Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Marrying The Crippled Billionaire For Revenge
I was the top trauma surgeon at the city’s busiest hospital until my family decided I was nothing more than a disposal fee. I stood in my father’s mahogany-lined study, staring at a two-hundred-thousand-dollar check that was meant to buy my silence and my dignity. "Sign the confession, Aurelia," my father demanded, the silver cigar cutter snapping with a violent finality. They wanted me to take the fall for a medical error I never committed, all to protect my sister Dominique’s image before her high-profile merger with the Blackburn family. When I refused to sign my life away, the betrayal turned lethal. My sister planted a priceless sapphire heirloom in my bag and called the security team to search me in front of my ex-fiancé. My mother watched with cold indifference as I was branded a thief, and my father threatened to pull the plug on my grandmother’s nursing home payments by noon if I didn't vanish. I was thrown out into a freezing rainstorm with a revoked medical license, a battered suitcase, and exactly forty-two dollars to my name. Even the man I once loved looked at me with pity, believing I had stooped to grand larceny because I was jealous of my sister’s success. I stood at a bus stop, shivering and broken, wondering how my own blood could trade my truth for a corporate PR stunt. They had taken my career, my home, and my reputation, leaving me with nothing but the clothes on my back and a burning need for justice. Desperate to protect my grandmother, I sought out the one man they all feared: Avery Blackburn, the "monster" CEO rumored to be a brain-damaged vegetable. But the man I found in the shadows of the VIP wing wasn't a victim; he was a wolf waiting for the right moment to strike. "I need a shield, and you need a wife," he rasped, sliding a titanium card across the desk. I didn't hesitate to sign the marriage certificate. The Blanchards think they’ve discarded a liability, but they’re about to find out what happens when you give a desperate surgeon a billionaire’s scalpel./0/51913/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f5d6355b518198c324c660348a4ae57&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Second Chance With My Tycoon Wife
Erik, three years into his marriage, scarcely spared Stephanie a glance. She harbored hopes of rekindling their love, but Erik's intentions darkened towards her very life. Stephanie, entangled in the complexities of love, found her desire for it fading. When Erik unexpectedly encountered Stephanie once more, he was unprepared to find her transformed into the world's wealthiest woman. "Miss Gilbert, how did you achieve such success at a young age?" someone asked. Her reply was sharp. "Avoid men; they're nothing but trouble." The next day, the paparazzi shadowing Stephanie were stunned to see Erik Palmer, notorious for his cold nature, eagerly joining their throng. "Miss Gilbert, I have a proposition for you," Erik declared. "What's on your mind?" Stephanie asked, her curiosity piqued. "Let's think about getting remarried," he suggested./0/99157/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106220720&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Jilted Bride To Ruthless Queen
On the ninety-ninth time I tried to marry the man I'd loved for twenty-five years, he stood me up at the altar. I went to the courthouse to marry a stranger out of spite, only to find out I was already married. My fiancé, Alexander, had forged the papers, wedding me to his driver to appease his mistress. But his betrayal was more than just a lie. He locked me in a hospital morgue, forced me to kneel before her, and stood by as she had me stabbed and thrown off a cliff. As I lay bleeding at the bottom of a ravine, I finally understood that our twenty-five years of love meant nothing. I was just an obstacle to be discarded. But as I was about to die, a helicopter descended from the sky. The man who came down was Case Dyer-my legal husband and Alexander's biggest rival. He saved my life, and I made a new vow. I would fake my death, return as a queen, and burn Alexander's world to the ground./0/85860/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106210939&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Fall From Perfect Love
The acceptance letter to my dream university felt heavy in my hands, a tangible symbol of not just my future, but the perfect life I was building with Lucas Reed. Then, everything shattered; drugs, a blurry night, and the horrifying realization that I had been violated, photos and videos spread like wildfire across every platform. My scholarship vanished, university admission rescinded, and my world crumbled as the public shame led to my father's fatal heart attack and my mother's desperate jump from the library roof-all because of Lucas's twisted revenge. How could the boy I loved, who claimed to love me, orchestrate such a monstrous plot? Four years later, encountering Lucas on a dirty street corner while barely surviving, an insidious plan began to brew, turning my survival into a calculated weapon for absolute destruction./1/114488/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260429183357&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, My Betrayer: Now I Shine
My life was a constant calculation of cents, a future sacrificed for Nathan's endless, failing business debts. I stood in the freezing discount supermarket, weighing two packages of ground turkey, my medical school dreams sixty days past due. Then, a diamond necklace, shaped exactly like the starburst I designed, caught the light around a woman's neck, just before she purred, "Nathan, you are such a bad man." The ground turkey slipped from my numb fingers, hitting the dirty floor with a wet thud. Only last night, Nathan sat at our wobbly kitchen table, eating instant ramen, complaining about server costs. Now, his "strict landlord" Mr. Miller was chauffeuring this wealthy woman, Sloan, in a Rolls Royce. My entire existence for the past five years, a meticulously built lie, crashed down around me. I zoomed in on Sloan’s social media, my eyes burning as I saw the tiny "N" engraved on the starburst pendant. My body went numb, the crushing sadness replaced by a terrifying, absolute void. This wasn't some bankrupt loser; this was a monster who had swallowed me whole. I texted my old college roommate, Maya, with a single, chilling command: "Tear his life down to the studs. I want to see his true face."/1/102286/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260107112912&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Deafened By His Hateful Words
