Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Every Second Of Yours Is Mine
The moment he set his eyes on her, a burning desire lit up inside of him. Gregorio couldn't care less for any woman, but once his gaze met Chloe's at her birthday party, he knew he wanted her all to himself. Out of jealousy, Chloe's sister and stepmother decided to set her up. Groggy and drugged, she suddenly bumped into a mysterious man. The woman in front of Gregorio had a wild aroma, clouding his mind with desire as he approached her step by step. Holding his prey in his arms, he opened the door and whisked her away. After the wild and passionate night they spent together, she found herself trapped in the claws of possessive love./1/127114/coverorgin.jpg?v=d03d57363ece0781bd9946cf6ed635f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Surviving The Fall: My Husband's Deadly Betrayal
I gave up my career in New York to become the perfect, devoted wife to my NHL star husband. But on our second anniversary, a hidden mic in his study revealed a horrifying truth. He wasn't just cheating on me. To protect his multi-million dollar endorsements and please his mistress, he and his mother were actively plotting an "accident" to get rid of me and the baby growing inside my womb. Days later, he took me on a romantic getaway to a secluded cabin. "I've got you." He whispered those sweet words by the cliff's edge, right before his hands shoved me into the freezing lake below. I survived the icy depths, but the agonizing cramps in my abdomen told me my baby didn't make it. Waking up in the sterile hospital room, I watched Shane put on a flawless, tearful performance of a devastated father for the doctors, acting like the perfect grieving husband. I had loved this man with all my heart for five years, only to realize that to him, my life and our child were nothing but disposable trash blocking his path. How could the man who promised to protect me be such a cold-blooded monster? Looking at his perfectly constructed mask of sorrow, I didn't scream or expose his crimes. Instead, I hid my bleeding palms under the blanket and gave him a fragile, trusting smile. The naive Eveline died in that freezing lake, and now, I will destroy everything he holds dear./0/51193/coverorgin.jpg?v=d120edfc595220e29f599bab7a546f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
abandoned wife
"When will I be back, Jov? Govan and I are already at the airport. Why... Why did you change your mind? Do you want to leave me here?" I asked my husband from the other line. I looked at our son whom I am carrying now. This is the day I've been waiting for. The day we'll return to the Philippines, and I've tried convincing Joavani several times to bring us back. I was so happy when he told me that. That we can finally go home with our child. But he called because he wanted... Only Govan, only Govan to go back, not me. "Just follow what I said, Gotchelle... Govan will come home first. Don't worry, I'll still set a schedule for when you'll come back," he said, and I let out a sigh. "I've waited for this day for months, Jov..." I said, and tears welled up immediately. My chest tightened, and it felt hard to breathe. "Please... When I choose a day to bring you home, I'll be the one to pick you up, Gotchelle..." "Why are you doing this to me, Joavani? I thought... I thought everything was over for you? After you... had our child undergo a DNA test and found out that you... you're really his Dad and not someone else--" "We're only talking now, Gotchelle. So don't let us fight because of that. Yes, all that is no longer with me. I understand, and I know the truth. Just please, follow me," he pleaded. I sighed again and caressed my son's face. "Don't you wonder, Joavani? Why I only sent you the DNA test results of our child? Why until now you still don't know what Govan looks like?" I asked with a smile, and tears started to fall. My chest tightened, and I felt the pain. "Gotchelle..." "He's just like you, exactly like you, Joavani. No doubt... he's your son. That's why I didn't send you his photos because I want... I want you to meet him as your son without any doubts... Jov... Okay, I'll follow what you said. Just... just take good care of our child while... while I'm not here, okay? I love him so much, Jov. I love our child so much," I said and kissed Govan's head wholeheartedly before handing him over to his babysitter. "Gotchelle?" "When they arrive, call me immediately, Joavani. Go on..." I said and ended the call. "Ma'am, are you sure you won't come with us?" my son's babysitter asked with concern. I shook my head. "I hurt my husband so much before, and I didn't appreciate him just because... I wanted someone else. But he's not hard to love, so I'll follow what he wants. His orders for me. Just please, take care of my