Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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His Unwanted Wife, The Tycoon's Unforgettable Obsession
On the day Vivian got the report confirming her husband's cancer, he handed her divorce papers. Everyone thought Vivian was the dying one, and her mother-in-law sneered, "Why waste money if you won't live?" Her husband declared sharply, "She's pregnant. We're done." But the day Vivian signed the divorce, she married a ruthless, untouchable tycoon. As her hidden identities surfaced, he realized she was the woman he had wanted. While the tycoon became obsessed with her, her ex and his family drowned in regret. Vivian only smiled. "You told me to give up treatment? Funny. You're the one who's sick."/1/121201/coverorgin.jpg?v=36a08708aa37697345010ae12ee7ffd7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
One Night With The Devil, No Way Out
After trusting the wrong man in her previous life, Justine watched her adopted sister and fiancé steal her family's fortune and destroy everyone she loved. Reborn with a second chance, she changed everything, starting by spending one night with the town's most feared man. She publicly tore up her engagement, exposed her adopted sister's stolen achievements, and crushed every enemy who had ruined her life. But just as revenge was within reach, the powerful man she thought was a mistake trapped her against the wall. "You think you can run after sleeping with me? You're mine for life!"/1/117755/coverorgin.jpg?v=c069836a352c897cf7c900094fff850b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Bride: Four Extraordinary Fiancés Are Fighting Over Me
Instead of a love story, my second life began with a choice: four fiancés handpicked by my grandfather. One was a conglomerate heir, one a top movie star, one a genius doctor, and one a piano maestro. In my last life, I fell for a gentle mask, then spent thirty years widowed after his staged "accident." Only on my deathbed did he return with my half-sister and their three children. Now, reborn at the choosing banquet, I watched him smirk, certain I'd pick him again. I faced the four powerful men instead. "Whoever destroys that scumbag first gets the first date."/1/110015/coverorgin.jpg?v=864b36cbe26f3b21ce755a59ed6d4fb7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
First Lady Out, Your Majesty In
For three years, Allison played the perfect First Lady in a marriage that never gave her love back. Nolan handed her divorce papers, sneering at her background while his mother mocked her as barren and his pregnant mistress claimed her place. So Allison walked away. On the very day she left him, the royal family reclaimed her as their lost princess. Crown, fortune, power, three terrifying brothers, and a handpicked royal consort now stood at her side. Her eldest brother-the world's most feared arms dealer-pushed a black card across the table. "Go on. Spend whatever you like." Her second brother-the genius doctor-twirled a scalpel between his fingers. "Tell me, sis. How many cuts do the ones who hurt you deserve?" Her third brother-a global martial arts superstar-stormed into her ex-husband's lair. "Who made my sister cry? Time to face the music." When her regretful ex begged for another chance, Allison only smiled. It was too late. She was no longer his wife. She was his worst mistake./1/100495/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b37f96bb8e8fc01c3cd65384722b188&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress' Secret: Ex-Husband, Meet The Real Me
For three years, Deanna endured scorn in a one-sided marriage. When Connor forced her to choose between her career and a divorce, she didn't hesitate-she walked away. Determined to reclaim her birthright, Deanna returned as the brilliant heiress to a medical conglomerate. Her ex and his family begged for another chance, but it was too late. With a tycoon father, a legendary healer mother, a CEO brother who adored her, and a showbiz powerhouse sibling, Deanna's life overflowed with power. Even her arrogant rival, heir to billions, only ever had a soft spot for her./0/60747/coverorgin.jpg?v=85441cfc6097b133c176791bbbcb6ff5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unshackled Brilliance: Catching The CEO's Eye
"Sign the divorce papers and get out!" Leanna got married to pay a debt, but she was betrayed by her husband and shunned by her in-laws. Seeing that her efforts were in vain, she agreed to divorce and claimed her half of the properties. With her purse plump from the settlement, Leanna enjoyed her newfound freedom. The constant harassment from her ex's mistress never fazed her. She took back her identities as top hacker, champion racer, medical professor, and renowned jewelry designer. Then someone discovered her secret. Matthew smiled. "Will you have me as your next husband?"/0/55241/coverorgin.jpg?v=3191b838ee796eccb5500eda41cad7dd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Entangled Hearts: Falling For My Ugly Wife
After a passionate night, Verena left some money and wanted to leave, but was held by her companion. "Isn't it your turn to make me happy?" Verena, always disguising herself as ugly, slept with her fiance's uncle, Darren, in order to escape her engagement with her unfaithful fiance. Darren had respect and admiration. Word of his romantic escapades circulated, some saying they saw him kissing a lady against a wall and others calling it gossip. Who could ever tame Darren's heart? Then, shockingly, Darren was caught bending down to help Verena with her shoes, all to score a kiss from her!/1/103880/coverorgin.jpg?v=82e97897369075687b1c88ea078e2a2b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Tragedy To Triumph: The Bride Who Defied Fate
A car crash robbed the man she loved of his memory, only for him to fall for her cousin. Grieving the loss of her parents, Nicole faced a broken home and an arranged marriage to a man rumored to be cruel, blind, and crippled. The town whispered about her looming misfortune, certain she would crumble. Instead, Nicole stunned them all-an architectural prodigy, tech powerhouse, and medical genius. Her so-called disabled husband revealed himself as a casino king and the wealthiest man in town. Relatives pleaded for mercy, and her ex tried to buy her back, but her husband only scoffed. "Keep dreaming."/0/68536/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3f859d16fc225c56f61a59afc2cc82d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ex-wife Strikes Back: No Love Left For You, Hubby!
