Romance Books for Women
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Between Drinks and Deadlines
Selene has spent the last two years hustling through side jobs, sending out endless applications, and surviving the grind of unemployment. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she lands a job at Stones Technology as the CEO's secretary-a position that feels like the fresh start she's been waiting for. To celebrate this hard-won milestone, Selene and her best friend, Maya, head to a club for a night of drinks and dancing. A few shots in, Selene catches the eye of a strikingly handsome yet enigmatic man. The chemistry is instant, and before long, one thing leads to another. The next morning, she wakes up alone in a hotel room, the handsome stranger long gone. Shrugging it off as a successful one-night stand, Selene consoles herself with the thought that in a city as big as New York, the chances of crossing paths again are practically zero. But when she arrives for her first day at Stones Technology, Selene is hit with a rude-and very cold-awakening. The mysterious man she spent the night with? He's not a stranger after all. He's her new boss, and he's nothing like the charming man from the club. Now, Selene has to navigate a work environment where every interaction is laced with tension, and nothing is as simple as she thought. Will she have her happily ever after or will other external factors complicated her path to a happy ending?/0/84601/coverorgin.jpg?v=c58d4d6010426b06c9da533dfdf77920&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Caged Love
The camera flashes were blinding, a storm of light. My fiancé, Ethan, stood at the podium, his hand clutching mine, whispering sweet nothings for the reporters. He declared his eternal love, sacrificing his ambitions for my "crippled" self, the pianist whose dream was tragically cut short. But an hour earlier, I'd overheard him and my best friend, Bella. "Her hands… are they permanently damaged?" Bella whispered. "Completely," Ethan confirmed, his voice chillingly cold. "The 'accident' was flawless. She\'s a cripple, Bella. You have nothing to worry about." My world shattered. The car crash, the botched surgery-all a meticulously planned lie. My supposed recovery was overseen by Dr. Ben, who had helped Ethan ensure I would never play again. I lay in a hospital bed, my bandaged hands a testament to their cruelty, left to grapple with the shocking betrayal. How could the man who promised me forever, the one I loved, orchestrated such a heinous plot? The deeper I looked, the more horrifying truths unravelled: I was drugged for months to appear unstable, and the tragic miscarriage I suffered wasn\'t natural-he had murdered our unborn child. The love I thought was real was a delusion, a carefully constructed cage. With nothing left to lose, and fueled by a cold, searing rage, I stopped merely existing. I was no longer a victim. I was a survivor, and I would make them pay. My escape wasn't just about leaving; it was about orchestrating their downfall, piece by agonizing piece./1/108223/coverorgin.jpg?v=376ce42bf025bc04fbcfde1492c1907e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Blind Billionaire's Hidden Genius Wife
My father didn’t look at me like a daughter; he looked at me like a bad loan he needed to settle. After five years of being nothing but a monthly expense on his ledger, I was shoved back into the Quinn mansion, smelling the expensive lavender that masked the rot beneath the floorboards. He slammed a prenuptial agreement onto the mahogany table and gave me a heartless ultimatum. "Sign it and marry Harrison Sterling, or I call the care facility in ten minutes and tell them to pull the plug on your mother's life support." My stepmother Lydia told me I should be grateful for this "future," while my stepsister Tiffany kicked a bag with her old, hideous wedding dress at my feet. They told me I was born for nothing but to pay off their debts. I was shipped off in the rain to the Sterling estate, a stone fortress where the housekeeper treated me like a servant and locked me in a pitch-black room. Inside, my new husband—a man rumored to be a blind, unstable monster—hurled a crystal glass at my head and tried to strangle me with his bare hands. I could feel the tremors in his grip and the sickly-sweet smell of neurotoxins on his breath. I realized then that Harrison wasn't the master of this house; he was a specimen in a jar, being systematically poisoned by his own family while cameras watched his every move. My own father had sold me into a death trap, thinking I was just a desperate girl with nowhere else to go. But they didn't know I had been living a double life as a medical prodigy who graduated from Johns Hopkins at nineteen. I pinned my "monster" husband to the floor, pulled a set of silver acupuncture needles from the hem of my dress, and made him a deal. "I’ll give you your eyes back, and in exchange, you help me burn both our families to the ground."/1/113229/coverorgin.jpg?v=848a67ba7706c80f5a8670c7e62a165b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped In The Reborn Billionaire's Embrace
