Romance Books for Women
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Emerald Malice - A Mafia Romance
I crashed a wedding. Got caught by the best man. Now, I'm pregnant with his baby... It's Katya's fault. (As per usual.) My BFF despises her ex and wants to hate-watch him marry the woman he left her for. Problem is, she didn't fill me in on that plan... Until we arrive at the ceremony. As soon as I find out, I run. Hop on the elevator and smash the Doors Close button like the Energizer Bunny on a sugar rush. But right before they shut... A hand comes shooting through. And attached to that hand, unfortunately for me, is the most stunning human specimen I've ever seen. Tall. Dark. Handsome. Dangerous. Also... the best man. He takes one look at me and knows I don't belong. "Who let you in here, little bird?" he growls. I gulp. Tremble. Open my mouth to lie... And then the elevator stops./1/126942/coverorgin.jpg?v=9508e59fb13da815f4e2f6aea31376ca&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Jilted Bride: Marrying The Biker King
I thought I was going to marry Jayson, a patched member of the Iron Lizards MC, until my phone buzzed on the damp bar counter. It was a text from an unknown number: "You should see what your man is really up to." Below the words was a stark picture of Jayson in the alley outside, his hands all over a blonde club sweetbutt, crushing his mouth to hers. I confronted him in front of the entire clubhouse, threw my engagement bracelet on his table, and walked out into the freezing night. Jayson chased after me, reeking of alcohol and cheap perfume, screaming that I had absolutely nothing without him. His cruel mother, Marlene, even tried to threaten me into silence to protect their precious family reputation, leaving me entirely isolated and homeless. I had nowhere to go, no one to call, and my entire world had just collapsed into a dead end. But then, the most terrifying man in the state pulled up beside me on a massive Harley. Braxton "Brute" Wood, the ruthless President of the rival Serpents of Redemption MC—a man even Jayson feared. Why would a man who treated everyone else like dirt suddenly offer me a ride and a way out? He didn't just rescue me; he brought me to his fortress, handed me an unlimited black card, and demanded a one-year contract marriage. "Because Jayson Trujillo made you a laughingstock, and you're going to be my Old Lady." As he slid a massive diamond onto my finger at the courthouse, I realized the chilling truth. Braxton was the one who sent me that picture, and I had just signed my life away to a predator who had been hunting me all along./1/125670/coverorgin.jpg?v=9de1c4de6dd89ddfc913d67473b10cb9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fake Dating the Secret Billionaire Hockey Star
My sister-in-law didn't want me to marry for love. She wanted me to marry rich-so she could turn my husband into her personal ATM. So I did the one thing guaranteed to ruin all her plans. I got myself a broke hockey player. At least, that's what everyone was supposed to believe. Beckett Hayes needed a girlfriend badly. The Chicago hockey star had a reputation problem, angry sponsors, and too many headlines painting him as arrogant, reckless, and impossible to settle down. I needed a man convincing enough to stop my family from arranging my future for me. Our solution was simple: fake date. His rules were even simpler. Live in his shabby apartment. Help sell the struggling-player act. Smile for the cameras. No real feelings. Easy. Until my family showed up to mock the "loser" I'd chosen-and Beckett stepped between us like they had insulted something that belonged to him. Until he put a no-limit black card in my hand and told me to stop sacrificing my dream of becoming an artist just because I was afraid to spend money. Until our fake dinners started feeling domestic, his hand started finding mine under the table, and I began forgetting that every protective look and possessive touch was supposed to be part of the contract. Then Beckett's grandfather arrived at our tiny apartment wearing cashmere, flanked by bodyguards, carrying a priceless Hayes family heirloom for me. Apparently, pretending to be broke was the easy part. Pretending I wasn't falling for my fake boyfriend was becoming impossible. Especially when his grandfather took our only bedroom and left Beckett and me with one pullout sofa, one night, and absolutely nowhere left to hide./0/33739/coverorgin.jpg?v=9648ca7a8023f159a6ba32d5218f1ab4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hunger Unleashed