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”/1/111637/coverorgin.jpg?v=100affe64c584261e8731610fd306ae5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married to the Tyrant in a Wheelchair
My boyfriend and stepsister murdered me for my inheritance, their celebratory kiss a final insult above my broken body on the rain-slicked concrete of the port. As my soul floated inches from my own face, a tyrant the world knew only as a disfigured cripple, Charles Moses, arrived with a team of soldiers. He ignored my killers, who were now begging for their lives. Instead, he fell to his knees in the mud and blood. He cradled my lifeless head in his hands, and a gut-wrenching sob of pure agony tore from his throat before he carried my body into the black ocean. As the water closed over us, I didn't understand. Why did this monster, a man I had never met, weep for me as if I was his entire world? My eyes snapped open. I was five years in the past, coughing up water in a hospital bed. It was the night my family screamed at me for ruining my stepsister's dress after she'd tried to drown me. When they offered to marry me off to the "crippled monster" Charles Moses to save my perfect stepsister from that fate, I didn't fight them. I smiled and said yes. This time, I would walk straight into the lion's den myself./0/24244/coverorgin.jpg?v=b4285b13625ec9c3d34397a6727e60d5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bye, My Irresistible Love
Three years ago, the Moore family opposed Charles Moore's choice to marry his beloved woman and selected Scarlett Riley as his bride. Charles didn't love her. In fact, he hated her. Not long after they got married, Scarlett received an offer from her dream university and jumped on it. Three years later, Charles's beloved woman fell terribly ill. In order to fulfill her last wish, he called Scarlett back and presented her with a divorce agreement. Scarlett was deeply hurt by Charles's abrupt decision, but she chose to let him go and agreed to sign the divorce papers. However, Charles seemed to delay the process deliberately, leaving Scarlett confused and frustrated. Now, Scarlett was trapped between the consequences of Charles's indecision. Would she be able to break free from him? Would Charles eventually come to his senses and face his true feelings?/1/118358/coverorgin.jpg?v=d2abe3850eae324ffa3d40b4ac815d3e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Reborn Heiress's Vow Of Vengeance
The clerk handed me the pen to sign my marriage certificate. But as the gold nib hovered over the paper, a brutal reality tore through my mind. I remembered how my life ended. My perfect fiancé, Blaine, and my best friend, Jazmin, had murdered me. In a cold hospital room, Blaine's hands—the same ones now resting on my back—had twisted my ventilator tube, suffocating me. Jazmin had stood beside him, smiling like a razor cut, mocking how much I loved him. They were just waiting for me to die so they could swallow my family's three hundred million dollar fortune and steal the tech company I built from scratch. I had adored him for three years, only to die with my lungs burning and my vision fading to black, betrayed by the two people I trusted most. Why was I so blind to their greed? Opening my eyes, I wasn't in a hospital bed. I was back at City Hall, and Blaine was looking at me with that perfectly loving, fake smile. I dropped the pen and knocked my chair over. "Don't touch me!" I screamed, fleeing into the Manhattan traffic. When a billionaire's luxury car hit me on the street, I didn't panic. I saw my perfect alibi. Lying in the VIP hospital ward, surrounded by my powerful family, I looked at Blaine's desperate face and put on the performance of a lifetime. "I don't know you," I whispered, shrinking away in fake terror. In my last life, I was their prey. This time, playing the amnesiac victim, I am going to destroy them./0/53883/coverorgin.jpg?v=f0957afae2488793e84810327f0c3ae4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Flash Marriage To My Mysterious Husband
Sheila had her back against the wall when her family tried to force her to marry an awful old man. In a fit of rage, she hired a gigolo to act as her husband. She thought the gigolo needed money and did this for a living. Little did she know that he was nothing like that. One day, he pulled off his mask and revealed himself to be the world's top magnate. This marked the beginning of their love. He showered her with everything she could ever want. They were happy. However, unexpected circumstances soon posed a threat to their love. Would Sheila and her husband make it through the storm? Find out!/1/120141/coverorgin.jpg?v=71aca9640851f78a1ef9e9fe599d0f14&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Substitute Heiress Leaves For Good