Dalton woke up drenched in cold sweat, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. The room was dark, but the date on the nightstand screamed the truth: it was three years ago, the exact night his nightmare began. Beside him, Audriana was thrashing in a drug-induced fever, her body burning as she clawed at her blouse. The memory of her lifeless, broken body from his past life slammed into his skull, and the suffocating realization hit him—he had been given a second chance. But before he could even process the miracle, the bedroom door clicked. Chadwick Kowalski, the man who had ruined Audriana in his past life, was outside with a pack of paparazzi, shoving a cloned keycard into the lock, ready to capture her at her most vulnerable. I watched as the reporters burst in, cameras flashing, desperate to document her destruction. They pointed fingers, screaming that I had forced her, while Chadwick played the heartbroken boyfriend to perfection, his eyes gleaming with greed as he sold her out to a debt-ridden poker ring. How could he be so cruel? How could he trade the woman he claimed to love for a stack of cash? I looked at Audriana, trembling and terrified in my arms, and felt a cold, lethal rage turn my blood to ice. I stepped into the frame, my voice cutting through the chaos like a blade. "Audriana Christensen is my fiancée," I declared, silencing the room instantly. This time, the nightmare ends with me, and I will burn everything to the ground to keep her safe./1/115732/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f130768f032b9768398cad55a9a6685&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Superstar's Obsession: My Unwanted Husband
I am a D-list actress with a terrible reputation and thousands of haters. But my real nightmare started when I got blackout drunk in Vegas and woke up next to Evander Byers, the untouchable, scandal-free superstar. Before I could even find my clothes, our parents barged into the hotel suite with a wall of corporate lawyers. Evander, the supposed god of the entertainment industry, played the victim perfectly. "She dragged me in here last night. I couldn't stop her." Under the crushing threat of my father freezing my bank accounts and the lawyers protecting Evander's pure image, I was forced to sign a marriage contract. Now, this manipulative monster has moved into my penthouse, claiming his legal rights as my fiancé. He controls my space, suffocates me with his dark obsession, and watches my bank balance drop to zero. Everyone thinks he is a flawless angel, but I know he is just a hypocritical control freak. I refuse to be his prisoner. Desperate for cash and an escape route, I secretly signed a contract for a trashy reality dating show. I thought a closed set in Hawaii would be the perfect place to hide from him, make millions, and ruin my toxic ex on national television. I packed my bags, thinking I had outsmarted the devil. But I didn't know that Evander had just canceled his global tour to call the network executives. The ultimate predator just bought his way into the cast, ready to hunt his runaway fiancée in front of the whole world./0/57381/coverorgin.jpg?v=f094f91cf3d729cc162b858cfec10e24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
SUBSTITUTE BRIDE: A DEBT TO PAY
Andrea Silva was forced to marry her twin sister’s supposed boyfriend after her twin sister, Camila Silva ran away. Andrea was deeply heartbroken when she found out the man she had just wedded was in love with her sister and she was just a substitute till Camila was back. Andrea thought she could make Damine Fel fall for her but what would happens when her sister comes back and want her boyfriend back? What would happen when her husband forced her to agree to a divorce? What would happen when she found out she was pregnant for him but he didn’t want anything to do with her?/0/20149/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260518115159&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love With The Emotionless Killer
