Romance Books for Women
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Yesterday's Loved
"I can't stay still, walking back and forth. If only someone was with me now, I know their eyes would hurt watching me. I've been waiting for him since earlier, but he took so long to come. Feeling tired, I sat on the couch, but I stood up immediately as the front door opened, and he walked in. He's finally home. "Where have you been?" I asked my husband as he arrived late. Yes, I've been waiting for him. It's already 2:03 in the morning, and he just decided to come home now. Nothing new in his actions. I even get home earlier than him – from work, while he comes from his school. No emotion showed on his face, and he just continued walking without responding to me. "Lazel Hyrroz," I sternly uttered his name. I followed him into his room. He unbuttoned his uniform after casually dropping his backpack on the bed. "I'm tired. Don't bother me now," he said coldly, avoiding eye contact. "That's why I'm asking why you're only coming home now and where you've been at this hour," I questioned him firmly. He took off his white polo, leaving only his undershirt. "You know? You have a lot of roles in my life," he sarcastically remarked, facing me. His face remained emotionless, and the way he looked at me seemed indifferent. "You're not just a mother, sister, or brother. Now, your role is a strict father who waited for his son who didn't come home last night but decided to show up now," he added, grinning. "You've grown up, Lazel Hyrroz. Even if you're no longer under your parents' care, remember that there's still someone who cares about you," I stated. "You? Do you care about me? I'm just your husband on paper, and I never asked you to worry about me. I told you from the beginning not to interfere, and I'll do the same to you," he said sternly. That's just how he is – hard-hearted and indifferent to me or my feelings. "Lazel Hyrroz..." "If you have nothing else to say, leave, Lola," he insultingly called me Lola this time. I sighed, acknowledging his disrespectful behavior. I turned away as he removed his white undershirt. "You've seen my body. So, why are you still avoiding me? I know you liked what we did last night, didn't you? You took advantage of me while I was drunk," he insinuated, and those words felt like a slap. My chest tightened violently. "Before you sleep, take a bath or wash your body. If you haven't eaten, just heat the food that I cooked earlier," I said, hearing his mocking laugh and the creaking of the bed as a sign that he sat down. "Yes, Manang," he said mockingly, using another insult this time. I closed his room door gently, pausing for a moment before leaning against it. Tears threatened to spill, weighing heavily on my chest. Is this the reason he came home so late? Because in over a year, something happened between us only once? We were both drunk, and I can't remember anything about that night. I questioned myself. How long will we be like this, Lazel Hyrroz? *** When I wake up every morning, my uniform is neatly prepared on the sofa bed, and my black shoes are polished. In the kitchen, there's food ready, with a sticky note on the fridge. I took it and read the neat handwriting. Despite that, I still dislike it. "Don't forget to eat your breakfast before you go to school, Lazel Hyrroz." -Calysta After reading it, I crumpled the paper and threw it in the trash bin. I opened the fridge, grabbed a cold water bottle, and finished its contents. I glanced at the prepared breakfast on the table, but as usual, I left it untouched. I entered the university with an empty stomach, but it's okay; Hanemira usually shares her food with me. That's where I usually have my breakfast. "You didn't have breakfast again, huh?" I just smiled at her question and slowly smiled. Simultaneously, she held my hand, handing me a spoon. She also had my lunch box. "I still cooked it." Her cooking wasn't the best, but I appreciated it because she's the girl I like. *** When I got home, I expected to find her in the living room, busy with her laptop, drinking coffee. "You didn't eat your breakfast again. You didn't even touch them," she greeted me. I raised the corner of my lips. I've memorized those words since she always says them to me. "Who told you to cook my breakfast?" I asked, hearing her sigh again. Honestly, I don't feel anything for her. I don't like her, and I will never love a woman ten years older than me. We only got married because she's wealthier than my family, and our company needed her. That's the only reason I endure living in this cramped house. That's what I feel. I ignored her and went upstairs, but before that, I stopped to ask her about this. "For you, what is love?" She furrowed her brows, confused by my question. "Why are you asking me that?" she asked back. "I just want to know your opinion. What does love mean to you?" I asked, genuinely interested in her perspective on love. "Love ruins a person's life." I raised an eyebrow at her statement. How does it r/0/80528/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106193724&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's True Colors
