Romance Books for Women
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The Pop Queen's Ruthless Billionaire Fan
I was at the peak of my pop music career, breaking box office records while secretly enduring the nightmare of being my Boston family's forced bone marrow donor. I thought my boyfriend and producer, Caleb, was my only safe haven. That was until I saw the custom Rolex I bought him on the wrist of his new artist, Isla. A quick investigation revealed he wasn't just cheating on me; he was siphoning millions from my accounts and forging my signature to steal my luxury endorsements. To get rid of me without backlash, Caleb leaked a maliciously edited video to TMZ, framing me as a violent psycho. The hashtag demanding my cancellation trended worldwide within minutes, and my sponsors started dropping me. At an elite Malibu gala, Caleb paraded Isla around, playing the abused victim and threatening to blacklist me from the industry. Isla even fake-cried and threw herself to the ground, accusing me of pushing her out of jealousy. "If you throw a tantrum here, I will make sure you are blacklisted from every studio in this town." I had given him my heart and my resources, only for him to try and drain me dry before tossing me to the wolves. Did he really think I was just a fragile pop princess who would cry and beg for mercy? With the unedited footage handed to me by a terrifying Wall Street billionaire who suddenly took an obsessive interest in me, I put on my blood-red couture gown. I walked straight into that gala, kicked Caleb into the infinity pool, and threw the felony fraud lawsuit directly at his wet face./0/81381/coverorgin.jpg?v=eab1d24b8f04d44fe21e1f2b8e0d2968&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Undeniable Dead
For three years, I’d been a silent, unseen presence, a ghost tethered to the man who ruined my life: Rick Thompson. Today, his opulent Manhattan penthouse boomed with a lavish birthday party for his new fiancée, a celebration that should have been my own. Amidst the champagne and laughter, Rick casually remembered me, his ex, telling his assistant to send me leftover food at the "wellness clinic" he’d sent me to. Moments later, the assistant returned, pale-faced, revealing the horrifying truth: I had died almost three years ago, and the critical funds Rick set aside for my care had never arrived. Rick dismissed it as a crude trick, but his call to my family confirmed my heartbroken mother’s worst fears. Enraged, he stormed into our humble West Virginia home, confronting my crippled brother and grieving mother, smashing my memorial photo. His new fiancée, Tiffany, fueled his delusion, suggesting I was alive and hiding. He then ordered his men to dig up my grave in the old church cemetery. I, a helpless ghost, watched in silent horror as my desecrated coffin revealed my skeletal remains—undeniable proof of my death. The brutal sight, coupled with the crushing realization of his colossal mistake, triggered a massive stroke in my already fragile mother, claiming her life right there at my graveside. Rick, finally comprehending the monstrous scope of his folly, collapsed in agony, consumed by guilt. With newfound, chilling resolve, Rick turned his immense resources, not to create, but to destroy, vowing to meticulously unravel every lie that led to my family's ruin and embark on a relentless path of vengeance against the true architect of our tragedy./0/40176/coverorgin.jpg?v=cc745500c1d641b6e9551d6ed31ca36f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MISSED TARGET
This book entails the story of two lovers who were children of two army officers; Lati Hamzah and Paul Martins. Lati’s daughter, Mitah and Paul Martin’s son, Dino, became lovers against Lati’s wish. Lati’s opposition was based on a reason surrounding Dino's father which he refused to be factual about and he was very unyielding despite his daughter's obvious love for Dino. However these two love birds kept holding on to their love and refusing to be apart. In the long run, Mitah got pregnant with Dino's child but Lati forced his daughter Mitah to deny Dino the paternity of his son, with a dangerous threat thereby disrupting their intriguing romance. In order to protect her lover, Mitah had to do everything her father asked leaving Dino heartbroken. Mitah's child Dino remained in Lati’s care and custody. Mitah however, had a rigid admirer Nopaz, who would stop at nothing to get her. Since, Mitah would not yield to him, Nopaz eventually abducted her keeping her to himself for days and while Lati was being extremely angry about the kidnap of his daughter, he made a terrible mistake, missed his Target and fired a careless shot at his daughter instead having her killed. Lati was utterly shocked and terrified and