Romance Books for Women
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The Secret Wife Of A Fierce Lecturer
Aulia is the wife of a lecturer who is known as a fierce and very disciplined figure on campus. The lecturer is named Mr. Bima, a man in his 40s who is firm and uncompromising in academic matters. In his daily life, Mr. Bima always appears serious, with a face that rarely shows a smile, except when correcting student assignments that he considers unsatisfactory. However, behind his fierce attitude, there is a soft side that only Aulia knows./1/115699/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c861fd09f78b70f309b2d98dbfb4d05&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The True Heiress Returns After Divorce
For two years, Emmie’s marriage to Daxton Ellis was nothing but a cold medical contract. She was merely a living vessel, kept around to provide a bone marrow transplant for his true love, Hortensia. When Emmie's grandfather was dying in the ICU, she desperately begged Daxton to save him. Instead, he coldly refused, ordering his bodyguards to trap her so her surgery wouldn't be delayed. To completely destroy Emmie, Hortensia maliciously faked a severe allergy attack and then intentionally threw herself down a steep flight of iron stairs. She perfectly framed Emmie for attempted murder right in front of Daxton's eyes. Believing his lover's lies, Daxton violently choked Emmie and locked her in a pitch-black room, cutting off all her communication with the outside world. Trapped in the freezing darkness, Emmie received a secret call from the weeping butler. "Master Silas... his heart stopped. He was calling your name. He died calling your name." The phone slipped from her fingers, the agonizing realization hitting her that because of Daxton, she didn't even get to say a final goodbye to her only family. The raw, guttural scream that tore through her throat marked the absolute death of her six years of unrequited love. Clutching the signed divorce agreement and the key to her grandfather's hidden billionaire trust, Emmie wiped her bloodstained hands and prepared to make them pay./0/65085/coverorgin.jpg?v=0801a4c33bb520807568aa19b46a6d43&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Step into love
Ava's mother gets married again, and she finds herself living under the same roof as Ethan Thompson-most handsome boy in his school and son of the wealthiest millionaire in town-who is now her stepfather. What begins as an uncomfortable adjustment turns out to be more complicated when she realizes feelings toward him are more than just familial; the chemistry between them is undeniable, but with their parents happily married and with their new family bond at stake, both are torn between coining what's right and following their heart. As the moments of tender connection escalate, all small, into something far more intimate-a touch or a lingering glance. It is then that Ava's mother remarries, putting her under one roof with Ethan Thompson, the hottest boy at his school and the son of the wealthiest millionaire in town-her new stepdad. It's an uncomfortable adjustment that begins to get much more complicated when feelings toward him are realized to be more than sibling-like in origin. The sparks between them are undeniable, but their parents' happy marriage and their bond as a new family hang in the balance, leaving each person to be torn between coining what's right and following their heart. With more time devoted to each other, small moments of connection deepen into something much more intimate: a touch, a lingering glance, a secret they can't share with anyone else. Weighted with the expectation of family, they understand it could shatter everything. Skirting that line between love and family, Ava and Ethan must decide. Will they be able to embrace their forbidden love or give up their happiness for the people they care about? Meanwhile, Ava's best friend Leah gives another layer to the story. Her vibrant, apparently carefree personality hides secrets of its own, and as Ava confides in her about her complicated feelings for Ethan, Leah begins to act strangely. Or can she be hiding something really important? When all these secrets come into the open, the relationship between Ava and Ethan faces one final test. Secrets begin to unwind: about Ethan's mother and the real reason for her disappearance. The family is immediately in turmoil, and Ava finds herself in a web of deceit and mystery threatening to rip the whole family apart. As the stakes mount, Ava must choose between walking away from the only person who has made her feel alive or risk it all-including the fragile new family she's just become a part of-for love that may be doomed from its inception./0/23880/coverorgin.jpg?v=d101b114b812ac219f3d7e37c5b43e27&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lily
