Billionaires Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Aira, The Billionaire's Lover (Brother's Lover)
I never thought that one night could change everything in my life. Jason Blackwood, the rich man that every woman wanted, looked at me from across the hall. He wasn't supposed to do it. I was only there to promote my business. I'm a single mom trying to make ends meet. But the way his eyes burned into mine made me feel like he knew every secret I was trying to hide. Then Jason's brother Ethan showed up. The man I loved before. This is the man who left me with a child he had no idea about. There are different reasons why each brother wants me back now. One because of love. The other is out of power. Jason makes me feel alive, wanted...safe. Ethan makes me remember everything I wish I could forget. But when love becomes a battlefield of politics, rage, and lust, every touch turns dangerous. Every kiss hides a secret. And the biggest one of all, Liro's true father could kill us all. I thought I was done being someone's secret. But in the Blackwood world... no secret stays hidden forever. Because one of them will kill for love. And the other... might die for it./0/72453/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f56e2b9b1c2bd2b8c81d14c4a2bea2b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden Captive Of My Devil Brother
"If it's a sin to touch you, then I'll burn just to have you." Nik Velasquez. *** Like the ocean-wild, deep, mysterious, and dangerous, Nik would never allow anyone to control him like an obedient robot. He would break free from anyone who's trying to have their fingers wrapped around his neck but how can a single woman-with a freaking innocent face- stir emotions in him that he didn't know existed? Blakely Velasquez, Nik's nominal sister. The perfect daughter, a masterpiece of his controlling parents. Yet this seemingly obedient girl had a forbidden craving for her adoptive brother. A mistake she made six years ago pushed him far away. And when she was about to drop her illusion and marry someone else, the man returned. Just one sight, the feelings she tried to bury started coming back. Blakely hoped not to make any more mistakes but after an accidental one-night stand, could they still repress this forbidden attraction? And what would they have to face when this forbidden relationship was exposed under the sun?/0/95489/coverorgin.jpg?v=9c0ca0efd73fd6eab7d3c3be1fe60cb7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden Affairs With My fiance's Billionaire Uncle
In order to save her grandmother, Elena agrees to marry into the Rodríguez family. On the night before her engagement, she is invited by her friends to celebrate her last night of singleness. She is advised not to keep her virginity for her so-called fiancé, a man with a playboy reputation. That night, she meets a handsome stranger. She seduces him and gives him her first time-only for him to show up the next day at the engagement party as her fiancé's powerful uncle and the heir to the Rodríguez empire. What would happen when the two cross paths again, and what secret is the Rodríguez family hiding?/0/92569/coverorgin.jpg?v=48bcb077dbd0dfc2d54b89387b6c74c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Regret After Divorce: I Lost the Best Her
"Mrs. Taylor, you're dying. Where is your husband?" The doctor's pity was the final blow. While I held my terminal diagnosis, my husband, Everett, was on the news, publicly embracing his first love. Three years of marriage. Ten divorce settlements. I finally signed the last one and walked away. They thought I was a penniless orphan. They were wrong. When I stripped off the 'dutiful wife' mask, I became the shadow ruler of the sci-fi world and the sole heiress to the Taylor empire. Now, Everett is begging for a second chance. But the world's most dangerous Godfather is already shielding me from his sight. "Touch her again," my protector whispers, "and I'll bury your empire by dawn."/0/35142/coverorgin.jpg?v=04dd554c0f993c70f9f3297e6fe0ee8d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Surrogating for the Billionaire
"I will never have a child with someone I don't trust!" This was Danika's motto, as she was abandoned by her father when she was little. She had to dedicate her life to helping her mother take care of her sick grandmother and, therefore, she decided to go to the big city. Danika just didn't know that this decision would change her life forever. Hernan Allaband had an accident, became paraplegic and was abandoned by his fiancée. Now, he is under a threat: either he has a son, or the power of the family business will be taken away from him and given to one of his enemies. A proposal to be a surrogate. A contracted marriage. Secrets of the past. But what about love? Will it be born between these two people from such different worlds? Or are they not meant to be together?/0/90623/coverorgin.jpg?v=d204ae2976ccceef799d8817c8c3025a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Cruel Love, My Broken Heart