LEILANI. I'm an orphan who was picked up by the roadside and left on the gate of a convent when I was a baby. I was raised by Reverend sisters and I spent all twenty three years of my life in the convent. I went to school there and did everything in the big convent, I've never been on my own until six months ago. When I told the sisters that I want to go out on my own, Sister Bernadette was scared because I've never been on my own before. Six months later, I'm doing fine. In a small quiet town, everything is great. The people are good. All was going really well.....until the day he showed up. The scariest man I've ever seen. And the way he looks at me? It's a look I don't understand but it never fails to send shivers down my spine. Who is he? What does he want from me? ZERO HE IS DARKNESS.... I am the bad guy of this story. Every story has a villain, and I am that villain. You can call me, Number Zero. Or Zero, for short. Frankly, I don't care. I am a born killer and I'm called The Killer Machine in the dark world, the part of the world do-gooders don't see. Think of every name you would call a professional killer, and give me that name, because you wouldn't be wrong. I would like to tell you that I try to do good, to do the right thing but that would be a lie. I don't see any need why I have to lie here. I am a very bad man, don't go searching for good because it's not there. I have so much darkness in me that if you stay in my mind for a long time, you go dark too. Don't mistake this for a confession because it is not. I'm not seeking for forgiveness and if you give it, I won't accept it. I'm not seeking for redemption here. My sins are my own. The first day I saw her, I just knew something. My new fascination. My first fascination in all my thirty three years of life. I must have her. I must make her mine./0/21557/coverorgin.jpg?v=4f2b736e3ed2b6215593b251df0224d8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped In A Fake Relationship
Everything is starting on my senior year. I date my brother's best friend who is the football player and one of the most popular kids in school. Until everything is changed, he has a crush on someone else and I'm trying to find someone that can make him jealous and I start this fake relationship with Sam Evans only to make him jealous. Emily Hudson is the head cheerleader in William McKinley High School. She is in senior year with her twin brother, Finn Hudson. She got everything until Noah Puckerman (her boyfriend) has a crush on someone else and make her want to do anything to get Puck back. What is the thing that Emily gonna do? Will she get Puck back or find someone new?/0/47682/coverorgin.jpg?v=2028d912abf81698089e4d0117e3fea5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling for you-
Ashton finds himself captivated by the simplicity and hidden beauty of Winter, contrasting her with the flashy Trixie. Despite initial disinterest, he realizes his feelings for Winter have grown, even attempting to rekindle things with Trixie to no avail. Winter occupies his thoughts, and he hopes she reciprocates his feelings./0/50185/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250630101753&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Regret {Regret Series #1}
Meet Charles Walker, a wealthy and powerful billionaire, who seemingly has it all. But beneath his seemingly perfect exterior lies a heart burdened with remorse. Years ago, he walked away from the only woman he ever loved, Kathleen Johnson, because he believed she was no longer fitting for his lavish lifestyle. Unbeknownst to Charles, that fateful decision led to an unintended consequence - Kathleen was pregnant with his child. Now, fate has intervened, gifting charles with a painful revelation: he has a beautiful daughter he never knew existed. Determined to right his wrongs, Charles sets out on a journey to win back Kathleen's heart and build a future for their fragile family. But as he embarks on this impossible quest, he soon discovers that forgiveness is not easily granted, and trust is not easily regained. Please y'all should give this story a chance I'm sure you won't regret it 🌟/1/111039/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260528012914&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed By The Enemy
When Dante Moretti discovers his arranged husband is the son of the man who massacred his family, he sees the perfect opportunity for revenge. Alessandro Santoro accepts the marriage as penance for sins he couldn't prevent, expecting nothing but the punishment he believes he deserves. But living together reveals cracks in the story both families told. Alessandro wasn't the enemy Dante thought. Dante isn't the monster Alessandro feared. As they uncover the real conspiracy behind the massacre, they're forced to choose between the vengeance that's defined them and the fragile connection growing between them./0/55191/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260526072626&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tears Of Revelation