Everyone Sade loves seems to end up dead, it feels like she carries a curse which she does not know of. When she finally finds love in with someone she would love to spend her life with she's scared that he would leave too like her brother, her father and her two friends. So instead she decides to leave him and live her life alone. But will she be able to stay away from him, and will history repeat itself in her life? This is something which Sade must see for herself./0/46267/coverorgin.jpg?v=e4ba7832c8f31191f366733f44872908&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I'm Pregnant By Another Man
My hands were shaking while holding the PT apparatus. I don't know how to tell Reagan. I don't know if he will still accept me when he sees this. Many tears flowed from my eyes. I don't want to be left behind. I don't want to leave Reagan. I'm afraid of being left by the people I love. I'm afraid of being left by the people I value more than my life. I'm afraid of losing everything I've worked for. I don't want to! I don't know how many hours I've been staring at the pt here in the bathroom. I don't want to go out. I'm afraid that if I get out of here, I'll lose everything. IM pregnant! And Reagan was not the father. I don't know how to explain it to him. I don't know how to make him understand. I don't know how to convey to him the misfortune that happened in my life. I can experience everything, just don't let him leave me...because I can't. If only I had listened to him that night. If only I had been careful. I wish I had made the right decision. I wish I hadn't chosen my life before. But it was my past life that brought me closer to Reagan... "I'm sorry, Reagan." I said while staring at the pt I was holding. "I'm sorry and I sinned against you. I'm sorry and you felt sorry for the mess in my life. I'm sorry." "Jade!" Fear and trepidation pounded in my heart when I heard Reagan's voice now knocking on the door of the bathroom where I was. "Jade, open the door." He said that made my chest beat even stronger. He kept calling my name but I couldn't answer. I can't face him. "What are you doing there?" He asked as he finally entered the bathroom. I looked up at the key he was holding. "Why are you sitting there?" He asked and approached me. I tried to hide the PT behind me. I was shaking and the tears in my eyes did not stop. "H-hey, why are you crying?" Reagan asked me in a serious tone. He held me by the shoulder and gradually frowned. "Why are you shaking?" He looked at my two hands behind me. I shook my head and tried to squeeze the PT behind me. "What are you hiding?" Reagan tried to snatch my hand from me. Because he is strong, he took the PT from my hands. I bent down and buried my face in my hands. I don't want to! I will wake up. I hope someone tells me this is just a dream. "W-what is this?" I heard Reagan ask. I can't look up. I don't know how to explain to him. I was raped. I was molested. I was almost killed. I almost died. And now, I will truly die. "What is this?" I heard Reagan's calm but serious voice. Not a single word came out of my mouth. It seems to be locked. "Veronica, what is it?" I looked up when he called me by my first name. "I-I'll explain." Finally, I said it too. "what is this Veronica?" I was startled when it screamed. "answer what is it?" He grabbed me by the shoulder. I feel the tightness. "I-I'm hurt." I tried to remove Reagan's hand from my shoulder but it was strong and he only pressed his fingers on my shoulder even more. "Pregnant?" It screamed again. Little by little I nodded and my eyes were staring at him with tears. "I, I was raped by---" "Shut your fucking mouth, you slut! I came here to confront you of something and now...now I've proven that you still have a relationship with that man!" He interrupted what I was going to say. "W-what?" I tried to make a sound. I was raped by that demon. "don't deny it VERONICA. He came to my office to give me these. It was you and him making out. Now, do you expect that I will still listen to your explanations? After seeing you with this?" And he raised his PT. I reached for the envelope he was holding and looked at its contents. It was me and that guy in bed, both naked. He was lying down while I was on top of him. "no Reagan, I was blackmailed" "Oh come on, Veronica. That is an old drama. You think we are in a movie where you will say that man made you drink so you fell asleep and he took advantage of you? Or is that man going to hurt the love of your life? you agreed to what he wanted? Enough with that fantasy, you bitch!" I shed more tears when he called me a bitch. I can not accept. I'm hurting. "Shit Veronica. We're getting married in two days and I'll find out? You're still a whore!" It turned back. I tried to hold his hand but he just pushed me aside. "Please Reagan, listen to me." I cried. "Stop me, Veronica." "Please, Reagan." It stopped at the door of our apartment and looked at me. "You know what? You just proved to me that a slut will always be a slut." Then he pushed me and left the apartment. I was left on the ground, crying. I can't handle it. Please, Reagan! My eyes won't stop from shedding tears. I don't want to feel alone again. Please, Reagan. Please! All I do is cry. I looked up at our balcony. I don't want this child. I don't want my life. I don't want myself. I already gave my all and I was left with nothing now. Reagan is my everything and now that he's gone, my everything turns to nothing. "I'm sorry." I said while holding my./0/84552/coverorgin.jpg?v=a94f08ca39fadaca906199d2da9e83cb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Phoenix Bride: Call and Lie
