Romance Books for Women
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Cruel Elite - A Mafia Romance
Two years ago, Noah Boone broke my heart. This semester, he's coming to break the rest of me. Noah Boone is a cruel, gorgeous beast. He's got a head full of darkness... And a heart dead-set on revenge. For two years, we've lived by a single rule. Pretend the past never happened. But with one semester left at Ravenlake Academy, that truce has come to a sudden end. Our secrets are coming to light. The twisted sins that bind us together. I'm left with an impossible choice: Submit to the bully who ruined my world... Or watch in fear as he ruins what's left./1/119281/coverorgin.jpg?v=9af567a4e83d81df42416cb31e80b398&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dangerous Vows:Good Morning, My Lady
Eleonore Lowe knew that Avon Montgomery had loved another woman-and that he had never let her go. For six years of marriage, he never once touched her. She had long accepted that he wished her gone. But when a car accident left her teetering on the edge of death, Avon was there. He grabbed her hand, his voice raw and trembling with fury. "How dare you," he snarled. "Eight years ago, you fought your way into my bed. You stole the title of Mrs. Montgomery and held onto it for six years. And now you want to leave without a word-without even telling me?" His grip tightened, his eyes burning with something she had never seen before. "Eleonore, how can you be so cruel?"/0/87485/coverorgin.jpg?v=af14b93a878b039ca88f949b218f1868&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Deception, Her Redemption
The silence in our house was heavy, broken only by the sound of my husband' s brother being lowered into the ground. A month later, the silence was replaced by something worse. My brother-in-law' s widow, Falon, was pregnant, and my husband, Cyrus, decided she was moving in with us. "It' s for the baby, Kelsey," he said, his voice flat. He didn't look at me. He was looking at Falon, who stood by the door with her single suitcase, looking pale and fragile. "She needs support. It' s my brother' s child." I watched as Falon slowly, subtly, began to take over my life. She' d wait outside the bathroom with a fresh towel for Cyrus, claiming it was habit. She' d knock on our bedroom door late at night, feigning nightmares, pulling Cyrus away for hours of "comfort." The breaking point came when I heard Cyrus massaging her swollen feet, just as her late husband used to. I dropped the knife I was holding. It clattered against the counter. I wanted to hear Cyrus say no. I wanted him to tell her that was inappropriate, that I was his wife. Instead, I heard his low, soothing voice. "Of course, Falon. Just put them up here." I had given up everything for him, becoming a "pick-me" girl, constantly seeking his approval. Now, watching him cater to her every whim, I realized I didn't even recognize the woman staring back at me in the mirror. That night, I called my father. "Dad," I said, my voice shaking. "I want a divorce."/1/125770/coverorgin.jpg?v=8b3add4c090c648fae546c72ef3166cf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Returning To Ruin My Cheating NHL Husband
On our third anniversary, I stood outside a luxury restaurant, holding a limited-edition watch for my husband, Liam. Through the window, I saw him intimately wiping cream from the lips of his first love, Clara. Just as I realized the diamond bracelet on her wrist was the one he lied about, a violent cramp ripped through my eight-month pregnant belly, and blood soaked my dress. "Liam... I'm bleeding," I gasped into the phone in agony. "I'm not falling for these games," he coldly replied, hanging up as Clara laughed in the background. I almost died on the operating table during an emergency C-section, spending my first night as a mother completely alone. While my premature daughter fought for her life in the NICU, Liam was busy sleeping with Clara, eventually bringing her to my home to wear my bathrobe and drink from my glass. When my best friend confronted him, he confidently claimed I was just throwing a tantrum on a Caribbean vacation. He couldn't even recognize me when we crossed paths right in the hospital hallway. The man I loved was dead to me. He later called, demanding I come home to play the perfect pregnant wife for an important family dinner. I didn't cry, and I didn't ask for a simple divorce. Instead, I strapped on a hyper-realistic silicone pregnant belly and smiled. If they wanted the devoted, pregnant Sterling wife, I would give them the performance of a lifetime before burning their world to the ground./1/116361/coverorgin.jpg?v=ef6f75c1ea02a245ac9b2554852919e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn: Wooing My Cold Outcast Savior
