Romance Books for Women
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Ms Billionaire
She's 25, she's freaking rich....a billionaire. She's the richest and the most successful lady in South Korea. She's the daughter of the former president Banks. She's the owner of Krystal group of companies, the biggest in Korea. She's also a fashionista, a fashion idol who owns Arizona's fashion institute, the biggest in Korea and popular for idols patronization. She lives a lavish and extravagant lifestyle. She can buy hundred different car brands at the flick of a finger. She spends billions at a standstill. Cosmetics, shoes, clothes of different designers, jewelries, shoes and brands of bags are her babies. She spends money on them everyday. She has been tagged a shoppaholic. To top it all, she's a sociopath. A f*cking crazy one. Her name is ARIZONA BANKS, the psycho herself. The first daughter of the rich BANKS family. She has two juniors.... Adam and Cassidy. Adam Banks....an eye candy, he's 18. Cassidy Banks, the pretty baby of the house, the last born...she's 15, a student of Flowers high, junior class. The parents are former president Paulson Banks and Rita Banks. Arizona has a rival, her name is Arielle Lee. Arielle is the daughter of an assemblyman, she's the owner of Wealth group of companies, the second biggest in Korea. She's also a fashionista like Arizona, another fashion idol, she owns Arielle's fashion institute, the second most popular after Arizona's but at times, it competes with it. Arielle is proud and arrogant, she never gets along with Arizona, they hate the sight of each other. Arizona believes a lot in dramas and her whole life depends on it. She loves romance movies but she hates romance for real. Why?, Due to the ups and downs involved in love, she's not ready to cry over a guy. Guys and men flock around her but .. she's not a fan of feelings. She calls all men snakes.... different species. Things changed when she met a cold guy. Vince Mendelssohn. Who's he? How did they meet? Cold meets crazy Surely some crazy occurrences will take place. You don't wanna miss this swears. Buckle your belts and get ready to laugh a lot as I take you guys on this enjoyable spree./0/20632/coverorgin.jpg?v=876666b013c0a43441217ce9a440c1db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
ALWAYS BEEN YOU
"Five years and that's all you have to say to me?" he asked. Standing so close she could taste his breath. She wanted to move away from him. But she didn't want him to know just how much he affected her. So she stood right there. She wasn't going to let him intimidate her. "Well... Is there anything else you want me to say?" she asked The side of his mouth moved upwards. He was smiling? Why the hell was he smiling like that? She thought. She didn't remember saying anything funny. "You left... Kitty" he said. "I asked you to stay... Begged you to stay... And you left anyways.. With him. And now you come back... Acting like everything is okay between us...?" There was something about him... She thought. Something about the way he called her 'Kitty' that made her heart flip. He was the only one who called her that. She hadn't even realized how much she missed him calling her that. "You shouldn't have gone with him". He said. "Oh really? Why not? Because you didn't want me to?" she asked. She was starting to get angry. "Yeah that's right" he replied. "And because of what you felt for me -what we felt for each other. When I came near you, you felt an excitement so intense that you ceased to breathe --like you are feeling right now. You wanted me just as much as I wanted you. And that should have been enough to make you stay" --------------- Katherine has had a crush on Jensen Packard since they were teenagers... But he never notices her as he sees her as his best friends Sister. But what happens when she returns five years later... And Jensen knows he can't let her go for the second time./0/86492/coverorgin.jpg?v=90193acdbdfb70dfa0a019e26246d5f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years, A Million Lies
The phone buzzed, a jarring sound, and it was Liam. His voice, once a comfort, was now a broken mess, choked out words about losing everything in a high-stakes poker game-including his grandma' s house. I abandoned my college dreams, moved to the coast, and spent five grueling years as a nightclub hostess, saving every dollar to pay off his million-dollar debt. But then, the final payment made, I overheard a conversation. It wasn' t a mistake. It was a five-year-long, cruel game orchestrated by Liam and my high school rival, Ashley Thompson, to punish me for being a scholarship student who always came first. Heartbreakingly, a familiar voice, his, dripped with malice: "It was Ashley's idea. She wanted to punish her. And I owed Ashley a favor." My world tilted. The love, the sacrifice, all a twisted lie. When I confronted him, his voice, stripped of pretense, confirmed my worst fears, "You gave them. Don't pin your bad choices on me. You liked being the hero, didn't you?" Later, Ashley came to my door, demanding a five-million-dollar necklace as "repayment" for my academic success, threatening my ailing mother. Then, a "staged" car accident left me bruised, and Liam, ever the actor, rushed me to the ER, only to abandon me for Ashley' s dinner reservation. My mother, manipulated by Ashley' s lies, died tragically trying to escape the nursing home. Liam, once again, dismissed my grief as an inconvenience. I couldn't fathom the depths of their depravity. Why me? Why such calculated cruelty? What kind of monster would use love as a weapon and sacrifice an innocent life for a twisted game? With nothing left but a box of ashes and a broken heart, I booked a one-way ticket to the UK, determined to reclaim my life, to find out who Chloe Davis truly was beyond their game./0/67876/coverorgin.jpg?v=e6a5e133f97380d09535bf92797844ae&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dark Tides