For five years, Emily Carter lived as Mrs. Alexander Sterling, a silent accessory in his Manhattan penthouse, with her dreams of screenwriting suppressed. Her contractual marriage was finally set to end, promising her long-awaited freedom. However, on the very last day, Alexander delivered a shocking demand: he expected her to stay on as a "life consultant," training his new fiancée, Sophia, to be his perfect wife. This profound humiliation was amplified as he tore up their signed marriage termination agreement, arrogantly declaring he decided when their arrangement was truly over. Emily fled that night, but Alexander unleashed private investigators to find her, while Sophia launched a vicious public smear campaign, labeling her a vindictive ex. This orchestrated narrative threatened to derail Emily's burgeoning screenwriting career, as studios began to reconsider her project due to the mounting negative publicity. The searing injustice of being demonized and silenced, despite seeking only freedom, ignited a furious resolve within her. Realizing the only path forward was to fight back, Emily decided to expose Alexander and Sophia's duplicity by revealing their own private words and true intentions to the world./0/58790/coverorgin.jpg?v=a379b9c0f49b681ec951c8fa4e313491&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Heart's Tie
Lisa was a hardworking and honest girl working as a waitress in a famous restaurant. She met a customer who couldn't pay for his bills. Feeling sorry for him, she paid his bills, little did she know he was a billionaire. Williams was moved when Lisa covered her bills for her. He couldn't believe that such a good-natured girl still existed; this piqued his interest, making him want to know her more./0/87666/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106213228&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Twin, His Obsession
The air in Demian Oliver' s apartment was thick and hot, our bodies slick with sweat. This was it, the secret celebration of our graduation, the moment I had waited for. Then, in the peak of his passion, he whispered a name: "Finley." Not my name. My name is Finley Brooks. Finley is my younger twin sister. My whole body went cold. I found his phone, and a group chat called "The Conquest" revealed a picture of me sleeping in his bed, my back exposed. Messages confirmed my worst fears: "Consider this a warm-up. Gotta get familiar with the family before I go for the main prize." Two years of secret dates, stolen kisses, and whispered promises were all a lie. I was just a conquest, an appetizer for my own sister. The humiliation continued at the graduation party. My sister, Finley, publicly exposed the hickeys Demian had left on my neck, mocking me. Demian, the man I thought loved me, stood by and watched, his expression unreadable. Later, during a game of Truth or Dare, he publicly disowned me, forcing me to drink an entire bottle of vodka. I didn't understand. Why was I always the target? Why did my own family, and the man I loved, choose to humiliate me so cruelly? That night, I received an email: early admission to Crestwood Institute for Advanced Research, a secluded university thousands of miles away. It was my chance to escape, to become a ghost./0/94155/coverorgin.jpg?v=28a1488334e558e92aa8ea31d788cc19&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I kept his secret behind bars;He left me behind
Sophia Kingston went to prison for a crime she didn't commit, protecting the boy she loved. She thought her wealthy father would save her. Instead she lost her freedom, her child and her future. Years later Lucas Monroe had everything - a law degree, a beautiful wife, a child. His wife Isabelle seemed perfect, but she didn't know Sophia was her lost twin. As Sophia clawed her way out of prison and asylum, she planned revenge. She didn't know she was hunting her own sister. When all three meet again, love, betrayal and blood ties will collide in a truth that shatters every promise./0/56519/coverorgin.jpg?v=573b9bf77072170bc83dd9e7c0faf8db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The servant savior of the Cursed Alpha King's
"Fate is like a river that twists and turns, plunging the top to the bottom, and the bottom to the top.Trend carefully in your past for in the future you might meet your past. And it swallows you alive." Five years ago, a terrible curse was laid upon the triplet alpha kings of Goldcrest after they raided and slaughtered innocent members of a rouge village in pursuit of the lost crown of king of alpha kings. The curse condemned them to never see the light of day again, until the crown of king of alpha kings finds it's true heir. Five years later, their foretold savior, Ella, is a human servant who has lived her whole life unaware that she is the true heir to the crown of king of alpha kings. She alone possesses the power to break the terrible curse laid upon the triplet alpha kings of Goldcrest. Her mistress, Princess Hellen, is a wicked daughter of a renowned sorceress who believes that she can lift the curse of the mighty triplet kings with the powers of her magic. So what happens when she learns that her own lowly servant is the sole heir of the crown of King Of Alpha Kings and the curse of the kings can only be lifted through her? The mystery of Ella's life is about to get even more complex as all the three kings, the very people that caused the death of her father, turn out to be her fated mates.They are however unaware of her ability to lift their curse and cannot accept a wretched servant as their mate./0/21803/coverorgin.jpg?v=8cc4bd2da32f9f3bea9d13bff48cef9f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Self-Love