child, okay?" I said, and she nodded. Govan extended his hand as if he didn't want me to go, and when I held it, he gripped it tightly. "Mam-ma..." "See you when I see you, my son. Mommy loves you, always," I said with teary eyes as they started walking away, and it felt like a heavy stone was pressing on my chest. My tears fell like rain due to the continuous dripping. I waved to him even though he tried to look away and was already crying. This is what Joavani wants, what my husband wants, so I'll follow. I still hope that someday I'll leave this country, but it didn't happen. Because when he called me and said he would pick me up, I refused. How will I go back home? How will I face him when... I'm useless? Because when I was about to go home from the airport, I didn't expect that an accident was waiting for me, causing me to become disabled. I can't walk anymore, so if I go home to my family, I'll just be a burden to them. So, I chose to stay here... for several years. Yes, it lasted that long. I often tell Joavani that I'll come home next month, but it just passes without me fulfilling it. Because I deliberately avoid continuing... He won't need a wife in a wheelchair anymore./0/19397/coverorgin.jpg?v=6ba0e60c5a5646832d48612e64681287&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Julius & Juliana
Driven by his desire and desperation to win her heart in love, Julius, who kept himself from being known as a Prince, decides to risk his life for her, just because he wanted her to love him for his personality and not for the fact that he's a Prince. Although, his sacrifice wasn't genuine and when the cat was let out of the bag, she finds it difficult and impossible to stop loving him, despite disapproval of their union by her cruel father, who swore never to allow his only daughter get married to a peasant. Julius finds himself in a coma, just whiskers away from death and only her could save him. Will she, a princess and an only daughter of a wealthy king, sacrifice her life genuinely to save him? Or will she rather let him die and marry the one her father approves for her to marry? You don't want to miss this story....trust me and give it a try!!!/0/25886/coverorgin.jpg?v=96e632ac521c4987f3bfcd06e2dea002&imageMogr2/format/webp)
First Love: A Love Once Lost
Then Louis snapped. “Hey, Martin this is Lalaine, Lalaine this is Martin,” Louis introduced me with a goofy smile. I instantly turned to him and glared at him but he just shrugged. Then, he gestured to Martin who I saw already looking at me. So, I took a deep breath first and bit my lower lip. “H-hi! I’m Lalaine Cole,” I shyly smile showing my cute dimples and I try so hard not to blush in front of him. “She has a crush on you,” Louis suddenly announced with a smile grinning from ear to ear. “Wait, what?! Louis!” I was surprised by what he said. Then, I glared at him. And then, I saw Martin staring and smiling at me, flashing his dimples on me. I gulped, mesmerized by his hypnotic eyes with his charming smiles which made me tremble… Meet Lalaine Cole Mendoza, a freshman student at McKinley High School. A sweet, shy type, simple girl, and a happy-go-lucky person. She has a secret crush on a senior guy in her school. What will happen if your ultimate crush is unexpectedly introduced to you by your friend? Will it be, okay? Will she admit her feelings to him? Let's join Lalaine in her amazing high school life story with her ultimate crush./0/58331/coverorgin.jpg?v=be51925eb384d5ce4773995162f57d39&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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HAUNTED BY THE HANDSOME GHOST
When Maddie found out she was not the only one living in her new house, she shudder in fear and curiosity. Why is it here? Why she always having a weird dream about someone memories? After fighting with herself with what she should do about a handsome ghost in her house, Maddie decided to help him found out what was the truth behind his mysterious death in the past. Twists and turns, Maddie not only found out the truth, but also the warmth and pull towards his light. This is the love story between human and the forgotten soul./0/81367/coverorgin.jpg?v=514a5810b315318ac15aaf46d2b993de&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Truth Behind The Billionaire's Amnesia