Gisele woke up bleeding and broken in the suffocating heat of the 1970s timber woods, just inches away from the deadly fangs of a black adder. As foreign memories crashed into her modern mind, she realized she had transmigrated into the body of an absolute fool. The only reason she was in this dangerous forest was to fetch wild game for Chauncey Beck, a spoiled city boy who treated her like a pathetic servant. The inherited memories made her stomach churn. She saw herself stealing her mother's emergency cash to buy him expensive gifts, while he offered nothing but fake smiles. She saw her family starving themselves to send him premium rations, which he secretly traded for imported coffee. Worse, she remembered publicly humiliating Ernest Jenkins, the impoverished town outcast—the very same man who had just thrown a machete to save her life from the snake, only to walk away in cold disgust. A visceral wave of shame and anger choked her. How could the original owner be so incredibly blind? She had risked her life for a parasitic leech who refused to get his shoes muddy, while treating her fiercely loyal family and her true savior like absolute garbage. But the old, foolish Gisele died in the dirt of those woods. Carried back to the safety of the farmhouse, she looked dead into her father's eyes and delivered the kill shot. "I will never marry Chauncey Beck. Cut off his food and his desk job today." It was time to starve the leech, repay her debts, and clean house./0/81645/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5a8879578e9391d866b1a9d1122edf2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Old? Watch Me Build An Empire
On our twelfth anniversary, I spent hours preparing a perfect dinner for Mark, Apex Digital CEO. I' d given up my tech career, believing we were building our grand future together. He arrived three hours late, reeking of expensive perfume. He dismissed my efforts, glued to his phone. Next morning, his assistant, Brittany, flaunted a designer watch-a gift from him-in a "candid" Instagram post. Then, her email: an ultrasound, CC' d to me, taunting me about Mark' s excitement for "a real family" and calling me "too old." "You' re getting on a bit for a family now, aren' t you?" Mark sneered, openly confirming his affair. He gaslit me, claiming I let my career go, while his multi-million dollar Apex empire was secretly founded on my stolen intellectual property from our original startup. "Too old." "Real family." The words burned. He' d betrayed me, built his success on my forgotten genius, then casually cast me aside. The injustice was profound: how could the man I loved claim my life' s work and discard me so callously? As despair threatened, my grandmother Eleanor' s wisdom echoed: "Always have your own nest egg. And keep copies." She' d meticulously preserved my original patent filings. Mark' s "buyout" was a sham; Apex was my brainchild. A powerful spark ignited. It was time not just for divorce, but to reclaim what was mine and dismantle his fraudulent empire./0/18053/coverorgin.jpg?v=ea9b2867f96103440869e2773e59247e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Rose
Abused. Tortured. Forced. Who would have known that she is worth a million dollars? Elia Dominic Morello, an experienced killer and also professionally known as someone who is in the Mafia. His dark stormy eyes have saw violence, his tanned rough hands have done violence and his perky full lips have said threats of death. He had gone through pain . . . suffering and all the possibility of making him stronger. All her ever did was for the sake of his family and his loved ones. His selfishness was to keep them safe without having to deal with the possibility of dying, with each passing day but it all changed when he found the ONE. Rose, beautiful yet prickly. She was like roses, indeed. But, she was also the woman he'd risk his entire life for . . . no matter the circumstances./1/119930/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e2571122ccdfc50dc17d9b8c9c90bd7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mistaken Identity: The Cold CEO's Runaway Lover
