Romance Books for Women
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Threads of Love
Lila Rose is a struggling fashion designer who needs a miracle to save her family's clothing brand. When she gets a chance to collaborate with a luxury hotel chain for a new line of resort wear, she thinks her prayers are answered. But there's a catch: the owner of the chain is her ex-fiancé, the man who left her at the altar six years ago. He is a hotelier who is trying to clear his name from a fraud scandal that threatens his empire. He still loves Lila and wants to win her back. But he has a secret that could destroy everything they have. As they work together to create a stunning collection of resort wear, they rekindle their passion and friendship. But their past, their rivals, and a shocking revelation put their relationship to the test. Will they be able to forgive and trust each other again? Will they be able to risk their hearts for a second chance at love? Threads Of Love is a contemporary romance novel that will take you on a roller coaster ride of emotions, glamor, and suspense. It is a story of betrayal and redemption, of secrets and lies, and of fashion and love./0/31688/coverorgin.jpg?v=6777944917da20a37ca6c0f3a52c6a11&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Who's my baby's father?
Twenty three years old Elena, who doesn't have any education, lives with her poor Aunt. She’s a street dancer and singer. She dances and sings to make end meets. Unexpectedly, life throws her into the Royal palace of Peoria, a small British country. She’s torn between two princes, one who loves her dearly and the other who just wants to use her. After a passionate night with her prince charming, she was found in bed without another man few days later. What will she do when she’s accused of commiting adultery? What will she do when she becomes pre.gnant and can’t decide who her child’s father is?/0/85871/coverorgin.jpg?v=7b9fa8f4a2a481cdba28e30e637da93f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blinded By Her Betrayal
The scent of lilies was thick, sweet, and suffocating. It was my wedding day, a grand affair Chloe had meticulously planned, even insisting on a custom-designed lighting fixture for the venue. Then the world exploded: metal twisted, glass shattered, and a crushing impact stole my sight, leaving me in a terrifying void. Chloe stayed by my side, weeping as the doctors delivered their grim prognosis: permanent blindness. She promised to be my "eyes," to take care of me, and swore our extravagant wedding would still happen, a beacon of eternal devotion. Her words were a lifeline in the suffocating dark, and I clung to them, believing in a future where her love would guide me. But then, the flickers started, ghost images resolving into light. My sight was returning, yet an instinct deep inside told me to keep it a secret. I continued to play the blind man, observing, listening, hidden in plain sight. One evening, feigning sleep, I heard Chloe whisper to Mark Stone, her brother-in-law. "Are you sure this was the only way?" she asked. "It was the cleanest way," he murmured, "An accident. Now he's helpless. He'll never find out about us." My heart stopped as I saw Mark kiss her-long and deep-before they spoke of my "inheritance" and a future built on my ruin. They planned it all: the accident, my blindness, my slow, humiliating descent into a "charity case" to be exploited. The betrayal was a physical blow, a cold, black void far worse than any darkness they thought they' d cast me into. They thought me a sightless fool, an easy target. They had no idea who I truly was, or what I was capable of. A silent, burning rage ignited within me, hardening into an unbreakable resolve. They wanted a show? I would give them one tonight at the wedding-a spectacle they would never forget, where their carefully constructed lies would unravel./0/86520/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b2e319b2a59e38eb75a71674e8d3805&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Perfect Wife to Unseen Shadow
The flight back was five hours shorter than planned. I finished the project ahead of schedule, a rare win in the world of architecture. I planned to surprise my husband, David, who for ten years, no matter how late, would wait up for me. Instead, I found him with his assistant, Emily, who was pregnant with his child. Then I heard him casually telling his friends that I was "too delicate" for children, and he planned to trick me into raising his illegitimate child as our adopted one. My perfect marriage was a joke. Every gesture of his "love" became poison. On our anniversary, he left me at dinner to rush to Emily's side, while she taunted me with pictures of her matching "Love-ly" bracelet and her growing stomach. The humiliation was a physical thing, hot and suffocating. He thought my acceptance of his lies was fatigue. He thought his performance had convinced me. He thought he had everything: his wife, his mistress, his child, all neatly arranged. But he had no idea that in that moment, he had lost it all. I smiled, and made a decision. I would disappear from his life. But not before he paid for what he had done./1/108907/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260415015255&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Unwritten Wife
