Romance Books for Women
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BILLIONAIRE'S GIRL
BILLIONAIRE'S GIRL {Once bitten .....Twice shy } PROLOGUE " How can I like you....I mean look at you,a nerd with no beauty all you care about is books ... I mean don't take it the wrong way but you're a dork " .... The words forever rang in her ears and who was she ? Camille cruise A twenty two year old sexy girl who was called a dork from high school by someone and who was that someone? Gray white. A hottie A jock Popular guy and every girls dream. Very rich and a ladies man Camille has been crushing on him ever since highschool and when she told him her feelings he just mocked her making cammille's life miserable in highschool. But after five years they meet again.... Camille is no longer the nerd he used to know. Infact she's a sexy goddess who every guy wants to worship. What happens when this two meets again? What happens when Camille ends up working for him? What happens when gray is determined to get into Camille's pants? Will she fall again for the guy who onced ruined her life? But the thing is ...can gray achieve his goal? Will love ever bloom ? Cause once bitten ....twice shy/0/22951/coverorgin.jpg?v=548717fd3f3c94c8b77d22b99f409e7b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
RED AND THE CEO
A rascal she was. A petty thief. A cheerful person with a big mouth she wouldn't shut for anyone. Red was a 21 year old. Her life wasn't a life of fairy tales and roses. She wished to fend for herself thereby living a life of trivial crime. She tried to change and needed a job. The moment she walked through those big wooden doors in search of one, her life took a big turn. Daniel Hart wasn't one to tolerate nonsense.He was one of America's most successful business men. A billionaire.He was rude, stubborn and arrogant. He worked endlessly to keep up his image and most of all he hated the mention of love. That fateful Monday morning when he saw her walk into his office again with her weirdly dyed her, rumpled and wet clothes, heels in hands and a bright smile on her face, he was livid. He despised her from their very first meeting. He never wanted it to be her, he never expected it to be her. She was everything he hated, everything he ran from. He knew he had to get rid of her before she ruined him completely. What happens when these two very opposite personalities are force pulled together by fate? A fate once spelt out by an old Sharman! Secrets fly out and they are both not whom they seem to be. Trust is broken, Love is questioned. Would fate be kind to them or would their lives would be ruined?/0/80703/coverorgin.jpg?v=6d843211ee7a9f2a087107811b59ef54&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price of His Pride
Sarah Miller had it all: a successful tech career she traded for family, investing millions into her husband Ethan's architectural empire. Their seven-year-old twins, Leo and Luna, were her world, buzzing with excitement for their promised Fourth of July trip to Universal Studios. But Ethan had other plans – a yacht trip with his "pregnant" personal assistant, Tiff. Then, a chilling note: he'd taken the kids to the desolate Nevada wilderness for "character-building," leaving them with minimal water, one tent. Panic turned to horror when Sarah found them. Days later, search and rescue called: Leo and Luna, gone, victims of heatstroke and dehydration. While Sarah identified their ravaged bodies, Ethan threw a lavish pre-baby shower with Tiff, dismissing Sarah's call about their dead children as a "dramatic stunt." He returned only to smash their photos, allow Tiff to spill their ashes, and brutalize Sarah for trying to mourn. How could a father abandon his children to such a horrific fate? How could he deny their deaths, celebrate with his lover, and then violently silence their grieving mother? The cold, calculated cruelty was unfathomable. But a desperate, heartbreaking voicemail from Leo’s last moments and a shocking truth about Tiff would shatter Ethan’s narcissistic world, setting off a chain of events that would force him to confront the monstrous consequences of his actions, and leave Sarah to pick up the pieces of a life utterly destroyed./0/93681/coverorgin.jpg?v=17f4be8668176d8eff578990f0ccf5e5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Married the Murderer's Brother