I gave him my kidney, my world, the man I' d loved for ten years. Ethan Vanderbilt, my everything, needed a miracle after his crash and amnesia. The perfect match felt like fate, a second chance for us. But when I woke up, sore yet hopeful, his mother Eleanor delivered a chilling blow. "Brittany Covington is his fiancée," she declared, "she gave him her kidney." Suddenly, my sacrifice was twisted into a lie, my love erased. Brittany, the woman who'd chased Ethan for years, smirked down at me, claiming his love, his salvation. Ethan, blank-eyed and memory-less, didn't recognize me, then flinched away, commanding, "Get her away from me." I was dragged out of the hospital, shoved against walls, slapped, my side screaming in protest. Later, at our shared penthouse, all my belongings were gone, replaced by hers. He shattered my most cherished vinyl records, then threw the sharp pieces, cutting my cheek, roaring for me to be thrown out like trash. How could ten years of love vanish? How could he believe these lies, these cruel fabrications, and turn into this monster? Was I truly nothing, my life-saving act utterly worthless, my heart and body breaking under their lies? Just when I thought all hope was lost, standing homeless and bleeding on the curb, a kind stranger offered a lifeline. Ethan' s cousin, David Harrison, pulled up. "Get in," he said, and my new life began with a most unexpected proposal./1/126790/coverorgin.jpg?v=a7444272bf2ddee83ce52ebff7cc26cb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hockey King by Day, Forbidden Uncle by Night
I ran from his bed. Now he's buying my past—and coming for my present. Three years ago, I was exiled to Northridge Academy—a brutal hockey meat-grinder ruled by an absolute tyrant. That tyrant was Julian Bennett: my father’s fiercest rival, the living legend of the NHL, and my legal uncle. In the freezing shadows of an empty rink, we crossed a line we could never uncross. Then, terrified of the fire between us and the secret growing inside me, I fled. Now, I’m back in New York for one night to secretly buy back The Tryst—a painting of our midnight embrace on the ice. But before I can claim it, Julian sweeps in with his VIP card, buying the canvas and trapping me against the gallery wall. Desperate to escape his suffocating grip, I weaponize our taboo: I call him "Uncle" in front of the flashing cameras. His answer? Dragging me into his Bentley with a cold, ruthless ultimatum: a mandatory DNA test to prove we don't share a single drop of blood. As the blurred lights of the rink and the city flash past, panic seizes my chest. If he proves we aren't family, I lose the only shield keeping me from falling back into his dangerous control—and worst of all, he’ll discover the two-year-old hockey prince I’ve been hiding in the shadows./0/22642/coverorgin.jpg?v=88214d6b45570198e54c4a8206c1938e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Desire- Sadie
Nathan sat on the roof with a portrait in his hand. He has been looking at her portrait for the past hours and he is not ready to let go of it. He stared at the picture with a satisfied smile on his face. His Sadie! He just can't stop staring at her. She was really his sweet angel which portrayed the meaning of her name. Sadie! He hugged the portrait before dropping it. He picked up his drawing paper and pencil ready to sketch her beautiful face again. Every corner of his room has her picture, everything! And almost all his belongings too. His plates were designed with her picture, his phone pouch was her, his wrist band has her name. His private company is in her name, his box has her picture, his closet, just name it. The workers thought he's running mad, no one believed it's love except his family and of course, his personal guard. He smiled at nothing, closing his eyes before starting the sketching. He's been stalking her ever since that fateful day they met , that fateful day she became his sweet angel. He knows her every move, everything she does and how she's being treated in her own home . He turned his hand in a fist and his jaw tightened. The thought of that does nothing but angers him. He wants to save her, he wants to take her out of that bondage but it's not yet time. She doesn't even recognize him, it will be insane to go ask her out for marriage when she doesn't know him . He's going to make them pay, watching his Sadie from a far distance seeing her in tears, seeing her lonely, seeing her sad and seeing her feeling unloved hurt his heart so much. If only she knew that she had him, he would love her forever. When he gets her, no strand of her hair can be touched unless it's the person's destiny to die by his hands. For what they are doing to her, he's never going to forgive them. When the time comes, he will destroy them with just a snap of his fingers. " Young master " Kaleb called bowing slightly. Nathan raised his head giving him a questioning look. He knows he doesn't like to be disturbed when he's up here so why is he here? " I am sorry to disturb you young master but I thought it's important I tell you this now " Kaleb said and bowed his head again, gulping hard. His young master has been in a very good mood for a long time now, he doesn't want him to go back to his old attitude of being cold and alone plus what he dreads to happen again. This will definitely