My name is Eleanor Whitmore, and I was sent to destroy him. Sebastian Calloway: cold, brilliant, untouchable. Britain's most powerful tech billionaire. A man whose fiancée died in a "perfectly clean" car accident... weeks before seventy-three million dollars vanished from his company. My job was simple: expose him. Instead, he offered me his last name. A contract marriage. One year. No love. No trust. No turning back. He says he's being framed. He says his fiancée was murdered. He says I'm in danger. I don't believe powerful men. But when someone tries to silence me, I realize the truth is darker than I imagined. Now I'm living in his penthouse. Wearing his ring. Sleeping in his bed. Pretending to be his wife. The world thinks I belong to him. The terrifying part? I'm starting to want to. And if I fall for the man I was supposed to destroy... It won't just ruin my career. It might get us both killed./0/65431/coverorgin.jpg?v=048f43131d46ce2fbaf834a169cc2640&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Bride (Married by Mistake)
A loveless marriage, a stone cold husband and a brutal arrogant man was what destiny brought before Ava Leon. Her marriage was an arranged mistake, she was his unwanted bride and he was her stone hearted husband. He treated her like a filth until he found a convenient reason to have her sent to prison. But something went wrong and the woman that stood before him few years later has same features to his late wife. She died, yes, he had her given a proper funeral and everyone mourned her death but another version of her just emerged. Who's this fellow, looking explicitly like his dead wife. Was she cloned or was she a twin that no one knows about? Ava Leon was dead and Aurora Blake has been reborn. Tables turn, personality merges with identity and when things ought to get easier, nah, it got tougher. The death of Ava Leon was not going to be spared by the birth of Aurora Blake. The former was a servant , the latter is an heiress. "On your knees, Adrian Lester!..."/0/24226/coverorgin.jpg?v=c63f3a9bdf90c89797aba46f4dd552f2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Odde To Michael
What does it mean when someone tells you, Stop staring at a dead star. Melissa Campbell learned the answer too late. She is a celebrated lawyer, feared and respected by many-but her life took a 360 degree turn upon the arrival of a Man. The same man whom she saw as the one that got away, and in the midst of her blindness, she became a woman that she swore never to become. Will she find her way back, or will she completely drown in a world full of lies and deceit?/0/84898/coverorgin.jpg?v=800129c5a5ab7931db234900d06340f7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's Cruel Comeback
Seven years ago, I was Jocelyn Fuller, a girl desperate for love, standing in front of Ethan Lester' s apartment, begging him not to leave. He looked down at me, his face cold, and uttered words that shattered my world: "Don't be naive, Jocelyn. We're from different worlds." He took the money my father offered and vanished, leaving me so broken I tried to end my life twice. The devastation didn't just fade; it festered, hardening me into the CEO of Fuller Properties, a name synonymous with power in New York real estate. Now, Ethan Lester stands outside my skyscraper, looking up with desperate hope, roles agonizingly reversed. I made him wait for five hours in the freezing wind, just as I had waited for him, relishing the chilling echo of my past pain. I wanted to know why he had abandoned me, why he chose money over our love, and why he looked so utterly defeated now. This time, the game was on my terms, and his payment was just beginning in a meticulously cruel revenge./0/66080/coverorgin.jpg?v=f8158959762f15ad95e729919c583399&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hearts On The Horizon
