Romance Books for Women
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Revenge Wears a Diamond Ring
The heavy iron gate groaned open, releasing me after seven long years. Dr. Evelyn Reed. Once a brilliant surgeon, now just an ex-con. My husband, David, and our son, Ethan, were there, a beacon of hope in the sharp sunlight. "Evelyn, you' re finally out. Welcome home," David whispered, holding me tight. I thought their love was my lifeline, the one thing that kept me alive. But in a dusty closet, an old voice recorder shattered that illusion. "Dad, didn' t you set her up? Why didn' t you let her stay in jail longer? Seeing her makes Aunt Sarah unhappy." Ethan' s voice, then David' s, stern and unfamiliar. "She deserves everything she got!" My blood ran cold. The evidence against me-medical malpractice, illegal human trials, organ trafficking-it had all been fabricated. David, my own husband, had actively participated. My son, Ethan, had testified against me. My adopted grandfather, dead. My biological parents, publicly disowning me for Sarah, the girl they raised in my place. My career, ruined. My life, a stepping stone for her. The house, once a sanctuary, was a shrine to Sarah, filled with portraits of her painted by David and Ethan – a love and adoration they never showed me. All their affections, all their promises, were a monstrous lie. Overwhelmed, I stumbled upon a forgotten phone number-a promise made in the depths of my despair. My hands shook as I dialed, a quiet whisper sealing my fate. "The time has come to fulfill that promise."/0/27488/coverorgin.jpg?v=f6ce088f11d59a728a9896175876b897&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alesana rosent
Evelyn Liana's soul occupied the body of the villainess Alesana Rosent. She correct all the mistakes that Alesana Rosent do in the past. And in order to avoid her fate she did avoid the main characters of the novel but she still meet them one by one. There are new faces that showed up, What will she do to avoid her tragic end?/0/56116/coverorgin.jpg?v=72d1f33685a8b6f19ff4c2c5e74cac38&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Contract Story
“I have a proposal for you..... a marriage proposal” Adrian stated and Ashleigh could not hide her shock. “I’m sorry? Could you repeat what you said?” she questioned, staring at him like he had two heads. “I am asking you to marry me" Ashleigh Hartman lived a rather ordinary life working as a cleaner at Tixton company in order to save up for school but an unsettling event brings her out to the CEO, Adrian Cagliari. Adrian proposes a marriage contract for six months with Ashleigh Hartman and she has no other choice to accept.... how will the next six months go?/0/47512/coverorgin.jpg?v=cf7b99d61a1b52c3c80891e44a8af48d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
David Wastle's POSSESSIVENESS for his kitten
"Kate, a highly accomplished and dedicated doctor, is a master of self-control in every aspect of her life. Engaged to her medical school sweetheart, she seems to have it all together. Yet, there's an unspoken yearning deep within her. One fateful night, Kate's life takes an unexpected turn when she encounters the enigmatic underworld figure, David Wastle. Their passionate night together awakens something within her that she never knew was missing, setting off a series of events that could change her life forever."/0/71134/coverorgin.jpg?v=c44a5041c8e695fe94aab343ee7a17ae&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chained To The Ceo's Love
I'm Seraphina Langley, just looking to crash my ex's wedding party-not get caught up in another, more dangerous one. Lucian Devereaux, the cold and secretive CEO, suddenly offers me a contract marriage. I need revenge, he needs an inheritance. It should be simple, but the longer I'm by his side, the harder it is to tell the difference between a deal... and real feelings. This contract has an end. But what if my heart doesn't want to let go?/0/81146/coverorgin.jpg?v=fc5a7164a06a0517d24a4ad35033dd27&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond the Rumors: My Billionaire Savior
