Billionaires Books for Women
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Just A Plus-Size Ugly Woman Nah She's His Unreachable Queen
Olivia had lived in pain for most of her life. Because of her unusually large body, people spat at her wherever she went, tripped her in front of hallway lockers, humiliated her openly. The only light in her life was the man she had secretly loved. He was the golden boy of campus, never short of girls to dance with. They had a one-night stand-but later, at a fraternity gathering, he mocked her, laughing about how she smelled disgusting. The past has a way of resurfacing when you least expect it. Olivia Evans thought she had left her painful past behind. Once known as Emma Cooper, the fat girl constantly humiliated by her classmates, she buried those memories along with her old identity. Changing her name and transforming her life, Olivia became someone far from the girl who once carried qthe weight of ridicule. But when she walks into a clinic with her daughter and comes face-to-face with Noah Ezekiel Morgan, the man who once shattered her heart, everything she tried to forget comes rushing back. Now, with her daughter's life hanging in the balance and a high school reunion she never planned to attend, Olivia is forced to confront the man who hurt her deeply. Will she keep her true identity a secret, or will the emotions she's kept buried for so long rise to the surface? The weight of the past may be harder to carry than she ever imagined./0/39469/coverorgin.jpg?v=3d5973907dbbf040c4d5a226133099e2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Arranged Marriage to the Playboy Heir
Two people with different agendas are forced into an arranged marriage. For Veronica Nicholas, it is to save her family's business that has been saddled with debt and on the verge of slipping into bankruptcy and for Lawrence Williams, it is to hold onto his inheritance as the only son and heir of a conglomerate family. Veronica could never leave her darling boyfriend for the infamous national playboy nor does Lawrence wish to leave her long time crush who finally accepted his feelings after many months of rejection for a stranger he barely knows. Together the two must sign a secret contract that lets them live their desired lives while being in their arranged marriage. But how long does the life they thought was best for them last? Stuck together, Veronica and Lawrence must find a way to work together to get past the struggles of their everyday lives from their never ending enemies. Hatred at first but being in the same place where they see all the good and bad sides of each other, how long would they go on before the wave of love hit them? Or would they find a reason to go their separate ways once their different agendas have been fulfilled?/0/91719/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7760b193126c15b01909383c73fff86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married to my ex husband's boss
"No one hurts you and goes scot free. Richard, your ex husband, is going to pay dearly for what he put you through, his only saving grace is that his actions brought you to me. From now on, you are going to be with me and in case you haven't noticed, I am madly in love with you, Elle. Richard is your past now and I am your future. So what do you say, will you give me a chance to be your husband?" Was I crazy to accept his proposal when I just signed divorce papers yesterday? Maybe I was or maybe his eyes were just too intoxicating to say no to. * Elle Decker was a dedicated wife who would do anything for her husband, Richard, even if it meant sleeping with his manager to get his signature on her husband's promotion document. Her sacrifice was unfortunately unappreciated as she caught Richard in bed with another woman. He chose power over her and handed her divorce papers as if their seven years of marriage meant nothing. But in her heartbreak, Mr. Raymond stepped in with a revelation that he wasn't just Richard's manager, he was actually the CEO. And as the CEO, he wanted to spend the rest of his life with no one but her. Elle's life literally turned perfect overnight, Raymond showered her with so much love and life was good. Not until the revelation that Raymond knew her long before this. Shocking secrets of the past began to unwrap itself with the ability to destroy anything in its path. What became of Elle and Raymond, can their love power through?/0/84836/coverorgin.jpg?v=3f5d6102d3d27842c8231b2615081e29&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stolen Genius, Twisted Love