Anya, a woman haunted by the past, seeks solace in the quiet solitude of her seaside cottage. Her peaceful existence is shattered when she encounters the enigmatic billionaire, Damien Blackwood. "You're a puzzle, Anya," Damien murmurs, his gaze intense. "A puzzle I'm determined to solve." Drawn into his opulent world, Anya discovers a man consumed by darkness, a man who craves control and possesses a dangerous obsession. "I'll protect you, Anya," he promises, his voice laced with both tenderness and menace. "From yourself, from the world, and from anyone who dares to harm you." As the lines between love and obsession blur, Anya must confront her own demons and unravel the truth about Damien before it's too late. "You can't escape me, Anya," he whispers, his eyes glinting with a sinister light. "I'll always find you."/0/94001/coverorgin.jpg?v=e17c4a15f3ea3a24d15ead88c7ca9ec6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Dumped her Husband after she Found his Secrets
Five years into their marriage, Tobias Stevens faced bankruptcy and was burdened with huge debt. He was in poor health and worked odd jobs at an old warehouse. His earnings were barely enough to cover the rent. To support the family, Dorothy worked by day and collected bottles from roadside bins to sell for money in the evenings, often taking her daughter, Margaret Stevens, with her. On Dorothy's birthday, Margaret surprised Dorothy with a cheap cupcake bought with coins she had saved for half a year. Dorothy was deeply moved. After saving diligently for months, she finally gathered enough money to buy tickets and take Margaret to the amusement park she had always dreamed of visiting. As they reached the entrance, they unexpectedly saw Tobias there. One of his arms was around the waist of his first love, Liza Briggs. His other arm was holding Liza's daughter, Sandra Briggs. They were heading towards the rides. "Daddy..." Margaret called out loudly to Tobias's back. A staff member of the amusement park immediately turned around and stopped Dorothy and Margaret. "Sorry, but the amusement park is closed for a private event hosted by Mr. Stevens today. You'll have to come back another day."/0/77888/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250920175642&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Den Of Desires
Spread your legs, dolce peccato. Now touch yourself." Matteo? He ruins. Dante? He owns. I went to their club for money-desperate to save my mother. They were willing to give me what I needed... but it comes with a price. They want all of me. One touches me like I'm his property. The other watches me like I'm his prey. Welcome to Den of Desires, where every moan writes a chapter... and in Den of Desires... She's the whole damn book. ⚠ WARNING! ⚠ This is not your typical vanilla romance. The Den of Desires is a dark, obsessive romance filled with intense themes and explicit mature content. >>> Proceed at your own risk<<</1/117623/coverorgin.jpg?v=fee6ae89f593b3ce3a7d8482466ff035&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound By Fate: The CEO's Reborn Bride
Chloe Beaumont thought she had a perfect life, until she woke up tied to a metal chair in a freezing warehouse. A hitman forced her to watch a live stream of a lavish wedding, where the groom was her fiancé, Braden, and the bride was her beloved stepsister, June. Through the screen, Braden coldly revealed their master plan. He had never loved Chloe; he only wanted her wealth and connections, while June was always his true prize. They had framed Chloe for insider trading to destroy her reputation and steal her company for pennies on the dollar. To add to the ultimate betrayal, June was already pregnant with Braden's child. "Finish her, and make sure it's clean." Braden ordered over the phone, claiming her worthless life was their final wedding gift. As the hitman plunged a knife into her heart, Chloe's despair morphed into pure, all-consuming hatred. How could the two people she trusted most build a perfect life entirely on top of her grave? Why had she been so blindly foolish to dismiss all their lies and coincidences as paranoia? Opening her eyes again, the agonizing pain and the grimy warehouse were completely gone. She was sitting in a luxurious hotel suite, dressed in expensive silk pajamas. It was exactly six years in the past, on the morning of her arranged wedding to the feared billionaire Damian Montgomery. This was the exact day June had tricked her into jilting Damian at the altar to run away with Braden. This time, Chloe smiled coldly, ready to walk down the aisle and drag her betrayers into an ocean of despair./0/22040/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220906111000&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Was My Crush