The location tag on Aubree's phone showed her fiancé intimately hugging a blonde woman at a trendy bar. Numb with betrayal, she rushed there to drown her sorrows, only to drunkenly mistake a towering stranger for a generic cheating scumbag. She publicly cursed him out, threw ice water at his chest, and somehow ended up in his penthouse for a wild one-night stand. The next morning, he coldly offered to hire her as his public girlfriend. "I would rather set myself on fire than ever see you again." Humiliated, Aubree fled barefoot into the city, vowing to bury the toxic secret forever. But a week later, the stranger walked into her company's conference room. He was Julian Sterling, the ruthless billionaire CEO who held her entire department's funding in his hands. He used his absolute power to corner her, forcing her to be his sole contact, and summoned her to his penthouse in the dead of night just to punish her with a brutal, demanding kiss. But just as she was trapped in his aggressive game, she found a bold red lipstick and an embroidered silk scarf belonging to another woman in his sports car. Aubree felt a wave of profound, soul-crushing exhaustion. Why did this tyrant use his wealth to force his way into her life, only to hide another woman behind her back just like her ex? Looking at the undeniable evidence, all her fear and anger were replaced by pure, clinical disgust. Without a single word, she stepped out of his car and walked away into the night, completely severing ties and ready to fight back against the billionaire's control./0/69316/coverorgin.jpg?v=48017e98f925fe0c16bc5a11cb289a72&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Romantic Homicide
Sarah thought her marriage was her chance at happiness after a lifetime of hardship. She believed Jake, her husband, loved her, but dark secrets emerge, exposing that she is only a stand-in for Isabel, his brother's wife. Isabel, a woman who took over Sarah's life and stole her chance at gratitude, controls Sarah's world with manipulation and cruelty. As Sarah's pregnancy and plans to escape unravel, she discovers a way out with the surprising return of a man thought lost forever. But can she escape the cage they've built around her, or is it too late?/0/82294/coverorgin.jpg?v=81c35212b288798e5c3f3dc1ec304677&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Love, Only Ruin
My father was jailed, our family disgraced. To save my dying mother, I married Ethan Blackwood, the CEO who ruined us. Our cold wedding; Ethan instantly declared it no love match. My father died a week later. I begged for mercy, but Ethan revealed my father drove his own to suicide-now I was his prisoner, his gilded cage. For five years, I lived as a beautiful facade, a tormented shadow. Ethan's relentless abuse, and his mistress Isabelle, a venomous fixture. Pregnant, a faint hope stirred. But Isabelle faked illness, accusing me of poison. Ethan believed her. He forced an injection, and I lost our child. My world shattered. That last glimmer of light extinguished. My mother' s pact became a cruel joke. He made me swallow contraceptives, then burned the small memorial I made for our son. "He was your son too!" I screamed. "How could you?" Truly nothing left. I walked out and climbed to the Starlight Observation Deck, ready to jump. Ethan appeared, frantic, revealing our son' s actual ashes were safe. Too late. "I'm tired, Ethan. So tired," I whispered, then jumped. I survived, but my will to live was gone. Ethan finally saw the monster he' d become, his revenge's devastating price. He begged for atonement. But as snow fell, my last words: "If there's a next life, let's not meet."/0/18702/coverorgin.jpg?v=cdc3836afe844f277505086e6fa57f9c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Conquer Billionaire After Rebirth
Emily, being the designated successor of her multi-million family business, was used to having all eyes on her. However, it all changed in one night when she had caught her fiance cheating on her with her sister. Not only did he left her, but he even laughed at the thought of ever loving someone like her. Everyone had betrayed her that night, and as her sister smashed her skull, Emily found herself dying and moving back to ten years ago. With another chance at life, she would make them all pay. She would stop at nothing to make all their lives a living hell./0/25191/coverorgin.jpg?v=45e08b39fc47c477447ab70178f70e4a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Lifelong Love
Before Edward proposed to Mary, they had only met each other for three days. Their first meeting was in the hijacked aeroplane, where Mary hit Edward before she was saved from the hijackers by him. After getting rid of the danger, Mary just found that Edward is the CEO of the most powerful corporation in the world. Being stopped in her place, she thought Edward was about to take revenge, however, to her surprise, Edward proposed to her with rose and diamond.../0/85863/coverorgin.jpg?v=35ebd10de9e494171137029aaf313c37&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Wife's Deadly Deception
