Romance Books for Women
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Marry Cold CEO: Need You In My Life
"Betrayed by her bestie and boyfriend, Carole was killed with overwhelming hatred. If God gave her another chance, she would never be so naive and stupid. God did fulfill her last wish, but she was reborn in a new body, Garnett’s wife. Before she processed the very fact, he asked her to sign the divorce agreement. Now that she had another chance, she couldn’t make any rash decision before figuring out the situation. She had no idea how complicated their marriage was, but she would replace her and live well from now on."/0/38265/coverorgin.jpg?v=e9ce2a4b1830dc339f14403c996f211b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Through the Millennium of Love
She is a ghost who has been hanging in this world for a thousand years. She has rebirth a lot of times. In this life, she rebirths to be Margot Horn. Margot’s mother looks like her own mother. So, she feels happy about this rebirth. She decides to live happily with her mother. However, the first big problem she meets is her engagement with Felix Kirk. Their engagement is put forward by Margot’s grandparents. She doesn’t like Felix, so she wants to cancel this marriage. One day, she goes to the hospital where Felix lives in. Felix lives in the hospital because of a traffic accident two years ago. When Margot sees the pendant that Felix wears, she feels heartbroken for no reason as if this pendant is a very important reason for her coming to this world./0/80119/coverorgin.jpg?v=a35c86ceeb9a898d177e81005d8d6be0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Worshiped Him, Whipped By Him
I was just a 20-year-old NYU art history student, interning at my dad’s real estate firm. But my world privately revolved around Marcus Thorne—my father’s handsome, brilliant business partner. My crush on him was pure, all-consuming, utterly naive. He’d always been so kind, a true gentleman. At a charity gala, I watched Izzy Vance, Marcus’s associate, subtly ply him with drinks. When I tried to help him to his suite, Izzy "found" us, her perfectly timed gasp and a discreet phone flash sealing my fate. The next morning, headlines screamed: "NYU Intern Olivia Chen Caught in Compromising Position with Marcus Thorne." Blurry, damning photos accompanied them. Marcus’s icy call followed: "Izzy found you taking advantage of me! My reputation is in shreds because of your childish stunt!" He believed her. Completely. Whispers and hostile stares at my father’s office became unbearable. The kind man I’d adored now looked at me with absolute disgust. My dreams shattered. How could he be so blind? So cruel? This wasn't the Marcus I knew. This felt brutally unfair. That week, the naive girl who worshipped him died. In her place, a colder awareness dawned: the world was not kind, people not what they seemed. He thought I was playing games, but I was done. This was my turning point./0/86608/coverorgin.jpg?v=e33ee94e78dbbe2fe8ccd3fd36342936&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Devotion, Her Deception
The roar of the crowd was a distant hum as I stood backstage, a velvet box in my hand, ready to surprise Chloe-the woman I loved, the dancer poised for victory. Her voice, clear and musical, drifted through her dressing room door, casually dismissing me to the host: "Ethan? He' s just a suitor, one of many." Then came the colder blow, a dismissive laugh as she added, "Some people just have more money than sense... A bit of a gold-digger, you could say, just for status instead of money." The word "gold-digger" hit me like a physical punch, forcing the box containing the "Starry Night" necklace-a symbol of my months-long devotion and sacrifice-to clatter to the concrete floor. Suddenly, every anonymous donation, every chauffeur drive, every hidden act of support over the years twisted into a stark, humiliating truth: I hadn't been building a future; I had merely been funding her present. Later, in the lobby, she paraded a new man, Leo, as her "soul connection," while casually introducing me as an "old friend from back home," making sure to emphasize the word friend. Leo then went on to serenade her, turning his performance into a public jab at me, declaring, "Some gifts don't come in a box. They come from the soul. They can't be bought." The irony was suffocating. I, Ethan Miller, the "tech CEO" who had built an empire from nothing, was being cast as the materialistic fool, outshone by a performative, "spiritual" artist. And Chloe, the woman I loved more than anything, gave me a fleeting glance that screamed, "Don't make a scene." The love I held for her, so deep and foundational, began to crumble, replaced by a cold, hard resolve. I walked out of that theater, leaving the illusion behind, knowing one thing for sure: if money was all I valued, at least money had never lied to me. But the real question remained: What was she really worth? And what was he hiding?/0/83688/coverorgin.jpg?v=332c39da99f47406289f5721fc5f11b4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Final Goodbye of a Reborn Heart