Sylvia Torres has always had a crush on Alex Jones until she kissed quiet Patrick Jamison to prove otherwise. Now to keep up with her lie, she must be closer to Patrick or else be humiliated by Alex's girlfriend. But what happens when real feelings set in and there's more to Patrick and Alex than just total opposites at school?? Find out in this emotional rollercoaster. This is one highschool love story you wouldn't want to miss. ./0/24543/coverorgin.jpg?v=cafedad332189ab41b083664223cdc61&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unwanted
Alexandra Reyes is a princess in her own world in a small town in Cebu. She was known for being the 'spoiled-brat-mayor's-daughter. “Life is short, so better live your life to the fullest,” that is her motto in life but she seems to be overreacting because at the age of 21, she almost did every naughty thing you might think of, and she still has a lot of evil thoughts to do because based on her, she doesn’t want to regret something when she grows older just because she was afraid to try different things. But what if life's play with her and taught her a lesson? Will she be able to face the consequence of all of her actions or just choose to give up?/0/74290/coverorgin.jpg?v=109407b97017fa9d19cde50d1769ddcc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Beneath The Oak
Synopsis* In a world where social hierarchy and class distinctions are rigidly enforced, a forbidden romance blossoms between Freye a young slave, and Angus, one of the sons of the plantation owner. Their relationship begins as a secret affair with Angus exercising his privilege and Freye being forced into a situation she can't escape. Freye would spend her days as a slave, working tirelessly under the scorching sun and the oppressive life, and her nights warming the bed of the arrogant young master. Freye could not describe their relationship nor could she refuse the very handsome man. Angus is as intimidating as he is calm, as devious as he is pompous. However, as they navigate the complexities of their feelings for each other, they begin to challenge the societal norms that govern their lives. Especially when threats arise against their secret affairs. When Freye becomes pregnant, Angus is torn between his passion for his unborn child and his deep-seated prejudice against the child's heritage. As the pregnancy advances, Freye finds her own strength and agency, refusing to be bound by the expectations of those around her. As they face the consequences of their actions, Freye and Angus must confront the harsh realities of their world and the secrets they've kept hidden. Will their love be enough to overcome the obstacles in their path, or will the societal norms and expectations tear them apart? This novel explores themes of love, power, and identity, delving into the complexities of human relationships and the ways in which society can suffocate us/1/121534/coverorgin.jpg?v=079f790399d5807c6fd5fe2a380042c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fake Marriage: My Billionaire Vengeance
Chloe went to the City Clerk's office to request a certified copy of her marriage certificate to celebrate her fifth anniversary. But the clerk looked at her with a mix of confusion and pity, stating there was no record of her marriage to Francisco Sterling. Her official legal status was simply unmarried. In a daze, she tracked Francisco to his private club, only to overhear his friends laughing through a cracked door. "Five years, and he's still got her wrapped around his finger with a fake marriage certificate." The nightmare only worsened. She realized the special vitamins her doting husband lovingly fed her every night before bed were actually birth control pills. He had deliberately kept her barren, while his mistress, Kasey, had already secretly birthed his four-year-old son. His entire family had orchestrated this cruel joke, using Chloe to maintain a pristine public image while planning to eventually discard her and hand the Sterling empire over to Kasey. Five years of absolute devotion, her desperate yearning for a family, and her entire reality were built on a meticulously crafted lie. They hadn't just stolen her marriage and her youth; they had drugged her and stripped away her dignity without a second thought. That night, instead of crying, Chloe smiled warmly and pretended to swallow the pill. The moment Francisco turned his back, she spat it out. She picked up an encrypted phone, dialed the ruthless billionaire Damon Beaumont, and accepted his dangerous alliance to burn the Sterling family to the ground./0/84302/coverorgin.jpg?v=0fedf3c2f2dc64229aca7e1532186115&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bad boy on babysit duty