Three years ago, I was Ava, an AI research star on the cusp of changing the world, deeply in love with my fiancé, Mark, my partner in every sense. Then, a rival company framed me for corporate espionage, and the man I loved, my legal advisor, stood in court and testified against me, his calm words sealing my fate. Released from prison, I found Mark a Silicon Valley titan, his empire built on my stolen research, the very work he now claimed as his own, his sister Clara whispering venom to ensure my continued subservience. He declared he' d take care of me, only to trap me in a luxurious apartment, subtly sabotaging every attempt I made at independence, crushing my professional and personal life. Why would the man who loved me do this? Why would he actively destroy me, then pretend to be my savior? His actions were a twisted perversion of love, a calculated move to break my spirit and control my ambition, reducing me to a shell of who I once was. Just as despair threatened to consume me, a surprising offer from Liam, Mark's fiercest rival, ignited a flicker of hope, forcing me to decide: crumble under Mark's crushing control, or rise from the ashes to fight for my stolen identity and reclaim my future./0/86244/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c893f8854429e541c48997059eb951b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Pity For A Mother's Tears
The old engine purred under Alex Stone' s skilled hands, a familiar comfort in the dusty garage that was his sanctuary. Suddenly, a sleek Bentley pulled up, an unwelcome intrusion, and two impeccably dressed strangers, his biological parents Richard and Catherine Davies, stepped out. They claimed to have finally 'found' him, expressing a theatrical agony over his humble life, then promptly exiled him to the servants' quarters of their opulent mansion. He watched them defend their adopted son Mark, a charming fraud, over their own flesh and blood, showering Mark with affection while treating Alex with open disdain and snobbery. Why had they waited decades to seek him out, only to treat him with such calculated contempt? Driven by a cold curiosity and a need for answers, Alex walked away from their pretense, but not before issuing a cryptic warning that would shatter their carefully constructed world./0/37905/coverorgin.jpg?v=c119bbc522d74eadfb1069b8aff139e4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I'M YOURS TOO
The love story of Kim and Miran continues... Returning to California, Kim tries to forget Miran but it isn't easy as she thought and her desire for him grows, how long will she be able to avoid him? I'M YOURS TOO, is the continuation of PARTLY, which is book one, please read for better understanding. Don't forget to add to your library, Thanks for reading ❤️/0/19289/coverorgin.jpg?v=390e488769579d408ada69732b44b2a1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Granting One Last Wish
Abby King is living a simple life for three years after the horrific incident. When her mother passed away, Abby is left no choice but to agree to the terms is the will. And one thing she’s not prepared for is to marry the extremely handsome Hughes Industries CEO Seb Hughes, but he has a reputation over women. Seb Hughes is a rich, handsome, and has everything in a snap of his fingers. A relationship is the last thing he wants, but just one look on a mysterious Abby, his cold heart flutters, and he starts fantasizing her even if he knows it’s not right. There’s something about Seb Hughes that Abby can’t shake it away—he’s not just a playboy that she should stay away from, he also has a huge heart and with an overprotective tendency. After what she’d been through, maybe Seb is the right person for her—who can protect, accept, and maybe love her despite her dark past./0/67941/coverorgin.jpg?v=15296d807db1dd19f3bb5629c1af695d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Daemon Racchio's Mansion Of Pleasure
Teresa is a journalist who becomes involved in an unsolved crime and only she can unmask the culprit of her sister's death. Failing to find justice, she infiltrates herself into the place where Marie was last seen. That mansion is not just any place. The lair of Daemon, Collin and Eduard, the three most dangerous gangsters in the country, it is not a safe place for a girl who has not even had her first time. With nothing to lose, Teresa infiltrates, posing as one of Daemon's submissives. As the hours pass in there, she regrets her decision. Daemon immediately notices that she is still a virgin and will make her suffer for it./0/48543/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c6cce0a4d5fa507f5afb86ac677cf67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revengeful Billionaire's Wife
Raymond Blackwood, the CEO of Blackwood PLC, had harbored a deep affection for Brunette Brenton ever since their chance encounter during a childhood hike in the Northern region. However, life led him to the demanding role of CEO, and he could no longer make those journeys north. Fate, however, took an unexpected turn when he stumbled upon Brunette, now grown, at an auction. Sold out by her own uncle, Mr. Smith Brenton, Raymond wasted no time in acquiring her, rekindling a love that had never truly faded. This unexpected reunion would set the stage for a remarkable journey of rediscovery and rekindled love. After all the deceits and lies,Betrayal and hatred,she seek revenge against those who had made her suffer in her life and revenge against Samantha and Michelle. So she must make use of the Cold CEO,Raymond Blackwood to achieve her aim Watch out how she went about this What would the CEO do when he finds out about her taste of Revenge What would happen within the line/0/54957/coverorgin.jpg?v=0b8664d9ed9e843f22ad4b6f8e3f5c55&imageMogr2/format/webp)
HATE TO LOVE:Forced marriage to the billionaire's son
