Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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The Vanished Lover
Because of a mistake, Jill Grace was pregnant with a stranger’s baby. She expected that the man would marry her for this baby anyway, however, she did not realize that she was wrong until the man took her new-born baby away and vanished. Five years later, when Jill occasionally saved Leon’s son from a car accident and made a contract marriage with Leon, the truth was gradually getting known./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./0/36568/coverorgin.jpg?v=0472eac235439ea2e5e04ced168183fe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Half Faced Alpha
“From today henceforth, you will carry disdain on your face. Till you find the destined mate. The one who will willingly run to you.." "I want to help you avoid your fate. That king will never find you for as long as I live." "Fall in love with me...And I'll show you all of the beautiful things life has to offer." Alpha Axton, a ruthless Alpha of the dreaded pack of whispers, one that is widely feared by all, one that is never seen, only heard of, one that screams of blood thirst and war conquers a witch infested village on the other side of the moon, earning himself a curse from the Pack's head witch. He will carry her curse until no one is afraid of him, until a woman willingly walks to him. He resigns to his fate knowing no one will come, until a naive girl, living away from everyone finds him one day.../0/26869/coverorgin.jpg?v=ff1ef84caab54ec50f6b0e06c19af226&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Miss klutz
Love is a secular madness, it erupts like a volcano and then subsides. When It does, it leaves you with an option and you would have to decide. Clara Marian Henrich had always craved love for a long time. But, when she found the love she sought. Her neverending field of Roses became a wasteland. With her torn and broken heart, she chose to move on, bleeding as she walked her lonely part through the dusty desert of her devoid heart. Years pass, and when her wound was about to heal, her past came crawling back./0/31875/coverorgin.jpg?v=1ce19d0683c9c16fc423ea11df213833&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden lust
Melody Muses is a nymphomaniac, causing her to be a sex doll to her elder brother who's deeply smitten with her. With this little dirty secret, Melody's elder brother Eleven murdered their father and Melody had to make a run for her dear life when she knew she'd be doomed to him forever. On the verge of escaping that rainy night, she was bashed by a car —the driver happens to be one of the most popular CEO across the globe. His name was Alexandria Lincoln Dickson, he was powerful, dominant and the most sinfully handsome man ever known. Never did Melody know that her entire life would shift when she get caged by this strong man. And at the other hand, her elder brother was never ready to let go of her just yet. In this violent battle between her brother and the rich CEO, who would win when the war becomes dirty, filled with lust and forbidden desire? What happens when past secrets, lies and perhaps, death began to arouse?/0/39384/coverorgin.jpg?v=037d73bb328ea30674c244cc4b19372b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Property
Will a boy with obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD) be able to marry a spoiled woman who has lived her whole life getting everything she wants whenever she wants? This is the story of Otto, a young man who lives on an estate a little way out of town, far away from everything and everyone, and who will end up in a marriage that his father arranged many years ago, but that news will only reach him now. Besides dealing with all his problems, he will still have to deal with a tantruming little daddy's girl who thinks she owns the world. Will Melissa be able to love a totally rude, antisocial guy, and mainly, will she be able to adapt to this disorder Otto has? Will love emerge with all this difference between them?/0/84125/coverorgin.jpg?v=a86c8f21632b05c1e7231cb99af4651c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From 104 Degrees to Triumph: The Wife They Tried to Kill
My husband, Matthew, was on a ski trip with his mistress, and his assistant, Stella, sweetly told me the Henderson project needed sorting, fever or not. When I tried to call in sick, Matthew scoffed, dismissing my 104-degree fever as "drama." After eight years of being treated like dirt, humiliated and controlled by him, I calmly told him I wanted a divorce, but he only laughed, reminding me he paid for my ailing father' s expensive medical treatments. Minutes later, a company-wide Slack poll popped up: "Is Gabrielle's divorce threat for real this time?" Matthew voted "Fake," and my colleagues piled on with ridicule. When I typed "It's real. I've hired a lawyer. And I quit," I knew my life was about to explode. Still reeling, I went to the office to deliver my resignation, only to be met by Stella. In a horrifying live company video call with Matthew, she had maintenance workers dump buckets of ice water on me, drenching my feverish body. I collapsed, hitting my head on a glass table, and the world went black. Waking in the ER with a concussion, Matthew stood over me, fuming about the cost and the "scene" I'd made, completely devoid of concern. Then came the news: my father's life-saving procedure had been cancelled while I was unconscious. It was Stella, who had used my phone to cancel it and steal the $50,000 bonus Matthew had promised me, gloating that she was Matthew' s ultimate problem-solver. My father was gone. Killed by their casual cruelty. But as the raw agony tore through me, I realized something cold and clear: they had pushed me too far, and now, they would pay. I would take nothing from Matthew but my freedom, and then I would watch their carefully constructed world burn./0/86628/coverorgin.jpg?v=b8ab6e238e7d14a28dbaea7ea7b05621&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal In A Care Package