do worse to him if he hears it but it's still his duty to inform him. "What is it, Kaleb?" Nathan asked calmly, taking his eyes back to his sketchbook . "It's..ummm. It's Sadie, young master." His heart divided into two the moment he heard Kaleb mentioned Sadie. He stood up in a swift standing curiously close to Kaleb with his heart racing fast. What about her?" Nathan asked breathlessly, he's finding it difficult to breathe all of a sudden. Kaleb glanced at his young master as he opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. He knows what this is going to cause to his young master, he knows he might become mentally unstable after this. That is scaring him because he doesn't want that to happen. "Talk to me Kaleb, what happened to Sadie?" Nathan yelled impatiently. "Sadie! She was stabbed by her sister a few minutes ago, young master." Kaleb paused to watch his young master's expression and to his surprise, it held none. Nathan tried processing what he just heard. Stabbed? His Sadie stabbed? That can't be! "I am sorry young master, I don't think she will make it." Kaleb added! Before he could shift away slightly as he felt uncomfortable. He saw his young master collapsing to the floor struggling to breathe. "Young master," he called with his body shaking in fright. Nothing must happen to him. Nothing! "Young master please," he called again but Nathan couldn't answer. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't! As much as he tries! He got an attack! His attack was back! Kaleb's fear came true. The inhaler! He needs to get it as fast as he can. With that, he left his young master on the floor and dashed out of the roof./0/45678/coverorgin.jpg?v=e365195ed7187d1f0a1fcef5d82cac71&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Domineering Billionaire’s Maid
Warning: Dark and BDSM theme story which involves highly adult content in the beginning. A naive maid who worked for two domineering billionaire brothers was attempting to hide from them because she had heard that if their lustful eyes fell on any woman, they made her their slave and owned her mind, body, and soul. What if she one day came across them? Who would hire her to serve as his personal maid? Who would control her body? Whose heart would she rule? Who would she fall in love with? Who would she despise? *** “Please don’t punish me. I’ll be on time next time. It is just that-“ “If next time you speak without my permission, I’ll shut you up with my shaft.” My eyes enlarge, listening to his words. *** “You belong to me, Kitten.” He pounds into me hard and fast, going deeper into me with his every thrust. “I… be…long.. to you, Master…” I’m just moaning insanely, clenching my hands behind my back./1/115759/coverorgin.jpg?v=efc73d5b8ca16a1c0872571e3609ef9b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Valentino's Contract(48-Hours of Sin)
"Thirty minutes for 10 thousand dollars."... That was the deal. Julian Valentino is a man made of ice and billions. After a brutal betrayal on Valentine's Day years ago, he swore off women, and vow to keep himself holy, now viewing love as a pathetic weakness... until he is anonymously drugged in an hotel. With his self-control crumbling and his body on fire, his path collides with Thalia. Thalia who is popularly known as "Tee" in the city's most elite lounges as a high-end sex worker who doesn't believe in fairy tales love. She works only for the bag and to fund the search for her lost identity. When she's booked for a quick thirty-minute job on Valentine's Day, she expects an easy paycheck. But didn't expect to be trapped in a security lockdown for forty-eight hours with a possessive, drug-fevered billionaire. What started as a thirty-minute transaction turns into two days of raw heat and whispered secrets. But when the hotel doors finally open, the nightmare isn't over. It's just beginning. As the billionaire now craves for her touches. He doesn't want to let her go. He wants a new deal. A new contract. And this time, the price is Thalia's soul./0/83963/coverorgin.jpg?v=9e9f3a1fecb685c125d5030d044284df&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Man She Called "Boring"