Bradley Jackson vs. Jean Broody Dr. Jean Broody is a hot-headed, happy-go-lucky type of person whose world is filled with sex and merriment. He believes that people should not allow society to dictate how they must live their lives because life is too short. With a successful career, the love of his family, money, and an endless supply of willing ladies at his beck and call, he thinks he has it all. Till Bradley sweeps into his life like a storm and brings with him an unexpected awakening that brings Jean to his knees. Lt. Bradley Jackson is an honest-to-goodness bad-ass and intense person who doesn’t care much for fun. A survivor of a dark and rough childhood, he is a strong advocate of discipline. When he’s forced to live with Jean, the most laid-back person he’s ever met, he’s pushed to explore his deepest desires. He recognizes something in Jean that calls to him. Something that he needs…something he can't resist. When these two completely different personalities find themselves together, things take a dangerous, intense and exciting turn that shocks both of them. How will Jean cope when he finds himself in uncharted territory that threatens to change who he is? Can Bradley survive the desperate, soul-deep desire within, in the face of the hovering danger that could destroy both of them?/0/26197/coverorgin.jpg?v=73dfb48fda412dbbe811eb6e964e049b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy
Eliana was framed by her best friend and her fiance into sleeping with a boy toy in the club and getting impregnated by him. Five years after she had given birth to twins, she returned home and worked under the Moran Group, where she met the CEO-- Maurice. Maurice was a brilliant businessman who did his job well. But in order to stay under the radar, he lived a double life. One as Maurice, and one as Preston. Fate brought the two together again, roping them in on an exciting love story. It all became more complicated when Eliana faced Preston, the man she had slept with before, once again. Now that she was being pursued by two men, how could she ever choose? When would Eliana uncover the secret of Maurice's identity? When was Maurice going to know that he already had two children of his own? How would Eliana face this man when the truth came to light one day? Come and find out./0/61150/coverorgin.jpg?v=3473c94e2a9273aac3e6026f2ea1b5c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorcing My Aloof Husband
I was once a well-known feminist activist, but later I became a gold digger and a submissive wife. To earn money for Frank's medical treatment, I married Zachary and became a stepmother to his autistic son, Erik. Former friends criticized me for degrading myself and cut off contact with me. My life became very narrow; I spent my days meticulously caring for Erik and my nights accompanying Zachary through the ups and downs. In the fifth year of our marriage, Erik's biological mother returned. She was a wealthy heiress, a PhD from a prestigious university, stunningly beautiful, and had built a feminist persona on social media, amassing millions of followers. In comparison, I felt dull and uninteresting, and people found me repulsive. So, I decided to file for divorce./0/77336/coverorgin.jpg?v=b0064f360b5858825f4c662e7fe502c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
SCORNED EX WIFE : Queen Of Ashes
Camille Lewis was the forgotten daughter, the unloved wife, the woman discarded like yesterday's news. Betrayed by her husband, cast aside by her own family, and left for dead by the sister who stole everything, she vanished without a trace. But the weak, naive Camille died the night her car was forced off that bridge. A year later, she returns as Camille Kane, richer, colder, and more powerful than anyone could have imagined. Armed with wealth, intelligence, and a hunger for vengeance, she is no longer the woman they once trampled on. She is the storm that will tear their world apart. Her ex-husband begs for forgiveness. Her sister's perfect life crumbles. Her parents regret the daughter they cast aside. But Camille didn't come back for apologies, she came back to watch them burn. But as her enemies fall at her feet, one question remains: when the revenge is over, what's left? A mysterious trillionaire Alexander Pierce steps into her path, offering something she thought she lost forever, a future. But can a woman built on ashes learn to love again? She rose from the fire to destroy those who betrayed her. Now, she must decide if she'll rule alone... or let someone melt the ice in her heart./1/114145/coverorgin.jpg?v=abf78ade377aa3bee75c428a0936ca8a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Wife Is A Dying Genius