For three years, I was Bradley Porter's bodyguard. And his substitute. Tonight, I took a bullet for him, the wound in my shoulder still fresh. But he didn't care. His assistant pulled me out of the hospital, my wound infected and feverish, because the woman I was a substitute for, Kylie Tyson, was back. At the private airport, he embraced her with a love I had never seen. Kylie looked me up and down with disdain. "Bradley, make her carry my luggage." He saw my pale face, the bandage peeking from my collar, but his voice was sharp. "What are you waiting for? Get the luggage." There were five large suitcases. Just moments before, Kylie had faked a sprained wrist, and he had examined it with panicked concern. When I took a bullet for him, he just glanced at me and told his men to "clean up the mess." That night, I went home and added another black stone to the glass jar on my dresser. I made a promise to myself: for every time he hurt me, I would add a stone. When the jar was full, I would leave him forever. Tonight was stone number three hundred and sixty-eight. The jar was almost half full./0/43578/coverorgin.jpg?v=85d0c3921407f45733febe37150438a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling Prey To Love
Daniel Graham, a multibillionaire and CEO of 'Glassy Enterprise Limited,' was bossy, arrogant but caring man who was really unpredictable. His inheritance was threatened to be passed down to his stepbrother, Mark, a playboy and a dropout from college who had no interest in companies, a school, or his life except sex and girls. Determined to retain his right, Daniel will do everything, including marrying his friend's chef, Patricia, whom he detested, just to convince his parent. What happened when his wife turned out to be the daughter of his mother's murderer and the worst enemy? Despite knowing the truth, Daniel still wants revenge. His heart betrayed him by falling for Patricia. Is what he knows really the truth? Will his love erase every hatred he had for Patricia? Suspense, Love, Broken, Betrayed, Secret Unraveled./0/81863/coverorgin.jpg?v=e9841b109180a342cd19a2d687af1039&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress Who Broke The Cage
My father called the LeBlanc artistic gift a blessing, a legacy. But for me, with its storm-like intensity that consumed my mother, it felt like a curse. To stabilize my talent, he arranged my marriage to one of three powerful men. I thought I was choosing a partner, until I overheard my presumed fiancé, Cade, with Daisy Miller. He declared I was just "a means to an end," a "broken songbird" whose artistic "secrets" he'd plunder. Daisy, his true partner, would be the real star. The betrayal stung, but far worse was the shock when I found my mother' s unique Amati violin was gone. Cade had given it to Daisy, who gleefully admitted she' d taken it apart for her "art," selling pieces for decorative boxes. Then, at our Legacy Gala, Daisy staged a public accusation, framing me for vandalism, with Cade, Finn, and Silas readily condemning me. My mother' s soul, shattered for parts. My world, reduced to a transaction. The art, the legacy, the very essence of me-all desecrated and dismissed. The grief boiled into a furious, incandescent rage. They thought me unmanageable, but I realized I was merely trapped. With nothing left to lose, I raised my violin and unleashed the storm. Not the expected music, but a powerful, defiant wave of sound that exposed their falsity. I wouldn't be a songbird in their gilded cage. There was only one who might understand, not control: the "unstable" recluse, Ethan Vance. I wrote him, proposing not subservience, but an alliance./0/72454/coverorgin.jpg?v=12b81f562a8e559307d625713acf2741&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire's Famous Lawyer Ex-Wife
"SIGN IT AND GET THE HELL OUT OF MY LIFE!" Calvin threw the divorce agreement in her face, his voice seething with fury. Adriana Clarke Walker, a well-known heiress and the wife of the richest man in the country and CEO of the Grand Empire Corporation, Calvin Walker, had always believed in the possibility of love. Despite knowing that Calvin didn't love her, she married him with the hope that her patience and devotion would eventually win his heart. But all she received in return was endless pain. Their marriage became a black hole that devoured everything: her happiness, her family's honor, and her security. In an instant, she lost everything-her family shamed, torn apart, and forced into exile. Adriana tried to leave the past behind and build a new life, only to find that Calvin refused to let her go. His pursuit was relentless, and he wasn't willing to set her free.../0/47147/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b090761a42e9be497acc64cc7d18024&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire Rejected Me