"In the midst of heartbreak and betrayal, a young woman's world unravels with the shocking revelation of her boyfriend's impending marriage. Struggling to come to terms with the truth, she grapples with family illness and unexpected news of her own. As she navigates through the turmoil, she discovers inner strength she never knew she possessed. 'Tears of Revelation' is a poignant tale of resilience, love, and the power of self-discovery in the face of life's greatest challenges."/0/83819/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106203130&imageMogr2/format/webp)
You Can't Afford My Happiness Now
My wedding day. The music swelled at the Boston Yacht Club. I stood at the altar, eyes fixed on the aisle, waiting for Sarah, my fiancée. The woman I' d built my tech career around. The doors opened. There she was, beautiful, but her face was a hard mask I didn' t recognize. She took the microphone from the officiant. "Ethan," she announced, her voice amplified for everyone to hear. "I can' t marry you today." The silence was physical. "I' m pregnant," she continued, a small, triumphant smile on her lips. "And the baby isn' t yours, Ethan. It' s Mark' s." Mark. Her high-school boyfriend. A collective gasp swept through the crowd. "But don' t worry," she added, her voice dropping intimatel, yet still heard by all. "You' re a good man. I need that for my child. So, you wait for me. I' ll have the baby, Mark and I will get this out of our systems, and then, once my child has a stable home-your home-I' ll marry you." She was using my love as a weapon, demanding I be her reliable wallet after she was done playing house with the man she actually wanted. She was humiliating me in front of everyone, assuming I was that weak. That I was that devoted. The all-consuming fire of my love was extinguished, replaced by a profound, chilling emptiness. I turned, walked past the shocked faces, and didn' t look back. Hours later, a powerful man and his brilliant daughter made me an insane offer. Marry her. A cold, calculated business transaction to erase my public disgrace. It was exactly what I needed./0/32977/coverorgin.jpg?v=5101c661539f62d47cb4396e3b0ba8e2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Endless Desire
"Okay, I'm done with this!" Carl said with anger "Who do you think you are? Some kind of Aphrodite? Why would I want to impress a witch like you? Look, you might be pretty on the outside but you're hideous on the inside." He went very close to her face, staring deep into her eyes "you ain't shit!! And get that into your head that the world doesn't revolve around you." Anne raised her hand to slap Carl but he was quick enough to hold her hand just before it could land on his cheeks. "not today" he whispered as he let go of her and left with rage. ..................... "Carl, do you still love me?" Anne seriously asked Carl but he kept quiet. He didn't want to answer her question. Anne moved closer to Carl and clutch the collar of his shirt with both hands. "Do you still love me? ANSWER ME!!" Anne demanded. ... Carl swiftly grabbed Anne and pinned her back to the wall. With his hands firmly on her shoulders, his eyes were fixed on her silver eyes with so much desire and determination. He couldn't help but lock lips with her and kiss her passionately.... *** Endless Desire is a romantic story that tells the tale of a beautiful and hot-headed girl, Anne, and a filthy rich, sexy, charming man, Carl. They're both lovers with insecurities but their love and desire for each other remain endless./0/35480/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f92bc36b0f8ebbc6d74febf5a0557a6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Taste Of Seduction
Anastasia is a ravishing beauty that once you set your eyes on her, you'll lust her body. Her charm only triggers a man's sexual urge that seems irresistible. Fate makes her cross paths with Arthur, is a prince who neglects his Royal duties and disguises himself as a merchant to carry out a mission secretly. Among all the men Anastasia has been dealing with, he is the only one that never lusts after her body, now that she finds out she'll do anything to make him beg to have her body. “Just tell me you want to sleep with me!” She snarled and rolled her eyes. She was standing naked before him, however, he didn't spare her a glance. “I don't want your body, get that into your head. The next time you try to seduce me I'll have you put in the dungeon for two weeks.” He made himself clear to her. Will she ever succeed in making the prince acknowledge her beauty?/0/37983/coverorgin.jpg?v=2254a2ea5d31f4431f6c6f4ee48c5697&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Angel Of Death
