Romance Books for Women
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My Beautiful Primrose
A billionaire art collector purchases a mysterious 19th-century portrait and begins having vivid dreams about the woman in it. After a near-fatal accident, he realizes the portrait is connected to a tragic past that mirrors his present life. As he grows close to a woman who looks exactly like the one in the painting, he must uncover the truth behind the portrait before history repeats itself. Can love survive centuries of secrets and mistakes? And will he finally find the courage to fight for the woman in front of him, or will the past destroy them both? #mystery #lovetriangle #hero #betrayal/0/84821/coverorgin.jpg?v=f40d08ca243da1b3125dc0c5f85b6419&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Vineyard Heiress: Unearthing the Truth
My life at Johns Vineyards, one of Napa Valley' s most prestigious wineries, was perfect. I was the 25-year-old VP of Operations, dating my boyfriend of eight years, Anthony, and living the legacy I'd been raised for. Then, a new field hand, Sabrina Chavez, walked in, casually mocking my simple choice of wine. Soon after, I found a discarded condom in our family picnic area, a disgusting violation. Storming towards Anthony's office to vent, I stumbled upon a scene that froze me: Sabrina, in a revealing top, flirting brazenly with Anthony, who was flustered and complicit. His pathetic excuses, her deliberate "trip" into his arms, and a button conveniently popping open, confirmed my worst fear: a betrayal happening right before my eyes. The disgust choked me, but the real shock came when he chugged non-potable water, only for unedited CCTV footage to pop up showing him and Sabrina in a tool shed, their vile secret exposed. Instantly, Anthony dropped his act, wrapping his arm around Sabrina, snarling that she was the "real" heiress, the one who "deserved" my life. My world shattered. How could the man I loved turn on me so viciously, siding with a stranger who claimed my identity? Amidst a dramatic board meeting and a public birthday humiliation orchestrated by Sabrina, aided by Anthony, I felt utterly alone and betrayed. But just when all seemed lost, my brother Andrew, who had flown in, held crucial evidence: the full hospital security footage from my birth. He looked at the screen, a forgotten memory surfacing, and pointed at a tiny figure. "I remember this," he whispered, his eyes widening. "I followed that nurse. She took my baby sister, Gabby, into that little dark room. I was worried she' d be scared of the dark." He unknowingly corrected the swap, ensuring my place in the family. The truth was out, changing everything./0/55098/coverorgin.jpg?v=577f3c30b5c194d3127a7068a5bf8a09&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shadows of expectations
It seems like Daemon's emotions and frustrations are running high, leading to a bit of a mix-up in his interactions. He's facing pressure from his family, particularly his grandfather, regarding marriage, and he's struggling to find a solution. His encounter with the single mother at the cafe seems to trigger some thoughts about Theo's suggestion to hire someone to be his wife. However, Daemon's attempt to propose this idea to the woman comes out in a clumsy and unintended way. It's clear he's grappling with his own feelings and the expectations placed upon him./0/83726/coverorgin.jpg?v=76615644698796edfb5056f96c571839&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Calculated Comeback
My mother stood before us, perfectly poised, offering a choice: a prestigious private school in California with a tech billionaire' s son, or an Ivy League education on the East Coast. I chose California, naive enough to believe she wanted me there, only to fall deeply in love with Ethan, the quiet, brilliant son of the family. But then, the betrayal started: a slurred confession from Ethan, a photoshopped image of him with my sister Ashley, and then, my mother' s enraged slap when I tried to follow Ethan to MIT. They forbade me from going, twisting truths until my world shattered, leading to a hit-and-run that left me dying on cold asphalt, my mother and sister' s celebratory whispers ringing in my ears. As my spirit faded, I watched Ethan, heartbroken, take his own life, and then, pure, unadulterated rage consumed me, fueling one last act of vengeance against Ashley. And then, I woke up, back in that smoke-filled living room, with my mother giving the exact same fake choice and my sister already buzzing with greed. This time, I wouldn' t fall for their lies. This time, they would pay./0/82631/coverorgin.jpg?v=9e4c1445c5bb92558d776beaa4e661ec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Apology Required