I held onto my stomach, crying in front of the father of the child I was carrying. "Who is she, Laz?" the beautiful woman asked gently. "Get in my car, baby," Laz told the woman. He turned to me with a harsh look. "What else are you looking at? Leave!" he shouted, causing more tears to fall. I didn't leave; I stayed and continued crying in front of him. "Laz? Why is she crying? Tell me," her voice was so gentle, like an angel. "Get in my car, now, Samantha," Laz softly coaxed the woman. My chest ached even more because of the way he treated her. "L-Lazarus, please..." I begged until I found myself kneeling in front of him. It hurt so much. It hurt like I couldn't bear it anymore. I didn't love him, but I didn't want my baby to grow up without a father. I was doing this for the sake of the child, not just for my own desires. I saw how he clenched his fists before I lowered my head and touched the floor. He knelt down too and roughly grabbed my hair, forcing our gazes to meet. He looked at me with intensity. "I don't want to see your face. From now on, don't let me fucking push you away," he said. His words made me cry even harder. He let go of my hair forcefully and stood up. He wrapped his strong, muscular arms around Samantha's waist. "Wait, Laz-" "Get in, okay?" Lazarus interrupted Samantha and kissed her forehead. Samantha had no choice but to get into the front seat of Lazarus's car. Lazarus turned around and opened the driver's seat. He was about to get in, but he stopped when I stood up and spoke. "Y-You're so selfish but thank you. Thank you for giving me this little blessing. I hope you sleep soundly every night, Lazarus." He finally got into the car and drove away quickly. I watched his car fade into the distance until I felt the rain pour down. I caressed my belly. It's not that big. I'm three weeks pregnant and now I'm trying to convince my baby's father to help me. But he didn't. He left me pregnant. "Y-Your daddy left us, baby..."/0/57854/coverorgin.jpg?v=6d6b93a03a098079b1afa58d8154e9ae&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Crush, My Roommate
Because Michelle Rivers saw Devon Kai Carter compete in a boxing tournament online and was instantly attracted to him, she decided to enroll in the same sports school as he did, despite the fact that it was only exclusive for boys. In order to enter the school undetected, Michelle had her long and dark beautiful hair cut short and dressed as if she were a boy. But what was even more shocking was the fact that she shared a room with a senior at the school. Her roommate was none other than Devon Kai, the person who was responsible for her enrollment at Goldstein Academy./0/64992/coverorgin.jpg?v=4e6bd4cdac000ac86dea5354a2aead22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forced To Marry
Scarlett Woods, a simple idealistic girl who was forced to get married to Xavier Knight, a billionaire and successful businessman. They were married under the circumstances that though they wished they couldn't back out from the marriage. What will happen when Scarlett will find out that the man she married already have a girlfriend? What she will do after knowing that Xavier trusts and loves the girl blindly. What Xavier will do once he find the real motive of his entrapment with Scarlett. Will they break apart from the invisible web of lies and mend their own ways or will end up soothing each other heart? */0/87379/coverorgin.jpg?v=096861edb5d1f555a488338987d93b52&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Arranged to be beast's wife
After her parents' tragic death, she was forced to become her cousin's wife-a cold, ruthless man who never trusted women. "Are you a virgin? Because I can smell your fucking pussy screaming... Slut." She was taken by his words. Shocked humiliated. But before he could say any more words, her hand struck his face. He pulled her from her shoulders and gritted his teeth, boiling with anger; "I'm Mazen Gamal. I'll teach you a lesson you'll never forget, and make you wish for death. Get ready-our wedding is next week. I'll be checking on you before then, and if you say one more word, I'll make you hate the day we got married. Your parents are dead! Be grateful I'm marrying someone like you-the daughter of a dancer." Orphaned at eighteen, she was far from weak. Smart, resilient, and ready to fight, she refused to be a victim. But Mazen wasn't just a CEO. He was the king of the mafia. And she was determined to turn his world upside down. Could a second chance turn hatred into something more?/0/85108/coverorgin.jpg?v=c0e22bb67cb68a949758c3fede646fe8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price of a Billion-Dollar Love