could not believe what he had done. This incident hunted and affected him for most of his lifetime, affected all of their lives. Lati struggled to get over the emotional pain he caused himself even in years to come as he later retired from his work. This scene was kept a secret by Lati and his friend from the public as everyone including her lover Dino Martins had the impression that the Kidnappers shot Mitah. The ‘battle line' was drawn between Lati and Dino many years after. Dino who was already an emotionally detached man that pain had built stronger was determined to use everything in his power to get his son from Lati who also was not ready to release the boy. Even after retirement, Lati remained powerful and deadly to confront. But eventually Dino succeeded in having his son in his custody after many failed attempts. However one Fateful day, Dino who wasn’t ready to release his son irrespective of any circumstances later sucuumed as Lati narrated a terrible tale involving his father(Paul Martins) that happened many years ago to him./1/116746/coverorgin.jpg?v=34a9243ded71a060ec2429945e1b46ca&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Loveless Contract: Marrying My Secret Crush
Blair Glover watched the man she had secretly loved for five years get abandoned at the altar. To secure his billionaire family's trust fund, Judge Harrell needed a bride immediately, so Blair stepped out of the pews and volunteered. He accepted without hesitation, but his dark eyes evaluated her like a cheap piece of real estate. The consequences of her impulsive sacrifice were brutal and immediate. Right after signing the marriage certificate, Judge abandoned her at City Hall to deal with another woman's emergency. When she moved into his lifeless penthouse that night, she found a fresh, smeared lipstick stain on his collar. Worse, the public backlash was vicious. Her classmates branded her a manipulative gold digger, slashed her paintings, and destroyed her university art studio with red paint. Blair had alienated her fiercely protective family and thrown her peaceful life away just to be near him. Yet, after using his massive wealth to rescue her from the campus mob, Judge simply tossed a leather folder of "Cohabitation Rules" into her lap. "Do not fall in love with me. That is a breach of contract." Staring at the cold, calculating CEO, Blair swallowed her heartbreak and wiped the ruined paint from her hands. If he wanted to treat this marriage as a ruthless transaction, she would gladly play along. She was going to take the Harrell name, build her own empire, and make the untouchable billionaire break his own rules./1/113826/coverorgin.jpg?v=58906b32a515a8c0a4b8f63732732d90&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Ruthless Heir's Five Million Bride
I dragged a bleeding man out of a flooded alley to get the five million dollars he promised me. He woke up with severe amnesia, so I hid him in my cramped apartment, desperate to secure the cash for my seven-year-old son's life-saving asthma medication. But while washing his ruined, custom-tailored suit, I found a heavy gold signet ring hidden inside the seam. It was deeply engraved with a vicious falcon gripping a broadsword. My blood instantly ran cold. Ten years ago, the ruthless Wall Street billionaire who dismantled my father's company and drove my parents to suicide wore that exact ring. I had just saved the monster who destroyed my family, and now he was sleeping in my bed, right down the hall from my little boy. I stood in the kitchen, gripping a heavy butcher knife until my knuckles turned white. He was completely helpless in the next room, burning with a severe infection. I could drive the blade into his chest right now and finally end this ten-year nightmare. But then I looked at the astronomical pharmacy bills and the eviction notices pinned to the fridge. Vengeance wouldn't buy my son's next breath. "I am not interested in you, I am only interested in your money." I put the knife down, grabbed the medical supplies, and walked into the bedroom to nurse my sworn enemy back to health. Revenge could wait, but until I got my five million, the devil was mine to keep./0/18438/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b765fd3501f0d7d36f2a60c185975d6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Divorce, Rebirth, and Sweet Success