Emily is a young woman of 26,a public figure,her good and luxurious life changed when her family almost went bankrupt and she has to save her family by marrying Leonardo the second and illegitimate son of the Roberto family,a wicked freak, whom no one has seen is face,some people assume that he is a monster, Emily tried to run away but Leonardo kidnapped and forcefully got married to her,Emily does not love Leo,neither does Leo,so this novel is a hate to Love novel,let's find out and ride on the love story of Leo and Emily, find out in this billionaire forced marriage./0/86401/coverorgin.jpg?v=a51a646282e1e89e63d5ead90f8a01bc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife He Cast Out
The freezing rain lashed at my face as David locked me out for the third time this week. My voice trembled as I begged, "David, please. It' s cold. Let me in." His only answer was the TV volume growing louder, a clear sign he didn' t care. Just five years ago, I was Sarah Miller, Wall Street' s "Golden Eyes," a financial genius with a fortress of wealth. Then David Smith arrived, charming and protective, convincing me to trade my career for a quiet life, a family, pouring all my assets into his hands. I even underwent a "special procedure" he insisted on-a bone marrow transfer that left me with a permanent chill and weakness, supposedly to protect his health and our prosperity. A year later, his college sweetheart, Olivia White, walked back into his life. Tonight, as I shivered on the porch, our 8-year-old son, Ethan, opened the door, his face a cold copy of his father' s. "Dad said you need to think about what you did wrong," Ethan announced, flatly. "Olivia is here. She' s way nicer than you." David and Olivia appeared, his arm around her, a smug look on his face. "Still out here, Sarah?" he sneered. "Maybe the cold will knock some sense into you. You' ve become useless. All you do is spend my money." "Your money?" I whispered, the words catching in my throat. "David, it was my money. My life' s work." Olivia laughed a sharp, unpleasant sound. "Oh, Sarah. That was a long time ago. You' re just a housewife now. David is the one making the real moves." He pulled her closer. "I' ve been investing our money into Olivia' s tech startup. It' s the future. It' s for Ethan' s education." The blatant lie stole my breath. I had seen the financials; her startup was a fraudulent mess. He was stealing from me to fund his affair. "You' re lying," I said, finding my voice. "That company is worthless. You' re throwing our money away on her." His face hardened. "Don' t you dare question my judgment. You gave up that life, remember?" Even Ethan parroted, "Yeah, Mom! Dad' s smart. Olivia is smart. You just cook and clean." Their words, twisting my son' s voice, finally broke me. I looked at David' s face and saw no love, just a manipulator who saw me as a bank account. My sacrifice wasn' t love; it was a successful transaction. The cold rain no longer bothered me. A clarifying rage settled deep within. The naive woman on the doorstep was gone, mourned by no one but herself. I stopped pleading. I stopped shivering. My eyes, clear and steady for the first time in years, saw him for what he was: a self-serving thief. Without a word, I turned and walked away, leaving him shouting, "Sarah! Where are you going? Get back here!" I didn' t look back. He thought I was a washed-up housewife, but he had forgotten about the Golden Eyes. They built their empire with my money. I was going to take it all back. And then, I was going to burn their world to the ground./1/113152/coverorgin.jpg?v=e2e946cd3146c007e109d20d721fa9df&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Captive: A Heart Broken
I arrived at the mansion with nothing but the clothes on my back, expecting to work off my debt, but I quickly realized I was just inventory. The air in the hallway was kept at a freezing temperature, a deliberate choice to preserve the art and remind girls like me that we were nothing more than furniture. Inside the room, the sounds of a Hollywood starlet and a powerful man echoed through the walls, followed by the sight of discarded silk and cold, hard cash scattered across the marble floor. When I accidentally stood in the way, I was tripped, mocked as trash, and left to bleed on the cold floor while the security guards watched with dead eyes. Even when I begged for my passport, Chadwich Carey didn't see a human being; he saw a stain on his pristine, expensive reality that needed to be erased. He crushed my fingers in the door, dragged me into the dark, and eventually used me to satisfy a drug-fueled hunger that no one else could touch, only to discard me back into the rain like garbage. I sat in the freezing Bronx alley, shivering in his oversized shirt, realizing that he never intended to give me my freedom. He thought he had broken me, that I was just another nameless girl to be silenced, but he was wrong. I am not a box to be packed away or a hand to be severed. He taught me that in this world, money and violence are the only languages that matter. I will learn them both, and when I return, I won't be begging for my passport; I’ll be taking everything he owns./0/84055/coverorgin.jpg?v=8e5b5d3c314623d61dfecf412c03a9fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Masterpiece of Revenge
