Modern Books for Women
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Crowned By Brilliance: Her Revenge Starts Now
Forced out of a mental hospital by her family, Nicole was made to marry Aidan-reputed to be disabled-in her sister's place. The public ridiculed their union: a so-called lunatic and a cripple. What they didn't know was that Nicole had a sharp mind, countless talents, and secret identities. High society sneered at her unruly behavior, but Aidan always took her side. "My wife is too fragile to hurt anyone," he'd say. But soon- "Sir, your wife destroyed someone's house!" "Let her." "Sir, your wife ran away!" He arrived at the airport with two adorable kids in tow, pleading, "Sweetheart, come back. You can punish me however you want." Nicole froze. Wait-where did these two adorable little troublemakers come from?/1/126131/coverorgin.jpg?v=95d4e6214d90e4f9db32136e918b10af&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Ruthless Ex Demands Me Back
After three hellish years in a psychiatric facility, Kyra was finally released. She just wanted a quiet life, but her billionaire ex-husband, Julius—the very man who had locked her away—refused to let her go. When she rejected his demand to return to his side, the retaliation was swift and suffocating. His new fiancée faked an injury to frame Kyra, instantly making her the target of a vicious national cyberbullying campaign. Fired from every job and treated like a damaged asset by her own parents, Kyra was forced to scrub plates in a greasy diner just to survive. But even there, the fiancée's brother tracked her down, publicly tearing her clothes and attempting to drag her away. Julius suddenly appeared to "save" her, but his method was chilling: he orchestrated a brutal accident that shattered the brother's leg forever. He then tossed Kyra a keycard to a high-security luxury apartment, calmly stating it was for her own safety. Kyra stared at him in pure, primal terror. He had destroyed her reputation, disposed of her dead mother's only photograph, and violently crushed anyone who dared to help her. How could he call this sick, monstrous obsession "protection"? "I don't need it!" she screamed, shoving the car door open and fleeing into the dark. She had thought she was escaping a cage, but now she knew she had to fight her way out of a nightmare./1/124185/coverorgin.jpg?v=b76af4a724f8c55d9f984006629f806c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Came Back Hotter With The Heir's Love
Three-year-old Adria Carlisle was dragged out of a warm car into the freezing rain by her father, Herman Rich. He shoved her small body into the mud outside a dilapidated orphanage, stuffing a crumpled fifty-dollar bill into her teddy bear. "From today on, you don't have a father," he said coldly. He abandoned her in the storm just to steal the Carlisle family's vast fortune for his own wife and daughter. For seventeen years, Herman erased Adria's existence, officially declaring her dead in a tragic accident. Using her stolen inheritance, he elevated his biological daughter, Dolores, to the dazzling heights of New York high society. He even arranged for Dolores to marry Hudson Davenport, the ruthless king of the city's financial empire. Dolores was about to take Adria's rightful place in an ancient, ironclad marriage contract between the two powerful families. Did Herman really think a fabricated death could bury the truth forever? Did Dolores truly believe that stolen wealth and a stolen fiancé could belong to her without any consequences? On the day of the grand wedding, just as the priest asked if anyone objected, the heavy oak doors of the ballroom were thrown open. Adria Carlisle, now a terrifyingly powerful figure, walked down the aisle with the original contract in hand. "I'm not here to cause trouble," she announced to the stunned crowd. "I'm just here to take back what's mine. Including this wedding, and the groom."/1/125483/coverorgin.jpg?v=9082f934e9887834ea4a26fa5ebf986f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Waking Up Married To The Cruel CEO