The private jet' s hum was supposed to drown out the silence, but it only amplified the heavy dread in the cabin. Across the table, my husband, Ethan Vance, watched me with cold, unblinking eyes, his once-loved face a mask of cruelty. "Sign it, Chloe." His low, calm voice cut through the air. The document lay between us, a single sheet of paper that would transfer my half of our billion-dollar company to him-and to her, Scarlett Hayes, his long-lost ex, the ghost haunting my marriage. My hands trembled, but it wasn't just the document. Through the open jet door, his bodyguards held my sixteen-year-old sister, Lily, her face pale with terror, thousands of feet in the air. "Scarlett needs this," he' d said when I begged, "You were just holding her place, Chloe. It's time to give it back." His words were a physical blow, shattering illusions of the life we'd built. My love, my security, my entire world-all just a temporary placeholder. Watching Lily' s silent tears stream down her face, I knew he was using my deepest love as a weapon. My signature was a shaky scrawl, a testament to my broken spirit. "There. It's done. Now let her go." A flicker of satisfaction crossed his face. Then, the guards tightened their grip, and with a brutal shove, pushed my sister out the open door. Her scream tore away with the wind, leaving only a horror too profound to process. He had promised to let her go, and he had murdered her instead. In the ensuing darkness, as my world fractured, a terrible clarity sliced through the pain: I was never the love of his life; I was just the bandage for a wound he never wanted to heal. But as the jet descended, a defiant spark ignited in the ashes of my heart. I would survive. I would escape. And he would pay./0/64019/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e7f2731008c46bb47b8e8eb087013b4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound by Honour
When Elena Gustaw, the strong-willed daughter of a mafia boss, is forced into an arranged marriage with the ruthless Luca Moretti to forge an alliance, she finds herself in a mix of secrets and danger. As they navigate their tumultuous relationship and uncover hidden threats, they must decide if they can trust each other enough to survive and possibly find love amid the chaos./0/80566/coverorgin.jpg?v=828c711d94da7d42b7848483ac0af05c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered vows: Revenge of an ex bride
"Find her!" a gruff voice yelled, voice echoing in the empty alley as Elara Beckett ran as fast as she could. She didn't dare look back, she couldn't, as terror shot down her spine. Her heels clattered against the pavement as she sprinted in and out of alleyways. She cursed her choice of shoes but she didn't have time to stop and take them off. Her chest burned as she took ragged breaths. She clutched the envelope tighter in her trembling hands, it was her lifeline- the key to everything. All of Ivy and Aiden's crimes, their lies, financial records, email, everything was in it. She thought she had been sneaky but somehow they found out and they were now coming after her. "Don't let her get away!" another voice roared, closer this time. She let out a squeak as she willed her legs to go faster, her heart pounding and threatening to burst out of her chest. The dark walls around her seemed to be closing in as the footsteps behind her drew nearer. A sharp turn at the next corner brought her face to face with a chain link fence blocking her path. She skidded to a halt as her stomach sank, the fence was very high so she couldn't even try climbing. She was trapped. "Elara!" "Find her!" a gruff voice yelled, voice echoing in the empty alley as Elara Beckett ran as fast as she could. She didn't dare look back, she couldn't, as terror shot down her spine. Her heels clattered against the pavement as she sprinted in and out of alleyways. She cursed her choice of shoes but she didn't have time to stop and take them off. Her chest burned as she took ragged breaths. She clutched the envelope tighter in her trembling hands, it was her lifeline- the key to everything. All of Ivy and Aiden's crimes, their lies, financial records, email, everything was in it. She thought she had been sneaky but somehow they found out and they were now coming after her. "Don't let her get away!" another voice roared, closer this time. She let out a squeak as she willed her legs to go faster, her heart pounding and threatening to burst out of her chest. The dark walls around her seemed to be closing in as the footsteps behind her drew nearer. A sharp turn at the next corner brought her face to face with a chain link fence blocking her path. She skidded to a halt as her stomach sank, the fence was very high so she couldn't even try climbing. She was trapped. "Elara!" **** Elara Beckett picture perfect life crumbles when her step sister, Ivy, stole her