The smell of freshly painted cherry-red and victory filled my garage. My venture capital firm might build empires, but this 1969 Mustang Mach 1 was my anniversary gift to myself-a reminder of where I came from. For my wife, Nicole, I' d acquired a fortune-costing, reclusive artist' s painting, a bridge between our worlds. But as I reached for my phone, a notification flashed: Instagram. Ryan Chavez, Nicole' s latest art foundation project, a kid with "mediocre talent." The air froze in my lungs. There, in his studio, hung my painting, framed by his smug pose and a caption thanking Nicole for the "life-changing gift." I called her. Her voice, smooth as silk, turned dismissive. "It' s just a painting. He needed the encouragement. It' s for the good of the foundation." She hung up, leaving me standing there, the symbol of us casually given away. Loyalty, respect-the foundations of my life-shattered. She said it was "just a painting." Fine. Then her favorite sculpture, my first anniversary gift to her, was "just a sculpture" too, as I donated it to a rival museum. Her rage was immediate, venomous. But what truly sealed it was seeing her with Ryan on her arm at the gala, publicly declaring I didn't matter. This wasn't just about a painting or a sculpture. This was war. She had underestimated me. I knew her secrets, her family's weaknesses. And I was about to use every single one of them./0/95475/coverorgin.jpg?v=a376fea15ce268d09ac1cd099cb12449&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Stand-In's Sweetest Revenge
My half-a-million-dollar-a-year job as a live-in personal trainer for billionaire Connor Smith was demanding, but simple. I managed his health, he paid me handsomely. That all went up in flames the moment his ex-girlfriend, Bella, walked back into his life. She took one look at me and decided I was her "stand-in"-a cheap imitation he'd hired to fill the void she left. Her mission became to destroy me. She framed me for theft, tried to humiliate me in front of his friends, and staged a bloody scene, screaming that I had stabbed her. Connor, the man I was paid to keep healthy, was too weak to stop her, offering me more money to just "be discreet." Bella's delusions escalated until she was lying in a hospital bed, demanding one of my kidneys as compensation for her fake injury. I was a professional with a degree from Cornell, not a villain in her twisted romance novel. My career, my reputation-everything was on the line. I quit. But when she followed me to social media, posting lies to ruin my name forever, I knew I was done being quiet. She thought she was the main character, but she forgot one thing: I had the receipts./0/80770/coverorgin.jpg?v=5c6a4129546a5bf6954627614ea0c29d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Billion-Dollar Lie
Pregnant again, my belly fluttering with tiny hope, I poured every spare penny into Mark’s dream – a cozy bookstore. This wasn't just a business; it was our stable future, a safe haven for our child. My world shattered at a charity auction, tucked away behind velvet curtains. "She's so naive," Jessica Albright's sharp laugh cut through the air, revealing Mark's twisted "poverty test." The "Ashton millions" meant his struggling entrepreneur act was a meticulously crafted lie, and I was merely a pawn in his cruel charade. My fervent sacrifice, my grueling extra shifts, my deepest hopes – all a calculated game. He watched me give him my last dollar, then casually lied about a new expensive jacket. He demanded I cook for Jessica, even when morning sickness wracked my body, completely disregarding my pain. She deliberately stained my cherished, hand-knitted baby sweater, calling it "cheap" with a contemptuous smirk. He prioritized his "friend" over my well-being, barely glancing up when I ran to vomit. The final, suffocating proof came when I saw him switch from a sleek luxury car to his old "beater" just before picking me up. Every single part of my life with him was a lie. I was a clown, a devoted fool in his elaborate, poisonous deception. How could I have been so blind? My precious baby, my body, ensnared in this vile web of deceit. My heart felt like a stone, the warmth I once held for him replaced by chilling emptiness, a gnawing sense of betrayal. This child couldn't be born into such toxicity. Lying in a hospital bed after collapsing from the sheer stress, I overheard him confessing to Jessica that he only felt "a bit bad" about what he’d done. That pathetic admission was enough. The last thread holding my shattered world together snapped with icy finality. I looked at his feigned concern, my eyes empty, and spoke: "I want a divorce, Mark."/0/74669/coverorgin.jpg?v=5ddfaba6168849e1a5f98c1ebcb62175&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ex-Wife Returns: Billionaire's Second Chance