I woke up in a cold, unfamiliar bedroom with a splitting headache, zero memories of the last five years, and my body covered in bruises. The man lying beside me was Kasper Avery, the ruthless billionaire I remembered as my sister's fiancé. But he coldly informed me that we had been married for five years, and the four-year-old girl calling me "Mommy" was our daughter. He looked at me with pure, unadulterated disgust. He forced me to swallow birth control pills, made me work as his lowly secretary, and when I tried to resign, he threatened to bankrupt my family's business to keep me on a tight leash. Desperate for the truth, I searched the internet, only to find an old article showing my sister had actually married Kasper's brother. My entire reality was a twisted lie orchestrated by everyone I knew. Why was I married to a monster who clearly hated me? Why was my daughter given my maiden name instead of his? Suffocating in this glittering cage, I secretly called an outsider whose name I found in a file, praying he was the lifeline to my past. "Who is this?" Kasper's icy voice suddenly echoed through the line. He had intercepted the call in real-time. Staring at my bugged phone, I realized I wasn't just a wife, but a prisoner in a digital panopticon-and if I wanted to escape, I had to tear his empire down from the inside./1/113803/coverorgin.jpg?v=49cef794bde8563a08164d1cdbb0eef5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The True Heiress Returns: His Bitter Regret
Ariel woke up in a hospital bed surrounded by five titans of Wall Street. She instantly realized she had transmigrated into the corporate warfare novel she read last night. She was the real daughter of the ruthless Washington family, a family destined to be completely destroyed. And the one who would cause their bankruptcy, imprisonment, and deaths was the crying, hypocritical adopted sister holding her hand—Cherilyn. Knowing the plot, Ariel was terrified. She watched Cherilyn hand her a glass of organic juice and internally screamed about how it was laced with neurotoxins. She expected the cold, calculating family to side with the fake daughter and throw Ariel into the Hudson River. To survive, Ariel planned to play dumb, steal a Picasso painting, and run away to Hawaii before the feds raided their estate. But things got weird. Instead of bullying her, her terrifying father ordered the poisoned juice destroyed. Her ruthless brothers started buying out Michelin-star restaurants for her lunch, dropping off diamond-encrusted pens in military helicopters, and mercilessly crushing anyone who dared to cross her. "Why are these doomed villains suddenly acting like invincible strategic geniuses?" Ariel thought, utterly baffled. She had no idea that her entire family could hear her inner thoughts. And the Wall Street wolves were using her mental spoilers to rewrite their tragic fate./0/51509/coverorgin.jpg?v=52e4aade234ccf90ce9123085eea3163&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Crown Of The Betrayed Heiress
Emelia was the rightful heiress to the Hewitt family, but her real parents and four brothers, together with an impostor claiming her place, had almost ended her life. After that experience, she stopped pretending to be obedient and started being her true self. She stood up to anyone who tried to mess with her or bully her, ready to push back and teach them a lesson without a second thought. Revealing herself as a revered doctor and a skilled treasure appraiser, she made a fool out of anyone who tried to put her down. Still, someone dared to mock her, saying, "Being powerful means nothing if your own parents don't love you." Then, the most respected family in the city came to her defense. "She is like a precious jewel to us. Who cares about the affection of those worthless people?"/0/49887/coverorgin.jpg?v=4afdc95e8c43b9b0e9f516c238ace0e0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Persistent Ex-husband: Stay With Me
Never in Linsey's wildest dreams did she imagine the first time she met her husband of three years was in bed. She expected that they would begin to live like a real couple afterward, but Bryson didn't recognize her. He mistook her for a prostitute and hated her to the bone. Linsey thought their paths would never cross again after the divorce. However, it turned out that fate was playing tricks on her. She ended up becoming the legal counsel at Bryson's company. Finally, Bryson recognized her. He fell head over heels in love and couldn't help saying, "Stay with me, Linsey." "What?" Linsey couldn't believe her ears. "Mr. Higgins, weren't you the one who showed no concern about me? Besides, I'm just resigning. Why are you making a big deal out of it?" Bryson was torn between swallowing his pride and losing her forever or confessing his love for her. In the end, it turns out that falling in love comes with great battles. Would he win her back against all odds?/1/124186/coverorgin.jpg?v=4e1057e20e355412d5721fc660157252&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Untouchable After Divorce: Her Hidden Thousand Masks
For three years, Georgia devoted herself to being the perfect housewife, only for her husband to hand her divorce papers the moment his first love returned. She erased every trace of herself and vanished from his life completely. By the time she reappeared, powerful men were competing for her attention, and her countless hidden identities had left everyone stunned. Her usually composed ex finally lost control after noticing her baby bump. "Whose child is it?" he demanded. Georgia scoffed. "Some jerk's." Desperate to keep her close, he replied, "Then let me volunteer to be the baby's daddy."/1/111533/coverorgin.jpg?v=6fca712b79838a2da7d2b598e946673e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Forgot Me, I Married His Brother
