Romance Books for Women
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Metamob
Aiden Metcalfe, the son of a Faery princess and an Alpha wolf, possesses an ability so unique, he can get away with murder. When he is hired by mafia Don, Rafael Hernandez, to kill his daughter, Charlie, the lead witness in his murder trial, Aiden thinks it will be like every other kill he had committed in the past. But he couldn’t have been more wrong. Suddenly, as he hunts his target, his dormant wolf begins to wake and Aiden discovers there’s more to Charlie than he could ever imagine. Will Aiden be able to comply with Rafael's wishes or will his wolf bring more than he bargained for./0/21277/coverorgin.jpg?v=900fd28da3685b62dd6d609e15cf7b6b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Heiress In Disguise
Ava Montgomery has it all. Wealth, beauty, and a life that everyone envies. By night, she becomes someone no one would expect. She is a masked vigilante who fights corruption inside her own family's empire. Leo Kane is smart, charming, and dangerous. His family was ruined by Ava's father and he is determined to get revenge. When he meets Ava, sparks fly, but he does not know she is the very enemy he is hunting. Secrets and lies surround them. Every smile hides the truth. Every touch is risky. Ava and Leo must navigate a world full of betrayal, passion, and danger before the city, their families, and their hearts are destroyed./0/81949/coverorgin.jpg?v=cbf1da6ac8fe8e8bc43c0910e747083a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Kills a Future
My world with Chloe revolved around our eagerly awaited baby, our future taking happy shape with every nursery plan. An Instagram tag from her popped up then, a seemingly innocent ping. I opened it, and the image delivered a brutal, physical blow, vaporizing my reality. Chloe lay pale but smiling in a hospital bed, holding hands with her ex-husband Mark, in the bed beside her. The caption read: "This time, I'm choosing to be brave for love." My mind reeled: a bone marrow donor? Where was our baby? Comments hailed her a hero, oblivious to the life she'd just ended, never telling me. She returned, demanding comfort, yet casually dismissed my silent agony over our lost child. Her shocking nonchalance toward our baby' s life ignited a silent, seething rage deep inside me. I finally grasped that my unwavering kindness had enabled her, teaching her that monumental betrayals carried no real consequences. How could she expect recovery meals after such a horrific, selfish act? Staring at the stranger in my wife's eyes, the illusion shattered. "I want a divorce," I declared, beginning my fight to reclaim my shattered life./1/104336/coverorgin.jpg?v=6a49fa0c56db26228b1f4c5da46b03fd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire And His Children's Tutor
She was supposed to tutor his children. Not steal his heart. After a brutal breakup and one very bad night, Hannah Milton becomes a live-in tutor at the powerful Walton estate-where rules are strict, emotions are buried, and falling in love is absolutely forbidden. Benjamin Walton is older, untouchable, and completely off-limits. He's built his life on control, but Hannah's wit, warmth, and chaos threaten everything he's worked to protect. As desire ignites and secrets surface, one woman inside the house is determined to destroy Hannah before love can win. Because some loves aren't meant to happen... until they do./0/24846/coverorgin.jpg?v=3f63114af8ae155ca8e22dbf54e66548&imageMogr2/format/webp)
It is not you that I love
Hensley struggles to get over his first love whom left him in the altar and chose another man. He finds himself drinking too much, trying to drown his pain. He ends ups using different drugs and as a result wound up addicted. His addiction causes him to ruin relationships with his close friend and family. he isolated himself from every one and befriend a girl he met in the club until he ended her life in a car accident. after losing the new friend, Hensley realized he was ruining his life and decides to go to rehab and tries to fix his life... after all that he had done, Can the young man be able to redeem himself and fix his life? Can he even get over his first love and only love?/0/21926/coverorgin.jpg?v=278138b4188e097119760227974fd143&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE UNWANTED MARRIAGE
Alyssa De Guzman was in a tight situation regarding her grandma's illness, so when Master Guang Lee offers him help in exchange for marrying his grandson Leonard Lee the CEO of GL corp., she has no choice but to agree. On the day of their wedding, she never thought that she would fall in love at first sight with her husband-to-be. She was even more attracted to him. The gentleness Leonard Lee shows to her at their wedding. She felt excited and expects that her marriage will be a perfect one. But she is unaware that after the show, the true feelings of her husband towards her will come out. His HATRED against her! What do you think fate awaits her at the hands of her husband? Will she still choose to love him or choose to hate him back?/0/19006/coverorgin.jpg?v=0fed0db8372d02d622fe401908688b85&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CEO's Secret Wife: Fall Into Your Love Tricks