At 28, Clara Fitzgerald is finally on her way up. A small-town girl with big dreams, she's moved to New York City for her shot at success, working as a business analyst for a famous hotel chain. All she has to do is make an impression-and not let anything, or anyone, stand in her way. But then she meets Elliot Grant. Elliot, the heir to Grant Hotels, has been preparing his whole life to run the company. Tradition and family mean everything to him, and he's not about to let an outsider like Clara come in and change it all. She wants to shake things up; he wants to keep things exactly as they are. Clara makes a plan: focus on work, ignore the sparks flying between her and Elliot, and prove herself. She didn't come all this way to get distracted by romance. It sounds simple, but... Can she stand her ground when Elliot argues with her at every turn? Will she risk everything to uncover the truth about a family scandal that could destroy the company? And as things get even more complicated, can she keep her feelings for Elliot out of it? Clara's plans start to crack as she gets closer to Elliot. And soon, she realizes her future at Grant Hotels isn't just about business anymore-it's about risking her heart./0/18386/coverorgin.jpg?v=3f1ff9996e43c0dc603796811962b720&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Personal Seductress
I entered inside his cabin with my heart beating with high speed and I saw him sitting in his chair and reading some files "Good morning sir this is ashley conor your new secretary appinted by Mrs. William" I spoke in professional tone and listening to my voice he looked towards me and when he saw me he looked at me for a second and then he smirked at me which made me confused. He then stood up from his place and moved closer to me with the smirk still on his face and this is making me confused what is wrong with this man "the work I assign you to do now is go to Mrs. William and tell her that she need to conduct an interview again for the PA post" he spoke and i looked at him with a shocked face and seeing my face he smirked again "don't worry you will still work for me but not as my PA but as my PS" he spoke and I looked at him still confused. i didn't realize when I was struck between him and wall. "what is role of PS sir?" i asked him gaining my voice "that's for me to know and you to follow" he spoke giving me a wink and then again moved towards his chair/1/120263/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7cae91e9bee76ba71a621b0551d9127&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Ex-Husband: My Tycoon Protector
When the anonymous photo arrived, Courtney finally saw the undeniable proof of her husband Jordan's infidelity. But his PR chief marched into her penthouse, threatening to cut off her dying brother's life support if she didn't branded. To protect the billionaire family's stock price, she was branded with the exact same butterfly tattoo as Jordan's mistress. Bleeding and numb, she was shoved in front of the press, forced to bare her collarbone and lie to the world that she was the woman in the leaked kissing photo. Later, when the mistress maliciously pushed her into a deep pool at a gala, Jordan dove in without hesitation. But he swam right past his drowning wife to rescue his mistress, who was merely standing in the shallow end. For five years, she had endured his blatant affairs just to pay her brother's medical bills. Why did she have to carve away her own flesh and dignity for a man who treated her worse than a stray dog? As she dragged her soaking, freezing body out of the water, the last ember of her devotion died. She picked up her phone and called Hayes Rich, the most ruthless billionaire in Manhattan. "I'm ready to sign your marriage contract," she said coldly. "But I want to burn my husband's empire to the ground."/0/21955/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f85b3703032b7898cbcc257b0adabf7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Addiction
Alyssa Hall, A young adult who lived in her small world of shuffling between schooling, working and taking care of her sick sister. Carlo Morris, A devilishly handsome billionaire, Does whatever he wants to whomever he feels like, He believed only in money and power, Those two forces drove his world. As much as Carlo craved to have Alyssa on his bed, she kept running away from him —refusing to be a rich man's prey. But what happens when love brings them together and they can't run away from what they feel? Until he met her, He never knew what Love was. Until she met him, She never knew love could have a deeper meaning than just lustfully crushing over a beautiful man. She became his addiction, But can he ever be with her?/0/92036/coverorgin.jpg?v=b6ac9173c7c61529ff585514f3dfb7c3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rebecca's broken vows
I wished i could tell him how much just his phone call meant to me and how relieved it made me feel. I hadn't realized the tears had begun to roll from my eyes again. "Mrs Rebecca,...?"Drew's concerned voice cloaked my ears. But the sobs had only grown deeper. "Mrs. Rebecca speak to me ...please." But i couldn't. Drew would never approve of my aborting a baby i had fallen deeply in love with. "Fuck it Rebecca! Tell me where the fuck you are!" His desperation struck me and impulsively i cried out loud. "The hospital! My voice shook. When Rebecca discovers she is pregnant, she brings it to her derricks notice, her husband. Who however instructs her to terminate the pregnancy even when she had initial interest of keeping the baby. But she must protect her marriage by fulfilling derricks wishes. What then happens when tragedy strikes and Rebecca is left at the mercy of her greek godlike driver? Laying a foundation of hidden truths, lies, betrayal and misconceptions. Will Rebecca still be willing to go the extra length to save or sabotage her marriage?/0/47911/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260525194659&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Man She Desire