I, Sarah King, had loved Ethan Cole since we were kids. He stumbled through his family ranch door, uniform torn, eyes wild, muttering about a strange gas, and collapsed. My medical training kicked in; I held him close, fighting to save his life. The next morning, Brittany Miller, Ethan's childhood crush, burst in, ignoring me completely. She cried about a "dangerous" billionaire, Mr. Harrison, who had "selected" her and begged Ethan to marry her for protection. Still groggy, Ethan looked from Brittany to me, then turned to her, promising marriage. My world tilted; he would marry me out of obligation to save her. When Brittany later "died" and a note blamed me, Ethan's consuming rage turned on me. In front of everyone, he publicly shamed me, accusing me of driving her to her death, destroying my reputation in our small town. The injustice, the utter betrayal, and the public humiliation crushed me, leaving me in a profound darkness. How could he, the man I saved, the man I loved, be so blind, so cruel, and believe such heinous lies? Then, I gasped awake, sitting bolt upright in bed, the sun streaming in. The calendar showed the exact date Ethan returned. It wasn't a dream; it was a memory, a life I had already lived, and I vowed not to live it again. This time, Brittany would be his savior and his wife, and I would willingly offer myself to the fearsome Mr. Harrison in her place./0/83649/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ed6e8360287c686b579b4fc3dd197c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Widow to Warrior
I was just a grieving widow, navigating the unbearable silence left by my husband, Ethan, trying to figure out how to move on with my shattered life. Then, a single knock at my door didn't just alter my morning; it utterly annihilated the fabric of my entire world. His ex-girlfriend, Jessica, stood there, not alone, but with a little boy and a marriage certificate in her hand - a document dated years before mine, proving the gut-wrenching truth: Ethan, the man I adored, was a bigamist. In that instant, everything I thought was ours – my home, our savings, every shared dream for a future – evaporated, legally belonging entirely to her. I was thrown out, stripped of everything save for the clothes on my back, carrying only a permanent limp, a painful, ironic souvenir from the day I' d actually saved his life from a mine collapse. The crushing weight of his betrayal, the searing public shame, and the utter, soul-destroying injustice of it all swiftly became an unbearable burden. My world imploded, swallowed by deceit. Then, a sudden, blinding flash, followed by all-consuming blackness, as a brain aneurysm explosively ended my cheated existence. I died, my life brutally cut short, the ultimate price paid for his monstrous lies. But why me? Why was I the one condemned to such a cruel and undeserved end, while he seemingly escaped consequence? I woke with a violent gasp, the familiar floral pattern of my bedroom wallpaper swimming into sharp focus. My leg still throbbed with a familiar ache, but a far greater terror gripped my heart. The calendar displayed August 14th, 1992. The day before my wedding. I was alive. I was back. And this time, I wouldn't just prevent my own destruction; I' d dismantle his perfect, deceitful life piece by agonizing piece, starting today./0/86152/coverorgin.jpg?v=2b9de2b4bd65c33f1f0df3d29038746a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Disappointment to Destiny
The promotion letter for the head of the German division lay heavy in my hand. It was the job I' d always wanted, the future I' d painstakingly built, but I' d turned it down a year ago. "Don' t go, Ethan," Olivia had pleaded, her eyes filled with tears. "I need you here." So, I stayed, sacrificing my career, taking a lesser role to support her dreams, to be her stable foundation. Tonight was my 25th birthday, a simple steak dinner I' d cooked. The second plate sat empty. Olivia had texted hours ago: "Something came up with my study group. Will be a little late." I scrolled through social media, a habit born of waiting. Then I saw it: Alex Stone, Olivia' s younger colleague, his arm wrapped tightly around her at a loud, crowded bar. They were beaming, heads together, Olivia holding a colorful cocktail, not a textbook. The caption read: "Celebrating with the best." The air left my lungs. It wasn't just the picture; it was the casual intimacy, the audacious lie. A celebration. On my birthday. A sharp, cold feeling spread through my chest, a feeling I had ignored for too long. I remembered every sacrifice: selling my classic car for her tuition, sleepless nights proofreading her papers while she was out with "friends from class," driving hours in a snowstorm to fix her flat tire, only to be chastised for being late. I had given and given, believing that was love, building my world around her. But she was building a separate one without me. The pain was immense, but beneath it, something