I died on the night of my wedding to Carlos Fowler, the duke's second son. He left me to be killed by kidnappers while he saved the woman he truly cared about. Before I took my last breath, I saw Vincent Fowler, Carlos's crippled older brother, storm in like a madman to avenge me. Reborn, I stood before the priest and canceled the wedding in front of everyone. I turned and walked toward Vincent, who sat in his wheelchair in the corner, under the stunned gazes of the crowd. "Vincent, I want to marry you." Carlos thought I was just trying to get his attention. But he would soon realize he had lost everything./0/77783/coverorgin.jpg?v=f684f3ff8e7c22eb159f3890287b1315&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE BILLIONAIRE'S BIRTHDAY GIFT
"What do you think you're doing? Taking custody of my child? Come on, this was the reason behind my marriage to you, Sophia!" said Frank Williams in his cold and domineering voice, piercing his deathly eyes on her as she handed the signed divorce papers to him. Sophia Lorenzo thought she was signing a certificate of marriage on that altar, unknown to her that she was also signing up for a surrogacy and divorce on the same paper and altar. "Let me have my son and be with the woman I love," Frank said when their son clocked a month. "Who is this woman?" Sophia asked because she can't remember hearing of any woman in his life before her. What she doesn't know is that her perfect husband had been married to her best friend for three years before their first date. "Claire and I only needed a breeder; if not, you know I can never settle for less like you, Sophia!" Frank added, shattering Sophia's heart at every spoken word from his mouth. With a smashed and broken heart, Sophia had no option but to walk quietly out of a sweet marriage of two years without her son. Enraged and determined to reclaim her son while she gets her revenge, Sophia's last option was to reunite with her powerful father after two decades of being apart; then, she'll have all the power to deal with anyone to her satisfaction. "I'm sorry, Sophia. My life is nothing without you," Frank cried after years of merciless emotional torture from Sophia. With a smug smile at the remorseful man before her, Sophia flung her long, coily hair and asked, "If tables were turned around, tell me with all sincerity, would you have forgiven me as well, or would you do worse than I've done to you?"/0/81352/coverorgin.jpg?v=d390bb6528e929460b49c705c857755d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Became A Larceny
My tech company was at its peak – celebrated, successful. For twenty years, I believed my marriage to Bella was just the same: perfect. We had two sons, Mark and Alex, my pride and joy, the heirs to everything I had built. Then, at fifty, Bella lay dying in a sterile hospital bed. Her rasping voice delivered the blow that pulverized my world: "Ethan," she whispered, "the boys… they' re not yours. They' re Ryan' s." My heart squeezed, then shattered. My own sons, whom I loved more than life, turned on me instantly, their eyes cold and calculating. They saw Ryan, their biological father, not as a long-lost parent, but as a direct route to my wealth, reducing me to nothing but a disposable obstacle. In the brutal inheritance struggle that followed, the very boys I' d raised beat me to death. I gasped for air, my heart giving out under the crushing weight of their betrayal, my world built on a twenty-year lie crumbling to dust. How could I have been so utterly blind? My final thought was of profound regret, a desperate, yearning wish for another chance to live life differently, to choose another path. Then, darkness. But instead of an afterlife, I jolted awake, alive, younger, surrounded by the pulsing chaos of an SXSW party. Standing before me, vibrant and deceptively innocent, was Bella, dropping to one knee, a champagne flute raised, asking me to marry her. This was my impossible second chance. And this time, with the bitter truth of twenty years flooding my mind, I knew exactly what to say./0/40147/coverorgin.jpg?v=92cb5d93425adbab5b564436ab868963&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Innocent Addiction
"The Billionaire's Innocent Addiction" is a romantic drama that follows the story of Daisy, a beautiful and ambitious young woman who agrees to marry a wealthy billionaire, Asher, in order to protect her mentally ill mother. But there's a catch: Asher is believed to be a hideous old man by everyone in Daisy's life, including her family and friends. As Daisy begins her new life as Asher's wife, she is surprised to find that he is, in fact, a handsome and charming young man. Asher had been living in seclusion for years, but when he saw Daisy, he knew he had to have her. As their relationship deepens, Daisy finds herself falling in love with Asher despite the circumstances of their marriage. However, their happiness is threatened by the machinations of Asher's jealous business partner, and her step-sister who will stop at nothing to destroy their relationship and take over Asher's empire. Daisy must navigate the treacherous waters of high society and corporate intrigue to protect her marriage and the man she loves. Along the way, she discovers that true love can come from the most unexpected places and that appearances can be deceiving. Will Daisy and Asher's love prevail, or will their enemies tear them apart? Will Asher still take Daisy as his wife and love her after finding out that she's not the youngest daughter of the family that he's supposed to get married to?