It was supposed to be the happiest day of my life. My wedding to Liam Vance, the tech mogul, a man I loved and trusted with my whole heart. Then, a text from an unknown number shattered my perfect world: a photo of a woman's hand, a massive diamond ring mirroring mine, resting on his custom wedding suit sleeve. The message: "Is this the wedding dress you designed for me? It's beautiful, Ava. Liam is a lucky man." My blood ran cold as I recognized Chloe, Liam's "terminally ill" ex-business partner, reflected in the photo. He had been spinning elaborate lies, claiming to comfort her in her final days, while he was secretly planning a wedding with her, using our venue, on our day. Every hushed phone call, every late night "crisis" at work – it all clicked into place. I was just a naive fool, part of his elaborate facade. The white roses he' d sent me that morning wilted, mirroring my dying love. A smudge of Chloe's garish pink lipstick on his suit sleeve, brought into my studio, was the final insult. Anger, cold and sharp, replaced my heartbreak. He called, spinning yet another lie about a server meltdown, postponing our wedding. But as I listened to the string quartet playing in the background of his call, a new, dangerous resolve hardened within me. He wanted a wedding that day? Fine. He was going to get one. But it wouldn't be his. I was going to rewrite the entire script, and it would be a masterpiece of public humiliation./1/119917/coverorgin.jpg?v=9f044b4ff88f6fa8406bcf0e0c11562f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Flash Marriage To My Mysterious General
At my lavish engagement party, I was ready to marry Blake Sterling and secure a vital merger for my family's company. But the moment we stepped into the spotlight, he took the microphone and publicly dumped me. "I can't get engaged to you, because I'm in love with someone else." His parents watched from the crowd with calm acceptance. They had orchestrated this public execution of my dignity. The "someone else" turned out to be my closest friend, Jenna. To make matters worse, Blake's family immediately withdrew their credit guarantees, triggering a covenant breach that pushed my family's company to the brink of bankruptcy. The next night, Blake and Jenna cornered me at a high-society gala. They mocked my vintage dress, flaunted their "true love," and tried to paint me as an arrogant villain who deserved to lose everything. They thought I would just cry, crumble, and let them destroy my family's legacy to satisfy their pathetic egos. They thought I was just a fragile socialite who would quietly accept defeat. But I didn't shed a single tear. Instead, I looked at the crowd, publicly exposed Blake's reliance on little blue pills, and watched his masculine pride shatter into pieces. Then, I turned my attention to the mysterious, powerful stranger I had impulsively married in a drunken haze the night before. A man whose marriage certificate bore my name, but whose own identity was blacked out by a classified national security redaction./0/62814/coverorgin.jpg?v=507ef41eb1ce5a7f0f4107749b9bb4ca&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revenge Of The Billionaire's Ex-Wife
The Billionaire Betrayed Wife follows Rachael Morgan, an orphan whose search for love leads her into the ruthless world of the Blackwood family. Betrayed by her husband and tormented by her adoptive sister, Rachael's life spirals into chaos when she's cast out and left to survive on the streets, pregnant and alone. Just when all hope seems lost, a mysterious savior from her past rescues her, giving her the chance to heal and rebuild. Years later, she returns stronger, armed with a fierce desire for revenge. With her son by her side, Rachael will stop at nothing to destroy those who shattered her trust-even if it means risking everything to reclaim her life and her power./0/69303/coverorgin.jpg?v=95d47881474bbdaed114680a793f2128&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Just say 'yes'
Ella Anderson's life takes an unexpected turn when her boss, the enigmatic billionaire Enzo Kingston, proposes marriage after a scandalous one-night stand. Pressured by her boyfriend, Jake, to accept the offer and steal Enzo's fortune, Ella finds herself caught between loyalty and temptation. As she navigates a web of deceit, power, and dangerous secrets, Ella's feelings for Enzo begin to grow. But just as she's ready to abandon the plan, she discovers Enzo has known about her betrayal all along. Will Ella choose love and redemption or risk everything for greed? Just Say 'Yes' is a thrilling tale of betrayal, passion, and the ultimate test of loyalty that will leave you breathless until the very last page./1/107588/coverorgin.jpg?v=abbf314ef5c3306f229160157f335907&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married To The Riveted Duke