Joanna Gore Alex is a teenager who was sent to a boarding school away from home which unknown to her was as per a doctor's instruction to prevent another memory loss as it did due to an accident that occurred in her early years. What would happen now when she is back in her hometown and enrolled at the local high school? Live Joanna's life for a bit and experience mystery, friendship, high school drama, a mystery guy, and most of all love/0/22452/coverorgin.jpg?v=3d3beb0b38de699a29ae805abc100d7e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
False Bestfriends
They are BESTFRIENDS. Not childhood best friends. They met when she was 12 and he, 13 and they had stuck close to each other since then. Joan, that was her name and her best friend, King. Now she was 17, he, 18 and it seemed like everything stood against their five year friendship; Joan's mother's dislike for King, the long distance from King's home to Joan's, their separate schooling and the fact that King was basically non-existent. And then even more bigger obstructions come into play. Koty, the handsome football jock that is u relentless in his effort to make Joan his; Joan's unknown father and King, the new feelings he had started developing for his best friend. They have to struggle to keep their best friendship blooming despite all their problems but the tempests are too strong; the storm, too overwhelming and then the final test... Who will betray who?.../0/44839/coverorgin.jpg?v=4d46ca5cc81ded20abcf437283c9fb2f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forced to Marry the Mafia Don
Amelie Pearce, born into one of the prominent crime families in Chicago, is a princess of the mafia renowned for her physical attractiveness. However, what many perceive as a blessing becomes her downfall when she is compelled to marry Gio Merante, in order to establish peace between two mafia dynasties. Gio is the prospective head of the Merante Cartel within the New York Famiglia, a man infamous for his brutal nature and for strangling his cousin with his bare hands. Millie is filled with terror at the prospect of marrying such a monster. Despite being one of the most desirable bachelors in New York due to his good looks, wealth, and charismatic but predatory demeanor, Millie understands that Gio's bad boy persona is more than just an act. Behind Gio's captivating gray eyes and arrogant smile lie bloodshed and death. In her world, an attractive exterior often conceals a hidden monster—one capable of both killing and kissing with equal ease. However, escaping from the arranged union, let alone a man like Gio, is impossible. He would pursue her to the ends of the earth. Millie's only hope of survival in a marriage with Gio is to win his affection and gradually find her way into his heart—despite rumors that suggest Gio possesses no heart at all. A beautiful mafia princess given to a monstrous man. Even monsters harbor a heart. She fully intends to find her place within it./0/19532/coverorgin.jpg?v=20210201021449&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Instant Family
Liam Grant the owner of Grant's Corporation recognized Mariah Hunter in the elevator in his business. A one nightstand that he had almost four years prior. There was something that was new about her that he quickly realized. She had a child with her. He found out that the son was hers and she worked in the building that he owned and run his headquarters. He decided to go down to the building's child care center that he placed for the employees that worked within the building. Ethan Hunter looked like Liam and was the age that would match to the time that Mariah and Liam had their one night stand on. A fire breaks out that made him to confront Mariah. He realized that he had an Instant Family and wanted to be in Ethan's life and try to see where Liam and Mariah's connection can go. Liam will go through many challenges as he steps into his father role as for Ethan has autism and is has a high IQ for a three year old./0/32510/coverorgin.jpg?v=92be03280097f89d9cde836db3599e14&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Dominant Billionaire's Woman
Four years ago, Annabelle got framed by her cruel stepmother and sisters. As a result of that, her father sent her out of the house. She flew out of City L after working as a waitress for some months. Life took a toll on her, but she survive with hardwork, and determination. Years later, she returned to City L, and started a furniture company with her identity hidden. Six months into the business, she reveal herself as the CEO of the furniture company. A week after she was interviewed by the paparazzi, she encountered a crisis. The worst of all came when she agreed to be business partner with the renowned and cold-hearted son of Salvador (Christian Salvador) Will she be able to fight what's yet to come? What if Annabelle agree to be his business partner, and he wants more, will the devil allow him have her? Let's find out Picture/ book cover not mine, credit to the rightful owner./0/80853/coverorgin.jpg?v=5a42058535eeba68d264b95573c139c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife Who Buried Me Alive