I was given a second chance, reborn to right the wrongs of my first life and finally cherish Elara, the wife I had scorned. But this time, she was the one who was cold, distant, obsessed with another man, Julian Croft. Her indifference rapidly twisted into ruthless cruelty when she forced my mother into a dangerous bone marrow transplant for Julian, then imprisoned me to prevent my interference. The humiliations escalated: public mockery, water torture in a hotel pool, and even my hand broken on her command for a fictional injury to Julian. Then, she tried to burn my parents alive with me watching, falsely accusing me of driving Julian away. The Elara I knew, the woman who died for me, was gone, replaced by a monster. My love, which had survived death and rebirth, finally died, and I realized I had to escape this nightmare. So, I faked my own death, vanished from the world, and started a new life, finally free. But even in death, secrets refuse to stay buried, and when Elara uncovers Julian' s shocking deceptions and attempts at murder, she discovers that Asher Blackwood is not only alive but deliberately ran from her. Now, she's searching for me, desperate for answers and forgiveness, but I have a final message for her, a choice that will determine our fate across lifetimes./1/121973/coverorgin.jpg?v=bd14581d191c764e2a199ca3df428aeb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
VENGEANCE IN HIS BED
Claire never imagined that the man she swore to destroy would turn out to be the only man who could make her feel alive. From the moment her sister died, leaving her a child to protect, Claire's life has been a mission of vengeance. She infiltrates the fortress-like estate of Ethan Vale, ready to burn his legacy to the ground. But everything quickly spirals into temptation as she falls under the spell of the very monster she came to kill. Entangled in a web of lust, forged letters, and a deadly family rivalry, Claire is forced to confront a devastating truth. How far would you go for justice when the truth reveals that your enemy is your only sanctuary?/0/90177/coverorgin.jpg?v=5ebb1c93c7b821e4fb12e2321573e5ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's Ashes, A Bitter Price
The world saw my husband, Kaden, as a tragic hero, honor-bound to me while his heart belonged to his childhood sweetheart, Cali. I believed it too, willing to endure the pain for his sake. On our anniversary, he came home with her. He didn't just ignore the special dinner I'd made; he grabbed the tablecloth and sent our entire anniversary meal crashing to the floor in a deafening shatter of crystal and porcelain. He pinned me against the wall, his kiss brutal, whispering that hurting me was how he tortured her. This became our life. He gave her a replica of my late mother's most precious gift. On the anniversary of our first baby's death, he left me grieving to comfort Cali because her cat had died. When he returned, he threw the tiny booties I had knitted for our son into the fire. I lost another pregnancy—twins this time. In the hospital, he abandoned me to go play tennis with her because she was bored. The final straw was when Cali scattered our twins' ashes to the wind. He saw my pain, heard my screams, and defended her. "Unintentional harm is not a crime, Joyce," he said. In that moment, the woman he knew as Joyce died. I took the pills that would erase her forever, allowing me—Iris—to take control./0/80768/coverorgin.jpg?v=dac128c85d64a207cd60f1af7624f19c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Love Beyond Betrayal
My life was always a supporting role to my brother, Caleb – a "spare part" for his childhood illness, my parents' love a finite resource entirely consumed by him. As "E," I finally felt seen, connecting deeply with Olivia after her accident-induced blindness. But my world shattered when Caleb, orchestrated by our parents, impersonated "E," stealing Olivia's trust and leading to their engagement. They humiliated me, twisting my gentle attempts at truth into jealous sabotages. The final blow came after a brutal car crash: bleeding and near death, I heard my parents and Olivia explicitly prioritize Caleb, caring only for his minor scrapes, not my life. Lying there, abandoned, a chilling clarity washed over me. This wasn't just neglect; it was active erasure. How could they be so utterly cruel? How could Olivia choose the lie so easily? In that moment, a quiet resolve ignited. Enough. This was my second chance – not to fight, but to finally cut the rotten cord. I would walk away, but not before delivering one final, devastating wedding gift that would shatter their perfect facade and set me free./0/84337/coverorgin.jpg?v=6e0b66c06e6be6cc151f9d66090127a8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress He Threw Away