"...If she gets close to me by chance, I'll be force to separate you from her." He threatened his wife. "If we aren't welcome, we may as well leave your house and go back to where we came from." She replied boldly. "And you think I'll allow you to go that easily?...You're my wife and whatever I say stands. Don't think you can get away from me easily." ******************************************* Rebecca's only desire is to be with the one she thinks loves her. But her heart gets broken when he leaves her and ends the relationship. She conceals her pregnancy and deals with her burden alone. Duke Williams seeks her hand in marriage and marries her, well aware that she is pregnant with another's child. As she lives with her husband, she realizes the true reasons why he had married her. Duke Williams has been her secret admirer, obsessed with her beauty and only wants her for himself. Rebecca's love life gets threatened when her child's father returns and an unexpected ex moves into her husband's house. Will she be able to save everything she loves or let her home fall apart?/0/18689/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe1be3f1be3793a5cdb62d04aef98f8c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Robbed Of Love: Fall Into Charming Doctor's Trap
He walked into her life like a devil out of hell. She lost everything—her first love, her husband, the man she loved with her heart... all thanks to him! But Vincent didn't care. He was prepared to pay any price to get Lydia. He was a kind doctor, whose gentleness melted everyone’s heart. His deep, intoxicating eyes could hypnotize people with just one look. However, this perfect appearance belied the dangerous beast that lurked underneath. Will Lydia be able to escape the clutches of this wolf in sheep's clothing?/0/25178/coverorgin.jpg?v=387beaafb724c95cf589348e935de4ec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Addicted to His Wife
"She spent one night with Simon. Sophie thought she would get rid of his control and cut off their relationship directly, but unexpectedly, he was hunting her all over the city. Finally one day, she was hunted down and brought to him, Simon clinched her jaw and said, “Where’re you trying to go?” Simon curled up a smile when he found hate that flashed in her eyes. Well, it seemed that only if she got well disciplined, she would behave obediently."/0/38156/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1a1786c95bc43e3cbdce33b11d0d16d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sweet Love, Deep Kiss
After a dirty contract was signed, she was caught back to his side and became the noble Mrs. Quan. The next morning, she held her wrist, “Excuse me, Master Quan, are you an electrical man?” “Aren’t you clear about it?” He was an emperor in the business world but loved her to an extreme degree. When her ex got married, the master felt displeased and forced her to go with him! “It’s so windy outside. If I were blown into others’ arms, they wouldn’t return such a cute me.” He pinned her down on the bed, “Who dare touch you? Are they courting death?” When the truth was known to all, she snuggled up to him:” Why do you treat me so well?” “I haven’t got tired of making love with you.”/0/82930/coverorgin.jpg?v=f2bc1889b3d43dd0c1c2b1be74b5032b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Ex's Unseen Son
Her world revolved around the sterile precision of Boston General, a frantic pace that helped Evie outrun a haunting premonitory dream. Then he returned: Dr. Julian Vance, her former fiancé and the brilliant surgeon whose abrupt departure had shattered her four years prior. He wasn't alone; a stunning woman in a pristine white dress, just like her dream, was by his side, introduced as his fiancée. His cool, dismissive gaze, devoid of any shared past, was a stark reminder of their painful ending. He publicly dismissed their intense history as "nothing," twisting the knife of her past, desperate attempt to secure his future. Julian's fiancée, Victoria, a woman straight from Evie' s nightmare, systematically dismantled her reputation, turning colleagues into a whispering gallery of judgment. The final, brutal blow came when Julian, a cardiothoracic genius, coldly refused to operate on Evie' s dying father, abandoning him to succumb to his illness. How could the man she once loved, a man sworn to save lives, deliver such a cruel, calculated act of revenge? Was all their shared history, all her past sacrifice, truly worthless to him, or was this a deeper, colder malice she couldn't comprehend? The raw pain and burning hatred consumed her, every breath a testament to his unforgivable betrayal. With nothing left but fractured dreams and a hollow heart, Evie packed a single bag, determined to outrun Boston, him, and the wreckage of a life defined by his cruelty./0/19338/coverorgin.jpg?v=114004baccc5caa7a8c8a76dd7ef7fe6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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His Unwanted Wife, The Secret Genius