For three years, Eleonore was the perfect, understanding girlfriend to Preston Sterling, supporting the wealthy finance heir through every family crisis and business deal. But at a glamorous rooftop party, she accidentally overheard a conversation that shattered her world. Preston casually confessed to his best friend that he was only using Eleonore as a convenient, comfortable substitute because she looked a bit like his ex-girlfriend, Vanessa, who had just returned to the city. When Vanessa officially appeared, Preston's friends publicly humiliated Eleonore, mocking her as a cheap imitation and a pathetic social climber. Instead of defending the woman who had stood by him, Preston fiercely protected his ex, holding her close while demanding Eleonore apologize to his friends to make the scene go away. Worse still, he later tracked Eleonore down and arrogantly offered to keep her as a secret mistress. He claimed he couldn't abandon his fragile ex right now, but promised to buy Eleonore a new place and whatever she wanted. Three years of quiet devotion were treated as a sordid transaction. She watched him play the noble hero to his ex while treating her like a disposable prop, and felt a chilling, desolate calm replace her heartbreak. Without shedding a single tear, she packed her bags, walked out of their shared apartment forever, and pulled out a long-forgotten marriage alliance proposal. She calmly sent a text to Ford Trevino, the ruthless CEO of a rival billionaire family. "Mr. Trevino, I agree to the engagement."/1/115970/coverorgin.jpg?v=3d91fe752dbe5685da351d9971cf336e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: My Ex-Husband's Ruin
Genevieve was heavily pregnant, holding the legal papers that would transfer her massive family trust fund to her loving husband, Clinton. But as she approached his study, she heard a familiar giggle. Through the cracked door, she saw her cousin Carolynn sitting on his desk, her skirt hiked up, while Clinton smirked and poured bourbon. "Once she signs those papers, we don't need her anymore," Clinton laughed coldly. "The kidnapping is staged for tomorrow. She and the brat disappear permanently." Genevieve gasped, and he spotted her. When she frantically tried to run, her trusted housekeeper blocked the stairs. Clinton dragged her back, beat her mercilessly, and locked her in a freezing, underground cellar. Denied any medical help, she endured agonizing hours of labor alone in the dark, only to deliver a stillborn child. Clinton then walked in, ruthlessly tossed her dead baby's tiny body into a pile of dirty rags, and brutally strangled her. As her lungs burned and the world faded to black, her heart shattered into a million jagged pieces. She had given him everything. How could they be so monstrous as to murder her and her innocent child just for money? Opening her eyes again, the freezing cellar was gone. She was standing in an emerald silk gown at an elite charity gala—the exact night their original kidnapping plot began, a month before she even announced her pregnancy. This time, the naive socialite was dead, and she was going to make them pay in blood./1/106600/coverorgin.jpg?v=a2c310be672e4541c3867b5e69295b7d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Secret Triplets: Mom's Revenge
Six years ago, I was a naive girl sold by my father to the powerful Sanders estate, only to be tossed onto the streets after a brutal assault they labeled "marital infidelity." I fled the country pregnant and broken, hiding from the shadow of a husband I had never even met. Now, I've returned to New York with my triplets to sign the final divorce papers and disappear forever. But Archibald Sanders-the man I was told was a crippled recluse-intercepted us with the cold precision of a predator. He didn't see the woman his family destroyed; he saw a gold-digger who had shamed his name. His security team hunted us to a grimy motel, using tactical force to snatch my children away and drag me to his glass-walled empire. In his office, he loomed over me, demanding a DNA test and threatening to throw me in prison while my babies were lost to the foster system. He was convinced I'd cheated, yet he stared at my sons with a haunting confusion, unable to ignore the stormy blue eyes that were a perfect mirror of his own. I stood there, paralyzed by his scent-the sharp tang of rain and expensive leather that triggered the icy dread of my worst nightmares. How could he accuse me of betrayal when he felt exactly like the monster who had shattered my life in that dark hotel room? "I'll sign anything," I sobbed, "just give me my kids." But the game changed when my five-year-old son hacked the tower's security, holding the skyscraper hostage to save me. In the chaos, a fragile, silent boy-Archibald's secret son-wandered into the room and reached for me as if I were his missing soul. Archibald's face turned to stone as he tore up the agreement and locked the doors. "Until I find out why my son is looking at you like that," he growled, "you aren't going anywhere."/1/114581/coverorgin.jpg?v=100d45b7fd9fe27f4cee57b7ce745c11&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound To The Disabled Apocalyptic Tycoon
