Romance Books for Women
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My Savior, My Obsession
I was planning my wedding to Ethan Carter, the man I adored. On the eve of our vows, he burned my family’s home to the ground. He wasn't my loving fiancé; he was a monster hell-bent on revenge, blaming my surgeon father for his parents' deaths. He shattered my father's career, bankrupted us, and forced me to become a servant to his cruel new fiancée. He delighted in my suffering, completely unaware of the devastating irony. The heart beating in my chest wasn't my own. It was a transplant, and his relentless torture was causing it to fail. I finally died. But I woke up again, as a child. And this time, my parents remembered the horror too. We spent years building a new, safe life. I even found real love with a kind man named Liam. I was finally happy. Then, yesterday, the man who murdered me walked into my classroom, his eyes full of regret, convinced our story deserved a second chance./0/40540/coverorgin.jpg?v=98a408c0b43b8c00d2689836cd35e142&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Seductress
"Don't ever let me smell another man on you Kitten." He pinned me up against the wall holding my hands above my head. "You are...... mine Only mine." ------------------------------------- Rafael Santigo Montez, heir to The Montez Mafia. On the streets he's known as The Shiv. Deadly with his hands and even deadlier with a blade in them, he is not the one to fuck with. Isadora Fiorella Cortez, a feisty little new comer that has just applied to work fora strip club called The Silver Paw. Little does she know that not only is her boss panty dropping hot, but he's in the mafia. Tables take a turn when she bumps into him on her first night working as a server. Get ready for this thrilling story * * */0/18802/coverorgin.jpg?v=c242d30c3857fd8ffaef9e902cf78203&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Become A Beauty: Turn The Tables On Love Game
Erin had been engaged to Jacob since childhood. The two grew up together. No one knew him better than her. However, he cheated on her with her half-sister and even dumped her on their wedding day. Because of the scar on her face, she lost everything. After making up her mind, she left away and rose like a phoenix from the ashes. Coming back as the nemesis, she turned the tables and won back what belonged to her. As for the ones who betrayed her, she would let them pay for the price they deserved./0/19451/coverorgin.jpg?v=9113ae2cf533046d1a95c9115428d1ba&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Relationship Contract
Kimberly thinks she has her life figured out,with her about to graduate from college. A small job on the side to take care of her expenses but what happens when she spills coffee on the wrong person Jace the handsome arrogant businessman that collides with Kim and sets out to "use her" Will love abide in their hearts Will Jace make or break Kim Does opposite really attract each other How would their lives intertwine/0/73634/coverorgin.jpg?v=fcdfad321ca7fa381476c1644d4686c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract marriage: The Billionaire And I
The genuine daughter of the Williams family, Ava Williams, decides to leave the country and start again after being betrayed by her fiancé and kid sister. She thus adopts the name Ava Daniels. But later on, she finds out that she was pregnant with twins. Since she is unable to locate the children's father, she decides she must raise them alone. But after going through too much hardship five years later, Ava decides to return to get vengeance on those who had wronged her and to regain her mother's business, which had also been taken away from her by her step-sister and her fiancé. She meets handsome Billionaire David Gages to have a place to sleep, and she decides to marry him. But what happens when she finds out that he is indeed the father of her twins, who are five years old? How will she be able to strike a balance between getting her revenge and her longing for David?/1/115488/coverorgin.jpg?v=19fabb002eb248fb39764a38ea882ee2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound To The Ruthless Billionaire Captor