The last thing I remembered was the blinding pain behind my eyes, then darkness. When I opened them again, I was back in my bed, twenty-five years younger, before my life became a hollow marriage to August Savage, a U.S. Senator who saw me as nothing more than a political asset. A painful memory surfaced: my death from an aneurysm, brought on by years of quiet heartbreak. I had seen a picture of August, his college sweetheart Heidi, and our son Kadin on a family retreat, looking like the perfect family. I was the one who took the picture. I shot out of bed, knowing this was the day of that retreat. I ran to the private airfield, desperate to stop them. I saw them there, bathed in morning light: August, Kadin, and Heidi, looking like a perfect, happy family. "August!" I yelled, my voice raw. His smile vanished. "Carolynn, what are you doing here? You're making a scene." I ignored him, confronting Heidi. "Who are you? And why are you going on my family's trip?" Kadin then slammed into me, yelling, "Go away! You're ruining our trip with Aunt Heidi!" He sneered, "Because you're no fun. Aunt Heidi is smart and fun. Not like you." August hissed, "Look what you've done. You've upset Heidi. You're embarrassing me." His words hit me harder than any physical blow. I had spent years sacrificing my dreams to be the perfect wife and mother, only to be seen as a servant, an obstacle. "Let's get a divorce," I said, my voice a quiet thunderclap. August and Kadin froze, then scoffed, "Are you trying to get my attention, Carolynn? This is a pathetic new low." I walked to the desk, pulled out the divorce papers, and signed my name with a steady hand. This time, I was choosing myself./0/63212/coverorgin.jpg?v=af450f1a66916746fdb6ae17f13aab98&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mistake Painful
One relationship was ruined because of a one-night mistake. "You are my wish to the Father, I pray that He grants you to me." That was my only prayer, but this is not the situation I wanted. I never intended to ruin a relationship, nor did I want to hurt another person. What happened in the past was unexpected, and now, here I am, facing the consequences of my actions. I'm married to a man who does not love me, and who never will, because he only sees me as a friend. "Wait for the love you deserve," as people often say. That's why all I can do is pray and dream that someday, the love I give him will be returned. Actually, I am his legal wife, but I let him do whatever he wants with his life. I also allow him to continue his relationship with the woman he loves, the one he's cared for from the very beginning. I'm not a martyr-I just want everything to be okay, and I don't want any conflict because I've accepted that this is the fate that's been given to me. We are not bound by love, and I've come to terms with that. I accept our situation, and I understand that we are married only on paper, even though we live under the same roof. I do my duties as a wife, like serving him. I learned to cook because of him, though I can tell he doesn't really eat what I prepare. Life is bitter, but this is who I am. I keep trying, trying to make things work between us, to make everything okay, just like when we were young, because we used to be friends. "Have you eaten?" I asked, seeing him drinking coffee in the dining area, focused on his laptop. I gave a bitter smile, already expecting no answer from him because who am I to deserve his attention? I took a deep breath; he didn't even glance at me. I don't have a contagious disease, yet he treats me as if I have leprosy. "Have you spoken to your father?" he asked emotionlessly, closing his laptop with a thud. "I-I told him," I stammered, bowing my head. "Good," he said and stood up. I watched him walk away without saying anything, then started cleaning the dining area. I noticed him stop, so I also paused, and he turned to face me. "Don't expect me to come home during the weekdays. Don't wait for me on the weekends either," he said seriously. All I could do was nod in agreement to avoid further conflict in our family. I endure this life even though it hurts because I'm the one to blame, and I'm the one who understands, so I carry the burden. "When we're at the camp, Psalm, just ignore me because they don't know we're married on paper," he said irritably and turned away. "I'm sorry," I called out, trying to apologize. My hands trembled as I held his hands with both of mine. "I-I'm sorry," I repeated. He sighed deeply and pulled his hands away from mine. "Your sorry won't change the situation, Psalm!" he replied angrily. "I-I love... you," I said bravely, though my voice was shaky. "But you don't own me," he replied coldly. I took a step forward to face him, but when our eyes met, I quickly looked away, playing with my wedding ring. "What do I have to do for you to forgive me?" I asked. "My freedom!" he answered shortly. "And please, stop wearing that ring because we're not lovers." "As you wish." "Do everything you can to earn my forgiveness!" were his last words before he left without saying goodbye. I exhaled deeply and cried. His request may be unclear, but I promise to find a way to give him the