After three agonizing months, I finally found my fiancé, Barnett Spencer, at a gala at The Plaza. He had vanished without a trace, and I was on the verge of losing my mind. But when I saw him on stage, my blood turned to ice. He had a strange woman tucked into his arm, and a lawyer announced that a recent accident had erased the last six years of his memory-our entire relationship. In front of a sea of reporters, Barnett looked right through me with freezing hostility. "Miss, you have the wrong person." He then declared that the woman beside him, Joslyn, was not only the person who saved his life but also his new, legal wife. The news hit me like a physical blow, and the camera flashes swallowed me whole as reporters shoved microphones in my face, asking how it felt to be publicly dumped. The man I had loved for six years had turned me into a national joke, a delusional stranger trying to cling to his wealth. That night, as I was drowning my humiliation in a martini, his ruthless younger brother, Dixon, found me. He slid a marriage contract across the bar. "Marry me," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I want his shares. You want his pain. We both get what we want." Fueled by alcohol and a burning need for revenge, I grabbed his pen and signed my name. I was no longer the abandoned fiancée. I was about to become my ex's worst nightmare: his new sister-in-law./0/65138/coverorgin.jpg?v=24aeb1c59780e2494822916041ac7a37&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Eve's chronicles
"How really did you get into the industry?"Vivian's voice rose, her eyes flashing with anger. I let out a low, husky laugh. "How else do you expect, Viv? I stripped for your boyfriend Alex, and landed the big Gig." Vivian's face contorted in rage. "What?" I leaned in, my voice dripping with malice. "That reminds me, Alex and I are getting married. He's as good as your ex." Vivian's hands clenched into fists, but before she could react, I slapped her cheek, the sound echoing through the air. "Sorry," I said, my tone dripping with insincerity. "Did you think you could slap me? Don't be stupid. I'll will see you at the wedding... actually, you could be my bridesmaid since I have no friends." Vivian's eyes widened, shock and humiliation etched on her face. I turned to leave, a sly grin spreading across my pretty little face like a mask. ~~~~ Meet Eve Patel, a stripper becomes the talk of the town as she overpowers Vivian,the famous broadcaster in Misvilhe and attracts the attention of a ruthless Mafia group involved in her dark past./0/22311/coverorgin.jpg?v=8597cfdbe90507c7efbbba5da465d52b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Red Dragon's Lair
An orphan girl who was bullied in her childhood, grew up in the slums along with her brother seeing the underbelly of the city full of crime and greed. Her brother intervened when his friends were trying to teach her a 'lesson' and was killed for it. That night she decided she was never going to be weak again and she would be the nemesis of crime. Her most recent case leads to a face off with a drug lord who works in multiple countries and runs human trafficking rings. Will she survive the dangerous drug mafia who stop at nothing? She got in touch with a social organisation and got herself into schooling. One step at a time she completed her education and became a cop. She meets Andy when he visits her police station to file a complaint against Sushant for assault on Mia, his best friend. Andy is an IT professional working with a multinational company. Mia and Andy were best friends since high school. A good looking athletic guy with the best brains, he soon loses his job to office politics. Takes it as an opportunity and creates the most successful startup of the country. Anya is an integral part of his journey. Andy's start up funder is a woman connected with film and drugs industry. What will he have to give up to realise his big dream? His money and Anya's job brings glamour, decadence and dangerous liaisons into their lives. They come together to create a volatile mixture of passionate love, ruthless crime, base desires, human degradation, death and devastation; where his life hangs on a thread. How much will she go through before she breaks?/0/45347/coverorgin.jpg?v=970cc1cc4e708b901436eb99fdfb6793&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Love I Don't Deserve