Jessie's biological parents brought her back from a Rust Belt wasteland just to force her into marrying a paralyzed heir to save their bankrupt empire. Three years later, when the global doomsday apocalypse hit, her own family shoved her into a swarm of infected corpses. As she was being torn apart by mutated hounds, she was stunned by what she saw. Her fake sister, Harley, was clutching the antique silver necklace she had stolen from Jessie-an heirloom that secretly contained a magical spatial dimension. When the infected swarmed them, her biological mother didn't even look back. "Jessie is just white trash, she is perfectly suited to buy us time to run!" Harley used Jessie's stolen necklace to live in absolute safety and luxury, while Jessie's windpipe was ripped out in the rotting wasteland. Until she died, Jessie didn't understand. She was their true flesh and blood. Why did her parents hate her so much? Why was she sacrificed so easily while the fake daughter got everything? Opening her eyes again, the blinding glare of a crystal chandelier stabbed into her retinas. She was back in the Manhattan penthouse on the exact day they sold her off. This time, Jessie calmly signed the marriage contract, demanded a one hundred million dollar buyout, and walked out to prepare for the apocalypse./1/115263/coverorgin.jpg?v=27b8fa04f7613efb83f46ece5b9e75ad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trading My Ex For His Billionaire Uncle
I spent three years working as my fiancé Cam's shadow analyst, writing his reports and securing his corporate bonuses. But at a company banquet, I opened a lounge door and found him pinning my stepsister Kiley against a sofa. "I'll cancel the engagement," Cam murmured against her neck. "She's just a boring machine." Instead of crying, I dug into his accounts and found he had embezzled five million dollars to buy Kiley a luxury penthouse. When I presented the irrefutable photos and bank statements to my adoptive family, my mother slapped me across the face. She accused me of fabricating the evidence out of jealousy, fiercely protecting her biological daughter while throwing me out into the cold. Cam even tracked me down on the street, raising his fist to beat me just for making his mistress cry. Three years of my devotion were treated like absolute garbage, discarded for a fragile hypocrite. They all thought I was an orphaned nobody who would swallow the humiliation and walk away empty-handed. They didn't know that right after catching them, I had crashed into the chest of the most dangerous man in the room. Hayes Cooper, the King of Wall Street, and Cam's ruthless uncle. Sitting in the back of an Uber, I emailed Hayes a hidden file containing all of Cam's federal crimes. I didn't just want the penthouse back. I wanted my ex in prison, and his Director's chair for myself./1/105550/coverorgin.jpg?v=90956414cd443ea51be6b5cbaa1290a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn Heiress: The Wolf's Vengeance Deal
I lay paralyzed on stiff white sheets, a prisoner in my own skin, listening to the rain lash against the window like nails on a coffin. My father, Elmore Franco, didn't even look at my face as he checked his clipboard. He just listened to the steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor-the only thing proving I was still alive. Without a hint of remorse, he pulled a pen from his pocket and signed the Do Not Resuscitate order. My stepmother, Ophelia, stepped out from behind him, wearing my favorite pearl necklace and smelling of cloying perfume. She leaned close to my ear to whisper the truth that turned my blood to ice. "It was the tea, darling. Just like your mother. A slow, tasteless poison." She chuckled as she revealed that my fiancé, Bryce, had a two-year-old son with my sister, Daniela. My inheritance had been funding their secret life for years, and now that the money was secure, I was an inconvenience they were finally scrubbing away. As my father yanked the power cord from the wall, the beeping died, and the darkness swallowed me whole. I was being murdered by my own flesh and blood, used as a bank account until I was no longer needed. I died in that sterile room, drowning in the realization that every person I ever loved was a monster who had been waiting for me to take my last breath. Then, I gasped. I woke up in a luxury hotel suite surrounded by silk sheets, five years in the past-the very morning of my wedding. Next to me lay Basile Delgado, the "Wolf of Wall Street" and my family's most dangerous enemy. In my first life, I ran from this room in a panic and lost everything. This time, I looked at the man who would eventually destroy my father's empire and decided to join him. "I'm not leaving, Basile. Marry me. Right now. Today."/0/91373/coverorgin.jpg?v=148cd4ab8e6c7da84be0f1c556aa9948&imageMogr2/format/webp)