When her life came to a dead end, she met him, the bossy CEO. To save her uncle, she signed the marriage contract and became his wife. The day she gave birth to his child, they would have a divorce. However, everything was different from her expectation. When her ex-boyfriend came to her, he taught him a lesson. When his ex-girlfriend came to him, he showered her with endless adoration. Facing his jealousy and gentleness, she got more and more confused./0/57291/coverorgin.jpg?v=9707693962f3049ce4f630ed481594c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love, Lies, And Hidden Truths
Jeri was pregnant and chose to give birth to the child without knowing who the father was. When she awoke from her massive blood loss during labor, she realized that her status as the family's daughter had changed; her father was not her biological father. She was left with no choice but to navigate a web of deceit and heartbreak. However, when a mysterious stranger saves her life and wins her heart, she is forced to confront her dark past and the shocking truth about her child's father. As secrets emerge and family ties are revealed, Jeri must decide between love, vengeance, and redemption. Will she find happiness or succumb to the darkness that surrounds her?/0/79678/coverorgin.jpg?v=55138f0878688fb1b554caf847de3840&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tell Me Now,Are We Real?
Everyone knows Henry Allen, the charming, untouchable heir to the powerful Allen Group, a conglomerate that controls more than half the businesses in the country. With wealth, influence, and a future already carved out for him, Henry seems to have it all. But no one knows his secret. Behind the glitz and headlines, Henry is in love with Andrea Evans, a brilliant independent woman far from the world of billionaires. Their relationship is hidden, fragile, and forbidden. Because Henry's future isn't his own. He's being arranged to marry Ava Lawrence, the perfect daughter of the richest man in the neighboring country, a union designed to seal an empire, not a love story./0/86167/coverorgin.jpg?v=db7b383a42ba1b0a484525706968f85c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Left to Burn, Rose to Reign
My life with Mark was a fairy tale, or so I thought. We built a tech empire together, and he swore I was his destiny, strong enough to defy any pre-written fate. Then, one night, a fire broke out at our office. I was trapped, bleeding and broken, reaching out for him. He looked at me, his eyes met mine for a fleeting second, then he ran right past me. He scooped up Emily, our intern, who was barely in danger, and carried her to safety. He left me there, on the burning floor. I woke up in the hospital, my body shattered. Mark wasn't by my side. He was with Emily, in the VIP suite, making sure his "destined love" was comfortable. He sent his assistant to tell me I was being "dramatic" for even thinking of a divorce. Then Emily herself showed up, gloating, admitting she set the fire, and demanding my wedding ring. My heart didn't just break; it solidified into ice. How could the man who swore to protect me abandon me so completely? How could he believe such an obvious lie? And why did I let myself be fooled by a script I knew by heart? The pain was nothing compared to the rage that coursed through me. I looked at Jessica, my best friend, and told her to get my lawyer on the phone. I was done being the victim in their story. It was time to write my own ending, and it started with burning everything down./0/83247/coverorgin.jpg?v=8de1011035014a1dd7ae93cfd64e5665&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Venomous Wife's New Victim
I gasped, air burning my lungs, and woke up in my boyhood room, fifteen years in the past. My nightmare, my first brutal life at the hands of my venomous wife Tiff and her associate Marcus Thorne, was seemingly over. But then, my adoptive brother Kyle, with a greedy glint in his eye, declared at breakfast, "I want Tiff!" He remembered. Kyle, the arrogant fool, was reborn too, still chasing the very woman who had orchestrated my destruction. A cold, fierce joy ignited in me as I considered the drugs, the abuse, the helplessness I' d suffered in my past life at Tiff' s command. He was blindly walking into the same web of torment, envious of a "glamorous" life that had been my personal hell. The injustice of it, the sickening realization that he desired the very chains that had bound me, fueled a grim resolve. I died believing I was discarded trash, and Kyle' s casual disdain for everyone else had festered in my first life. But never again would I be a victim; this was my chance for justice, for everyone she' d hurt. "If Kyle prefers Tiffany," I said, meeting my adoptive father' s surprised gaze, "I have no objection to marrying Olivia Vance." My first move in a game of fate and vengeance had just been played./0/86816/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106212555&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's Rebirth