* When Olivia becomes the unlikely babysitter to the Anderson's bad boy son, Marcus, she must navigate his charming yet troublesome ways, all while trying to keep her own life in order. * The battle of wills between Marcus and Olivia begins as they clash over who's in charge, but Olivia's determination and Marcus's frustration set the stage for a fiery confrontation. * Marcus's facade begins to crack as he's forced to confront his feelings about Olivia, while Kelvin's charming presence only adds to the tension, leaving Olivia vulnerable and Marcus conflicted. * Marcus's volatile temper lands him in trouble, but Olivia's unexpected kindness and care might just be the start of a fragile truce between them, as they navigate their complicated relationship. * Marcus's antics push Olivia to her limits, but when he's in a bind, she must decide whether to help him or let him face the consequences. As Kelvin's feelings for Olivia become clearer, the dynamics between the three become increasingly complicated. * Olivia's world is turned upside down as Marcus's cruel words and Kelvin's kind gestures leave her questioning her own worth and relationships. Can she find a way to move forward and assert her independence, or will the drama and heartache consume her? * As Olivia navigates her relationships with Marcus and Kelvin, a shocking kiss from Marcus leaves her reeling. Can she untangle her emotions and figure out what she truly wants, or will the drama and uncertainty consume her? * Marcus's world is turned upside down as he's forced to confront his feelings for Olivia after a shocking kiss and a dramatic rescue. Can he navigate his emotions and figure out what he truly wants, or will his pride and fear get in the way? * Olivia and Marcus's fragile truce is put to the test as they both struggle to understand their feelings for each other. Can they find a way to move forward, or will their pride and fear tear them apart? * Olivia's world is turned upside down as she tries to navigate her relationships with Marcus and Kelvin. Can she find a way to move forward and assert her independence, or will the drama and uncertainty consume her?/0/25951/coverorgin.jpg?v=026c5f8158e3c4842e6c7777c45cbe73&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dominant Alpha & Submissive lover
Despite his handsome poker face and blunt demeanor, Jace De Leon he's idolized by all-women for being the good-looking wealthiest Italian/Mexican bachelor. One day, he decided to stalk his high school best friend, who he had feelings for before disappearing without a note or anything; he kept track of her by using his younger brother as bait to get her up to his sleeve. Brielle Damara, an innocent soon-to-be university graduate, after plenty of years passed, collided again with a long-lost friend who she had admired for long. She was sad at first and didn't want anything to do with him, but unfortunately, she found herself trapped in the Dominant web of Jace De Leon. At first, Brielle sees BDSM as a perverted way of being psychopathic; little did brielle knows that BDSM is like a cuss to the human flesh. She finds herself submitting and plays the Dominant role to the Almighty Jace De Leon. Jace arranges a contract that begins a racy romance and indulges Brielle's obsession with being enslaved as the Submissive and plays the role of master romances partners in consensual scenes, satisfaction, and misery. Whips and shackles are part of the game, and sex doesn't have the right place for its action./0/65686/coverorgin.jpg?v=27bbd2c3b5328bc835af56c31e4d62d0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Beyond The Champagne Silk: The Wife's Defiant Return
I spent forty hours hand-beading a gown for a woman who was currently sleeping with my husband. My fingers were raw, my vision blurred, and the needle had just driven deep into my index finger, leaving a drop of blood on the silk. Braxton walked into our penthouse, rain dripping from his suit, and didn't even look at me. But the scent hit me instantly—Bulgarian rose and white musk. It was the custom perfume Griselda, my own sister, commissioned in Paris. I had spent three years as a ghost in my own marriage, sewing costumes for the woman who had haunted my vows since day one. Braxton didn't bother to hide it anymore; there was a smudge of her coral lipstick on his collar. He didn't offer an explanation, only a command to finish the gown for the Met Gala so I wouldn't embarrass them. My mother called moments later, her voice sharp with the usual dismissal. She didn't care that I was bleeding or that my husband was cheating with my sister. She only cared that I was "falling behind" on Griselda's gown. I sat in the silence of that cold, marble cage, staring at the needle in my hand. For years, I had swallowed every insult and stitched every lie, believing I was the capable one who had to make them happy. But as the clock ticked, a door inside me finally clicked shut. I wasn't just tired; I was finished. I set the needle down, picked up my phone, and dialed my sister’s number to tell her she’d have to find someone else to bleed for her./0/80704/coverorgin.jpg?v=895e5d88e210790008406dd48a36777c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fiancée Who Vanished