Tawny Matthews thought that Leonard Roberts married her, and perhaps he would have some feelings for her. But from the beginning to the end, he was cold and indifferent, and she could only endure that he always thought of someone else. Three years passed, and she felt that she could not expect or hope for this marriage relationship, so she decided to leave, leave this place, and start a new life. Five years later, they met again, standing opposite each other, but neither recognized the other. He did not recognize her because she had changed so much. Tawny seemed to have become a completely different person. She became colder and more decisive, and her eyes looked at him like a stranger who did not recognize him. Was it because she was now his ex-wife?/0/21324/coverorgin.jpg?v=81d5e471daafb10aa1dd569a30e855aa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire Ex Wife
Raven Daisy Richards, accomplished fashionista and former runway model after suffering a cold rejection and divorce from her ex-husband who accused her of infidelity, got over her past and moved on with her new life as a single mother. Suddenly, one day her present close-to-perfect life was upturned when the same ex came back, and this time when he realized what a fool he had been in the past, was willing to do anything to gain back the forgiveness of his ex-wife _including suffering her rejection and horrible words. The question remains: Is the tenacious fashionista willing to abide by her words of not allowing her ex-husband back into her life? Or will old flames be rekindled and ruin her five years of determined detachment? Let's journey together on this love story born out of hate, and rejection and finally led to forgiveness./0/80301/coverorgin.jpg?v=f198a4f99c54824c81040517db5a0d4e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
On My Wedding Day, My Love Disappeared
My name is Ethan Prescott, scion of a powerful family, destined for a life groomed by expectation. My future was mapped out: marry Victoria Sterling, secure the Prescott legacy, forge a formidable alliance. But then I met Sarah, a bright, real woman who painted harbors and loved the sea. She awakened a truth in me that transcended wealth and duty, and I promised her a future, vowing to defy my iron-willed mother, Eleanor. But Eleanor's ultimatum crashed down, a brutal choice: marry Victoria and save my family's name, or watch Sarah's world crumble, utterly destroyed. I caved, clinging to a twisted compromise: marry Victoria, give them an heir, then we'd be free. What began as a desperate hope became a living nightmare. I stood by, powerless, as Victoria’s calculated lies smeared Sarah, accusing her of crimes, orchestrating public humiliations, even leading to physical assault at my mother's command. I watched Sarah’s spirit break, her belief in me shatter, all while I built a public facade of a perfect family with Victoria and our children, Lily and Daniel. Each "temporary" sacrifice I made was a new knife in her heart. How could I, the man who swore to protect her, become the architect of her deepest agony? Each decision fueled by fear, each broken promise, only cemented my role as her tormentor, crushing the very soul I claimed to love. I was a fool, chained by duty, believing my elaborate ruse protected her, when in reality, it was destroying her. But just as I stood at the altar, moments from sealing my public fate with Victoria, the horrifying truth erupted. I heard Victoria's chilling confessions of pure manipulation—the fake illnesses, the staged "accidents," even her "miscarriage"—and my own mother's cold admission of forcibly banishing Sarah. Now, the scales have fallen from my eyes. I know the depths of their deceit, and I will tear down their empire to find Sarah and reckon with the ghosts of my unforgivable past./0/83430/coverorgin.jpg?v=dcda3d32296b5f14ef324140ea043388&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress They Tried to Bury
For three years, I poured every ounce of myself into Liam's tech dream, working multiple jobs to keep a roof over our heads. Tonight was the night I'd finally tell him my own life-altering secret: I was Ava Vance, the long-lost, presumed-dead heiress to the colossal Sterling-Vance empire. I believed in him, utterly. But he didn't walk in alone. He arrived with a stunning, polished woman named Chloe, arm-in-arm, and then dropped the bomb: she was his fiancée, and her father was his lead investor. He looked at me, his eyes cold and dismissive. "I'm leaving you," he stated flatly, then mocked our entire relationship, calling me just a "housekeeper" and an "embarrassment." When Chloe spilled wine on herself, Liam forced me to my knees to apologize to her like a maid. The ultimate betrayal came when he returned later, poisoned me to destroy my voice, and dragged my limp body into our cold, damp basement dungeon to keep me quiet. From my prison, I overheard them coldly plotting to frame me as delusional and commit me to a psychiatric hospital forever. The man I had loved and sacrificed everything for was a monster, systematically ripping away my very existence. Every lie, every calculated cruelty, twisted into a horrifying full picture. But they seriously underestimated the woman they thought they'd silenced. Just as two thugs came to haul me away, I found the strength to activate the emergency beacon hidden in my Sterling-Vance necklace. They believed I was a "lost cause," but they were about to face the terrifying wrath of the Sterling-Vance empire./0/82335/coverorgin.jpg?v=f57e4700ce62b733119dad4ef2a1b05d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
