He chose her. Over his best friend. Over my life. My brother, Mark, came to my rescue, raging at Liam, but it was clear Liam felt no remorse. He claimed I was "unstable" and "obsessed," twisting every truth to fit his narrative. I left for New York, cutting all ties, determined to erase him from my life forever. Years later, Liam, broken and ruined by Sienna and her lover, Julian, desperately sought me out. He found me, happy and successful, with Alex-a man who truly valued me. I finally had the strength to tell him his apology meant nothing, that he was no longer my problem. The man who once dominated my every thought was now a pathetic stranger, utterly unimportant. I threw away his final, belated confession, a paper airplane of wasted love, into the New York sky. My journey from a broken girl to a celebrated architect, from chasing a false star to finding my own wings, was complete. I was finally free, soaring into a future he could never touch./0/25592/coverorgin.jpg?v=cc4ab4810c7fedf82f911960743a14b2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
An Irresistible Widower
Alexandre Mendonça I live only for my work and for my two children. In fact, I don't want any other woman, what I really wanted was my wife, but unfortunately, she's gone. I loved her so much that my heart still aches and bleeds, and I ended up closing myself off from all women, as none will come close to my dear late wife Sarah! But that changed after the call I made today. Whose sassy, sensual voice was that? I wondered. Until today when I received a strange call. What I wanted? It was meeting the owner of that sassy, sensual voice. Jackeline Baptista or Jack Baptista I don't know what I did to God?! I'm pissed off. All things are going wrong. Even my job, which I love dearly, is driving me crazy. All because of that drop-dead gorgeous man who looked like an ogre, shit, there I am thinking about the idiot I saw today in my friend's company elevator. Soon curiosity hits me, I touch the screen and, when I look, I see Mr Ogre on the cell phone screen, then, fuck it. I kept his cell phone, I don't have a better name than Irresistible Ice./0/75339/coverorgin.jpg?v=9885dffb89c691580e5cf357e3c38ae3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
