Romance Books for Women
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His Mail Order Bride.
"At this point, I'll be grateful for your pieces." ***** Jessica Franklin is at her wit ends, literally. With two sisters depending on her and a mountain of debts on her neck, she needs a way out before she breaks down. So when she sees an online post of a Billionaire requesting for a bride, she immediately takes it. Devon Reeves just wants to get rid of his clingy ex who's snuck her way back into his life and is disrupting it. Unwilling to go on dozens of blind dates, he puts up a post requesting for a bride and receives numerous responses. Out of the many proposals, Only one sticks out to him. Without thinking too much of it, he accepts it and goes on a date. One look is all it takes got Devon to decide that Jessica is his bride. A contract is signed and the two begin to live like husband and wife. There's just one problem, nobody is accepting of this new arrangement. Plus, the more he gets to know his wife, the more he realizes that she has secrets... Secrets she's running away from and will soon catch up to her./1/117359/coverorgin.jpg?v=d07e5799396c6e0d68f4dd0b1c465f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Fifty Dollar Runaway Bride
To save my dying grandmother, my stepfamily forced me to marry the Blackburn heir, a man rumored to be a crippled, twisted monster. Desperate to escape the pre-marital medical exam, I climbed out a bathroom window and stumbled into an adjacent hotel suite. I begged the powerful stranger inside to help me, unbuttoning his shirt and snapping fake photos to trick my pursuing guards into thinking we were having an affair. But the stranger didn't just play along. He turned my lie against me, taking my innocence as the brutal price for his "services." Humiliated and broken, I left a single fifty-dollar bill on his nightstand as a final insult before fleeing. But my brief freedom was crushed when my stepsister caught me and dragged me straight to the Blackburn estate for the wedding. The ceremony happened without a groom. My crippled husband was supposedly confined to his sickbed in the East Wing. I thought I was finally safe, hiding in my solitary gilded cage, praying the monster I married would just rot away in his room. But that night, the shadows in my heavily guarded bedroom shifted. The stranger from the hotel stood over my bed, his eyes burning with a cold, possessive fury over that fifty-dollar bill. "You think your invalid husband is going to protect you?" As he pinned me down and my vision went black from the struggle, a terrifying realization hit me. I hadn't escaped the monster at all. I had just paid the real devil fifty dollars to own me./0/82643/coverorgin.jpg?v=954920257d932530ccaec99ebe343324&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Layoff to Legacy: The Heiress's Rise
My fingers flew across the keyboard, perfecting the last line of code for NextGen. Our idyllic Napa honeymoon with David was just weeks away, PTO approved. Everything felt perfectly aligned. Then the email landed: "Your position... eliminated... effective immediately." Laid off. Just like that. The same day David celebrated his massive promotion – a promotion he gained by orchestrating my downfall, facilitated by his affair with our boss, Olivia, who was carrying his child. He chillingly called it a "calculated move for our future," even as Olivia, smug and cruel, demanded I move out of our shared condo, saying they "needed the space." She went further, publicly humiliating me at a company town hall, accusing me of corporate espionage and forcing a public apology. David' s only concern was his own career, whispering, "Don't make this worse for me." The words "I apologize" tasted like poison. I stood there, trapped and utterly humiliated, my life in ruins, betrayed by the man I loved. He thought he was "protecting" me, but he had no idea what he had truly destroyed. But as Olivia' s triumphant smirk spread, a new announcement boomed: "NextGen' s new Chairperson and acting CEO... Ms. Sarah Miller." My name. Because unbeknownst to them, I was Sarah Miller, heiress to Aura Holdings, the global tech giant that had just acquired their company. It was time for my own calculated move./0/47927/coverorgin.jpg?v=e07f203525618a6f8d7e40b58e3f2b5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When He Bows