My life with Chloe, my college sweetheart and co-founder of our booming tech startup, was everything I’d ever wanted, especially since we were trying for a baby. Then, my urologist delivered a devastating blow: "Ethan, your sperm count is extremely low," only for Chloe to confess hours later, "I'm pregnant," and then, quietly, "It was Liam." I swallowed the betrayal, vowing to fix our broken marriage, but six months later, at the fertility clinic, I found her glowing and very pregnant, openly embracing Liam, claiming "responsibility" to him and the baby as I stood there numb. I tried to divorce her, sparking a public shaming where she declared me "broken," an anniversary dinner where her new lover faked injury, and then a violent attack where she kicked me, causing internal bleeding, before locking me in a dark, claustrophobic basement to die. Lying on the verge of death, bleeding out in the pitch black, I couldn't comprehend how the woman I loved could unleash such calculated cruelty, turning me from a loving husband into a discarded, dying inconvenience, just as the ultimate irony, my "infertility" diagnosis, seemed to seal my fate. But just as consciousness faded, a powerful childhood friend swooped in and saved me, and a miraculous truth emerged: my sperm count was, in fact, perfectly normal. Reborn from literal ashes, armed with this crushing revelation and a fierce new determination, I knew that when Chloe inevitably tried to sabotage my fresh start, she'd finally face the consequences for everything she'd taken from me, and what she'd truly lost./0/17910/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c4dfa391fae730ca29c84009a5c677f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Lies
Marco Garcia, strived hard to be a CEO of a Million dollar Construction Company. His roots were hidden from him by his parents. He never expected to inherit anything in his life especially from his family. His life was perfect until that fateful day when everything he knew turned out to be a lie./0/53275/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240314113833&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I LOVE YOU LIN
A few weeks later the wedding started, Lina was very happy because it was Lina's first love. Then after that the event was over because it didn't take too long with simple customs to be happy. And a few months later lina Hoping to get pregnant at this time. Lina as a check uses the tespack but it turns out it's not line two, just line one. Disappointment continues to appear. I did menstruate continuously but after being late for a few days I immediately took another test but in reality I didn't get a second line. That's how I always live it. Neighbors' talk that kept coming up because I didn't have a child yet made my heart ache. After a long time my husband also wanted children. How could I not also really want it but haven't been given it until I finally decided to adopt a child. The age of marriage is ten years but they have not given birth to children. Adopting a child is the solution so you don't feel lonely at home. At that time, he adopted a five-year-old child until he turned sixteen with him. I love taking care of him because I want kids and I love kids. Why is it that I can't have children? I don't know it's only God's power. After that my husband also agreed to adopt a child. And we are busy with each other. I am busy teaching children at kindergarten and my husband is also busy teaching high school. Then every night we have discussions telling stories about whatever is his daily life. It's more crowded if there are children, even if they are adopted children. Several years later, Mas Syam also had a heart disease which he had suffered for a long time. But now there are more because it is possible to be tired with daily activities. Then at that time Mas Syam died and a few years later Mamah remarried a widower of his own choice. And his adopted son kept calling his father because he missed him and kept calling him until finally he came to pick up his father who died too because he missed him so much that he daydreamed. And finally his mother's heart was getting sliced because everyone died./0/91560/coverorgin.jpg?v=ab4d7c085fdbb4fd23834ac709fcc418&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The 100-Point Divorce Plan
For three years, I documented the slow death of my marriage in a black journal. It was my 100-point divorce plan: for every time my husband, Blake, chose his first love, Ariana, over me, I deducted points. When the score hit zero, I would leave. The final points vanished the night he left me bleeding out from a car crash. I was eight weeks pregnant with the child we had prayed for. In the ER, the nurses frantically called him-the star surgeon of the very hospital I was dying in. "Dr. Santos, we have a Jane Doe, O-negative, bleeding out. She's pregnant, and we're about to lose them both. We need you to authorize an emergency blood transfer." His voice came over the speaker, cold and impatient. "I can't. My priority is Miss Whitfield. Do what you can for the patient, but I can't divert anything right now." He hung up. He condemned his own child to death to ensure his ex-girlfriend had resources on standby after a minor procedure./1/117516/coverorgin.jpg?v=da55d4f74727c4480ff251b7194d5e61&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Ruin: The Betrayed Heiress's Comeback