/1/113797/coverorgin.jpg?v=32dda49f0b3c53fff6ef03dd32716a71&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Surgeon's Debt: Bound To The Tycoon
For three years, I served as Abraham Crane’s "Surgeon"—the secret fixer who managed his agonizing spinal injury and the even messier fallout of his billionaire empire. I thought the intimacy we shared behind closed doors meant I was the exception to his coldness, but I was just another line item in his ledger. The morning after a frantic night together, Abraham didn't offer a confession of love. Instead, he handed me a manila envelope containing a deed to a penthouse and a blank check. It was a severance package, a cold transaction to buy my silence and end our three-year arrangement. When I walked away and refused his money, the retaliation was swift and brutal. He sent his men to dump my meager belongings in a grimy hotel hallway, intentionally crushing the only photo of my dying mother under an expensive leather shoe. Even after I saved his life during a near-fatal medical crisis that very night, he mocked me, slurring that I had only returned to scavenge for the check. The nightmare escalated when he realized I was truly trying to leave. To force me back, he revoked the funding for my mother’s nursing home, leaving her facing immediate eviction. He wasn't just obsessed; he was desperate. He needed a scapegoat for a federal investigation into his illegal drug supply, and he wanted me to be the one to hold the bag. I stood in his study, looking at a marriage contract that was actually a legal death sentence. His original fiancée had fled in horror after realizing the "wife" would assume all criminal liability for his crimes. Abraham sat in his wheelchair, looking at me like a predator who had finally caught its prey, using my mother’s life as the ultimate leverage. He thinks he’s bought himself a shield. He thinks I’m signing my life away just to keep my mother safe. He doesn't realize that by making me his wife, he’s giving me full access to the encrypted records and offshore accounts that can incinerate his entire legacy. I reached for the pen, my heart turning into cold, hard stone. This wasn't a wedding; it was a declaration of war. I looked him dead in the eye and asked, "Where do I sign?"/0/79081/coverorgin.jpg?v=0b67ed16d7664a0e77335371b8976f85&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A nanny for the CEO widower
Elise Willys had been abandoned by her husband on the eve of their first child's birth. Alone and unprotected, she had no other choice but to find a job. That's when she crossed paths with the city's most sought-after widower-Lucien Rochefort-an emotionally shattered and overworked man desperately trying to find a nanny to look after his rebellious son, Phillippe, who still hadn't come to terms with his mother's death. But not everything was as perfect as it seemed... Lucien didn't fully trust her-not with the way they met. That mistrust forced Elise not only to deal with the child's tantrums but also to endure her employer's arrogance and her own family's emotional abuse. Over time, emotional bonds began to form between Elise and Lucien, gradually blurring the lines between boss and nanny. And as if that weren't enough, she had to face heartbreak and countless hardships just to hold on to the job that kept her and her baby afloat./1/117366/coverorgin.jpg?v=5d473905da737d3bd15fd08879fabb60&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's Dazzling Public Divorce