My name is Vivian Nelson, and I am raising my son on my own. Life has knocked me down more times than I can count, yet I still cling to hope because my child is everything to me, even while his illness threatens to take him away. The surgery costs more money than I could ever hope to save, but walking away was never an option. When my world felt like it was closing in, I forced myself to ask my boss, Carlos Rogers, for help. I never expected his answer. He was willing to support me, but his help came with a condition I never imagined. Left with nowhere else to turn, I agreed to Carlos's proposal. I had no idea how I would look my son in the eye later on, but life has never been kind or easy to me, and I have learned that survival often demands painful choices. Luck finally showed me some mercy when the surgery succeeded, and my precious boy slowly began to heal. Carlos carries himself with confidence and authority, while I have always believed I am not worthy of love. Because of that, I assumed our connection would stay strictly professional. He, however, does not see things the same way, and little by little, he finds his way past my defenses and into my heart./1/113807/coverorgin.jpg?v=f876cedf99ff2264040cdee593d8aa16&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Phantom Heiress: His Secret Obsession
After eighteen years, I finally returned to the billionaire Warren family, only to be treated like uneducated, rust-belt trash. My stepmother shoved me into a freezing, windowless room, and my half-sister Kelly bought me an $89 plastic dress to humiliate me at the family's high-society gala. When her petty bullying failed, Kelly took it a step further. Standing at the top of the grand marble staircase, she grabbed my wrist, screamed, and intentionally threw herself down the steps in front of hundreds of elite guests. Lying in a pool of her own blood, she pointed a trembling finger at me. "She pushed me! Corrie tried to kill me!" The entire ballroom erupted in disgust. The guests called me a psychopath. My biological father, purple with rage, raised his hand to strike me, while my stepmother hid a victorious smirk behind her fake tears. They thought they had perfectly framed the feral country bumpkin. But they had no idea who they were dealing with. They didn't know I was "Night God," the dark web's most legendary underground surgeon and hacker, currently being hunted by New York's most ruthless billionaire. I didn't panic. I didn't cry. I calmly pulled out my heavily encrypted phone and projected a crystal-clear, un-hackable security feed onto the ballroom's massive LED screen. "Let's see the replay," I said. Watching the color drain from their faces was just the beginning. I was going to tear this entire toxic family apart to find out who really burned my mother alive./1/123541/coverorgin.jpg?v=e0d20a982b57c1247ae56c0b2595997e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fake Marriage? The Billionaire Heiress Has A Thousand Faces
Kylee discovered that her marriage was fake and her husband was already married to someone else. She had been used as a pawn from the very beginning. Worse yet, he had secretly drugged her, causing irreversible harm to her fertility system, and even expected her to raise he and his mistress' child! Reclaiming her billion-dollar inheritance, she walked away without looking back. But fate had other plans—her father's will came with one condition: she had to marry a disabled man?! On her wedding night, Zachary, the so-called "disable" man pinned her down. "Need me to show you how a wedding night works, darling?" She had already inherited billions. Why let a man call the shots? Not a chance! With a cold sneer, Kylee kicked him off the bed and escaped. But Zachary found her anyway, pulling her into his arms. "Didn't I warn you? Run away, and you'll pay for it with the rest of your life."/1/105372/coverorgin.jpg?v=920f083408558acf5f630fe3e16260c5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Invisible Ex-Wife's Rebellion: Now She Owns The Stage
Kendra spent five years as Jaycob's wife in name only, never able to melt his cold heart. Disheartened, she finally chose divorce, freeing him for another woman who seemed to be everything he wanted. Afterward, Kendra reignited her passion for dance and became a captivating star, admired by all, while Jaycob's regret grew so deep he would trade away fame and fortune just to win her back. But Kendra was no longer the woman who sacrificed her dreams for love. Now, at her side stood Kristopher-Jaycob's half-brother-who pulled her close and said with certainty, "She's no longer yours to claim."/1/120297/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e9ded684f63664e7ffd73d9684e713c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Jilted Bride: Marrying My Ex's Rival