On the eve of my wedding, I was in the new house I' d bought for Jennifer, practicing my vows, believing my devotion would finally earn her love. My phone buzzed. It was a Finsta notification, her secret Instagram. Curiosity twisted my gut as I opened it. There, a picture of her hand, my three-carat diamond sparkling, intertwined with her ex-boyfriend Tyrone' s tattooed hand on a rumpled motel bed. The caption read: "One last taste of freedom before I'm locked down. #WildHeart." My blood ran cold. I called, but her voice was sharp, annoyed; then I heard his low laugh. Scrolling deeper, I found more: "He's so sweet and reliable, but so... boring. Sometimes I miss the passion." And the one that killed me: "My heart belongs to the music, but my life belongs to the money. It is what it is. The wedding is on. At least I'll be rich." Five years of love reduced to a transaction. I was just a walking ATM, a "boring safety net." Humiliation burned through me. But as my best man called to confirm the limo, a new feeling pushed through the pain: resolve. The wedding would happen. But Jennifer Chavez would not be the bride. I scrolled through my contacts. Molly Fuller. My college friend. "How would you like to get married tomorrow?" I asked. It was a contract. A shocking twist that would redefine everything./0/90452/coverorgin.jpg?v=43abbfc90fcea2a254e82a5e99923541&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Forever Crumbles: Love's Harsh Reality
My husband, the tech billionaire Jackson Watkins, was perfect. For two years, he adored me, and our marriage was the envy of everyone we knew. Then a woman from his past appeared, holding the hand of a pale, sick four-year-old boy. His son. The boy had leukemia, and Jackson became consumed with saving him. After an accident at the hospital, his son had a seizure. In the chaos, I fell hard, a sharp pain shooting through my abdomen. Jackson ran right past me, carrying his son, and left me bleeding on the floor. I lost our baby that day, alone. He never even called. When he finally appeared at my hospital bed the next morning, he was wearing a different suit. He begged for forgiveness for being absent, not knowing the real reason for my tears. Then I saw it. A dark hickey on his neck. He had been with her while I was losing our child. He told me his son's dying wish was to see his parents married. He begged me to agree to a temporary separation and a fake wedding with her. I looked at his desperate, selfish face, and a strange calm settled over me. "Okay," I said. "I'll do it."/1/112839/coverorgin.jpg?v=cad72d97ceba4cbb2008630209f85e67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Two Wives
When Dawn Collins agrees to marry a stranger, love is the last thing on her mind. All she wants is to protect her siblings and give them a better life. But fate leads her into the arms of Adam Manchester-a man whose heart belongs to a wife lying in a coma. As Dawn slowly melts the ice around Adam's heart, she begins to believe that maybe, just maybe, love can bloom from sacrifice. But on the night she's ready to claim her happiness, Adam's wife wakes up. Now, caught between guilt, love, and heartbreak, Dawn must decide whether to fight for the man she's grown to love... or walk away from the life she risked everything to build. Because some hearts never let go-and some love stories were never meant to have an easy ending./0/33349/coverorgin.jpg?v=0312b90ed7722cd47cbc6001aec57e5d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Dance with the Devil
Anastasia Chadwick is a twenty years old, wayward and careless lady. All her life, she had been a slave to her own mother who turned her into something she never imagined herself to be, but she wished to find someone who loves her or someone she could love, before she dies, which is still a long journey. Ever since she was little, she had the fear of dieing and this had prompt her to live her life to the fullest, but when she came across Devi Notham, her life took a drastic turn and it got so hard to keep on with her wishes./0/27509/coverorgin.jpg?v=2bae7a0b1d78bd3f2b03a12dc00440d6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Secret Millionaire
Karishma Jones doesn’t want a relationship, especially not with Seth Parker. In her eyes, he was the enemy because defenders shouldn’t mix with prosecutors. However, Karishma can’t deny the sparkling chemistry that they share between them. Seth Parker is the definition of handsome and sweet. He knew what he wants and he goes after it. He doesn’t care if Kari stands on the opposite side of the courtroom, he wants her. Kari battled between her job and her heart, which does she choose?/0/21669/coverorgin.jpg?v=dd5a48b3311687d67186adde3f5f0668&imageMogr2/format/webp)
What is Love "YOU"
"Come on Amie you think I will marry Dominic, there is no way, I never do that. What ever happens I don't care and I'm not going to marry Dom that's final" Bethany argue with Amie. "Please Beth we don't have other choice you have to marry him than only we can be free from this problem otherwise we both will be in danger, I don't care about me Beth but I need you to be safe, I don't want anything happen to you because of me" Amie cried. What will happen if Bethany marry Dominic and what if she not? Did Bethany find her true love? Join Bethany's journey through danger, hate, trust and love to see what happen./0/28158/coverorgin.jpg?v=e50bfb59a5806260b4e0298096a94afc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