I sold myself into a three-year contract marriage with the ruthless billionaire Julian Beaumont to pay for my mother's life support. I thought if I played the perfect, obedient wife, he might eventually see me. That illusion shattered when his supermodel mistress crashed a corporate board meeting to announce she was pregnant with his heir. Instead of kicking her out, Julian publicly humiliated me in front of the entire board, wrapping his arm protectively around his mistress. "You drive her to the hospital for a check-up. Make sure she's comfortable." When I finally handed him divorce papers, wanting nothing but my freedom, he violently pinned me down, tore my clothes, and refused to let me go. The ultimate insult came days later, when he demanded I stand by his side at a high-profile gala to welcome home his true love, Victoria. "You will smile for the cameras, and you will be the perfect, supportive wife." I realized I was never even a person to him, just a convenient, disposable shield to protect the woman he actually cared about. He thought I would just swallow the humiliation and play my part to protect his precious public image. He was wrong. As he raised his glass to toast his beloved Victoria in front of New York's elite, I stepped out of the shadows in a breathtaking gown, walking straight toward the microphone./0/53774/coverorgin.jpg?v=46b96423d67b8424ae057e61b64f4e23&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Madness
"I don't know what mom sees in you to treat you as her son more than me. I can't let mom just ignore me while you enjoy the things she gives you." I was shaking while looking at him. This is not the first time he yelled at me. But this is the first time I'm so afraid of him. I don't know what to say. What should I answer him? Everything he said was true, I accepted everything that Ma'am Pam gave because it was really mine, I could not refuse. I didn't know that I have someone whose parents are hurting and going crazy because of me, that's why he's so angry with me every time he sees me. That's why he makes me a servant at school to make me look like I'm just a helper and won't be Ma'am Pam's daughter. "I really hate you Glen, I wish mother Lisa never gave birth to you because you are useless in her life."/0/37876/coverorgin.jpg?v=60fa43dcc64072da5bcb0a53d14d6f91&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Millionaire´s Enigma
Arya, needs money for her mother's surgery. Ayden, needs a surrogate mother so as not to lose her company. The only requirement is that she never touches him. “Are you a virgin?” “I mean, if a vibrator counts.” She notices how Ayden swallows hard and struggles to pass the water. “Number of sexual partners?” “Well I've only had a couple of dildos, turns out the latex ones are very sturdy” she replies smiling. Ayden stands up in annoyance and breaks the good mood in the room. “This is not a fucking game, Miss Arya” says the millionaire threateningly. “Get out.” “No, wait, I was just kidding” she clarifies seriously. “I said, what, get out!” he punctuates each word and slams the table. Arya, who sees her only chance, shattered, regrets having joked as she did, she never thought it would have such consequences. She walks devastated to the exit without expecting anything, now she doesn't know what to do or whom to turn to. She sees many cabs coming and tries to hail one, but instead a dark-colored Aston Martin pulls up in front of her. It is Ayden Emory. “Get in,” he asks, but she ignores him. “Is she always so hard-headed? Get in or no deal.” The hope that it wasn't all overtakes hold of her, and she gets into the sexy millionaire's car./0/21978/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ca2a8a907340c6a13e13204fbe161d9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Hooligan
🎤🎤.....In this world, a mother is the greatest warrior..... 🎤🎤 "How deep is the ocean? Without knowing the depths you can't rule over it. That is how you should be Zoya. Be like the ocean no one can rule." Amulya told her daughter. "People like us have no one to call our own, people like us live for alms. I won't always be with you forever my child, but promise me, I don't know how you are going to do it but you should become wealthy and help the likes of us. Be dominant and strong so that when you come to face your father one day, he will be scared of you. Others are scared of him, but you, let him be scared of you, promise me Zoya." "I promise you mother." Zoya promised. "But tell me, who is my father?" "Once you see him, you will know. He is feared all over India. I can't tell you his name, they might be watching my every move to end our lives." Amulya told her child looking around her in fear. "But don't worry my child, I will be alive till I have to hold your hand in the dark and make you walk through it even when you are scared of the dark, then I will teach you to even leave my hand and stand strong against others and walk through the darkness without fear." Zoya, a ten year old poor girl became alone when her mother, (Amulya a 22 year old woman who escape from a well feared man that made her his sex slave at the age of 11), died in an accident alongside with her adopted sister. "Even in your final breath. Do remember your promise. Thorny paths are what you will find in this world. Even if the earth burns as a barrier, cross it and come. Without giving up your persistence, stand firmly in front Zoya." This is the story of Zoya who went beyond destiny to become India number 1 most feared Don and fulfilling her late mother's wish, then, her mother's past came knocking on her door./0/92059/coverorgin.jpg?v=d5da51e48108a14835afbaa54afdd8e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Husband's Twisted Secret Life