Jocelyn Yang lived in the grand Turner Mansion, not as a guest, but as a prisoner. Ever since her father's death, the ruthless billionaire Elam Turner forced her to atone for sins her father never committed. On her nineteenth birthday, a male classmate secretly sent her a diamond necklace. Elam, who had flown back from London overnight, flew into a psychotic, jealous rage at the sight of another man's gift. He mercilessly crushed the delicate necklace into the marble floor with his custom leather shoe. "Did you forget what you are?" Elam hissed, dragging her into a pitch-black storage room. "You take gifts from other men behind my back?" He pinned her to the dusty floorboards and violently assaulted her. The next morning, a wire transfer of $500,000 hit her bank account. He had humiliated her, broken her spirit, and was now casually trying to buy her silence. Later, when a broken bike left her walking miles through a freezing rainstorm, he just shoved scalding tea into her bleeding hands. "Look at you," he sneered. "You look like a stray dog ruining my floors." Jocelyn curled up in the cold, her lips bleeding and her heart shattered. She couldn't understand his terrifying obsession. If he hated her so much, why did he refuse to let her go? Why did he look at her with such manic hunger while systematically destroying her life? Staring at the massive sum of hush money on her phone, a desperate spark of vengeance flared in her chest. Jocelyn wired every single cent back to Elam's account. She picked up her charcoal pencil, vowing to win the upcoming art competition and buy her escape from this monster forever./0/23669/coverorgin.jpg?v=0815488ad17a8e9148a45b92ada134dd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My ultimate fan girl
"To have with my korean idol, is like a dream come true!" Krissy was motivated to reach her dream land and find her korean idol. Would their paths meet if she knew the state and life they were leading were different? For dreams and determination in life, krissy will despise everyone just to reach her dream. Will she be able to live up to the dream she promised her parents if one day their paths meet with the person she has long wanted to see?/0/84341/coverorgin.jpg?v=40eeb72b7246535fe656feb365de79b4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond The Broken Heart: Stella\'s Vengeance
My boyfriend, Caleb, was my family, my everything, for nearly two decades. He worked as a security guard for a spoiled tech heiress, Gabrielle, but our Fourth of July plans were finally just for us. Then a frantic call from his client shattered everything. Suddenly, we were on a deserted road, fireworks popping in the distance, when a "carjacking" erupted. As masked men attacked, Caleb didn't hesitate. He sprinted past me, sacrificing my safety to shield Gabrielle, whispering, "If anything happens to you, I can't live with myself." His words, and the knife searing my side, were a shock that cut deeper than any blade. I bled out on the asphalt, while Caleb fussed over Gabrielle's minor scratch. I woke up in a hospital, alone, only to hear nurses describe Caleb as the "devoted guard" who hadn't left Gabrielle's side. He eventually appeared, reeking of her perfume, offering pathetic excuses and blaming me for being "in the wrong place at the wrong time." Just then, Gabrielle, pristine and smug, was wheeled in. "We both had our panic buttons," she purred, "We were going to see who he'd save." She confirmed the carjacking was a setup, a twisted bet I never knew I was in. My world imploded. How could the man I loved, my family, orchestrate such a cruel betrayal, then abandon me for a sick game? He chose her, leaving me broken. But I wouldn't stay broken. This was just the beginning of my reckoning./0/81421/coverorgin.jpg?v=65886d41a642d34a55c84c615a4f34cb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Mother's Sacrifice, A Billionaire's Game
For three years, I, Sarah Miller, poured my heart into my relationship with Ethan Hayes, believing we were a team facing his mounting debts and recent job loss from a struggling tech startup. My loving mother, Mary, despite her own battle with severe emphysema, tirelessly worked extra shifts and sacrificed her precious few savings to help us. In a final, heartbreaking act of selfless devotion, Mary even cashed out her life insurance policy, giving every last penny-$60,000-to Ethan to settle his financial woes, just days before she tragically succumbed to her illness. Her dying wish was for me to use that money to help Ethan, to ensure his future, to be happy. But at my administrative job, a subsidiary of a company called Innovate Solutions, a conversation overheard from a conference room plunged my world into a nightmare: Ethan was a "tech scion," talking about the "Hayes fortune" and a "test" of my loyalty. He wasn't broke; he was a multi-billionaire CEO, and his fabricated poverty was a cruel, elaborate psychological experiment. My mother's agonizing death, her ultimate sacrifice, had been nothing more than a pawn in his sick game. Every act of kindness, every sacrifice we made for him, was a lie. How could the man I loved, the man my mother gave her very life for, be such a manipulative monster? Overwhelmed by grief and a betrayal so profound it choked me, I refused his fake explanations and lavish offers. I walked out of his opulent office, resigned from my job, and cut every tie, determined to find a future free from his monstrous deceit./0/37296/coverorgin.jpg?v=40293fc0f8b0ee546cad879dd8040e95&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A DASH OF TEMPTATION.