I sat alone on a hard wooden bench in the City Clerk's Office, smoothing the white silk of my wedding dress. It was 10:00 AM, the exact moment I was supposed to marry Arland Rhodes. But Arland never showed up. Instead, a breaking news alert flashed on my phone, showing a high-resolution photo of my fiancé at the airport, tenderly cradling his "first love," Emilie Blackburn, in his arms. Seven years of my life were erased in a single paparazzi shot. When I finally saw him, he didn't apologize; he just said Emilie had a panic attack and needed him. My own mother called me a humiliation to the family reputation, and Arland's assistant tried to buy my silence with a pink diamond necklace. That night, Arland moved Emilie into our penthouse, telling me to be "reasonable" because she had security issues. "It's just logistics, Isolde. Don't make this into something it isn't." He thought I was the perfect, drama-free partner who would wait forever. He didn't notice when I began systematically dismantling our life, replacing my priceless antiques with cheap replicas and liquidating my shares in his company. He was too busy playing hero to a woman who faked heart palpitations every time he looked at me. He truly believed he could fix a lifetime of neglect with a "do-over" date and a silver convertible he had actually ordered for her. I realized then that Arland didn't love me; he loved that I was convenient. I had spent seven years building a life on a foundation of sand, and I was done being the silent, understanding fiancée. On the morning he finally showed up at City Hall to "make it up to me," I was nowhere to be found. I had already coerced fifteen million dollars out of him as a "security fee" and signed a marriage contract with his most ruthless rival, Esequiel Stone. As Arland stood at the altar waiting for a bride who would never come, I was boarding a private jet to the Capital. The hunt had officially begun, and this time, I wasn't the prey./0/67088/coverorgin.jpg?v=1040fccc137a17c7b42b5e6f6898f4d1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chilled Hearts- Love Unthawed
Dr. Aavya, a sharp forensic doctor, finds her world shattered when her partner and close colleague, Detective Kim TaeJoon , is critically injured in a mysterious accident that leaves him in a coma. What follows is a ruthless game of revenge and unexpected connection. Kim SeoJoon, a powerful CEO and TaeJoon's brother, is consumed by grief and suspicion. Believing Aavya might be connected to his brother's near-fatal incident, he devises a calculated plan of retribution. Using his corporate influence and carefully manufactured scandal, SeoJoon forces her into a contract marriage, trapping her in a relationship built on manipulation and pain. "Chilled Hearts - Love Unthawed" is a gripping tale of revenge, unexpected romance, and the complex path to redemption-where love emerges from the coldest of circumstances and the truth has the power to heal the deepest wounds./1/127437/coverorgin.jpg?v=fbe798cf1cdf314b89d6568c1de239e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Substitute Bride: Sold To The Ruthless Biker
I woke up with a shattered rib and memories that weren't mine, transmigrating into the body of Annelise Roman, the abused, hidden daughter of a wealthy family. My new parents were swapping me out for my golden-child sister, Brielle. I was being sold as a human sacrifice to appease the Iron Wraiths, a notorious motorcycle club led by a ruthless, disfigured president. My "brother" Sean had kicked me so hard my ribs snapped, while my parents watched coldly. Brielle pretended to cry while secretly gloating, eventually gifting me a box of shredded maid's rags to humiliate me before I was sent to the wolves. In my past life as an underground trauma surgeon, I had read the biker gang's federal file. They were apex predators, and this arrangement was supposed to be a brutal death sentence. "And don't do anything to embarrass this family further. Brielle has already sacrificed her reputation because of this mess. The least you can do is make yourself useful to those animals." The original Annelise died terrified and broken, starved in an attic while her family wore Prada. They expected me to go quietly, to be the perfect, silent punching bag and bleed out in the desert just to save their precious reputation. But they didn't realize the terrified girl was gone. Before the bikers arrived, I dragged my battered body to my "father's" desk, forced him to sever our legal ties, and extorted a $2.5 million payout. When the towering bikers finally came to collect their property, I walked out with my head held high, ready to conquer this lawless wasteland./1/106348/coverorgin.jpg?v=cfdd85cd68ef29c4dbcae8a2558e38f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