"Can we just forget that? I want you to forget what happened last night, that was a mistake!" She shouted at me, she's angry. Now I know why she's blushing, it's because she's angry but— what does she say? Forget? Immediately my head heated up because of what she said. "Mistake? Forget? how can I forget that moment whenever I will see my bed your naked body was the one who I always see there? ”I shouted at her, I am now mad. I slowly approached her. I saw how her cute eyes forms into a big circle when I step closer, once again. "D-Demeur ..." she called my name sweetly. That would have worked for me if I was in the right frame of mind but I'm angry now. I am now mad because of what have she said. "How can I forget that whenever I will close my eyes your lovely moan were the one I will here?" I asked her. "C-Can you p-please stop–" "How can I forget that when my body and mind is always looking for you? Tell me Anaya, how can I forget that night? How can I forget that baby?"/0/86196/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ac5513bf72aed011d36525bd5bdbdf8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Mother's Strength, A Wife's Fall
The first thing I noticed was the ultrasound picture on my kitchen island, a grainy image signaling a future I never saw coming. My husband, David, looked pale, and beside him, his intern, Lily, barely legal and with a hand protectively over her flat stomach, smiled triumphantly. "I' m pregnant," Lily announced, "It' s David' s." The words shattered 15 years of my life. David, the man I' d sacrificed everything for, couldn' t meet my eyes. He mumbled about it "just happening." Then my fifteen-year-old adopted son, Alex, walked past me and handed Lily a glass of water, telling her, "You should sit down." He looked at me, his young face hard. "Mom, just listen. Dad made a mistake. Lily is scared. We need to be adults about this." The shock was a physical blow. Not just my husband, but my son, my Alex, was against me. Lily, seeing her advantage, spoke with false sincerity. "Sarah, I don' t want to break up your family. We can make this work. I can live here. You can help me with the baby." The audacity left me breathless. She wanted me to raise my husband' s illegitimate child in my home. My perfectly curated world dissolved into chaos. David, Lily, and Alex stood there, a new family, and I was the inconvenient, old piece. A profound cold dread spread through me. This wasn' t a crack; it was a demolition. Seven years ago, I had taken the fall for David' s career-ending mistake, losing my architectural license and, due to the stress, an ectopic pregnancy that left me unable to have children naturally. David had promised, "You are all the family I will ever need." Now, he fawned over Lily. My sacrifices, my body, my love-none of it was enough. Alex admitted he' d been covering for David and Lily for months, helping them meet. "Maybe if you were a better wife, none of this would have happened," Alex declared, his eyes full of contempt. "Maybe if you paid more attention to Dad instead of your work, he wouldn't have needed someone else." That was the final blow. I looked at their united faces. My heart didn' t just break, it turned to dust. "Get out of my house," I said, my voice dead. "All of you. I want nothing to do with you, or with it." David was speechless. I calmly opened the bottom drawer of my desk and pulled out a manila envelope. "I want a divorce," I stated, placing the papers on the coffee table. The words were final. Alex scoffed, "You have nothing without him. Where would you even go?" David tried to placate me, then offered me the house, asking me not to fight for the rest of the assets-for the baby' s sake. Then came the ultimate insult. "I think it would be best if you found somewhere else to stay," he said. "Lily' s pregnancy… all this stress isn' t good for her. Or the baby." He was kicking me out of my own home, the sanctuary I had built, to make room for his mistress. A bone-deep sadness settled over me. It wasn' t my home anymore; it was a house full of strangers. "Fine," I whispered. "I' ll be gone by the end of the week." My choice was made./0/38502/coverorgin.jpg?v=4a76ee46a1992945a1e596f1d720fb76&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Playful Destiny Alyanna