hard and resolute stirred. I had been patient. I had been loyal. I had been a fool. The unlit candle on the cake, a symbol of a celebration that never happened, haunted me. I didn't light it. I simply leaned forward and blew, extinguishing a flame that was never truly there. The silent puff of air in my mind was a roar. The decision was made, not in anger, but in the desolate quiet of profound disappointment. I was done. I picked up the promotion letter again. This time, it wasn't a sacrifice; it was an escape. I opened my laptop, pulled up my email, and wrote a short, direct message. A new chapter was about to begin, alone./0/96164/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e9060203a53d85b35adf2806471d376&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire Regret
She begged for years. On her knees, in tears, swallowing every insult just to keep him. Everyone knew it. Everyone laughed at her. And he? He thought she would never stop. But the last betrayal was different. It didn't break her, it burned everything she had left for him. This time she didn't cry, didn't argue, didn't even look back. She signed the divorce papers with steady hands and walked away as if he were nothing. Now the woman who once begged is gone. What's left is colder, sharper, untouchable. And the man who threw her aside is the one who can't sleep, can't move on, can't forgive himself. He thought she'd never leave. He was wrong. When obsession turns into desire, when regret collides with lust, how far will he go to taste the woman who no longer belongs to him? /0/37813/coverorgin.jpg?v=0260a307bf73f3eff200a07144dbbc69&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My beautiful seductress
Two souls,each struggling with their life meet and end up together. will they be able to find comfort in each other's arms? Sheila Masons looses her parents in a fatal accident few days after she turned even eighteen. Her Life takes a drastic change. she has to struggle between paying her university fee and provide for herself. David is Left behind by his wife after they crashed one fateful night. He has to balance between being a CEO and a father. what happens three years later when his daughter fancies a Young, delicate and pure girl and demands to have her as her mother? Will he pursue Sheila solely to make his daughter happy or is he secretly drawn by her innocent charm?/0/80051/coverorgin.jpg?v=3bec3ca02acc29eaee5dde39db5e9527&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Level Zero Love
At NCA, the consulting firm that handles the most sensitive secrets and pulls the strings of power, personal relationships between employees are strictly prohibited. The rule is clear: work comes first, and any ties that jeopardize the operation must be eradicated. Lucía Vega and Bruno Ortega live trapped in this cold and calculating world, where every move is watched and loyalty is not questioned, but demanded. Experts in their fields, they are fundamental pieces of the system... but outside the corporation, they have nothing and no one. They are completely alone. When the attraction they feel begins to break down their walls, they face a decision that could change everything: follow the rules and live in the void, or risk everything for a love that could be their salvation... or their downfall./0/82554/coverorgin.jpg?v=50553ed794451467840a54f107b60c31&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Public Shame, Private Triumph
The music was too loud at Bella Hayes' s staff gala. My girlfriend, Bella, was across the room, laughing, owning the whole chain. I was her sous-chef, our love a secret. Then Julian Vance, Bella' s childhood friend who always looked like he sniffed something bad, cornered me. He accused me, loudly, of stealing his vintage designer watch. He ripped open my bag, scattering my mother' s medical bills across the polished floor for everyone to see. "Motive," he sneered. Bella, the woman I loved, walked over, her eyes cold. She told me to "let it go," publicly hinting my "moment of desperation" explained it all. She thought I was guilty. Her words hit harder than any punch. This public betrayal later led to my sick mother collapsing, in desperate need of expensive, specialized treatment. How could Bella, who claimed to love me, so easily believe I was a thief? How could she watch me be publicly shamed, then abandon me when my mother and I needed her most? I was innocent, but trapped and desperate. In my deepest despair, Julian offered me the money for my mother' s treatment-if I disappeared from New York and Bella' s life, forever. I accepted, my pride swallowed. But hours later, a phone call. An IT guy, guilt-ridden, sent me security footage Julian missed. It showed everything: Julian planting the watch in my bag. My mother was my priority then, but justice? New York thought it broke me. They were wrong. I was just getting started./0/87560/coverorgin.jpg?v=e65ba774825dda99d95018cbf9a92b94&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Vicious Love, A Deadly End