For six years, I' d been Julian Hayes' s perfect accessory, Eleanor Vance, the "beautiful artist" he' d saved. On my birthday, playing poker with powerful men, Julian, with a cruel smile, offered me as his wager: "If I lose this hand, Eleanor is yours for the night." He' d won, of course, and then claimed me with a possessive kiss, a chilling display of ownership. That night, my world truly shattered. Julian ignored me, charming a young woman named Chloe, a carbon copy of his deceased first love. He then sent me to dress Chloe for her new life with him, revealing I was pregnant during this humiliating ordeal. My secret hope that a child would change things was crushed when Chloe, the exact person who made me pregnant, staged an accident, throwing herself down the stairs and blaming me. Julian, believing her, cast me out, coldly messaging my sister to "Keep her. She' s a liability." From my hospital bed, I was released from Julian' s gilded cage only to find myself traded to Marcus Thorne, a ruthless rival, like property. He was violent, leaving bruises that I had to hide. My desperation led to a dangerous choice-a last resort plan to fake my own death. How could the man I loved, my childhood savior, discard me so carelessly, then sell me to a monster? How could he fall for such a transparent lie engineered to completely erase me? Despite everything, I had to create a new life, to build a future free from the shadow of the man who had bought and sold me like a thing./0/55020/coverorgin.jpg?v=ea71ecf84187976e671851f6f01f3561&imageMogr2/format/webp)
LOVE, OBSESSION & TRAUMA
This is a story about two billionaire families and business partners who wanted to maintain long lasting relationship by marrying their children to each other, unfortunately the boy turn out to be a drug addict, flirt and violent. The billionaire son abused and assaulted the billionaire daughter not minding that she is asthmatic. She fainted from asthma attack and went into coma after her abusive partner assaulted her. Her body was found by the roadside by a noble young poor guy June who took her to the hospital and struggled to pay her bills. She woke up three days after with amnesia after losing her six weeks baby due to domestic violence. Her mother vowed to get justice she is an attorney. The billionaire daughter fell in love with June and elope with him from the hospital, meanwhile the nurse who treated the rich lady started an obsessive affair with June. One other lady also wanted to marry June and it became a war of love, obsession and battle. June discovered he had super powers and uses it to protect his loved ones and got justice for his family./0/83896/coverorgin.jpg?v=bbcb534caccfc28ffbf481c1294706ba&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Designing Her Own Life
For ten years, I was Gabrielle Fuller, successful graphic designer turned dedicated wife, my life orbiting Andrew Scott, my charismatic lawyer husband. Then my father, a well-respected judge and Andrew' s mentor, made a dying wish: "Gabby… promise me… you and Andrew… work it out." Hours later, clutching my phone in the sterile waiting room, I tried to reach Andrew, who was at a crucial legal conference in London. Dozens of calls, countless texts – all went unanswered. Finally, on the twentieth try, an unfamiliar female voice answered Andrew' s phone: Jennifer Chavez, his ex-girlfriend and current colleague. Her clipped tone dismissed my emergency, saying he was "busy." The world tilted as I realized the unspoken truth: he was with her, and she was answering his calls while my father lay dying. My father' s funeral unfolded without Andrew; his absence a glaring wound in the front row, a whisper among the city's legal elite. I clung to flimsy excuses until I saw it: Andrew' s beaming photo celebrating a "big win" in London, posted the day my father died, with a photo of him and Jennifer captioned by Andrew: "Couldn't have done it without you." Every excuse shattered. He had time for social media but not for my desperate calls. The man I built my life around wasn't unreachable; he was simply unavailable to me. I called my best friend, Molly: "It' s over. I need a divorce lawyer." Now, I reclaim my life, piece by painful piece, starting with a new job and finding my own purpose. But when Andrew returns, pleading ignorance and begging for another chance, can I truly move on when the past refuses to let go?/1/112772/coverorgin.jpg?v=ef138d73dafe47954f52610fee2ab35b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Thirty Days To Ruin My Cheating Husband