Dr. Alexander, a respected psychologist, is forced to confront his deepest fears when he agrees to counsel the infamous killer, the Angel of Death, Ezrael/Ezra. But When a simple consulting turns into a prison break, Ezra decides to keep him captive and now Dr. Alexander must navigate the treacherous world of her shadowy past and fight to stay true to his principles. Gradually, as he delves deeper into her past, he began to uncover her mysterious connection to him, pieces of his long lost childhood memories resurfaced and he sets out to uncover the truth. But as they face off against a powerful mastermind who wants to bring them both down and their own inner demons, they must decide where their loyalties lie. Simultaneously, while they fight to stay alive and uncover the truth, Dr. Alexander must confront the dark side of his own nature and the overwhelming attraction he feels for Ezra. Will he be able to resist the pull of her seductive embrace and save her from her own demons, or will he be consumed by the shadows that surround them? With its blend of action, suspense, mystery, and romance, "My Angel of Death" is a thrilling journey into the heart of darkness and the dangerous power of love. Disclaimer: This novel contains violence/strong language/sexual contents/trauma...not recomended to readers under 16. Thanks for deciding to support my story <3/0/40486/coverorgin.jpg?v=3c6d78c47b7905e71f604e93f1253731&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Genius Liar (English)
The story of a wife who begins to suspect her husband's loyalty. When her investigation leads to the fact that her husband is proven to be having an affair, what will she choose? Letting go or forgiving? When there is a baby in their midst who still really needs a father figure. This is the story of Indira Gianina, the figure of a wife who is so persistent in trying to uncover the lies of her husband, Raefal Shahreza who is so good at speaking his tongue. Indira is also a strong and tough wife, who will do anything to prove that as a legal wife, she is much better and honorable than a woman who intends to take her husband./0/82724/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106201305&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His First Love, My Last Hope
My marriage to Ethan was a practical arrangement, but I secretly longed for true love. When I unexpectedly discovered I was pregnant, a fragile hope blossomed-perhaps this baby would finally forge a real family. That hope shattered instantly. Outside the clinic, I found Ethan tending to his college sweetheart, Chloe Vanderbilt, dramatically faking a migraine. He dismissed me entirely, ordering me to run errands for her, treating me like an errand girl, not his wife. Chloe's return was a relentless, calculated campaign. Her carefully curated social media posts, featuring Ethan's relaxed smiles and comforting embraces with her, became a constant public humiliation. He'd rationalize his growing closeness, always prioritizing her "fragility" over my very existence. The final blow came via a video: my husband, kissing her deeply at a gala I was told I was "too tired" to attend. Overwhelmed, I confronted him, signing the divorce papers he' d pre-signed years ago. But Chloe wasn't done. She set a vicious trap, coercing a former friend to falsely accuse me of plotting against her. Ethan, blinded by Chloe's performance, instantly believed I was capable of malice, dismissing my desperate pleas. The ultimate devastation struck: Chloe deliberately pushed me down the stairs, resulting in a brutal, agonizing miscarriage. Ethan, finding us, rushed to Chloe's side, cradling her fabricated injuries, utterly abandoning me as I lay bleeding, my child slipping away. In that harrowing moment, all love and hope died, replaced by an unyielding resolve to uncover the truth and finally, irrevocably, reclaim my life from their poisonous lies./0/87730/coverorgin.jpg?v=d23fed31d30aa0bba8aed16417ee6b24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Rival, My Only Hope
On my birthday, my mother told me it was time to choose a fiancé from New York's most eligible bachelors. She urged me to pick Alexander Booth, the man I loved with a foolish passion in my previous life. But I remembered how that love story ended. On the eve of our wedding, Alexander faked his death in a private jet crash. I spent years as his grieving fiancée, only to find him alive and well on a beach, laughing with the poor student I had personally sponsored. They even had a child. When I confronted him, our friends-the men who had pretended to comfort me-held me down. They helped Alexander throw me into the ocean and watched from the pier as I drowned. As the water closed over my head, only one person showed any real emotion. My childhood rival, Darrian Golden, screamed my name as they held him back, his face twisted in grief. He was the only one who cried at my funeral. Opening my eyes again, I was back in our penthouse, just a week before the big decision. This time, when my mother asked me to choose Alexander, I gave her a different name. I chose the man who mourned me. I chose Darrian Golden./0/29379/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220825093517&imageMogr2/format/webp)
