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Romance Books for Women

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The Vows Unspoken

The Vows Unspoken

For five years, Liam was my world. I thought we were building a future, heading for marriage, and I even used my connections to get us VIP tickets to a tech conference-a power move for his career. Then, on the giant live-stream screen, I watched him kiss his new assistant, Sarah, a deep, passionate embrace for thousands to see. Hours later, after a dazed walk and a screech of tires, I woke up in a hospital, bruised, concussed, and staring at Liam, who casually informed me he had hit me with his car. He then lied to my face, claiming Sarah was just his boss, and somehow convinced the hospital I had amnesia, painting me as an unstable woman who' d simply "forgotten" our relationship. The humiliation deepened when I discovered his hidden journal-a five-year chronicle of how I was merely a "placeholder," a temporary fix until his true love, Sarah, returned. He tried to reconcile, offering money and calls, but his desperate attempts felt hollow against the truth: he had never seen me as a person, only a convenient stand-in. Then came the final blow: Sarah announced as the new Head of Architecture, taking the promotion I' d worked years for, a public, corporate execution. But just as I thought I' d lost everything, a forgotten connection resurfaced. My Uncle David' s persistent offer of an arranged marriage, a path I' d once dismissed, suddenly glimmered with an unexpected promise. Little did I know, the man I was about to meet wasn't just a family friend, but a quiet, constant presence from my past, ready to offer a future I never dared to dream of.
Jilted Bride, Unexpected Proposal

Jilted Bride, Unexpected Proposal

Tonight was supposed to be the happiest night of my life, my engagement party to Alex Turner at the grand St. Regis ballroom. He was handsome, the heir to a fortune, and I had loved him for three years. As he reached for the ring, a woman stumbled in, disheveled and crying. "Alex!" she wailed, claiming she' d been drugged. It was Chloe Hayes, his childhood friend, the one he always called "just like a sister." Without a moment' s hesitation, Alex abandoned me on stage, scooping Chloe into his arms and disappearing into a private lounge. The crowd' s whispers and snickers burned my ears. "Did you see that? He just left her." "On their engagement night, too. How humiliating." My joy curdled into a cold, hard knot. I wanted the floor to swallow me whole. How could he do this to me, after everything? Why was I always the one left behind, the one humiliated? Just as shame threatened to consume me, another figure stepped into the spotlight. It was Daniel Sterling, Alex' s business rival. He picked up the abandoned engagement ring, ascended the stage, and knelt before me. "He can' t even be bothered to give you the ring himself," he said, his eyes surprisingly kind. Then, he held up the ring and asked, "Jane Lim, he doesn' t deserve you. Will you marry me?" My mind went blank. He then pulled out a stunning emerald bracelet. "This is a Sterling family heirloom," he declared. "It belongs to the matriarch of our family. I want you to have it." In that moment, I saw a lifeline, a chance to reclaim my dignity. Looking at Daniel, a man I barely knew, offering more respect than Alex ever had, I took a deep breath. "Yes," I said, my voice shaking but clear. "I will."
The Unwanted Wife's Spectacular Genius Comeback

The Unwanted Wife's Spectacular Genius Comeback

I gave up my MIT physics fellowship to marry Emery, the ruthless CEO of the Kirkland family, thinking three years of devotion could warm his cold heart. Then I discovered he was desperately, secretly in love with Catalina—his younger brother's new fiancée. To protect his secret and keep her close, Emery used me as a pathetic shield. He watched coldly as his family publicly humiliated my background. He forced me to drink freezing champagne on an empty stomach just to appease Catalina's fake victim act. When I finally tried to leave, he blackmailed me with my father's corporate bailout contract, forcing me to move back into the main estate just so he could live under the same roof as the woman he truly wanted. The breaking point came when Catalina's unleashed Doberman lunged at me in the gardens. To save my right arm—the arm I needed for my research—I kicked the vicious beast in self-defense, twisting my ankle in the process. Emery rushed out. He didn't ask if I was bitten. He didn't look at my swollen leg or my pale face. He only saw Catalina sobbing over her whimpering dog, and he stared down at me with pure, absolute disgust. "Why did you do that?" Looking up at the man I had loved for three years, the last chain holding me to this miserable marriage shattered. I didn't bother to explain. I just pulled out my phone, contacted the most ruthless divorce attorney in Boston, and headed back to my lab.
The Wedding Planner's Billionaire Contract

The Wedding Planner's Billionaire Contract

He needed a wife to save his empire. I needed the money to save my future. Our marriage was supposed to be pure business... until our practiced kisses started feeling painfully real. ----------- As a wedding planner, I, Elena Torres, know a fake smile from a mile away. I just never thought I'd be wearing one in my own wedding photos. When reclusive billionaire Alexander Thorne offers me two million dollars to be his contract bride for one year, it's a simple deal: I play the perfect, doting wife to secure his merger, and I walk away with a fortune. The rules are clear: No real feelings. No messy attachments. Just cold, hard cash and a stunning diamond ring for the cameras. But the moment he pulls me close for our first "practice" kiss, a shocking spark ignites between us. His protective arm around me stops being an act, and the warmth in his storm-gray eyes looks terrifyingly genuine. Now, I'm falling for my own fake husband. And with paparazzi hunting our every move and his powerful family waiting for me to slip up, this marriage of convenience is becoming dangerously inconvenient for my heart. Can a love built on a lie ever become real? Or will our billion-dollar deal end in the most expensive heartbreak of all? A full-length, steamy billionaire romance featuring a marriage of convenience, fake dating, forced proximity, and a guaranteed happily ever after.
The Hockey Captain's $300,000 Fake Fiancée

The Hockey Captain's $300,000 Fake Fiancée

My father was dying. My younger brother needed surgery. And I needed $300,000 I didn't have. After a wealthy blind date calculated my family's medical bills over dinner and told me no man would ever want "a mess like mine," I walked away with nothing but humiliation. Then Harrison Scott offered to buy my help. Briar University's golden hockey captain needed a respectable fake fiancée to silence his scandal-hungry ex and protect his career. I needed money. One contract. Three hundred thousand dollars. No feelings. I should have known nothing about Harrison was that simple. Behind the dazzling smile and college-star reputation, he was the secret heir to a multibillion-dollar sports empire. He erased my father's hospital debt, paid for my brother's surgery, and gave me enough power to finally face the former best friend who had framed me for a car crash and stolen my boyfriend. The deal was fake. The way Harrison touched me wasn't. And every time he called me his fiancée, it became harder to remember where the contract ended-and where something dangerously real began. Then my father coughed up blood. Before the doctors rushed him into surgery, he confessed the secret that destroyed everything I knew about myself. "I'm not your real father, Elly. Your mother left you with a locket bearing the Bass family crest... and I stole it." I had spent my whole life poor, humiliated, and made to feel worthless-only to discover I might be the stolen daughter of a powerful dynasty. Now my father was dying, my enemies still thought I was helpless, and the only person I could turn to was the man I had promised never to need. My fake fiancé. My secret billionaire. The man who was about to make our $300,000 lie feel dangerously real.