"You are one stubborn lady, you know that?." His raspy tone sounded close to her ear, sending gooseflesh up her arms. And her emotions must have been closer to the surface than she'd wanted to admit, because she could feel the sting of tears behind her lids. Not wanting David to know how he affected her, she hid her face in his shoulder and tried a laugh. It sounded a little wobbly, but it was the best she could produce. "You hardly know me, David. And you already made it clear to me that you don't want to…i understand" He rocked her from side to side, and she could hear the smile in his voice when he spoke. "Well, you are making it difficult for me to stick to that" Bonnie squeezed herself closer, loving the solid feel of his chest against her cheek, the strength of his arms around her. She couldn't recall ever feeling so safe. "It wouldn't be so bad if you let yourself. Forget about whatever reason brought us together. Let go, and live in the moment" David groaned, and then his hand was beneath her chin, tilting her face up. Bonnie smiled, thinking he had a few more questions for her, when his mouth closed over hers and she couldn't think at all. —---------- Bonnie Rimmer is in danger, and David Stewart knows that it's all his fault. He had made more than a few enemies over the years, but a creepy stalker kidnapping the woman he was meant to protect is an entirely different matter. All of this could have been avoided if he had kept to one rule: don’t protect anyone you want to screw. Don't get emotionally involved with your client. But with Bonnie, he’s caught between his job and his increasingly hard libido. The woman is way out of his league, but David wants nothing more than to take the hot volcano of a woman in his hand. To make her writhe in pleasure, until she’s at his complete mercy. She needs protection. He needs satisfaction. And the moment the line is crossed, all hell will break loose…/0/22047/coverorgin.jpg?v=a96fae2b131868e4e94b11ed5c17533b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Nanny
Sophie Smith, a young woman struggling to find a job to pay off her debts decides to become a Nanny to the daughter of a single father and a successful billionaire Hardin Anthony Hardin has been threading on the single life for four years and he can't help but start to grow feelings for his daughters beautiful Nanny. He wants her and he's not going to let anything or anyone gets in his way./1/108026/coverorgin.jpg?v=140c4bce6a16272f43a1be55f6be65fc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Buried Alive With My Fake Husband
I woke up in total darkness, the air smelling of stale chemicals and dying flowers. When I tried to sit up, my forehead slammed into solid wood just three inches from my face. I was trapped in a coffin, buried alive next to the cold, stiff body of my fake husband, Cedric. My stepmother, Hermina, had poisoned our champagne at the gala to seize my trust fund, and now she was hosting a lavish memorial service for us right outside the lid. I found a faint, erratic pulse in Cedric's neck, but I couldn't just scream for help. If Hermina realized the dose wasn't lethal, she'd finish the job with a lethal injection under the guise of medical assistance. To survive, I bit my tongue until I tasted blood and tore my hair into a tangled mess. When I finally kicked the lid open and spilled onto the marble floor, I didn't act like a rescued heiress; I crawled like a broken doll, shrieking about poisoned bubbles and "the bad man" while Manhattan's elite watched in absolute horror. The betrayal was suffocating. My own family watched as Hermina tried to sedate me back into silence, playing the role of a grieving saint while her eyes remained cold as ice. Even more shocking was Cedric, who rose from the casket like a predator, commanding the room with a terrifying authority that proved our entire marriage had been a lie. I couldn't understand how many secrets were buried in that house, or why my "boring" husband was suddenly acting like a man who owned the city. After kneeing Cedric in the stomach to break his iron grip, I bolted out into the torrential rain. I didn't care that I was barefoot or that the world thought I was insane. I had the key to my father's secret safe in my hand, and I was going to make sure Hermina paid for every second of darkness she forced me to endure./0/42163/coverorgin.jpg?v=45534e54ad36109b6f207435dbe4052f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vampire musician
soon put her in the doggy position where l was smacking her äss and fúckîng her from behind. she was screaming so loudly so l put my fingers in her mouth. when l was about to cúm l pulled out immediately and cúmméd on her ass. "You may leave when you are rested" l said to her "what about my payment" she replied "Here you go" l gave her the money and she got dressed and left./0/86937/coverorgin.jpg?v=3922e82690342a4b2631c0a57ffdc1e1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Secret, Her New Beginning
I stared at my phone, Liam's name glowing on the screen. For five years, I was his secret, his on-again, off-again lover, hidden from everyone, especially his sister, my best friend. Then, two weeks ago at a tech gala, he introduced another woman as his girlfriend, dismissing me with a cold, small nod, as if I were a distant acquaintance. My heart shattered as he laughed away my five years of devotion as just "fun." I finally typed a reply to his persistent messages: "I'm getting married, Liam." His immediate, angry calls followed, demanding to know who. I'd accepted David Chen's quiet, respectful proposal, a life where I wouldn't have to hide. When Liam discovered it was David, he accused me of marrying for money, blaming me for his mistakes. It was infuriating. How could he possibly misunderstand so profoundly, believing my escape was still about him, still a game to manipulate his attention? But I was finally free. I blocked his number, ready to paint my own picture on a blank canvas./0/23345/coverorgin.jpg?v=b6940535ef358c045a5a76ccb6656be6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Awakening