My phone buzzed on the workbench, a welcome distraction from the failing painting in front of me. It was Sophia, my wife, her voice sweet and composed, the way it always was for her millions of online followers. She needed a "care package" for a wilderness retreat, a three-hour drive away, in a brewing storm. I, the dutiful husband, agreed. But when my beat-up sedan skidded and the box burst open, my world shattered. It wasn' t camping gear. It was a collection of expensive adult toys and delicate lingerie-things she' d never worn for me. My "care package" was for her sponsored student, Liam. The realization hit me like a physical blow. This wasn' t a mistake; it was a brazen betrayal, and the sweetest voice I knew had just ripped my heart out. A cold dread settled in my chest, a hollow, aching void. Then my phone buzzed again. "Ethan, where are you? It' s taking forever! Liam and I are getting really bored out here. And we need that stuff." Bored. They were bored, waiting for their toys, while I drove three hours to deliver the proof of my shattered marriage. The sweetness in her voice was gone now, replaced by sharp impatience. The last thread of denial snapped. This was a deliberate, cruel mockery. A rage, cold and hard, started to simmer beneath the pain. She wasn't going to get away with this. "I' m close," I said, my voice flat and unfamiliar. "I' ll be there soon." I would deliver her package. And then I would look her in the eye./0/70515/coverorgin.jpg?v=6cbbb3e456ef50eb970b1e698a7088f2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Vampire Second Chance Mate
After the ultimate betrayal, Sienna's world shatters: As Luna of her pack, she dedicated her life to duty, loyalty, and servitude-only to find her mate, Alpha Mason, in the arms of her own sister. Heartbroken and stripped of her place within the pack, Sienna flees, leaving behind everything she once knew. But fate has other plans. When she escapes to a remote village halfway across the world, she uncovers an ancient secret hidden beneath the blanket of Christmas snow. Rafael is captivating, mysterious, and fiercely protective of her-but he's not what he seems. A vampire cursed with immortality, Rafael carries centuries of secrets, danger, and heartbreak. As their connection deepens, Sienna faces a choice: Will she embrace her second chance mate and the darkness he brings, or will her loyalty to the pack and fear of the unknown keep her running?/1/115256/coverorgin.jpg?v=9db5948169d20591cbb75503696ee0be&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married To My Toxic Ex-Boyfriend's Brother
Eleanore thought her fiancé, Johan, was her only salvation after her family went bankrupt. But at a high-society gala, he handed her a drugged glass of water. As the unnatural heat burned through her veins, the horrific truth hit her. Johan had isolated her and controlled her finances, all while secretly getting engaged to a wealthy heiress. He drugged Eleanore to ruin her completely, planning to lock her away as his helpless, secret mistress. Desperate and losing her mind to the drug, Eleanore fled down the hallway. With Johan and his bodyguards hunting her, she stumbled into the dark presidential suite. But she wasn't alone. Sitting on the leather sofa was Alexander Briggs-the most feared corporate raider on Wall Street, and Johan's exiled brother. Outside the door, Johan was screaming, ready to drag her back to hell. "I can be your antidote. But it's going to cost you." The ruthless billionaire looked at her trembling body with cold calculation. He offered her a staggering deal: a three-month fake marriage to destroy Johan's empire, and in return, absolute protection and her father's massive debts paid in full. She couldn't understand why the most powerful predator in New York would use a ruined girl as his weapon, but she knew she would rather die than let Johan touch her again. When Johan finally broke down the door to claim his prey, Alexander calmly pulled Eleanore into his arms. "Watch your mouth. You are speaking to my future wife."/0/19673/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd18189cc42de82a079270e6b16d8bad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Night with Mr CEO
Sypnosis. Childhood Friends always have a special place in our hearts. It may get reignited as teenagers or in adulthood, Their paths changes as they grow up, but their promises were sometimes give them hope, Fifteen years ago,"There once was a boy named Alex ,He has a childhood friend named Lily whom he adores so much and at a young age he felt being in love and started making promises to the girl he loved.Alexandrian Romano, a successful businessman the sole heir and CEO of Romano group of company, Lily Dela Cruz,married and bears a lovely daughter. Seems like Fate will never stop until they met again to fulfil their promises But in this situation how can the two accept and face the realities of their present. Will there be a way for them to reunite in the future?/0/61911/coverorgin.jpg?v=b7b1a23f35693c30443a1feb8ae39b6f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Strings Attached