For five years, I poured my life, my talent, and my unpaid labor into building Ryan Blakely' s dream. I was his graphic designer, his strategist, his every support, believing our shared struggle would culminate in a shared future. Then, live on a pixelated stream, bathed in the glow of his multi-million dollar success, he smiled, that brilliant, camera-ready smile. "I'd like to announce my engagement to the brilliant and beautiful Stella Lawrence." The name hit me like a physical blow. But he wasn't done. He then publicly dismissed me as a "clout-chasing groupie," "good for the struggle, but not for the high life." My world went silent. After everything, he called me trash, then marked me one last time before discarding me with a morning-after pill. The next day, his new fiancée, Stella, called me a "charity case." When I dared speak back, Ryan stormed over, slapped me, and then abandoned me as thugs, hired by Stella, stabbed me in an alley. How could the man I loved, the man I gave everything to, not only humiliate and betray me, but physically harm me and leave me to die? Was our entire five years a lie, or was there something more sinister at play? Just as I lost all hope, a powerful hand shoved Ryan aside. My protector, Andrew Scott, stood over me, instantly revealing my true identity: Gabrielle Fuller, heiress to a tech empire. Now, it was time for Ryan to face the real world he had so carelessly discarded./0/52541/coverorgin.jpg?v=d23a5f02af1a2c4d995ec22595ea81bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Unorthodox Billionaire and His Wife
Chandler Jordan has all the trademarks of a billionaire: tall, dark, handsome, vast wealth, and property. But something is strikingly different about this man! The decision he has made left his family shocked! The clock is ticking, if he listens to his family he stands to gain everything, but if he sticks with his marriage he will lose everything! What will be his next surprising decision? It's an intriguing, sizzling page-turner! The Unorthodox Billionaire and His Wife is a must-read! Will there be a happy ending? You'll have to read it to find out./0/50270/coverorgin.jpg?v=6efda71b80a0966189cf2e0d4b0fb7bb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Miss Billionaire’s Mission To Score A Husband
Francine Walton was born from a mistress. His father only took her in because he wish to hide the fact that he made a mistake. Francine was bullied by her step siblings and stepmother, betrayed by the person she loved and was work to the bone without any recognition for her achievement. Eventually, Francine died from overworking but when she opened her eyes, she had realised that she had awakened inside the body of Francesca Grimaldi, the heiress to the Grimaldi Conglomerate./0/24963/coverorgin.jpg?v=30c0b2892f2ed9927e4a9aa3dc930c7a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Taming a Psychopath
A psychopath is a cold, ruthless, heartless, and inhuman being. Belladonna Salvador is one of those. She's pretty and super intelligent, just like any other psychopath. As a child, she never felt any love from anyone, and neither had friends nor anyone to talk to. She was abandoned by her father and experienced constant abuse from her mother. Even her aunt wanted her killed. As a child, love was deprived of her. All she wanted was someone to love her. Then she meets Jameson Abalos. Jameson falls for that psychopath and does everything for her while she is still seeking love. Does she even know the meaning of love? Will she ever be in love knowing that she is not capable of it? Can he tame the psychopath?/0/22043/coverorgin.jpg?v=94e118463b0da5c1a961cabfb047dea5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Caught A Heather
Bellamy Quinn Mayer, daughter of a well-known businessman and woman. Her life is unfortunate because she's being controlled by her parents. Even so, she chose to understand them because she's hoping that the time will come and they would do the same towards her. She had a hard time moving on from her dark past that nobody knew except a few. She was in her miserable state until she met Jan Keane Scott, son of a well-known businessman. He showed her the love and care she has been longing for. They faced everything together but what if their parents and their pasts are already the ones whose hindering them to be together? Would they choose to stay in torn or let go?/0/25612/coverorgin.jpg?v=84a90cabbf0912c106ec0f838d870598&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Cravings Her Desires
Cut off his hands... He doesn't need them. His voice came out icily. No Boss please, I didn't know she was yours. The young worker yelled, as he was being dragged away. And you. He turned to her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her forward. Why did you let him touch you? You're mine to touch, mine to kiss and mine to do whatever I like. He said, emotions bubbling in his voice. Her Core throbbed at every word he spoke. Her nîpplé hardened in her clothe.... His words were Cold but it was a sweet threat to her ears. 💕 Prologue 💕 Meet Alexandria Mondragon.. a sweet loving girl, she works for the cold Tycoon. Alexander De Lucci. The CEO of The Lucci Associates. He never laughs, he never smiles... But she changes him". What happens when Power comes in between their love for each other? Lets Find out in this adventurous story of love./0/32101/coverorgin.jpg?v=37ca93bd96f3f2e4117f34cdd4261d27&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Second Chance: A Mafia Romance