The biopsy report slid across the cold metal desk, stamped with a brutal death sentence: advanced gastric cancer. Aretha had exactly ninety days left to live. It was her twenty-sixth birthday, but her phone only rang with a furious call from her husband, Anders. "Do you have any idea how much of a joke you made this family look like today? Post a public apology to Kelli right now." He had completely forgotten her birthday, only caring that she skipped her adopted sister's yacht party. When Aretha dragged her failing body back to the family estate, her biological mother slapped her across the face just for looking pale and embarrassing them in front of guests. Seeing Aretha wasn't submitting to the usual abuse, Kelli deliberately threw herself down the stairs, playing the innocent, depressed victim. Anders rushed in and shoved Aretha brutally against the wall to protect Kelli, while her biological father delivered his ultimate threat. "I am freezing your trust fund. Get on your knees and apologize to Kelli right now, or you won't see another dime." A massive, suffocating sense of absurdity washed over Aretha. She had spent six years lowering her head and begging for their approval, only to be treated like a disposable placeholder. Why should she spend her final days enduring this agonizing torture for people who didn't even care if she breathed? Aretha wiped the blood from her chin and laughed. She publicly severed all ties with her family, whipped the signed divorce papers directly at Anders's face, and walked out into the freezing storm—ready to fight for her own life./1/115872/coverorgin.jpg?v=4e17a66b0b0fb03acd98239b2f9a8564&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Moonlight Kiss
For sweet and innocent Adriana, life was nothing but a walk through the park. That was, until she turned 18. Adriana feared for this day her whole life, but it was finally time to face them as so many women in her family has done in the past. It was the day for her to attend the Revendal, an annual Grand Ceremony which was held for none other than the pure blood, Draven Cruz. Not only was he famous for his good looks but his temper was well-known amongst the vampires and the humans as well. And now? It was time for him to choose himself a keeper from the ceremony and Adriana silently prays that she wasn't the one. But what happens if he does take a sudden interest in her? Does a human really stand a chance with a vampire?/1/117333/coverorgin.jpg?v=700a31220ba634be9f7296331dfdad10&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered Vows: The Unwanted Wife's Escape
I played the perfect, obedient trophy wife to billionaire Haiden Moran for three years. But the Monday after his grandfather's funeral, he coldly handed me divorce papers. He offered a massive payout, calling our marriage a "buyout of my time." I was never his wife, just a prop to secure his inheritance. That night, after a chaotic run-in at a club, he dragged me back to our penthouse. In a desperate, drug-fueled haze, we crossed the line. But when I woke up the next morning, covered in marks, his side of the bed was completely cold. He had snuck out like a thief. Seeking a final sliver of closure, I called his private number. A breathless, feminine voice answered instead. "Mr. Moran left his phone here. Oh, and I have his fresh shirt ironed and ready." My blood ran cold. He had left my bed and gone straight to another woman. My three years of devotion meant absolutely nothing. I permanently blocked his number, severed all our joint accounts, and booked a one-way first-class ticket to Maui to disappear forever. But just as the plane doors were about to close, a man walked down the aisle and casually sat in the seat right next to mine. It was Haiden./1/126845/coverorgin.jpg?v=9729249aac66f5be42c6280de66d5d04&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Surprise Twins for the Hockey Prince
At my luxurious bridal shower, I thought I was the luckiest woman alive. But when I stepped away for some air, I overheard my fiancé and my best friend intimately discussing their affair. They were plotting to murder me. "Once the wedding is over, everything that belonged to the Sloans will be ours. Just tolerate the naive little fool for a little longer." They even admitted they had arranged the fatal car crash that killed my parents to bankrupt my family's company. When I furiously confronted them, my best friend shoved me hard against a heavy oak desk. Bleeding and losing consciousness, I heard my fiancé panic, but my best friend was terrifyingly calm. "This just saves us the trouble of arranging an accident. We have to get rid of the body." They tied me up, dragged me onto a private yacht, and hurled me alive into the freezing Atlantic Ocean. Sinking into the suffocating black water, my heart was consumed by an icy hatred. I had given them my entire heart, yet they murdered my parents, stole my legacy, and threw me away like trash. But I didn't die. Five years later, I returned to New York with my twins and a new identity. Looking at the terrified faces of my ex-fiancé and former best friend in the parking garage, I smiled coldly. "I'm here to take back what's mine."/1/118382/coverorgin.jpg?v=7d6966c895439b2202e5945823c611bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FILTHY WET DIARIES (collections)