'Oh God pretty please! This looks too good to be true.' Mia thought as she pushed her lips forward with her eyes closed to be kissed. Rey's breath got labored, he had to fight against getting a hard-on just looking at her this way. 'What is she doing to me?' He saw the way her eyes closed in earnest, trying to get a kiss from him. He almost gave in but held himself back at the last minute, what was wrong with him!? This is against the contract; she said it herself, 'no strings attached.' This, this whole thing was breaching the contract. "What do you think you are doing?" Rey chuckled loudly making Mia's eyes open abruptly. "What." She looked at his mocking gaze and felt the air being squeezed out of her lungs. "Do you have what it takes to kiss me?" The question rang over and again in her head, and her eyes blurred with tears. Looking down to avoid him seeing her hurt which he already noticed by the way, she shook her head in response. "You must be delusional." Rey avoided looking at Mia after seeing the initial hurt in her eyes. He knew his words were hurtful, but he had to say them to cut any unnecessary bond between them; this was purely a business transaction and nothing else. 'Delusional' repeated itself in Mia's head and whatever romantic thought she had about him died instantly. "What was it you wanted to do? Kiss me even when I pay you. ****** Mia who had sat down on the pile of her clothes with her now dried body, looked about distraught. "I shouldn't have allowed him anywhere close to me." Her eyes were reddened, and her lips pouted as she was about to cry. In such an intense moment, she forgot there were to be no strings attached, and everything was to be transactional. Holding onto the pain and embarrassment of the night, she vowed never to allow herself to fall too cheap for his deliberate deception. ******* "Reynaldo Davies, the first and only son of The Davies, finds himself in a constricted situation of choosing a wife, a command made clear by his Father, Mr Davies, on turning sixty, otherwise, young Davies would forfeit his inheritance to his younger sister. He makes a business proposal with Mia, his cook, who has no expectation of any kind, coming from the fling Reynaldo. In desperation, she agrees but only on the condition that certain lines are drawn and rules are kept. All is fair and clear until Celine, Reynaldo's high school friend, comes into the picture. His mother had arranged an engagement for them against Reynaldo's persistence in dating his cook, "acting as his girlfriend". Would this act bloom into something beautiful? What would be the fate of Mia? Would Celine succeed in her quest for love? Will he gain his inheritance?/0/83030/coverorgin.jpg?v=1c97bc4455aeb867a550259f5db2821d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stolen Love, Stolen Identity
Sarah Miller and Ethan Vanderbilt were a unit, nearly a decade strong, their love a rebellion against his old-money East Coast family, especially his disapproving mother. Then, a devastating crash left Ethan with amnesia, his life clinging by a thread, desperately needing a rare bone marrow transplant – a perfect match Sarah bravely provided. But when she awoke, weak yet hopeful, she found Ethan by the side of Ashley Davenport, a 'friend' always coveting him, who now claimed she was his fiancée and his savior. Ethan, his eyes empty of recognition, looked right through Sarah as his mother, Eleanor, coldly dismissed her as an 'unstable fan,' allowing her to stay only as a tormented household servant. Every day, Sarah endured Ashley' s taunts, Tiffany' s cruelty, and Ethan' s chilling indifference, watching her life, her love, erased before her eyes. The man who once whispered 'You're my angel' now lashed out with contempt, accusing her of theft, of trying to harm the woman who stole her place. The systematic destruction of their shared memories, coupled with Ethan' s utter lack of recall, fueled an agonizing despair: how could he forget their entire life, his love for her, the sacrifice she made? Finally, unjustly accused of theft and violent outbursts by the deceptive duo, Sarah was brutally cast out of the mansion, broken and alone, with nowhere left to turn. Yet, just when all hope seemed lost, a quiet act of kindness from an unexpected source offered a glimmer of light and a chance at a new beginning, far from the Vanderbilt' s cruel facade./0/64414/coverorgin.jpg?v=22532312abb581bb0af87ccc4a8b6038&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loveless Bond
Lyra Flynn, a young lady in her early twenties, had a contracted marriage to marry the son of a popular loan shark called Rowan Darko in order to pay the debt of her father. She was given a year ultimatum to make the reckless and purposeless man fall in love with her, the only miracle she could perform to prevent her younger brother from being sold in exchange for their father's debt. Rowan Darko, a vibrant and cruel son of a loan shark, who treads on anyone that comes his way. He's bent on frustrating Lyra's life so she would leave him to continue living his reckless life. It all changed when Lyra met her old friend from the past who was willing to pay off her father's debt and set up a promising future for her. What happens when Lyra requests it after she meets with her old friend? Will Rowan let go of Lyra whom he has no feelings whatsoever for? Or would he lay claims to her as his own with their marriage as legal ground?/0/88036/coverorgin.jpg?v=53d0619f6722de76e0bdcf268e973f56&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ninety-Nine Chances Gone