My husband took me to a secluded villa for the weekend to honor the fifth anniversary of his sister's death. But I found her alive, laughing on the patio with him and my parents. They were bouncing a little boy on their laps-a boy with my husband's hair and his "dead" sister's eyes. I heard Mark call me his "dutiful, grieving wife," laughing about how easy I was to fool. My own mother looked at Annelise with a love she had never once shown me. My entire five-year marriage was a performance designed to keep me occupied while they lived their real lives in secret. He didn't just confess; he told me I was nothing but a "convenient solution." Then he revealed their final plan: they had already arranged to have me involuntarily committed to a psychiatric hospital, using my fabricated "grief" as the reason. I ran. After setting a fire as a diversion, I hid in a ditch by the main road, my life in ashes. With nowhere else to turn, I made a desperate call to the one person I knew my husband feared: his biggest rival./1/114446/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c4da308d0fd5196e2d42232aae36f2f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mind-Reading CEO's Emotionless Contract Wife
Jazmin woke up with a splitting headache and red system error codes flickering across her vision, only to realize she was trapped in a bizarre reality as a billionaire's contract wife. Before she could even process the alien data in her mind, her arrogant husband, Adrian, threw a harsh divorce agreement onto her lap. "You get nothing. Melody is the one I love. You were just a placeholder," he sneered, demanding she leave the marriage without a single cent. When she didn't break down in tears, he grew furious and lunged forward, his fingers closing tightly around her throat to remind her of her place. His wealthy family expected her to quietly accept her public humiliation, while her greedy adoptive parents immediately demanded a payout, treating her like a worthless ATM. They all thought she was still the same fragile, pathetic woman who would beg for their scraps and cry over their cruelty. They had no idea that the original Jazmin was already dead, and the system had loaded a completely different, indestructible entity into her body. Jazmin didn't shed a single tear or gasp for air. She simply grabbed Adrian's wrist, shattered his bones with a sickening crunch, and tossed him through a glass window like a bag of trash. "I'd rather dance alone in hell than be a dog in your heaven." Taking the massive settlement she extorted, she walked straight into the arms of his deadliest rival, ready to tear this entire world apart./0/82650/coverorgin.jpg?v=c3785e31cf9e17248d3db46ea16d0972&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Life, A Perfect Scam
My life as a rising star in software development was predictable, good. Then the Affinity Gauge appeared, numbers hovering above everyone's heads, revealing their true feelings for me. My college sweetheart, Chloe, charming and affectionate, always told me how much she leaned on me, especially after her wealthy adopted family found their biological daughter. I poured thousands into "her foster mother's medical bills" and "her childhood friend's 'vocational' tuition," believing it was all for our future, our marriage. Despite my love, her Affinity Gauge stubbornly read a stark, unbelievable 0. I told myself it was a glitch, until I overheard her in a cafe. "That five thousand Ethan gave me barely covered Mrs. Gable's retainer for the month's act!" she'd hissed. Her friend, Liam, added, "We need to push for the big one, the six-figure investment, then you dump him." My world tilted, the 0 above her head blazing into terrifying clarity. The woman I loved, the future I envisioned, was a meticulously crafted lie. I watched them, Liam flashing designer everything, Chloe playing the innocent victim, their intimacy undeniable. Their demands escalated, a fabricated medical emergency the final straw. My affection curdled into a cold, grim resolve. How could I have been so blind, so stupid? The betrayal cut deep, but the Gauge had been right all along, a cruel, undeniable truth. The sheer audacity of their fraud, the hundreds of thousands they'd robbed from me, demanded justice. I wouldn't be their fool any longer. I began to dismantle their carefully constructed reality, piece by piece, starting with a call to a private investigator. This wasn't just about reclaiming my money; it was about exposing every single lie and making sure they paid for every cent of their deceit./0/66752/coverorgin.jpg?v=ee399b5707d0029ce4d260bf91ebf58a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Power of Love And Sacrifice