“Why can’t I fucking hit you?” Thomas yells, smacking the belt close to her feet. “Why,” he smacks it on the door above her head. “Why, fucking why” to the right and left sides of her body. Melina trembles against the door with her eyes closed and head tucked between her knees. She jumps, sniffing Thomas’ cologne, and tries to hide more. He’s probably bending down. “I want to hurt you, Melina, but I fucking can’t. Tell me why I fucking can’t. Tell me why,” she bites her lips to muffle her sobs as she fears they will exacerbate her situation. “Fucking look at me when I am talking to you,” Thomas says, grabbing her hair and pulling her head up. “I am- so-r-r-r-y,” she says as she turns to face him with her tear-stained face and bloodshot eyes. “Did you think it would work? Did you actually think you could get me arrested and then flee? Are you that dumb, Melina?” he tightens his grip on her hair, and it starts to hurt. Melina can’t believe this is what he thinks. How will she prove that it was never her intention to have him arrested? ******** Melina Davis was born with the face and body of a goddess. Her heart was as beautiful as her, but it never did her any good. Melina was the most unlucky woman in this world when it came to love. Her first love was an abusive con artist who made sure to exploit Melina's kindness. The second one who Melina felt was genuinely worthy of owing her heart was far more dangerous than her first. His name is Thomas Costanzo. He is the second in command of the Costanzo mafia. He was highly feared in the mafia world. Some even feared him more than the don of the Costanzo mafia. Melina didn't know she shouldn't cross him, and she did. She broke the heart of one of the most feared men on this earth, and now, he is out searching for her. Once he finds her, Melina will wish she never crossed paths with him./0/45079/coverorgin.jpg?v=f8f02737e93335f1b75f47e9ac413a10&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Me Tenderly
Mirabel had suffered so much In her life. From being sexually abused continuously by her step father while her mother pretended not to be aware to being abused by her employer and then gang raped led by someone she thought was her friend and she could trust. 'I love you Mira. You are different from the rest', Joel whispered. 'I never thought that I could say this to any woman but there, you have really caught me in your web'. Mirabel could also not believe that she could feel this delirious with desire. She had thought her past experiences with sexual abuse had made her frigid. She knew she has trust issues now. But could she afford to trust Joel and risk her heart being broken? Or maybe she should just have a good time and leave him once she was done with him and move on to the next man..../0/19772/coverorgin.jpg?v=19a1b6eb90689ac043225894d0a96266&imageMogr2/format/webp)
HER BABY’S SECRET
HER BABY’S SECRET Are we best friends or meant to be together? Minutes went by, that was the longest minutes of my life. My heart was beating hard against my chest. I felt like it was going to burst anytime soon. The result and how I would break it down to Busayomi without her getting mad stirred panic within me. I was scared. I closed my eyes as she picked the strip. I could feel her eyes on me. "I.. think..this is good news." She said but my heart broke at her words. It is really bad news if it's positive. "You're pregnant." She said happily. No..no..no..my heart beat skipped two beats at a time. Suddenly I went into hyperventilating mode! And I couldn't control it. What do you do when you don't know how you feel? What do you do when you can't possibly let go of what you feel? What do you do when you can't confess your feelings just because you don't wanna ruin a long time friendship? And all you do is to make him happy! Then what happens when you find out you're pregnant but you can't tell it to the father of your child? Read the story of two best friends./0/89853/coverorgin.jpg?v=5119a496cda62f3d0beb31f07d8ce4d1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Locked Up My Husband's Clan
On our wedding anniversary, I had a sudden urge to make a memory video using my husband's old phone. After turning it on, the phone's notes app popped up automatically, with the latest entry titled "Baby Diary." "Today marks one month since our little girl arrived. Mommy's morning sickness seems worse. It breaks my heart. Daddy got you lots of cute dresses to wear when you're here." The note was signed by my husband, James Vance. But I wasn't pregnant. I called James at work. "What's with the notes on your old phone?" His breath caught on the other end, then he chuckled lightly. "Oh, that? It's just a buddy of mine. His wife's pregnant, and he had nowhere to write it down, so he used my phone." I laughed and said okay. After hanging up, I opened the phone's photo album, went to "Recently Deleted," and recovered a deleted ultrasound image. Holding the ultrasound with the name "Amelia Harper" on it, I smiled and dialed my mother-in-law, Margaret./0/26261/coverorgin.jpg?v=6e534532e3b60fb6c50e6db08c9233da&imageMogr2/format/webp)