For three years, I played the perfect, obedient wife to the Carlyle-Spencer family, enduring my mother-in-law's icy commands to clean up my husband's messes. But when I went to a high-end bar to bring him home, I found him intimately laughing with Britany, the sister of his deceased first love. She was even wearing a replica of her sister's famous diamond necklace, a blatant provocation aimed right at me. Instead of feeling guilty, my husband looked at me with pure disgust. "Who the hell told you to come here? Don't make a scene." He whispered those venomous words before turning his back on me to escort her home, leaving me to be publicly mocked as the discarded wife. When I calmly handed him a divorce agreement, he laughed in my face. He set an impossible condition, demanding I get both our traditional grandfathers to sign off on it, thinking I was just a desperate woman playing a game. His mother even locked us in the master suite, demanding I provide the family with an heir to fix the scandal. They all thought I was a nobody clinging to their wealth, a fragile doll they could manipulate, trap, and humiliate at will. They didn't know my grandfather had hidden a secret clause in our prenup. Because of Julian's emotional infidelity, I had the right to unilaterally dissolve the marriage and take back my massive dowry with interest. I calmly packed up my hidden Stanford robotics PhD research and prepared to leave this gilded cage, ready to watch his arrogant world crumble./0/80010/coverorgin.jpg?v=245898c0ffd84881cf640f25c71cb92c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Forbes Interview: A Wedding Day Betrayal
I gave him everything. Twelve years of my youth, my full Stanford scholarship, a promising career as an analyst at Goldman Sachs – all sacrificed to build his company, NextGen Solutions, from the ground up. I was his co-founder, his COO, the true architect of his vision, working 80-hour weeks for a mere $65,000 annually while he took all the credit and lived like a king. Then, just seven days before my 30th birthday, Ethan Miller, the man I believed would finally propose, proudly announced in a Forbes interview he was marrying "a woman who dedicated her youth to him" on that very day. My phone exploded with congratulations, everyone convinced he meant me, his childhood sweetheart and loyal partner. But I knew the chilling truth: he was marrying Brittany Hayes, a stunningly incompetent intern, with a lavish Tribeca penthouse and a 10-carat Tiffany diamond bought with "our" company’s funds. I overheard him telling his fraternity brothers he’d “smooth it over” with me later, mocking me as his “free COO” and “total simp” behind my back. The man I had loved and bled for, the one who took every credit and let his friends humiliate me, truly saw me as nothing more than a convenient, disposable resource. His casual cruelty, after all my loyalty and hard work, hardened my heart. On my 30th birthday, wearing my own custom Vera Wang wedding gown, I walked into City Hall. My presence there was not a desperate plea for him, but a silent, deliberate declaration of my freedom. My true fiancé, a man who truly valued me and our future, was already on his way from London./0/86499/coverorgin.jpg?v=2044eec1d95c0be10836809214d941c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Second Chance at a Broken Marriage
My wife, Sarah, was dead. The police called it an accident-a slip in the bathtub. But I knew better. The will reading shattered my world: Sarah left everything to her daughter, Emily, the life insurance, the house, every penny. I was left with nothing. Then came the final blow. Her last request was to be buried next to her ex-husband, Robert. A letter, stained with pink, revealed a suicide pact between them. "Some loves are meant to last forever," she wrote, a cruel blade twisting in the wound of my twenty-year marriage. The woman I had loved, the life I had built for her and her daughter, evaporated into a bitter lie. I was merely a bank, an ATM for her and her old flame. Emily, the child I raised, looked at me with chilling indifference. "Get out," she snarled. "This is my house now." I felt the floor drop out from under me. The rage, the betrayal, it all consumed me. Then, a sharp pain, blood... and darkness. I jolted awake, not dead but in my own bed, sunlight streaming through the window. It was October 12th, 2011, the fifth year of our marriage. I was back. The illusion shattered, the game reset. And this time, I knew all the rules./0/70601/coverorgin.jpg?v=74462a7f56919783ea7531697c3f9ace&imageMogr2/format/webp)