18 Explicit raw content. ⚠️ WARNING : this is raw, shameless porn in written form, read at your own risk . This collection contains steamy, dirty raw stories with forbidden kinky desires including rough sex, gay sex, milfs sex, teen sex, forbidden taboo relationships. ****. He begins thrusting in and out roughly, faster as the bed creaks and the head board hits the wall. I felt my br**sts bounce at his movement. "Fuck, you're so tight baby" he growls "unghhh,... Unghhh..." I kept moaning as he kept going. "Kelvin,... Kelvin..." "Yes, cindy, let me hear you scream my name" I felt his c**k pulse inside me, as I clenched him tightly. We both c*m together, breathless and gasping for breath. Just when I thought we were done, he immediately lifts my legs up so both my knees are by the side of my head, and Melvin quickly holds them in place. "You have no idea cindy, how hard I get when I see you walking around the house dressed in nothing but your f**king tank tops and mini skirts that barely even cover up your a*s cheeks when you bend a little. Now, you f**king belong to us, to do as we f**king please." My p**sy is wide open and glistening up in the air. "Mmmnnn, see how swollen those pink lips are, you love being f**ked by your step brothers don't you??."/0/18529/coverorgin.jpg?v=b3fc4645eac2cec54e6c24382b6e7042&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped In Lace
Rachel was a brilliant doctor with her whole life ahead of her. After five years of being stuck in a loveless marriage, she finally decided that it was time to get a divorce. By some cruel twist of fate, Rachel also found out that one of her patients was actually her husband’s mistress. “Mr. Fu, the least you could do is wait until we’re formally divorced before you go around cheating on me!” “Mrs. Fu, am I sensing some jealousy here?” “Just sign the divorce papers!” Rachel thought that everything would be fine after the divorce. However, they ended up in the same bed again after her father insisted that they live together for another year. What happened after Rachel rolled back into the arms of her ex-husband?/0/89018/coverorgin.jpg?v=2d8b58e6b782c5c3fbc72a1d5874e816&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Left for Dead, Found by Love
My fiancé, tech CEO Cohen Burgess, took me to the city's most exclusive restaurant for our three-year anniversary. Then his high school sweetheart, Kiera, reappeared, claiming amnesia. To help her "recover," Cohen started a viral "100 Dates Challenge" with her, turning their reunion into a national spectacle. I became the villain in their love story. When I objected, Cohen locked me in a wine cellar, knowing my severe claustrophobia. He let Kiera wear my deceased mother's priceless dress, and when she deliberately tore it, he tossed his credit card at me and told me to buy a new one. I finally decided to leave, only to overhear his true plan: he would marry me for my family's status, but keep Kiera as his mistress. I was never his love; I was a beautiful, high-class tool for his ambition. The final act came when Kiera set my room on fire and framed me. Cohen screamed I was a psycho and left me to burn. As the roof collapsed, a stranger kicked down the door. He carried me from the inferno and said, "I'm Case Browning. Your husband."/0/79719/coverorgin.jpg?v=515257f8baafe69c95ecc9afcc933fdc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stepsister's Scorn, Lover's Lie