My husband Michael was back, or so he said, but our home was a stage for a hollow play, thick with things he refused to acknowledge. Months ago, I found a secret folder on his laptop: "Sanctuary." Inside, years of emails and poems to his graduate student, Olivia, called her his "kindred spirit," labeling our life together "mundane." I'd also found them at a restaurant. When I confronted them, Olivia dramatically faked an injury, and Michael's sycophant colleague violently shoved me, cracking my head against the wall. Michael, the man I'd helped build, rushed only to Olivia's side while I bled. He later spun it, calling me "melodramatic," and his family blamed me for his affair, demanding I apologize to the mistress. The audacity choked me. This wasn't merely betrayal; it was a complete dismantling of our history, casting me as the villain. Something inside me snapped, not with a bang, but with a cold, quiet click. I took the most damning emails from "Sanctuary"-where he belittled me and confessed his "true love" for her-and anonymously sent them to the university, igniting a war Michael never saw coming./0/65423/coverorgin.jpg?v=8859f6bd4be1c6cd169432198a0e60fd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mr. Ceo Wants Me
MATURE CONTENT: 18+ This book contains mature content. Readers are advised to be at least 18+ as some themes may be inappropriate or triggering for certain audiences. --- After years of guarding her heart, Aria Vale agrees to a no-strings-attached arrangement with Elliot Blackthorne, the cold and ruthless CEO of Blackthorne Atelier, the world's leading luxury fashion house. But when Elliot's manipulative ex-fiancée, Selene Cross, returns to reclaim her place in his life, Aria is forced to confront her growing feelings and the man who refuses to admit his own./1/110164/coverorgin.jpg?v=5fa6f679baf874ba1baeaba664ac64e1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Dangerous Desire
Everything in Chris' world changes when he meets Kate. Chris Cena who is a young billionaire CEO controls one of the most powerful empires built by his late father. Chris lives under the shadow of his mother, Elisabeth Cena. The ruthless woman who once ruled the empire before handing it to him. Kate Milmar who is brillant, sensual and emotionally guarded moves confidently among powerful men without ever allowing herself to belong to any of them. When she publicly challenges a wealthy client, her fearless defiance immediately captures Chris's attention. Chris offers her a dangerous proposal for her to leave her world and exclusively belong to him. As their attraction grows slowly, Kate notices strange cracks in the history of the Cena Empire. Chris's father died suddenly years earlier and in the aftermath, Elisabeth took control of the company briefly before passing it to her son. What once seemed like a normal transition begins to look suspicious as Kate uncovers missing records, hidden documents and a mysterious change in the company's will. Elisabeth sees Kate as a threat to both her son and the legacy she had built and a silent war begins between the two women . Chris gets caught between his loyalty to his mother and the growing feelings he has for Kate./0/38203/coverorgin.jpg?v=78731908565f3d7d2208561b642ced70&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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His Unwanted Wife's Return With Triplets
I gave up my medical school acceptance to become a ghost bride, forced by my adoptive parents to marry a billionaire heir I had never met. But on the day he returned to the country, I was shoved into a dark airport lounge during a security lockdown and violently assaulted by a stranger. Before I could even process the trauma, my husband's lawyers called. "As per the strict fidelity clause, you will receive nothing." My adoptive family cast me out in disgust. Weeks later, I discovered I was pregnant from that terrifying night. Penniless and alone, I fled to the mountains, nearly dying in a blizzard before giving birth to triplets. Six years later, I returned to New York just to finalize the divorce so my sons could get legal identities. But my five-year-old son, furious that his brother was bullied by a socialite, retaliated by disabling a billionaire's armored car. I was dragged from my cheap motel room by bodyguards and thrown before the billionaire. "Pay the half-million in damages, or I'll ensure your son gets a juvenile record." Looking up, my breath caught. The man's strong jaw and sapphire-blue eyes were exact replicas of my sons' faces. He was the stranger from the dark lounge, and the very husband I was trying to divorce. Yet he looked at me with pure contempt, entirely unaware that the woman he was extorting was his legal wife, and the boy he threatened was his own flesh and blood. I clenched my fists, realizing I was done running./0/29599/coverorgin.jpg?v=42cc7e639421be1ae5c53a4a1d98ab95&imageMogr2/format/webp)