My husband of ten years, Alexander Vaughan, was a man carved from ice. Our marriage was a business deal to save my family, and my primary duty was to quietly pay off his endless stream of mistresses. But then, a single phone call shattered my bleak existence. The hospital had found a perfect stem cell donor for my dying sister, Cathi. We could save her. I begged Alexander to authorize the life-saving transplant. He refused, completely captivated by his new favorite, an influencer named Karlee. He ignored my frantic calls. When I finally confronted him, Karlee whispered a poisonous lie that my sister had been rude to her. Based on her word, Alexander delivered the fatal blow. "I'm withdrawing Cathi's medical team," he said, his voice like ice. "The transplant is off." My phone rang again. It was the hospital. My sister was dead. She had left a note, saying she didn't want to be a burden anymore. He had killed her. As surely as if he had held the blade himself. My grief turned to rage. After I confronted him, he tried to drown me, then had his prized drone inject me with a neurotoxin. He left me paralyzed on his workshop floor for his guards to have their "fun." As I lay helpless, waiting for the end, the door creaked open. A man I hadn't seen in fifteen years knelt beside me, his face a mask of horror. "Addie? My God, what did he do to you?"/1/111182/coverorgin.jpg?v=73d89e221a21d4259940fe3d30b29dcc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Vicious Art, His Dark Obsession
For ten years, my family kept me locked away, forcing me to play the part of a broken, mentally unstable girl. They controlled me with sedatives and treated me like a ghost in my own home, a prisoner in a gilded cage. But I had a secret. I was a world-famous anonymous artist with a hidden fortune, and I had an escape plan. On the day of my cousin's wedding, my rebellion was accidentally witnessed by a dangerous stranger who saw the predator beneath my fragile mask. To silence him, I dragged him into a dark closet. The encounter turned raw and reckless, a violent collision I used as the perfect cover for my escape. I vanished with a new name and a one-way ticket to a new life, leaving him with nothing but a bloodstain and the bitter taste of betrayal. I thought I was free, that I had successfully buried the girl I was forced to be and the man I was forced to use. Three months later, on a superyacht in Monaco, he found me. He wasn't just some wealthy guest; he was the ruthless head of a powerful crime syndicate, and I was trapped in his private penthouse. He locked the door, his eyes black with possessive rage. "The game is over," he whispered. "This time, you're not running."/0/95069/coverorgin.jpg?v=c199a3d014a464a96622e96f41134f64&imageMogr2/format/webp)
SCARRED HEART
"C'mon, move it!" I whisper-yelled at Amber amidst the burning flames and smoke even though I could see that she was exhausted. "I'm tired!" She whispered back. "I'm also exhausted and in pain but do you see me slacking off? You got me in this mess in the first place so don't you dare play the tired card." I said to her angrily not bothering to keep my voice quiet anymore. We heard cracking sounds and looked to the direction the sounds came from. One of the pillars holding the warehouse broke away and was falling towards Amber. "Watch out!!!" I yelled and pushed her out to the other side of the direction the pillar was falling to. "Ahhhhhhhh!" I screamed from a searing pain from my ankle. Megan is a college student who lacks parental love due to the fact that her lifestyle is not in accordance with what her parents chose for her. She meets Harry and she fell for him along the line but they ended up being manipulated which led to their breakup. Years later, secrets are revealed, mysteries are solved and Harry wants Megan back in his life but she is no more the same person she was before. The question is: will she allow her emotions dance in freedom or will she put it in a cage, locked away?/0/20605/coverorgin.jpg?v=b8305c36613bc3581e87c5944d28c2d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Never Letting You Go