"I love you, Ezekiel.." I said rudely. It stopped and slowly turned towards me. "I love you.." It grinned and faced me again. He arched his brows mockingly. It's really stuck! "You love Me?" he mocked. I nodded. The side of his lips rose. "I don't know the word Dear..so stop.." Then he left me. He left me..with his words./0/60905/coverorgin.jpg?v=cc0b31700324de74f02bebacf3da0250&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CONTRACT MARRIAGE WITH MY BILLIONAIRE EX
Synopsis Onika Orion, a self-made publicist and artist, is stunned when Nathan McAlison, the billionaire who broke her heart seven years ago, reappears in her life. Nathan, under pressure from his company's board to marry or lose his job, turns to Onika for help. Onika is deeply wounded by their past, and she is determined to hold him accountable for the awful agony he caused. Nathan's unexpected proposal throws Onika into a flurry of emotions and decisions. She initially sees it as an opportunity for vengeance, but as she spends more time with Nathan, old emotions surface, testing her resolve. To make matters worse, Nathan's manipulative mother, Willow, and his deceitful fiancée, Gina, intend to destroy Onika's future. As Onika navigates these perilous waters, she discovers an unexpected friend in Kent Leonard, Nathan's business adversary with his own grudge. Kent's reasons, however, become increasingly questionable as his obsession with Onika grows. The tension builds to a climax as Onika learns the truth about Nathan's past and Kent's deception. A series of dramatic encounters occur, culminating in a final clash that puts everyone's life in danger. In a thrilling climax, Onika must choose whether to forgive Nathan and pursue a future with him, or to allow her need for vengeance consume them both. Contract Marriage with My Billionaire Ex is a thrilling story of love, retribution, and redemption, complete with twists, betrayals, and an unlikely romance./0/19700/coverorgin.jpg?v=4bc8377e72811ae50a5d83921341936f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Psycho Billionaire
When Lisa Montes gets to work with Alex Taylor, one of America's richest billionaire, she doesn't know the trouble she has placed herself. She's stuck in a love triangle between two men, Alex and James, she has to make a choice but regardless of that choice, none of the men is ready to let her go, she has to survive and find out who truly loves her. Find out what happens next by reading this story./0/57985/coverorgin.jpg?v=d120edfc595220e29f599bab7a546f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loving you unconditionally
"Stand there, it's your art", said ante sakin and held my arm then stood up ... I have done nothing because I have no right ... "I'm sorry sir zayn, faith is so lazy, don't worry, faith will do whatever you want", ante smiled at that zayn ... I looked at the one named zayn and I saw that he was also looking at me and smiling at me ... but what I noticed were his eyes looking at my body ... I immediately covered the parts of my body that he was looking at..and begged him with my eyes .... "Don't cover your body sweetie, your body is just perfect for me", he said rudely to me..and smiled too ... I was just terrified because his eyes were full of desire looking at me .... So I immediately went behind ante and hid..I don't want to see that rude man, he's scary ... But instead of ante and trisha helping me, they left in front of the man and Trisha pulled my hair and brought it closer to that zayn .... "Hey don't be artistic you're not beautiful, so get organized", trisha shouted at me and she let me go ... "Please be patient, Faith is a bit shy, but she's strong in bed", ante said fondly to zayn ... I just cried over what I saw and I didn't know what to do .... I felt zayn stand up and hold my arm but only weakly, so I looked at him .. His eyes had no emotion so I got up and adjusted my clothes ... Zayn signaled to his colleague to give the brief case to kila ante which contained the money ... Ante immediately took it and opened it, I saw how bright ante and trisha's eyes were ... "I think we're done here, so we must go now", zayn said without emotion and turned their backs on them ante .. I was taken by one of his bodyguards and put in his car when we arrived here .... I just came because eventually they will also evict me ante ... and maybe it's also right that they sold me ... I just cried because of what they did .../1/118657/coverorgin.jpg?v=de232a1e6e6b96a54eca6bbf54484b78&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed By My Ex-Fiancé's Alpha Uncle