For as long as she can remember, Seraphina Cross has experienced these visions that made her feel like there was more to life. It wasn't until one moment, one accident that her life changed forever.She awakens the next day a new person in more ways than one. With no recollection of past night's events, she's forced to adapt to certain sensations she is experiencing all while trying to piece together what exactly happened to her that fateful night. Her strange, hectic life doesn't seem to make sense until she meets a handsome stranger. Only then does the puzzle finally piece itself together.What she doesn't expect is the new powers she has developed attracting all kinds of unwanted attention. Thrown into a world she never truly believed existed she is forced to come to grips with who she is becoming while staying out of trouble long enough to figure out what needs to be done to fulfill her destiny./1/122302/coverorgin.jpg?v=1127bc915739ca017f6f6d45ff6d8d24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Oops! My Kept Boy Is the Billionaire Heir
She thought she hired a handsome boy to soothe her wounded pride. She never expected him to be New York's most ruthless billionaire. When her unfaithful husband, Frank Walters, returned from Europe with his pregnant mistress clinging to his arm, he expected Camille Garner to keep quiet and play the dutiful, obedient wife. Instead, Camille handed him a public humiliation at the airport and demanded a divorce, severing her ties with his toxic family once and for all. For three years, Camille had maintained a discreet, paid arrangement with Cody-a young, attentive companion who offered her the warmth her marriage lacked. Ready to make a clean break from her past, she handed him a seven-figure check to end their deal. Cody tore the check to shreds. Because "Cody" was never a broke student. He was Kellen Prince-the enigmatic, untouchable CEO who ruled New York's financial empire. When her ex-husband's life spirals into bitter regret, and jealous rivals scheme to destroy her career and identity, Kellen steps out of the shadows. He offers her a new contract-one with absolute protection, unwavering luxury, and a dark, possessive devotion she can no longer resist. Together, they walk into the high-society battlefield to tear down every enemy in her path. Kellen isn't just offering her shelter; he's making a declaration to the entire city: Camille isn't just surviving her past-she is reigning over it./1/109973/coverorgin.jpg?v=d7f5b91404e400374e82a60db56c1c7f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
LOVE ME OR HATE ME
"I am not my sister. And you can LOVE ME OR HATE ME for that, but you don't get to punish me for her sins." Daniel breaks. The wall doesn't just come down. It collapses. --- Aria Blackwood didn't plan to fall in love with her boss. She planned to keep her head down, do her job, and ignore the way Daniel Cole's presence rearranged every room he entered, including the room inside her chest. Daniel Cole didn't plan to feel anything ever again. Not after Vivienne. Not after the betrayal that stripped him of $50,000, a fake pregnancy that never existed, and every reason to trust a woman's smile. He swore on her name. On her bloodline. On every person who carried her last name. He just didn't know he'd already fallen for one. When the truth surfaces at the worst possible moment, mid-engagement, mid-happiness, mid-finally, Daniel must choose between the wound that shaped him and the woman who healed him without even knowing he was bleeding. Love was never supposed to find him again. It sent the wrong sister anyway./0/84666/coverorgin.jpg?v=df2847f86fc7596b4cb03d862491fd11&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My billionaire driver
He was just a driver. Until he became everything she was never allowed to want. After a scandalous night out, Ariana Westbrook's world spins out of control. As the only daughter of a powerful billionaire, she's used to luxury - not lockdown. Her father responds the only way he knows how: by hiring a full-time driver to monitor her every move. But Liam Blake is not just a driver. He's charming, mysterious... and hiding a life worth billions. As Ariana fights against the cage her life has become, she starts falling - not just for freedom, but for the man who was never supposed to matter. And when long-buried secrets come to light, she'll question everything: her family, her identity, and the man who may have betrayed her in more ways than one. She was never meant to know the truth. He was never meant to fall for her. But some collisions are impossible to avoid./0/81746/coverorgin.jpg?v=a39eb0d964aaf93bfb13cbc42f6444a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Where Concrete Daisies Bloom
I' d finally done it. My resignation letter officially landed on Mr. Henderson' s expensive mahogany desk, putting a ruthless period on years of being Ethan Cole' s secret convenience. But freedom was fleeting. Isabella, his fiancée and my tormentor, summoned me to Ethan' s TriBeCa penthouse, wielding an old, whimsical sketch of mine like a weapon, then slapped me clean across the face. Ethan arrived, and instead of defending me, he smoothed Isabella' s perfect, glistening fake tears, dismissing me as someone who "meant nothing" -just "a release." Emboldened, Isabella snatched my portfolio, spilling my architectural dreams-designs for community centers-and pouring red wine directly onto them, staining my future crimson. Ethan then tossed a wad of cash at my feet, his voice flat: "For the dry cleaning. Now get out." I stumbled out into the New York downpour, each raindrop a tiny hammer pounding home the gut-wrenching humiliation of being so utterly worthless to the man I' d loved. How could he, the center of my naive world, watch as my dignity and dreams were drowned in wine, then casually toss money as if I were a broken possession? But in that deepest moment of despair, something snapped. I was done being their discarded convenience, their emotional punching bag; I would disappear and rebuild a life where my peace wasn' t for sale, no matter what it took./0/88235/coverorgin.jpg?v=e1c31fcfedf06950ae8917f2659e33c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