My wedding day was supposed to be perfect, a cascade of ivory lace and a secret smile for the life growing inside me. I was marrying Ethan, the brilliant tech entrepreneur, the man who had swept me off my feet, the father of our child. Then, a knock on the door, and my maid of honor’s whispered words shattered everything: "His plane went down. No survivors." Grief crushed me, a physical weight, obscuring the world in a blur of hushed voices and endless pain. My rock, my older brother David, shielded me as I navigated the nightmare of loss, our future obliterated. Weeks later, a ghost of Ethan arrived – his identical twin, Marcus – with his "spiritual guide," Isabella, a woman with unnervingly serene eyes. But one sleepless night, voices from the library pierced the silence: Eleanor, Ethan’s mother, was confronting "Marcus," calling him Ethan. My blood ran cold as I heard him confess he faked his death for Isabella, claiming she had aggressive leukemia, promising to return when she was gone. The man I loved, the father of my child, had orchestrated this monstrous betrayal, making me mourn him while he was alive and with her. Then came the anonymous video: Ethan and Isabella, their raw, animalistic passion a calculated act of cruelty designed to inflict maximum pain, and it worked. My despair turned to a cold, hard rage, culminating in a decision only he forced me to make. I called David, my voice trembling with fury: "He faked his death. I want him to believe I’m gone because of him. I want to disappear." This time, my disappearance wouldn't be a tragedy; it would be the first act of my retribution, a masterpiece of his own making./0/43472/coverorgin.jpg?v=1b66857d257920855bf5ac7f5596a9b9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Engagement Chaos
"Vexen, you know that I love you and I want the best of you, right?" he said. Even though I wondered what he was doing, I nodded. "You're already twenty-five and not getting any younger. And I'm old too. So I want to see you get married before I die." I swallowed. I don't think I'll like what Papà has to say to me. "And?" "I want you to marry the second son of the Mancini, he said, making my eyes widen. "I'm sorry, Papà. I must have heard wrong. Potrebbe ripetare per favore?" Can you please say that again? "Voglio che tu sposi il secondogenito dei Mancini." He repeated what he said, so I really stood up. "No! No, Papa. I won't marry him!" "Vexen! I already made a promise to Mr. Mancini that you would marry his second son!" I shook my head. What's the trick again? I will marry Mancini's slender son. Maybe instead of him protecting me, I will protect him! "No, Papa! I will not marry him!" "You will not embarrass me at the Mancini, Vexen!" I laughed. Why is it because he's making an agreement? He's not the one getting married! "All my life I've been following your orders, Papà! Even if it's dangerous for me! I followed your orders with no complaints, so please, just this once. Spare me just this once, Papà!" "No, Vexen! If you will not marry the second son of Mancini, then forget that you have a father! And I will forget you and treat you as a dead person if you say no again!" I couldn't believe I was looking at my father. I wanted to cry, but I was so surprised that he could tell me that. Just because I won't marry the Mancini family, will he forget that I'm his daughter? I laughed and shook my head, one after another. "No. I will not marry the Mancini, and if that's what you want, then I will forget that I have a father, too, I said before I left his office and went to my room./1/114338/coverorgin.jpg?v=f1deedfa8a4a7005f2d3e7d20b9f09c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling For The Most Hated Hollywood Girl
I was the adopted daughter of the wealthy Ruiz family, but the moment their true heir appeared, I was thrown away like trash. Not long after being kicked out, my adoptive father and uncle hired a hitman to stage a fatal car crash on Mulholland Drive. Pinned under an overturned Porsche with a shattered leg, I watched the hitman point a suppressed pistol between my eyes. "The Ruiz family sends their regards." Before this, my reputation had already been completely destroyed by a director, a pop idol, and a reality TV star, leaving me blacklisted and universally hated. My adoptive family didn't just want me ruined; they wanted me permanently silenced to tie up loose ends. The hitman pulled the trigger, and the original Alicia died in despair, tasting only rain and blood. Until her last breath, she didn't understand. Why did the family she loved treat her like a disposable object? Why did those three men maliciously frame her and turn the world against her? Opening my eyes again, the fear was gone, replaced by an ancient, cosmic indifference. I, the Arbiter, had taken over this deceased vessel. Moving faster than the human eye, I crushed the hitman's steel gun with my bare hand and turned his soul into dust. Looking at the memories of those who wronged this girl, I signed a contract for the very reality show they were starring in. Since I borrowed this body, taking out the trash is a required courtesy./0/18755/coverorgin.jpg?v=5fdcbee12557d6db12f97b18f6b6eacf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Your Love Ignites An Ember Of Passion Within Me
She walked into the wrong room and provoked the bossy CEO. After falling into a romantic roller-coaster, he became her savior. Not only did he teach her vicious stepmother a lesson, but he also protected her from all dangers that came her way. The only thing he wanted in return was her eternal love. He knelt down, took out the ring and proposed, "Marry me, love me, and live with me for the rest of your life." She thought that this was just a deal, but after they got married, he spoiled her in all ways possible./1/110740/coverorgin.jpg?v=8276626aee7557d142278a4c101d765f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