On the eve of my grand wedding, I was supposed to marry Clemont, the man I thought would help protect my family's legacy. But minutes before walking down the aisle, an anonymous text led me to a guest room. Pushing the door open, I saw my fiancé tangled in the sheets with my stepsister, Kaylen. Through the crack in the door, I didn't just witness their betrayal; I heard their entire vicious plot. "After we're married, the trust is as good as mine. I'll liquidate the assets and leave her with nothing." Clemont laughed, promising to throw me out on the street the moment he got control of my mother's company. They thought I was just a weak, wolfless bride they could easily crush. My heart shattered, but the grief was quickly swallowed by a burning rage. My father was in a coma, and I had agreed to this marriage to save our estate. How could they be so cruel as to steal everything my family built and leave me for dead? I didn't scream or cry. Instead, I pulled out my phone and recorded every disgusting word. When the priest asked if I took this man to be my husband, I looked at the crowd, played the video on the cathedral's massive screen, and walked right into the arms of the one man Clemont feared most—his uncle, the ruthless Alpha of the Blackstone Pack./1/102759/coverorgin.jpg?v=670da679ff9d838e3a9dda2f99808558&imageMogr2/format/webp)
All That Glitters Is My Stepdad.
Cierra Monroe never meant to steal her mother's life. One veil. One signature. One wedding meant to save her family....But lies spoken at an altar don't disappear. Dominic Vance remembers the girl who stood beside him. The way she trembled. The way her eyes lingered. And when the truth comes out, he doesn't let her go. What starts as a secret turns into obsession. What feels like protection becomes control. And love quickly turns violent. Cierra is hunted, locked away, and forced to choose between men who all want her for different reasons. Her boyfriend fights for her freedom. Her protector betrays her trust. And her stepfather decides she belongs to him. Blood is spilled. Guns are raised. Promises are broken. And Cierra learns too late that some vows never end... even when they were never meant to be real. Because not all that glitters is gold. Sometimes... all that glitters is my stepdad./0/86861/coverorgin.jpg?v=02e0daf5a5ac294409d52c0fc4051536&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Betrayal Burns: A Husband’s Revenge
Something was wrong with Olivia. Small things at first: a new perfume, hidden texts, glossy shopping bags from stores we couldn' t afford. Then, during a video call from my business trip, the camera shifted, and I saw a men' s watch on her nightstand. A big, silver one. It wasn' t mine. Her smile snapped, her eyes darted away, and she stammered, calling it a "surprise" before disconnecting. When she texted an hour later, full of false cheer, I noticed new, expensive diamond earrings that I hadn' t bought. She claimed my sister, Sarah, had given them to her "ages ago." Her stories fell apart under the slightest probe. She was a terrible liar, her panic barely concealed by forced smiles. My gut screamed, but I clung to hope. But the cheap, plastic keychain she gave me as her "surprise" upon my return, while her brand-new designer handbag sat on the counter, next to the memory of that expensive watch, shattered any illusions. I became withdrawn, playing the broken husband. Yet, when I "forgot" my wallet and returned home, I heard Olivia whisper to Sarah about "Mr. Davies" and a deal. My sister, my own flesh and blood, had sold my wife to her boss for a promotion. The realization was a physical blow. My wife, my sister-they had betrayed me in the most heinous way imaginable. They thought I was an idiot, a clueless fool. But the game had just begun./0/83941/coverorgin.jpg?v=002d0b890334aba7a6db46876ece0759&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Collateral to Queen