The memory of our eighth anniversary was burned into my mind, a perfect image of how my life fell apart. My wife, Olivia, tearfully confessed to a one-night stand, blaming her assistant, Leo. She even picked up a shard of broken wine glass and dragged it across her arm. I loved her, and consumed by my own pain and desperate to save our marriage, I chose to believe her. Two years later, Leo sat across from me in a coffee shop, smug, and ready to shatter my world. "She played you for a fool, Ethan," he said, sliding a thick manila envelope across the table. Inside were photographs: Olivia and Leo, together, smiling, happy. Three years. A timeline that meant she was with him even before she "confessed." Then came the final blow: "Our son, Ethan. He's a year old now. Looks just like me." My world tilted, every intimate moment, every shared smile, every "I love you" of the past three years twisting into a grotesque lie. When I confronted Olivia, her response was chilling, laced with a casual defiance that curdled my blood. "The Hayes family doesn't do divorce," she said, her voice dropping to a low, chilling tone. "We only get widowed." The woman I loved was a monster, seeing me as a tool, an obstacle in her elaborate scheme. Trapped, I knew I couldn't fight her family's power. There was only one person who could help me disappear so completely she would think I was dead. I dialed the number to my estranged sister, Sarah, the family ghost./0/38169/coverorgin.jpg?v=6de593629e0252b815002ded8b57ecab&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Second Marrige of Deserted Concubine
She, a beautiful and innocent girl, was harshly kicked away by her ungrateful fiancé. Later, under the arrangement of the emperor, she married the Prince "Wolf" whom everyone shunned. She had meant to spend her life peacefully. But unfortunately, she was decreed to get married for the second time, and was reduced to get involved in a dispute between the nine princes in the empire. Facing her crippled, blood-coughing, poisoned fiancé, she smiled shallowly: I'm going to make you come back to life in my hands! Her fiancé, confronted with his gentle, elegant and beautiful fiancée, spat out his words coldly: If someone bullies you, I will make him living like hell! If God bullies you, I will turn this world into hell!/0/22271/coverorgin.jpg?v=c459e18bb00076c6f4dac581b04d237f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
For all the right reasons
Worlds collide when Nia Edwards; a struggling black woman — comes across Jacob Harvey; a widower and full-time father of two who returns from his journey of self-preservation and no doubt falters into her life without due warning. This causes a stir in the balance of both contrasting worlds and for the first time in a long while, Nia feels a glint of true happiness. However what she fails to realize is that nothing comes without a price, and sometimes, we aren't willing to pay the cost./1/121228/coverorgin.jpg?v=377dbda74e5ef417c38991336d082dc0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fake Wife's Billionaire Heiress Comeback
Chloe went to the Records Office to get a copy of her marriage certificate, hoping to end a petty cold war with her husband of two years. Instead, the clerk looked at her with bored pity and stated there was no record of them. Her marriage was a fake; her certificate was a counterfeit. Panicking, she rushed to Julian's executive office, only to overhear him comforting her former college advisor, Seraphina. "Julian, we've been secretly married for five years," Seraphina cried. "How much longer do I have to wait?" "Darling, it's almost over," Julian's soothing voice echoed. "As soon as the IPO is complete, I'll 'divorce' Chloe. She got us the investors we needed. Her purpose is served." Chloe's blood turned to ice. For two years, she had endured his mother calling her a "barren hen." She had forced down bitter herbal teas and cried in the dark, believing his gentle lies that she was defective. Every shared meal, every whispered promise, was a meticulously crafted scam to use her as a disposable tool. But Julian didn't know that Chloe had just received a life-altering call from an estate lawyer. She is not a humble orphan. Her biological father, the legendary billionaire Marcus Sterling, had just passed away and named her the sole heir to his entire empire. A terrifying calm washed over her as a cold smile touched her lips. The game was on./0/86512/coverorgin.jpg?v=169ec0cd2b2ec43d36a201a4b13ff8b9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Devotion To Despair: His Regret