It sounds impossible It sounds awkward She is deaf He is blind Is their love possible? It truly is impossible but how are they going to scale through ? She is a very popular and a loved celebrity (artiste) She got an angelic voice and a really beautiful face that got guys tripping but as the saying goes, ..’everybody have their our own flaw .she looks flawless but she is actually deaf ‘unable to hear ‘. She was born deaf .since childhood ,she have always loved singing even though she doesn’t know how awesome her voice is .Her parent urged her to go into singing and she got a lots of fans easily . She got no friends .She have always been an introvert but she got only one friend who unfortunately left her at the wrong time and ever since then ,she have been lonely . 💙He is perfect.💙 Handsome ? Check ✅ Kind ?Check ✅ Lovable and carefree attitude?Check ✅ He got his own flaw too and wasn’t really perfect . Circumstances led into circumstances and his sight got badly damaged leaving him blind . He stays with an old couple whom he knows nothing about . He was always indoor ,He doesn’t have any friends again . Who would want to be friends with a blind person ? The story took a drastic turn when he was listening to radio a particular day and a female voice started playing . The voice sounds familiar and he was fast to recognize it .It was the voice of someone important .The voice of the girl he missed .The voice of the girl he yearned to touch again .The girl he would do anything just to see her again . He baldy wants to see her again but it seems impossible . Circumstances led into circumstances and he met her but unfortunately can’t see her . But problems sets in when she doesn’t want to see him . She hates him .But why ? Would he regain his sight and see the angel ? Will they fall in love despite their condition ? Most importantly,Is she going to be deaf forever ? What happens when more and more problems set in and things got more complicated and heated ? The answers are hidden in this amazing book !! Watch out in this suspense filled novel as drama keeps on unfolding. You don’t wanna miss this ! (C)Authoress Adams ✍️/0/19510/coverorgin.jpg?v=6173cdc3d5cc9f501bd16ba642c0370c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Jake's Touchdown
Jake is the up coming Quarterback for the New England Patriots when he met Sage. Sage is a young single mother with a terminal ill child Tristian. Jake was a playboy that quickly turned into a family man. His connection with Sage was instant and he wanted to do everything in his power to help Tristian and Sage./0/22013/coverorgin.jpg?v=5c19c0c1b7955522a3bd310c7b216f9b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
DRAGON PRINCESS
My name is Kelly Kent. Age? Fifteen. Neither tall nor short. I'm just a normal girl. I live with my mom and siblings in Las Vegas. I've a small sister named Juliana and two older brother named Charlie and Wayne respectively. They are both in college while I'm still in my fourth year of highschool. I love anything blue and what I'm afraid most of is water. Mom never let me go near the ocean because of an accident which had happened and almost cost my life./0/82867/coverorgin.jpg?v=6f4c8d9e4dadc064b5660a750e2c5a3c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Cruelest Sunny
To save my family's vineyard and my sister, I, Ava Hayes, agreed to marry Ethan Reed, my childhood friend turned enemy. I hid a terminal illness silently consuming me. It wasn't a marriage; it was a public humiliation. At a lavish gala, Ethan announced his engagement to another, introducing me as his "desperate offering," a mocking "trophy." Trapped, I became his property, enduring relentless physical and emotional abuse, worsened by my secret illness and his fiancée Chloe's sadistic torments. Yet, I heard Ethan's inner thoughts-conflicted, sometimes tender, a secret lifeline that broke when his accidental blow severed our connection. Then came the crushing truth: my own family had conspired in my mother's murder and abandoned me to die by withholding funds for my treatment. Critically ill and with my last hope gone, Chloe abducted me. She revealed her family's involvement in my mother's death, then cruelly forced an abortion, ending my life and our unborn child's. My body vanished, my memory erased. But what will Ethan do when the horrifying truth of my death and the child lost, finally surfaces?/1/106489/coverorgin.jpg?v=4180cce6033e678693de041ffff01803&imageMogr2/format/webp)