For three years, I was James Cole's wife, a title he forced on me. But his relentless, obsessive love started to win me over. I was even pregnant with our child, finally daring to hope for a future together. But the day I got the positive pregnancy test, the man who had been obsessed with me was gone. He began publicly chasing a young intern, Janay Rodgers, showering her with the same grand romantic gestures he once used to win my heart. To win her over, he leaked a twisted story about my mother abandoning me, turning the public against me. He accused me of poisoning Janay and sided with his father to force me into a risky paternity test that threatened our baby's life. He orchestrated a live TV interview where my own mother was paid to call me a gold-digger, all to make Janay look like a triumphant hero. When I collapsed in pain on stage from the shock, he ignored my pleas for help. He was too busy comforting Janay, who had a "broken wrist." I lost our child that day. Lying alone in the hospital, I heard his father demand he divorce me. His brother brought me the papers. I signed them without a second thought. I didn't want his money or his apologies. I just wanted to disappear from his life forever./1/109155/coverorgin.jpg?v=db9fd7f035ab2ec79c90833e7495ef77&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife He Buried Alive
The night Sophia Reid's car exploded, her husband did not rush to the hospital. Because he believed she betrayed him. Five years later, she walks back into his life as a powerful investor with a different name... and the same face. She remembers the fire. She remembers his silence. What she does not know is this: He was meant to die next. Now someone inside the Reid family wants them both buried. And if they don't stop fighting each other... they will finish what the explosion started./0/18578/coverorgin.jpg?v=4d31f2ad6bd29fcd3bfbddaefc0de7de&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Destined Love
***Poster image is not mine...Its credit goes to the owner*** She was an orphan and she had only her brother who took care of her. She was betrayed by the love of her life, her virginity was sold, she was raped, broken and she left the city to never come back, but destiny had different plans for her. He was a billionaire; name any business where his company was not on top. Well, known playboy, girls were like clothes for him but an incident changed his life. “What have I done to offend? Why are you doing this to me?” she said shivering and crying He smirked walked closer to her face to face with devilish aura and said “you make my mind go crazy, I am crazy about you, and you belong to me only me, only I can see you feel you touch you, and don’t ever think you can escape from me”/0/60816/coverorgin.jpg?v=2da2d34a8ac574661a9533c83c3d96e8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Succubus And Her Hunter
Do succubus exist? Psalm had only one goal in life which was breaking his family's curse that had been passed down from generations. He never wanted this life but the life found him, he always wanted to live peacefully with the lady of his dreams and raise cute, troublesome kids but sometimes reality gives you a life different from what you wanted. And it didn't stop him from having the life he desired and he was willing to go all the way to have it. All he needed to do was to find the descendant of Ophis and Kill her, it was the only option before his time on earth was up. Life always has ways of getting in the way of your plans, by giving you what you love and desire as what you despise. Now Psalm just had to choose between Love And Death "I'm falling for you Miss sanchez" his deep voice were melody in my ears, and they gave me butterflies. This was a strange feeling, it scared me and also excited me. My urges came again and I whispered something into his ears which made him laughed./0/84438/coverorgin.jpg?v=38d1ce94fe955eb91395a11fb14f80bb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond the Betrayal: Her New Beginning
I woke up, not from sleep, but like snapping back into a nightmare I'd already lived. The cramped cabin's stale air, pine scent – hauntingly familiar. Jake stood there, hand out, his voice wheedling: "Sarah, Brenda needs that locket." Brenda. The name sent a cold shiver down my spine. My mother' s locket was still at my neck. Last time, I' d blindly given it to them, believing Brenda' s lies about feeling close to my mom. It was my first, fatal mistake. Brenda claimed it brought her luck, and it did. For her. While I… I died. On a remote hiking trail, an "accident" watched by both Brenda and Jake. His shifty eyes, fixed on me, pushed the same line: "Brenda just feels so close to your mom with it." A predator, I thought. A searing memory flashed: Brenda flaunting my locket, smiling, as I lay broken in that ravine, utterly abandoned. The betrayal, agony, my sickening idiocy pursuing love that led to my death. The sheer injustice burned. But not again. "The locket?" I feigned confusion. "Oh, I think I lost it." His face fell. Good. This time, I would live. I would fight. I just needed to hold on ten more days. My brother, Major Mike Collins, was coming./0/86941/coverorgin.jpg?v=d60859033bf1dbee648f3b05519a9668&imageMogr2/format/webp)