IMPOSSIBLE LOVE
IMPOSSIBLE LOVE Prologue: <> Tonna a very emphatic female voice. << But she is the one I love and she is the only one I want for a wife mom >> replied her interlocutor who was her son. << She does not deserve you, she is a defilement to the throne. >> Said again this voice, this woman's voice, of the queen to her son << You don't know that at all! >> Replied in his turn the son, also categorical this time. << As long as I live she will never be your wife. >> Said then the queen as a promise she made to her son. << Excuse me, but you are dreaming on your feet mom >> replied her son eagerly. << Prince!!! >> she had shouted Unfortunately he had already left the room leaving her alone. It was Prince RIFEL, the crown prince of the Kingdom "ONOULOU". It is time for him to accede to the royal throne but for that he needs a wife. His mother, Queen Melanie Rifel's wife is against body and soul the girl he loves. For her she is not the ideal wife. Between his mother's love and the love of his life, which will triumph? How far will Melanie be ready to go not to see this girl, whom she qualifies as a defilement, marry her son?/0/50718/coverorgin.jpg?v=23c183a997e9bc55df120f06d0f83c98&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Another side of her
How far is she willing to go to get her twin back in her life? London couldn't answer this question if her life depended on it. The limits to what she's willing to do for her twin doesn't exist. Pretending to be her sister for a dinner party? No big deal. That is, until she finds herself in the very complicated position of playing fiancee to a man she barely knows but is quickly falling for. She knows that when this ends, her heart is going to be left in pieces and yet, she's holding unto every second with a man that she has no right to. A man that doesn't know she exists./0/90453/coverorgin.jpg?v=da1d39b979a395ce8d02de56946911f9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fated Love, Unwritten Endings
For three years, I paid millions to have Caleb Mitchell as my boyfriend. I funded his sister's experimental cancer treatment, and in return, the brilliant, proud student played the part of my loving companion. He resented being bought, but I was foolish enough to fall in love with him. That foolishness ended two months ago, after a fall from a horse left me with a concussion. I woke up with the horrifying knowledge that my entire life was a lie—I was just the villainess in a novel, a footnote in a story about him. In this story, Caleb was the hero, destined to reunite with his true love, Frances. I was the obstacle he had to overcome. My pre-written fate was to go mad with jealousy, try to destroy them, and end up ruined and dead. I thought it was a hallucination until the plot began to unfold. The final proof was the vintage watch I spent months restoring for his birthday. A week later, he gave it to Frances, telling her it was just some old trinket he'd found. According to the script, seeing that watch on her wrist was supposed to make me fly into a hysterical rage, sealing my tragic fate. But I refuse to follow their story. If the villainess is destined for a tragic end, then this villainess will simply disappear from the book altogether. I slid a black credit card across the polished desk. "I want to be declared dead," I told the man who specialized in new beginnings. "Lost at sea. No body."/0/18492/coverorgin.jpg?v=44fce648478fe3a9159f13e9605b53ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling For You