freedom he asks for. Even though I love him deeply, I'm willing to sacrifice for his happiness. "Being in love with someone who no longer loves you is the most painful feeling in the world," I whispered, wiping my tears before running to my room, where I cried my heart out. I let out all the pain through my tears. I released all my frustrations. I screamed and threw whatever I could get my hands on because, no matter how much I break down here, no one would hear me. "A-Ah... it hurts!" I cried out in frustration, burying my face in a pillow to calm myself down because there was no one else to comfort me but me. I got up and looked at the picture of us on our wedding day. I stared at Llishan's face, where you could see the forced smile on his lips. I stood and walked towards the picture, gently caressing his face. "I hope that one day I'll wake up, and the pain I carry will be gone." "I hope that one day this pretending will end. It's hard, but I hope that one day you'll have your freedom, baby, and I hope I'll be able to give you what you're asking for when I'm finally tired." This is the truth I'm standing on! I am Princess Psalm Jaxeen De-Gracia, and he is Mc Llishan Sanchez./0/22007/coverorgin.jpg?v=18d77f30a246ea71302bd8228776eb4e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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My Husband's Business Partner
She married a billionaire. But fell for his rival. Geraldine thought she had it all-wealth, status, and the perfect marriage to business tycoon Bekett Donovan. But behind closed doors, her world is cold, calculated, and controlled. Enter Lachlan-Bekett's greatest enemy and the man her husband has spent years trying to destroy. Arrogant, ruthless, and dangerously charming, Lachlan sees right through Geraldine's polished mask-and he's not afraid to tempt her with freedom, fire, and everything she's been denied. As secrets unravel and a forbidden attraction blazes, Geraldine must choose between loyalty and passion, survival and surrender. What do you do when the only man who makes you feel alive... is your husband's sworn enemy?/0/86897/coverorgin.jpg?v=416bccf163c96e8b0806d853484a9f08&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Affair That Cost Everything
My heart sank when I heard, "Three million dollars has been withdrawn from your joint savings account." Gone. The money, our life' s work, our shared dream, was gone. I knew instantly where it went: to Summer Reed, Liam' s high school sweetheart, the ghost of our marriage. Last night, I overheard Liam on the phone, promising Summer our money, saying, "Of course, it' s our money. Chloe' s and mine. But she' ll understand. Your well-being is the most important thing." He had tricked me into signing "investment papers," draining our future for his old flame. I felt pathetic, a walking bank account for his true love. When I returned to our apartment to grab my last things, I found Summer already moved in, wearing my robe, eating dinner cooked by my husband. He even made her favorite dish, forgetting I was allergic to garlic. He then put her in our bed, saying it was "just for a few days." I finally understood; I was just a prop in their reunion. Liam blamed me, called me "possessive." He then revealed Summer' s husband was abusive, and she had nowhere to go, trying to excuse his betrayal. The office gossiped about Liam' s affair, his spending company money on Summer, taking her to Paris while I managed our home, his career, and built my own. How could he do this? How could his devotion to her erase six years of our life, our dreams, our unborn child? What kind of monster pretends to care while actively destroying everything we built? I wouldn't stand for it. I packed my bags, smashing our wedding photo, and called my estranged brother, Ethan. "I' m coming home," I whispered. This was over. I was getting a divorce./0/83977/coverorgin.jpg?v=dbf476fd1fcf1af458097910f1b1ad91&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Escape, His Obsession
After dying a terrible death, I was miraculously reborn into the first year of my marriage to Ethan. This time, I vowed to atone for my past betrayal and cherish the man I had once inadvertently destroyed. However, the Ethan I returned to was a cold stranger, his every public gesture reserved for his new companion, Bella Vance. Then came the chilling call: Bella needed a kidney, and my own frail mother was the only match, a desperate demand he twisted into a threat against my family's livelihood. My pleas to spare her were met with icy contempt, leaving me isolated while she was forced into surgery. He openly paraded his devotion to Bella, publicly humiliated me, and subjected me to unimaginable physical torture, including a brutal "stress test" and frostbite, forcing me to confess to Bella's fabricated accusations. Each act of cruelty, each dismissive gaze, twisted the knife deeper, making me question why the man who once died for me was now so intent on destroying me. Broken but resolute, I plotted my escape, faking my own death to finally, irrevocably, be free of his suffocating control./0/20385/coverorgin.jpg?v=7877aa0a616a5d5e96ec724e78001339&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stay Away