In the small seaside town of Fair Haven, Eleanor Carter's world is unraveling. A once-vibrant artist, she returns home after a devastating diagnosis, her body slowly betraying her. But it's the love she shares with Liam Harrington, her childhood friend turned the love of her life, that keeps her tethered to hope. Liam, a fisherman with calloused hands and a heart full of devotion, will stop at nothing to save Eleanor-even if it means sacrificing everything he has. Working endless hours, pushing his body to its limits, he's determined to do whatever it takes to give her the future they once dreamed of. But as the burden of his sacrifices grows heavier, Eleanor faces a painful dilemma: can she allow him to give so much, or will her love for him force her to let him go? In this poignant tale of love, sacrifice, and the price of devotion, Eleanor and Liam must navigate the storms of life, where the true power of love lies not in what you're willing to give, but in what you're willing to endure together. Can their love survive the ultimate test, or will it crumble under the weight of their sacrifices?/0/89139/coverorgin.jpg?v=1324a66d41904b3358eaf9757d293150&imageMogr2/format/webp)
ENTANGLED WITH THE THREE BILLIONAIRES
Shelly Mchan, a young woman in her early twenties, arrives at Hawthorn company, hoping to gain Independence and freedom. She get's entangled with three men; one her boyfriend, the other her boss and the other, her boss's twinn. These three men, known as the King brothers belong to the wealthy conglomerate family ranking second in the US wealthiest and most influential families. Any woman will do anything to sleep with any of these three powerful brothers but Shelly Mchan who sleeps with all three of them finds herself trapped in the web of their lust and enemity. How horrible can it be to find yourself in the middle of the power tussel between these three powerful brothers? When their conglomerate father announces that the largest share of his inheritance and company goes to any of his three sons settled down in marriage, Shellys gets thorn between saying the truth and changing her status as she finds out that she's pregnant for one of the brothers but doesn't know who in particular is the father. Could it be her overprotective boyfriend or her boss's twinn who's so obsessed with her, or even worse, her domineering and possesive boss who says he hates her but his actions speaks otherwise? Who could be the actual father? who could be the one that her heart really longs for? If she could marry into the Kings family and become Mrs. King who among the brothers will be her man? What if the father of the baby isn't the one her body yearns for, her mind shuts down for or the one her heart throbs and races for?/0/41445/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f6f84b3001abd9c3014c794673ab40e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Enchanting the Mafia Don
"Go on Athena," Luciano whispered, sliding a hand around my waist. "Shoot me. This was what you wanted all along wasn't it?" Tears ran down my cheeks. My hands trembled with the gun. He was right. This was what I had wanted. "Athena," He leaned forward, burying his face in my neck, his hands around me tightening. "Shoot already. End this. For both our sakes..." **** When Athena was given the mission to infiltrate Moretti Industries as an undercover agent for the FBI and find information on the Lord of the Mafia, she sees it as the golden opportunity to get her revenge on the man whom she thinks killed her father- Luciano Moretti. Her plan is simple. Entice Luciano until he spills all his secrets to her and then kill him. However, along the line, Athena realizes that she would have to fight, not only against Luciano and his enemies but against her feelings as well. What happens when Athena begins to yearn for her enemy? Will she complete her mission, avenge her father's death or Instead, allow her heart to decide? FB handle - HB Temilorun IG handle - hb_temilorun/1/127424/coverorgin.jpg?v=21cb5e1075987505fe0c7a95a0a4395e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