I was 34, finally pregnant and ready to build the family I' d always dreamed of with Caleb, six years my junior. He said he loved my maturity, my independence, my established life – making me feel cherished. But then I found his laptop, open to a group chat called "The Wolfpack." The messages cut deep: I was his "training wheels," a "practice run" for the "real thing" – his high school sweetheart, Molly. My world shattered as I realized every sacrifice I'd made, every penny I' d spent on him, was part of his cruel game. The stress the betrayal caused led to a painful miscarriage, but that wasn't the worst. At the hospital, Caleb introduced me as a mere "colleague" to Molly, the very woman he' d been practicing for. Later, back home amidst his mocking friends, Molly "accidentally" spilled boiling soup on me, then whispered, "He' ll never want a desperate old hag like you." When I tried to retaliate, Caleb burst in and slapped me, hard, for daring to "hurt" his precious Molly. He left me bleeding and broken on the floor, while his friends – the Wolfpack – leered, suggesting they could "have some fun while he' s gone." How could the man who promised me a future be such a monster? How could I have been so blind? Lying there, bleeding, I realized I had to escape this nightmare. With the last shred of my dignity, I decided to leave, determined to start a new life where I was truly free./1/106328/coverorgin.jpg?v=8448b7da5e7e0a01c41ad91df1c91ec9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Six Months Trial Marriage: Married To The Industry Devil
On the eve of her wedding, Tyla Parker found out her fiancee Jace had an affair with her best friend Edna. This is the guy she has sacrificed so much for. Tyla Parker became one of the most famous chef after she won the Bon appetit competition in France. Jace her fiancee had convinced her to give up her career as a chef and instead let Edna build herself. She has been so stupid that she hadn't known all these while what Jace was up to, how he had her cover up for Edna so many times and also had her willed the company her father had willed to her to him. Tyla was frustrated from what she found out on her bachelorette party. She has been a fool but she won't continue to be one anymore. Tyla Parker signed a hidden marriage contract with Julian Crestwood CEO of The Golden Crest restaurant, the biggest restaurants chain in the City. Julian Crestwood, the industry devil had backed Tyla up in so many ways without her knowing because she was bent on having her revenge on her ex fiancee and her best friend. Love found its way between Julian and Tyla as they faced the world and Tyla also building herself back getting to the position of the top chef once again. The story is about betrayal, revenge and above all true love./0/39816/coverorgin.jpg?v=278b529c2d701176e003829b22767570&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dominance & Subjugation
He always shows his dominance and she always obeys him. The only one who can remove and elicit them from her is Him. Will he ever take pity upon her and save her? Or he's gonna shatter her with his cruelty? Ester Willows, is a delusional girl and believing betterment in future she marries him and is willing to cross every limit to work her marriage out. Desmond La Corte, a cold hearted person. He is very proficient in masking his real emotions by his menacing attitude and he is trying his best to annul his marriage. Two different personalities and with two different purposes. How are they gonna work their marriage out?/0/23918/coverorgin.jpg?v=69d8bb0e28e6a8043b724b4c73f2b6ee&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Twin's Legacy
The blinding pain of childbirth ripped through Sarah, but it was the empty chair beside her hospital bed that truly shattered her. Mark should have been there, holding her hand, but his phone was off, just as it had been for hours. Another contraction hit, and alone, sweat-soaked, Sarah delivered her first twin, then geared up to do it all again, frantically trying to reach a husband who had vanished. As she cradled her newborn, a news report flashed on the TV: a sun-drenched beach, turquoise water, and there, laughing, hand-in-hand, were Mark and her best friend Emily, on a "romantic getaway" in Bali. Just then, a cheerful caller informed her the postpartum nanny package she'd paid for had been canceled by her husband. Her blood ran cold. He hadn't just abandoned her; he'd taken everything. A quick check of her banking app confirmed the horror: over eighty thousand dollars, her life savings for the twins, gone. He'd drained it all to fund his sordid escape. The line went dead after her mother-in-law, dismissive and callous, blamed Sarah for not "giving Mark a boy" and for being "careless with her money." The betrayal was absolute, a crushing blow from everyone she thought she could trust. How could she be so blind? How could they betray her so completely, so cruelly? The isolation crashed down, leaving her utterly alone, reeling from a decade-long lie that had just imploded. Just when she thought she might drown in her grief, a cold, sharp voice cut through the haze, forcing her to confront an unexpected intervention and perhaps, a chance to reclaim more than just her babies./0/49874/coverorgin.jpg?v=e0bbde95f4047f2ae97888502bdaa42c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Gangster Boyfriend