She thought there was no problem but she was fully wrong because at the same time as she neglected to keep the man, she neglected to let her heart fall into it. Now, how will she weigh her mind and heart if she's against himself too? She thought of staying the man away but her heart said otherwise. It wants the man to stay with her. *** Hope Quinn was diagnosed having a (DID) or Dissociative Identity Disorder. A rare condition in which two or more distinct identities, or personality states, are present and alternately take control of an individual. Some people describe this as an experience of possession. Everyone avoids her because of it. Alone in life and had no other dream but to lose her in the world. She was used to everything especially to alienating the people around her. She didn't want to hurt everyone in her surroundings and add more problems. But there was a man who did nothing but stay by her side even though she tried to stay away from him. The man said he wanted to help her, staying by her side and insisting on what he wanted until she could do nothing but let it go. How long will she keep away from the man who keep insisting? And when she neglected to do what he wanted? Is love conquer at all in battle of life? Find out./0/39852/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1abdda4bb8abf983ace105cc4a4f7c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mr Celebrity’s Hidden Wife
“I really want Diana to be my daughter_in_law,so am thinking of getting her engaged....”Leo cuts in “What to who? Liam, you know that guy is always busy and you’re arranging a fiancée for him”Leo chuckled. “Am not talking about Liam am talking about you,I want you and Diana to get married”. Making Leo’s face twist in anger and that was the beginning of an unwanted marriage. *************** DIANA, an orphan who knows nothing about her family suddenly became mr celebrity’s wife when she saved his grandma. LEONARD SMITHS,a famous rockstar and actor who love being a playboy but was suddenly tied in a loveless marriage. ******** Find out how they conquered all battles in the story./0/56399/coverorgin.jpg?v=d1ee3aedace1bc0c7eb6f3cd13633179&imageMogr2/format/webp)
YES DADDY, MAKE ME YOUR TOY
"Holy Shit. When did you get in here? Ben stepped out hours ago." the shock on his face when he sees my wide eyes staring down at his cock. "Do you walk all naked when no one is at home but you?" My thighs clenched together; I didn't know how I suddenly said that out. "Little girl, are you not afraid to take your eyes off? This can ruin you." His dominance wraps around his voice, my eyes trail off his cock, and I view his entire body. The masculinity got my thighs drooling and gave me the fastest shock I had ever felt in my stomach. It's the first time I've taken note of how perfect his body curves are. "Then I want to be ruined only by your cock." My eyes grow in size at my own words. Anastasia visited to resolve the issues revolving around her toxic relationship with Ben, her 21-year-old boyfriend. She happened not to meet him at home after he lied about being home. She was frustrated and pained because it looks like she has been putting more effort into the relationship than he has, and it was killing her. It was killing her that she always had to be the one getting hurt all the time. Even when he is wrong, she takes the blame for it and apologizes for no fucking reason. But everything changed when she saw his father's big cock that night at his place. She's never seen a cock as huge and dominating as his. A voice in her head screamed for her to run, but no, she was so curious to know how it would feel in her mouth and in her damn wet core./0/31092/coverorgin.jpg?v=cafedad332189ab41b083664223cdc61&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love on the rooftop