At the elite Auer Conservatory gala, I, Ava Davies, a scholarship violinist, finally felt I belonged, especially with my powerful trustee boyfriend, Ethan Montgomery, effortlessly by my side. But then, the grand screen, meant for donor names, flickered to life, displaying a deeply intimate video of me—a bedroom scene—for all of New York's elite to see, hijacking my deepest humiliation for public consumption. As gasps turned to cruel whispers and mocking laughter, and my world crumbled, Ethan, my supposed anchor, vanished, only for me to find him moments later, gloating with my stepsister, Seraphina, admitting our entire relationship was an "amusing diversion" to orchestrate my ruin. Betrayed by the man I loved, herded like an animal, I was then dragged into a dark alley by his friends, enduring unimaginable torture: chili oil burned my throat, flashes captured my terror, and a searing hot iron branded my shoulder, all for the public's entertainment, sanctioned by Ethan who later, chillingly, instructed kidnappers to "dispose of me." Why had he, the man who once championed me, orchestrated such monstrous cruelty, leaving me broken and branded, desiring my very eradication—what dark secret propelled this twisted vengeance, and could I ever escape his terrifying obsession? This raw, agonizing betrayal transformed me: I would not just survive, I would disappear from his world, on my own terms, turning my back on the ruin he created to forge a future where I, Ava, would finally be free./0/25184/coverorgin.jpg?v=ede92b0c13183acd50eb8abb4a193966&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Attractive Cute Wife
Anne Brown, who is firm, lovely, and outgoing, was betrayed by her family through setting a trap for her. In that case, she was robbed of all she had, including her reputation, her engagement and her fiance. At the crucial time, Denny White, who is the King of Carl City, appeared in her life. It was Denny who saved her from insults and threats, and it is also Denny who genuinely loves and cherishes her. Just as the legend goes that Denny was the most powerful, merciless, and arrogant man in Carl City, while he gives his whole heart to Anne./1/112861/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe0a7bbfd201b50e30447edf1e6f3280&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Lord's Hacker
Clarissa Alberto appears to be an ordinary girl, with her thick-framed spectacles, loose clothing, hair constantly up in a ponytail, and head hidden behind a computer screen. Nobody knows she has a brilliant IQ and a golden heart. She hacks into virtual networks in pursuit of her mother. Unfortunately for her, she hacked into the incorrect database. She broke into the database of legendary crime leader Santiago "Saint" Rossi. Saint is the antithesis of his name. He is known for his brutality. As a mafia leader, he learnt to eat or be devoured. When Clarissa stumbled into his database, a plan formed in his head. He is going to kidnap her./0/87962/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106213302&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years, A Fading Love
For five years, I was Grafton Mcleod's shadow. I wasn't just his assistant; I was his alibi, his shield, the one who cleaned up his messes. Everyone thought I was in love with him. They were wrong. I did it all for his brother, Justen—the man I truly loved, who made me promise on his deathbed to look after Grafton. The five years were up. My promise was fulfilled. I handed in my resignation, ready to finally grieve in peace. But that very night, Grafton's cruel girlfriend, Cherrelle, dared him to a deadly street race he couldn't win. To save his life, I took the wheel for him. I won the race but crashed the car, waking up in a hospital bed. Grafton accused me of doing it for attention, then left to comfort Cherrelle over a sprained ankle. He believed her lies when she said I pushed her, shoving me against a wall so hard my head wound split open again. He stood by while she forced me to drink glass after glass of whiskey he was deathly allergic to, calling it a test of loyalty. The final humiliation came at a charity auction. To prove his love for Cherrelle, he put me on the stage and sold me for the night to another man. I had endured five years of hell to honor a dead man's last wish, and this was my reward. After escaping the man who bought me, I went to the bridge where Justen died. I sent Grafton one last text: "I'm going to be with the man I love." Then, with nothing left to live for, I jumped./0/95064/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106214435&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Drugged, Jilted, Now A Billionaire's Wife
My fiancé of twenty years left me at the altar for another woman, a manipulative liar faking a terminal illness. To grant her "dying wish," he not only demanded a divorce but personally injected me with a drug to ensure I could never have children. On the day he tried to marry her, I entered a proxy marriage with a comatose billionaire to escape-and my new husband woke up./0/91564/coverorgin.jpg?v=85fd0533234d6992c823af89396266a7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