I am Alynna Valdez, Ynna for short, 20 years old, 3rd Year College Student (Journalism is the course) and Part-time Photojournalist. I grew up in a broken family, and since I was the eldest, I had to be responsible for the four youngest siblings. Resourceful in everything. Has a sense of humor mixed with sarcasm. Accustomed to hardship, because I combine studying and working. I am independent and outgoing when it comes to personality. I am not artistic in body, I am simply dressed; "cowboy" in everything. I'm a bit mestiza, 5'1" tall; shoulder-length layered hair. I have a slim build and like to do yoga to relax myself. It's a bit hard to please especially when it comes to men. I'm a natural lover but I've had swimming trauma due to an incident in the past where I almost drowned./0/19684/coverorgin.jpg?v=424ec19b2bde84f16c80ef94c5a5928d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Our unlucky stars
When Nancy found out her long term boyfriend had been cheating on her with her stepsister, she decided to forget everything by getting drunk in a night bar Being the richest and cutest young ceo in the country,Elliot had been a force everyone wanted to reckon with..As the two meet, a mixed feeling of obsession romance and irresistible lust comes in/0/64458/coverorgin.jpg?v=38372f7920e5d565f7a68eae7f227e33&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BALLERINA'S ACADEMY
Chloe's life was shattered around her. The life she once knew, filled with promises and joy, had been shattered beyond repair when her dance student, Kim Carson, started having affairs with her husband, Fedrick Huo. They both teamed up to maltreat Chloe which resulted in the death of her baby. Chloe miraculously survived the accident but had a serious face crash which resulted in changing her face. After spending a long time in the hospital and building herself, Chloe applied to be a dance tutor to Kim Carson in preparation for her wedding with Fredrick. But Chloe didn't come for the job, but revenge. On the verge of seeking revenge against her ex-husband and his mistress, she uncovered a sad truth about the death of her parents, leaving her questioning everything she thought she knew about her past. What truth did she find out? And how would she scale through this dark path where she has to fight Fedrick, Kim, and murderers alone?/0/86845/coverorgin.jpg?v=83a50241782d58c11005b5ef41a104a0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mrs. Sterling, Look, He truly Dotes On Her
My husband, Liam Sterling, once held me like a fragile, precious thing. Three years into our marriage, his touch turned to ice. He led Chloe Miller, the interior designer he now obsessed over, into our home. Today was her wedding day, a cruel game to force his hand. On my knees in a rust-scented warehouse, Liam' s gentle fingers stroked my neck. He smiled, but glacial eyes demanded Chloe' s wedding address. I pleaded, "I don' t know where her wedding is, Liam. She' s setting me up. She' s lying." He sneered, "Chloe was right, as usual. You' re just jealous of her." Then he brought out my brother, Ben, bound and gagged. Five snarling Dobermans lunged, their barks hungry. Liam whispered, his lips brushing my cheek, "If you don' t give me the wedding location, your brother will have a little 'playdate' with the Dobermans." His words were a cold knife, cutting deeper than any physical pain. A dog' s claw dug into Ben' s shoulder, tearing skin, drawing blood. His muffled cry tore through me. I begged, "Please, let my brother go! Take it out on me instead, Liam!" His face darkened, grip tightening on my chin. "Tell me, where is Chloe getting married?" He had forgotten everything we were. The man who swore to protect me now found cruel amusement in my agony. This wasn' t the first sign. Subtle perfumes, a whispered name in passion, then seeing him kiss her in the rain. He' d even told me, casually, "I' m keeping her. She entertains me. Men in our circle all do this." I tracked down Chloe' s abusive ex, hoping to end this nightmare. But she was smarter. She turned it into a scheme that branded me as the villain, telling Liam I paid her ex to marry her. And he believed her. When his assistant burst in with Chloe' s wedding location, Liam' s rage shifted. He ordered, "Help Mrs. Sterling back to her room." And as they dragged me away, I heard Ben' s whimpers, saw the Dobermans tear at him. Liam' s indifferent words echoed, "Honey, you know I can' t bear to punish you, so your brother will have to take the punishment for you." My world went black. Something snapped inside me. When I awoke in the hospital, Ben was alive, but mangled. "I can' t let you get hurt for me anymore. I have to leave him!" I cried. Ben sighed, "The world is vast, Ava, but the Sterling family is vastest." But I had a plan now, a secret escape clause in our marriage agreement. In ten days, Liam Sterling and I would never see each other again./0/55049/coverorgin.jpg?v=5939a8ad013332712ef34753050f3e5d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