LOVE ON THE ROOFTOP Blurb Amelia ran to the topmost floor in her school with tears in her eyes. Her uniform was soiled with eggs, tomatoes and flour particles. Her hair was wet with water mixed with egg dripping down her uniform making her smell bad and unkempt. She looked at the unfamiliar environment she was in and cold shivers ran down her spine. She dragged her feet to the rails with her mind in turmoil, is she ready to do this? She asked herself unsure of her decision. With a look of determination, she held the rails and began to climb. The cool evening breeze blew across her face making her hair scatter all over her tear stained face. She took in a deep breath and allowed her legs to cross over the rails in an attempt to jump out, "what are you doing?" She heard a deep masculine voice and turned abruptly in fear to see a handsome man standing few feet away from her. "Please go away" she pleaded but he stood there unmoved. "What are you doing?" He repeated coming close to her, "don't come any closer" she screamed at him and fresh tears poured out of her eyes, "what does it look like I'm doing?, I'm ending my miserable life. Why am so unfortunate?" She lamented and there was a moment of silence between the two of them. She turned back to the rails and made up her mind to jump at the count of three but at the same time, conscious of the stranger behind her. "Why are you still here? Leave now before you will be called a murderer" she said coldly scared that he might end up in jail because of her death. "I don't know why you are doing this girl" he said with a sigh "but, before you jump, look around you and tell me if you are worst than the person or people you've seen" he said, his blue eyes teary as he looked into her hazel eyes. Amelia turned her face away from him "you don't even know me nor the reason I'm feeling this way. I beg you to stay away from me" she replied stubbornly. There was silence once more until the strange man spoke up again, "since you feel that you are the only one in pains and the only way to end it is by jumping, why the f**k are you still there and not jumping!!?" He yelled and she recoiled in fear. Their tears were now streaming down their cheeks freely. "I can't do it, I'm not ready" she muttered, "yes, it's not worth it, let's be survivors" he cooed. Without thinking twice, she fell into his awaiting arms as they cried their eyes out. Who's this strange man and why do I find solace in his arms? She wondered. "What is the reason behind his tears?", "Why do I feel we are connected somehow?", "What is this feeling I'm having?" She asked no one in particular as she relaxed more in his arms. Love on the rooftop, solely written by Authoress Gifted Please do not copy/0/44070/coverorgin.jpg?v=7d0147dd512045bf7c0b545fde3afd22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Princess
My breathing rate slowly increased on seeing his outstretched hand, and out of my gritted teeth, I asked, "Did you poison this food?" There was no slight change in his face as he answered me coldly, "I would rather choke you to the bed with my bare hands, Senorita. That way, you'll curse out my name" My eyes dimmed for a moment. Was this devil in an armani suit still talking about murder? "Now, open your mouth!" He commanded and my stomach rumbled in protest. My lips vibrated and I tried to hold the hot tears forming inside of my eyes. I couldn't stay longer with this hunger. As long as I'm not submitting to be his slave then I could come to a compromise. .. .. Her name is Sofia Di Marco; surviving heir of a powerful mob family. After a decade of hiding from the Italian government She finally steps out to start a new life but she bumps that new life into a mystery billionaire man who turns out to be the King of the New York Underground. That was his identity, but to her, he was Mr. Pompous; the raging green-eyed Devil in an Armani suit...../0/18763/coverorgin.jpg?v=02961c28da39c20cc1665144b2bb62a1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Starts With A Mistake
He was her boss, rich and handsome. She was an insignificant employee, struggling for life. He was her sister's fiancee, and she was his sister-in-law. She ruined his engagement party by accident, and he wanted her to pay for the price. She had no choice but to become his maid and stayed by his side day and night to take care of him. However, she even became his lover. Their love started with a mistake, but he didn’t want to correct it. He knew she was destined for him./0/38230/coverorgin.jpg?v=5fe49f21345288c10de122d998ff602b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CEO's Bad Girl
Harriet Lopes was a carefree princess under her grandfather’s protection. After her beloved grandfather passed away, she became the biggest shareholder of Ever Sun Group. Until that time, she finally realized how ruthless her father was. She was forced to hand over shares by him. Besides, she was an outcast from the Lopes family. In a moment she became a lost dog. Just then, she met Mervyn Brook, the most powerful man in Sea City. And her life was changed totally. Mervyn, “Harriet, marry me and I will make you the happiest woman in this world!”/0/86573/coverorgin.jpg?v=75bcbcf7707d3809d485ac11aea8ddf8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