Evia Conway was the perfect billionaire's wife, a docile ornament bound by a ruthless prenuptial agreement that would leave her with nothing if she ever filed for divorce. That was until she found her husband's unlocked iPad and saw the photos of him wrapped around a 22-year-old blonde. The girl was Penelope, a scholarship recipient funded by Evia's own charity foundation. While Evia endured his family's public mockery for being barren, Frederic was secretly transferring two million dollars to buy his mistress a penthouse. He even laughed with his friends at an exclusive club, mocking Evia's devotion. "She is just a useless placeholder. Once Penelope gives birth to my heir, I will throw her out." Penelope even called Evia to flaunt her ultrasound, demanding she quietly disappear or face a public smear campaign. They all thought Evia was just a weak, clueless woman who could be easily discarded. But what Frederic didn't know was that Evia had kept a secret for three years: a medical report proving he was completely sterile. The baby he was destroying his marriage for was a total fraud. Evia didn't shed a single tear. She calmly put on her diamond necklace, smiled her perfect society smile, and opened her hidden encrypted laptop. She had exactly thirty days to surgically dismantle his empire and let him lose everything./0/84545/coverorgin.jpg?v=866052e2a976171eadd20b4591955398&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Some Things Are Just Meant To Be
The rain hammered against the window, mirroring the frantic beat of my heart as my mother clutched her chest, her breathing shallow. I called 911, but the streets were flooded, and the ambulance was delayed. Desperate, I called my wife, Sarah. Her voice, bright and cheerful over the noisy clatter of plates and loud music, promised to hurry, to be right there. She never came. An hour later, the paramedics arrived, their grim faces confirming what I already knew. She was gone. Hours later, an unfamiliar text buzzed my phone. It was from my friend, Dave. Below his bewildered message was a screenshot that froze my blood: my wife, Sarah, laughing, head thrown back, a wine glass in hand, seated opposite her ex-boyfriend, Mark Wilson, his arm possessively draped around her chair. The timestamp screamed betrayal: an hour after I' d called her, while my mother lay dying, Sarah was at a lavish restaurant with her past. The caption, "Some things are just meant to be," shattered my world. The distracted voice, the turned-off phone, the broken promise-it wasn' t an accident. It was a choice. My grief for my mother, a raw, open wound, was now burning from this fresh betrayal. With trembling hands, I typed two sentences, fueled by pure, distilled pain: "It's over. Don't come home."/0/31011/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c4f6d69ba407562d02283212c9ff04d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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No Longer His To Break
The drug pulsed through my veins, every inch of my body screaming for release, yet my husband, Ethan, stood over me, his face etched with familiar disgust. Just thirty minutes earlier, his childhood sweetheart, Scarlett, had forced 99 pills down my throat, challenging me: if Ethan was still repulsed by my 200-pound body, even under the aphrodisiac's influence, I had to sign the divorce papers. Scarlett' s taunt echoed: "I bet even if you strip naked and beg like a dog, he won't touch your two-hundred-pound body!" Consumed by the drug, I sank to the floor, pressing my lips against Ethan' s polished shoes, begging for help, for the man who once swore to protect me. He commanded, cold and devoid of emotion: "Use your mouth. Unbuckle my belt." He promised to help if I complied. My heart, already shattered, splintered as I fumbled with his belt, a memory piercing through the haze: I had endured agonizing experimental treatments, nearly dying, to cure the rare disease that was killing him. He had vowed eternal gratitude, promised to cherish me forever. But the cure had ravaged my metabolism, ballooning my body and his affection dwindled just as fast. Then, his sneer: "You really think I'd touch this? You' re disgusting. Trying to manipulate me with drugs? You' re pathetic." He kicked me away, walking out, leaving me to burn while Scarlett posted a triumphant selfie with him: "He's mine. Alone." I was just a placeholder, a life-saving tool that had outlived its usefulness. The fire inside raged, but a chilling resolve hardened. I wouldn't die here. A numb voice whispered: "I will erase Ava Miller, the hopeful artist, the loving wife, the pathetic, two-hundred-pound woman begging on the floor. I will leave this life behind and become someone else. Someone powerful."/0/75785/coverorgin.jpg?v=22532312abb581bb0af87ccc4a8b6038&imageMogr2/format/webp)