fiancé, Aiden, and her father's company. Heartbroken Elara leaves then returns five years later as a successful fashion designer who is determined to take back her legacy and bring her sister down. She teams up with billionaire Killan Hayes, a ruthless man who has his own vendetta against ivy. A fake engagement is created and they work together to defeat Ivy and Aiden. In the process, sparks fly between Killan and Elara, this complicates their alliance. Dark secrets about her family and Killian's hidden motives come to light threatening to destroy everything. Elara must rise up and reclaim her destiny and find love in the chaos./0/90624/coverorgin.jpg?v=a0b832fa905204f366b7f5fbdd020b47&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn For His Savage Love
On my wedding day, the giant screen in the ballroom was supposed to show a romantic video of my fiancé and me. Instead, it played a sordid deepfake video of me with another man. My fiancé, the celebrated tech mogul Edward Ford, pointed at me in front of New York’s high society. “Amelia Stone, you are a disgrace.” My own father then stepped forward, not to defend me, but to condemn me. He publicly disowned me, announcing he had another, kinder daughter who would take my rightful place. He gestured to the side, and my illegitimate half-sister, Dara Chase, stepped out, looking innocent and fragile. Betrayed by the two men I loved most, I fled the ballroom in shame. As I ran into the street, a car hit me with horrific force. As I died, I floated above my own broken body. I watched as Edward and Dara embraced, their mission accomplished. But then I saw him. Josiah Craft, a guest at the wedding, fell to his knees beside me, his face crumbling into raw, animalistic grief. I opened my eyes again. I was back in my penthouse, just days before the wedding that was supposed to be my end./1/113660/coverorgin.jpg?v=ccf362ed6c9da44a8bab19625a62fc18&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Ashes: The Broken Wife's Return
After years of a freezing, loveless marriage, my billionaire husband Israel finally threw me out to make room for his new lover, Ayla. Before I even packed my bags, he ordered a crew to shred the Dogwood tree in our backyard and pour thick concrete into the crater, claiming it was a symbol of my infidelity. He didn't know that buried beneath those roots was the urn containing the ashes of our unborn baby. Stripped of everything, I tried to rebuild my shattered life by securing a supporting role in an indie film. But Israel bought the entire production studio just to cast Ayla as the lead, demanding I act as her pathetic stepping stone. When I refused, he cornered me on set with a sickening audio recording. "We want one million dollars. This will ruin Karen forever." It was my own parents. They had forged my medical records, planning to sell a story to the tabloids that I was a violent, delusional schizophrenic. Israel smiled coldly, threatening to lock me in a padded room on an involuntary psychiatric hold unless I signed an unpaid contract to serve Ayla unconditionally. My own flesh and blood had sold me out to a ruthless monster for cash. Staring at the extortion contract, the last shred of desperation and love in my chest burned away into cold, gray ash. To survive a monster, you have to become one. I picked up his pen, violently signed my name, and prepared to rip his precious Ayla to shreds on camera./1/114309/coverorgin.jpg?v=8371943fc27ee3e2f30b2e8fc6042eab&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Captain, Sign Our Divorce NOW!
For three years, Rachel lived in a marriage that almost no one knew existed. To the outside world, Captain Jared Holland-the cold and powerful second son of the influential Holland family-was single. Only a handful of people knew the truth: Rachel was his legal wife. Their marriage had begun because of a mistake and was bound by a prenuptial agreement that promised it would end quietly after three years. And in Jared's heart, there had always been someone else-Olivia, his foster sister and first love. When Rachel returns from a grueling flight and sees a video of Jared desperately carrying Olivia to the hospital, the last illusion she held onto finally shatters. That same night, she signs the divorce papers and walks away with nothing but a suitcase and her dignity. But when the time comes to finalize the divorce, Jared refuses to sign-always finding excuses to delay it. The woman he once ignored is now determined to leave. And the man who never valued her is suddenly unwilling to let her go. Rachel looked at the man in front of her and frowned: "Jared what are you playing? Sign the divorce papers." Jared smiled, "Darling, I am sorry, I was wrong. Please, let's not get divorce."/0/71482/coverorgin.jpg?v=d261febc4f227b4dbe698b30602063b8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