She distances herself from men and lives with her best girlfriend. Forced by her mother, she goes on blind dates where she always throws a question “Do you want to be my fake husband?” She believes that a fake marriage can not only alleviate pressure from her mother, but also ensure no change to her carefree and single life. On such a date, she unexpectedly meets this handsome attractive man, who turns out to be her boss. To her surprise, he agrees to be her fake husband and urges her to marry him. Could he keep his words that he only treats her as wife in front of others?/0/26001/coverorgin.jpg?v=8729bc98f660dd9dbe5f68b0753365a0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Codelia
"John" Chad called puffing out a smoke from his cigarettes. "yes boss" the guy replied with his head bow, he dare not look into his eyes, except he has a death wish. "where's the girl?" he asked in his usual husky voice. "she's gone sir" the guy replied and Chad left out a wicked smile. "Get her for me, I need her right now," Chad said sounding authoritative. Meet Chad Owen. He's heartless, infact a devil incarnate, he is cold, he doesn't behave like normal human. he was feared by everyone, you dare not look into his eyes unless you have a death wish. I heard that, no one has ever seen his face before, apart from his family members. Meet Codelia George. a beautiful and intelligent lady, she has the most innocent look ever. she doesn't know who her parents are, some said she's a product of rape. she's living fine with her aunt until this sickness started. she need Alot of money for Operation. What happen when her aunt told her she doesn't have a dine for her Operation. what happen when her aunt told her to work with her, so she can get the money for her Operation. "I can't keep wasting my money on you" that's what her aunt told her, when she heard of her sickness. what happen when CODELIA, stole the cold hearted chan money? How did they even meet? Did you think her Aunt is heartless. Did you wanna know about codelia family. there's only one way to know./0/86855/coverorgin.jpg?v=8fe19c189d8a42355b3764e4ea9ef7e8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress You Threw Away
"We' re done, Ava." Ethan' s words hit me like a physical blow, shattering the future we' d planned. He stood in the penthouse doorway, a stranger, offering me a bizarre payoff: the absurdly luxurious apartment, a sports car, and ten million dollars. A "thank you for the past four years," he mumbled, avoiding my eyes, before dropping the bombshell: he was getting married, an arranged family alliance that had "nothing to do with me." Just last night, he' d whispered my name with desperate passion in my small, cheap apartment, making love to me in what I thought was a new beginning. But this morning, he was gone, replaced by a lawyer, delivering "gifts" from "Mr. Hayes." My four years of love, reduced to a transaction. He thought money could fix this, buy my silence. The irony was crushing. He called me a poor, smart girl, working my way through college on scholarships, having no clue his ten million was pocket change. He didn't know I was Ava Riley, the sole heir to Riley Tech. Why would the Ethan I knew, the man who despised the arrogance of the rich, agree to a forced marriage? Something was terribly wrong. I stared at the keys in my hand, then at my phone. The heartbroken girl was gone. "Noah," I said, my voice cold and steady. "I need you to find someone for me. Ethan Hayes. I want to know everything. Especially who he' s engaged to."/0/99370/coverorgin.jpg?v=795a7c13e6329a03ff9e8680cb7afeb5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Awake, Rise, And Counterattack After My Husband's Betrayal
Five years ago, Kyla Spencer was a top lawyer in the legal business. To save Gerald Spencer, who was then just a poor medical student in a PhD study, she risked her career and managed to clear his name from false accusations by a global medical giant. The cost was high; she offended the influential people and was secretly poisoned, losing her voice forever, making it impossible for her to stand in court again. Kyla hid her talent and quietly became Gerald's quiet girlfriend. After five years, Gerald had become a leading figure in the medical field, but his tenderness and patience now belonged to another woman. Wearing a white dress to look innocent and pure, his junior schoolmate mocked Kyla, "I heard you were a formidable lawyer back in the day. You certainly don't look like it now." Gerald, with a voice as cold as ice, defined Kyla's sacrifice as a burden. "Kyla, I need a partner who can stand by my side, not a patient I have to care for." As the love of the past turned into a piercing blade, Kyla thought she would drown in silent despair until an email from her former colleague was received. "Do you still want to know why that company was willing to spend a fortune to falsely accuse a penniless student back then?" It turned out she had lost more than her voice and love. What she had once protected with her life was a meticulously orchestrated scam from beginning to end./0/80754/coverorgin.jpg?v=06dd9d166c79279787498ed6f77259ba&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wedding Crash: Delivered From The Dead