At my grand engagement party, my mother handed me a glass of champagne with a perfect smile. After drinking it, my vision blurred, and I woke up the next morning in a ruined dress next to a stranger's shirt. When I stumbled back into the ballroom, my future mother-in-law publicly announced my infidelity, and my fiancé Preston looked at me like I was garbage. It was a flawless setup orchestrated by my own family. But the nightmare had just begun. When my stepsister Annelise was suddenly kidnapped by the city's most feared underworld boss, Preston didn't hesitate to make a trade. "Give him Chloe. Get Annelise back." My parents watched coldly as I was dragged away into a black SUV, sacrificed to a ruthless kingpin to save the sister who had just stolen my life. I later learned they even planned to marry me off to a paralyzed, dying man just to unlock a family trust fund. I was suffocating in despair and disbelief. The people who were supposed to protect me had drugged me, destroyed my reputation, and fed me to the wolves without a second thought. To them, I was just a commodity to be sold. But they severely underestimated the monster they threw me to. Standing in the dimly lit study of the masked mob boss, I didn't beg for my life. Instead, I signed a contract to become his exclusive property, asking for only one thing in return: absolute, total revenge./0/85720/coverorgin.jpg?v=99013b49647f6a687e890c3b0a6b2a21&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Eight Years of Gilded Cage
It was our eighth wedding anniversary, and my husband, Mark Johnson, wasn't home. He was celebrating another woman's birthday, as usual. I sat in the silence of our gilded cage, the emotional wounds from years of neglect and indifference finally festering. He never hit me, not until tonight, but Chloe's Instagram post-Mark, her, a cake-ignited a rage I couldn't contain. When he finally stumbled in, past midnight, reeking of her perfume, I confronted him. "It's our anniversary, Mark." He sneered, "At least she's fun to be around. She doesn't just sit in the dark waiting to ambush me." The words tasted like poison. "I want a divorce, Mark." His face went white. "And," I added, "I'm pregnant. And the baby isn't yours." His shock turned to pure fury. "You lying, cheating bitch." He lunged, shoved me hard, and I fell backward, hitting the coffee table. A searing pain ripped through me. I looked down to see blood spreading on my dress. "Mark," I gasped, "The hospital... please..." He just scoffed, "You think a baby that isn't mine is your ticket out? You're pathetic, Ava." He pocketed the watch I'd bought him for our anniversary and walked out, leaving me bleeding on the floor. Eight years. He left me to die. Lying there, clutching my bleeding stomach, I knew I had to do something. For my baby. My fingers, slick with blood, fumbled for my phone, calling the one person who had ever shown me true kindness. Someone I' d promised I' d never call. That night, Liam Thorne answered./0/19208/coverorgin.jpg?v=9a047c79679cbb6725a863b9739eade8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Devil's trapped Angel
***Poster image is not mine...its credit goes to the owner*** He was king of the underworld; no one dares to go against him; he was relentless, cruel, and ruthless. He was the most handsome man on the earth, all the women who see him wanted to sleep with him for once, but he never had any woman beside him. No beauty in the world can melt his stone heart. To make his black money white, he owned a chain college, all over the world. When his eyes fell on her, she was trapped by him. “What are you doing, Mr. Knight. I am a married woman,” she shouted angrily with teary eyes. He held her chin tightly, pinned her to the wall, and said, grinding his teeth, “Oh! My little bird got a tongue, sweetheart you just remember one thing that you can only be my woman” saying this he kissed her fiercely./1/127574/coverorgin.jpg?v=1b757640ca1d7c6d5c4c2d94db45d982&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Ex: The Pregnant Baker's Comeback
For two years, I was the invisible woman behind Hale Jones, the star captain of the New York Rangers. I baked for him, warmed his bed, and thought we were building a life together. But one morning, he coldly handed me a six-figure check and told me to pack my things. "I need a relationship that benefits my public image. Someone who fits the role." He was getting engaged to a wealthy socialite, and I was just a liability he needed to pay off. I tore up his hush money and walked away, only to discover I was six weeks pregnant with his child. When I dragged my suitcases back to my parents' house, I wasn't welcomed with open arms. My father angrily blamed me for neglecting our family bakery for a man who just played me. To make matters worse, a ruthless corporate giant, the Mason Group, had just bought our building and was forcing our thirty-year-old family business onto the streets. I watched Hale and his new fiancée smiling on the news, hailed as the perfect power couple. Meanwhile, I was left with a broken heart, an unborn child, and a family on the brink of ruin. I had given up my entire life for a man who treated me like disposable garbage. Wiping away my tears, I blocked Hale's number completely. I swore I would raise this baby alone and fight the Mason Group to the bitter end./0/63982/coverorgin.jpg?v=07f8b61a865467fedc927433a8091be5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