First and foremost, he's a man who avoids physical contact because he doesn't want to catch any germs or bacteria. He's also a man who doesn't know the words 'Please,' 'Sorry,' and Oh, I forgot, he doesn't know the word 'respect' either. He's sensitive. Sensitive to food, the smell of those around him, and even the color of your skin – he'll meddle with it. That's how sensitive he is. He doesn't want to associate with those who don't meet his sensitivity standards. He's high-maintenance. And yes, he's even more high-maintenance than I am. He always knows what he wants and how to get it. He's a cunning, tricky bad boy. He knows how to play, and he's a skilled player. What does he play? This fool plays with feelings. Oh, I forgot, he's a heartbreaker. He's not someone who goes around pleasing others and ensuring their happiness. I'm telling you; he doesn't care about anyone's feelings. Also, he doesn't want to be taken advantage of or pushed around. He doesn't want anyone overshadowing him or not recognizing him. He's an attention seeker! He lets people think what they want. He never worries about someone's approval and does what he thinks feels right. He's a damn selfish, one-of-a-kind man. He cares only about himself. He believes he's better than anyone else, and no one in the world is above him. Yeah, he's got an excessive amount of confidence in himself! He has standards on who he'll talk to. He doesn't like those with missing teeth, metal in their teeth, or bleeding lips. I mean, those wearing lipstick. He's not nice! Definitely not. He's a cold person. He's a bad boy. He's mean and harsh. He's a cursing machine! He has a terrible temper and gets into a lot of fights! Oh, I forgot again – he's nothing but a gangster!/0/40465/coverorgin.jpg?v=5fe1335ef3017d7505ceb016a705d086&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Billionaire's Weird Love
"We both know this match is not our will. For that reason, I'm offering you a contract." My eyes widened in shock at Harrison's words-an open proposal from a man I had only met for the first time. What the average family could never pull off happened effortlessly among the right people. I scanned through the printed agreement in my hands. No interference in each other's personal lives Absolute confidentiality of the marriage contract, agreed upon by both parties The marriage shall last a minimum of two years. If separation is still difficult to implement after that period, the contract may be extended until circumstances permit otherwise Some of the clauses were... interesting. A contract like this wasn't natural for a couple about to get married. But strangely, it made me feel more prepared than blindly stepping into the unknown as a member of the Marcus family. "I deliberately left the last page blank," Harrison said calmly, tapping the paper with his finger. "Please write your conditions." His assistant smoothly placed a ballpoint pen into my hand. I didn't hesitate. Respect both families as one No physical contact Separate bedrooms I've always preferred being alone. I've never had a boyfriend-and I never cared to. Unfortunately, my sister did. She was in love, yet she had been betrothed to a billionaire's son she was now being forced to marry. I pitied her. So I made a decision that changed everything. I replaced her. Harrison Marcus, the billionaire's son, didn't want to marry a stranger either. So he proposed a contract-to me. Helping my sister. A marriage without love. A deal that would end in divorce. Or so we thought. Two years later, we planned to file for divorce and walk away like strangers. But contracts don't account for feelings... and neither did we./0/24567/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1512b23e83003b87def7d8f6d7cabcd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
More Than Secretary
When Katrina started working as Lucas's secretary she never envisioned falling for the handsome and arrogant CEO but as she worked alongside him, she discovered that there is more to him than he lets the outside world see and her heart couldn't help but fall for him. But Lucas only saw her as his secretary. .... Or so she thought./1/101137/coverorgin.jpg?v=2eec3d3a76161e9808b64d993c118688&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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