I worked three desperate jobs for Olivia, my wife, after her family's fashion empire crumbled, drowning in millions of debt. She claimed we needed a ‘fake divorce' to protect me, a sacrifice I bravely accepted, even enrolling in a high-risk medical trial for quick cash. But one afternoon, arriving home early, I overheard her silky voice, a shocking confession to her assistant: our ‘divorce' was a charade. She planned to marry her brand director, Julian, for a ‘big splash' society wedding, then later divorce him and remarry me. My world imploded. Every ounce of my dedication, every aching muscle and every risk I took, had been a calculated lie. The divorce papers became lead in my hand, burning with the truth of her deceit. Then came the crushing news: the experimental trial had failed, leaving me with just one month to live. Adding insult to fatal injury, I received her elegant wedding invitation to Julian Thorne, set for one month from now. How could the woman I'd loved so fiercely, for whom I'd sacrificed everything, be such a cold, calculating monster? My heart shattered, but a quiet resolve hardened my spirit. I wouldn't be there to see her wedding, but my final, silent revenge would arrive precisely on time, delivered in a shocking package for Olivia Hayes, at The Grand Astoria, on her wedding day./0/85760/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c9f3d3fc8bdfc4c021383f12ceba8e3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract Wife, Real Love
The video was only fifteen seconds long: a male burlesque dancer, all glitter and bravado, tearing off his pants. My finger slipped, and the screen flashed: Video sent to Liam. Panic seized me, cold and immediate. Liam, my workaholic, rarely-home, contract husband, recipient of my perfectly-crafted façade. I fumbled for my phone, desperately typing a lie: "Oh my god, Liam, you will not believe where Ashley dragged me tonight. I am so disgusted." His reply came instantly: "Okay." Just "Okay." No questions, no suspicion. He bought it. My easy escape was secure. But then, across the pulsing, chaotic nightclub, I saw him. Liam. He lifted his glass, his eyes dark and unwavering, a silent warning cutting through the noise. My perfect, distant husband, who was supposed to be a continent away, was here, watching me. He knew. The easy dance I had perfected–the detached, separate lives–was crumbling. The comfortable silence of our contract was shattered. "Having fun?" he drawled, a glint in his eyes I' d never seen before, cutting through my desperate lie. "I see your friend finally convinced you to enjoy the \'decadent\' lifestyle." He knew. He had known all along, and for some reason, he had played along. Why? I watched him approach, towering over everyone, and for the first time, I felt a knot of fear and something else entirely-a thrill-because this wasn't part of the contract. This was real. As I clung to his arm, playing the doting wife for his colleagues, every interaction felt charged with a new, unsettling current. This wasn't the escape I' d planned; it was something far more complicated. The man I married for freedom was suddenly making me feel trapped, yet strangely, incredibly seen. Who was Liam Patterson, really? And why did his silent scrutiny feel more intimate than any embrace?/0/18805/coverorgin.jpg?v=d140b8f6913ad7a75480afbe16078200&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love And Intrigues: Crave Your Touch
Ethan, the heir of the Firman Family, was forced to marry Sophia, no matter how rich and powerful he was. What made things worse was that his newly-married wife was no other than the one his sworn enemy loved. Their affection was as transient as a flash of an eye. His gentleness was replaced by cruelty, which pushed her down into the abyss of despair. It was hard to tell right from wrong in the battle of love. However, winner takes all. Being involved in this competition, she had no idea whether she was the one they truly loved or just a pawn that they used to restrict each other./0/39924/coverorgin.jpg?v=fc2bcd236e853b20d0a11bff956e91f7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