My mother' s dying wish was for me, Sarah Miller, to marry Ethan Hayes. But every time we tried, his housekeeper' s daughter, Jessica Stone, found a way to stop it. Then, after Jessica was involved in a car accident, Ethan manipulated me into taking the blame, promising to marry me once I was released. I served three years in prison for a crime I didn' t commit, holding onto his promise like a prayer. But when I got out, everything shattered. Ethan was marrying Jessica, and my mother was dead. At the hospital, I overheard Jessica gloat, revealing she had deliberately cut off my mother' s medical payments, leading to her death. Blinded by rage, I confronted Jessica, only to be violently pushed down a flight of stairs by Ethan himself. He cradled Jessica, treating me like trash, and coldly declared he truly wanted to marry her. Heartbroken, I ended our engagement on the spot. Later, I arrived at their wedding, carrying my mother' s urn. Jessica' s mother, in a fit of rage, snatched the urn and brutally shattered it, stomping on my mother' s ashes while security guards physically assaulted me. Ethan arrived, but instead of helping, he accused me of ruining his wedding. Then, a phone call revealed the truth: my mother had died because her medical payments were cut off. I screamed at Ethan, exposing Jessica' s evil, leaving him at his chaotic wedding. Ethan, once the man I adored, now stood exposed as a heartless stranger. His blindness and betrayal fueled a fire within me. I vowed to uncover every lie, every hidden cruelty, and make them pay for destroying my life and my mother' s memory./0/74832/coverorgin.jpg?v=a926ad7325e7aa4eb992ea4d5f13736f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The heirs of the devil
The heirs of the devil Summary Adeline a young prostitute woman by profession fell pregnant after a hot night with one of her customers that she did not even know about a face but only as a nickname since everything had happened in the dark. Accustomed to always ensuring that her customers were protecting himself before the act, she had not been what had passed through her head tonight and she had agreed to make love with this unknown without protection as she was grayed by her build and her coldness ... A few months after when she learned for her pregnancy, she decided to drop her life of prostitution in order to devote herself only to her children, she put in the world of triplets, nothing but boys, she loved her children and was ready for them ... She had changed his life and lived her life as a single mother without problem until the day her children fell seriously ill at the same time at the age of a year ... Everything became complicated for her when in the hospital the doctor taught her that her children needed blood in the twenty -four hours to follow otherwise they were likely to die, since she was not from the same blood group the doctor asked that the father of the children was very likely because he was very likely because he was very likely because that her children ... What to do? The young woman was totally distraught, she no longer knew what to do, she did not know the father of her children nicknamed the devil physically ... Everything became even more complicated for her when she appeared in front of the coldest billionaire in Italy who uttered this sentence towards her after putting her eyes on her children ... "" I will save my children and then I will make you infernal life "" What will happen to his life in the hands of this devil? Are they going to hear each other one day and in addition to love himself?/0/65423/coverorgin.jpg?v=8859f6bd4be1c6cd169432198a0e60fd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mr. Ceo Wants Me
MATURE CONTENT: 18+ This book contains mature content. Readers are advised to be at least 18+ as some themes may be inappropriate or triggering for certain audiences. --- After years of guarding her heart, Aria Vale agrees to a no-strings-attached arrangement with Elliot Blackthorne, the cold and ruthless CEO of Blackthorne Atelier, the world's leading luxury fashion house. But when Elliot's manipulative ex-fiancée, Selene Cross, returns to reclaim her place in his life, Aria is forced to confront her growing feelings and the man who refuses to admit his own./0/24218/coverorgin.jpg?v=dfb7f0e1075da74d7513b5b2d25b9e9b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