For eight years, I gave up my family fortune and my hearing to help my boyfriend, Emiliano Reed, become a rock star. I was his muse, his guardian angel, the silent partner in his success. Then, a miracle happened: my hearing returned. Just in time to catch him with a college student, and hear him call me a "burden" and a "charity case." The betrayal didn't end there. When his new girl wrecked the vintage car my late father gave me, I confronted her at the police station. Emiliano rushed in, not to defend me, but to protect her. He shoved me so hard I hit the floor, and the world went silent again. My hearing was gone, for a second time, because of him. "Are you deaf?" he roared at me, furious that I wouldn't just forgive him. "I gave you everything! It was exhausting, suffocating!" I looked at the man I had sacrificed everything for, the man who had just destroyed me all over again. He had no idea I'd heard every single, hateful word. "No, Emiliano," I said, my voice clear and steady. "The question is, are you deaf? Or are you just a coward?"/1/101191/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251215160534&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revenge on My Ex-Husband After Three Years
In the third year of my marriage to Wilbur, my family's business collapsed overnight. He threw the divorce papers in my face, his gaze cold and dismissive. "A useless spendthrift like you has no right to be my wife anymore." His friends laughed heartily beside him, "Wilbur, you finally got rid of that burden." Without a word, I signed the papers, left with nothing, and disappeared without a trace from their lives. Everyone believed I loved him to the point of self-deprecation, that I couldn't live without him, and would certainly wait for him to change his mind. Three years later, I returned home as the representative of a mysterious consortium, suddenly becoming the largest shareholder in his company. At the victory banquet, he cornered me, wearing a confident smile. "Have you finished playing your games? You caused such a stir just to make me regret it, didn't you? Fine, you win. Now, come home with me." I stood confidently beside the true heir of the consortium, my smile radiant. "The first lesson you taught me was that unworthy things should be left behind."/1/114019/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260423154005&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lie Behind My Happy Marriage
A suggestive iMessage on the family iPad was the first crack in my perfect life. I thought my teenage son was in trouble, but anonymous Reddit users pointed out the chilling truth. The message wasn't for him. It was for my husband of twenty years, Anthony. The betrayal became a conspiracy when I overheard them talking. They were laughing about his affair with my son's "cool" school counselor. "She's just so... boring, Dad," my son said. "Why don't you just leave Mom and be with her?" My son didn't just know; he was rooting for my replacement. My perfect family was a lie, and I was the punchline. Then, a message from a lawyer on Reddit lit a fire in the wreckage of my heart. "Gather proof. Then burn his entire world to the ground." My fingers were steady as I typed back. "Tell me how."/0/67088/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250115110940&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./0/42371/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230714184757&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hypocrite world by Author Abdulazeez
"The Hypocrite World" is a captivating and thought-provoking story that unravels the layers of a society steeped in hypocrisy. It delves into the depths of deception, exploring the consequences of living in a world where appearances are valued more than authenticity. Set in the fictional city of Veridion, the story follows the journey of Evelyn Grant, a fearless journalist who becomes disillusioned with the prevailing hypocrisy in society. As she delves deeper into her investigations, she uncovers a vast network of deceit, where individuals and institutions thrive on maintaining a facade of righteousness while engaging in corrupt practices behind closed doors. Evelyn's path intertwines with a group of like-minded individuals known as The Luminaries, each with their unique expertise and personal motivations. Together, they form a united front against the hypocrisy that plagues Veridion. As they navigate the treacherous landscape of power, manipulation, and hidden agendas, they uncover shocking truths that challenge the very fabric of their world. "The Hypocrite World" explores themes of power, morality, and the consequences of living in a society governed by appearances. It raises pertinent questions about the nature of authenticity and the role of individuals in challenging the status quo. Through the characters' personal journeys, readers are confronted with the complexities of integrity, the struggle between personal gain and ethical responsibility, and the inherent desire for a more just and genuine world. As the story unfolds, readers are immersed in a richly detailed world, where opulent façades mask dark secrets, and alliances are forged in the pursuit of truth. The narrative weaves together gripping suspense, intricate plot twists, and emotional depth to captivate and engage readers from beginning to end. "The Hypocrite World" serves as a poignant commentary on the hypocrisy that exists in our own societies, urging readers to question the narratives presented to them and to challenge the prevailing structures that perpetuate deceit and inequality. It is a story that sparks introspection, provokes conversations, and inspires individuals to embrace their own authenticity while working towards a more transparent and just world./0/81324/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106195231&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Teacher Reborn
My alarm buzzed at 6:00 AM on a Saturday, a day that, in my previous life, had marked my brutal end. I was Sarah Miller, an idealistic AP History teacher who poured her soul into ungrateful students, but that version of me was buried under crushing betrayal. The memory was a raw wound: my star student, Ethan Vance, and the school's perpetually problematic queen bee, Jessi King, conspired to murder me after I urged them to take responsibility for their SATs. They meticulously staged my death as a suicide, claiming I succumbed to guilt after Jessi "missed" her crucial exam due to my harsh insistence on timing. Jessi, the manipulative mastermind, then became a media darling, showered with sympathy and a full scholarship, while my parents, honest and respected figures on the School Board, were relentlessly cyberbullied by her lies. Within a year, they died heartbroken, their spotless reputations in tatters, a consequence I painfully witnessed from a horrifying space between lives. The profound injustice burned as I heard Jessi's cold, clear voice gloating, "She and her parents got what they deserved. Now I get what I deserve." But then, a jolt, and I was back: 6:01 AM, the same Saturday, the same familiar scent of coffee and sliver of sunlight. This time, Sarah Miller was not the naive martyr; she was a woman reborn, cold, calculating, and armed with every chilling detail of their treachery. With a prestigious PhD and a guaranteed job offer from an international school in Geneva safely secured, my priority was no longer their future, but my and my parents' escape from their toxic world. This time, I would watch them sow their own destruction, because the idealistic fool was gone, replaced by someone who would ensure Jessi King got exactly what she deserved./1/115271/coverorgin.jpg?v=2ccb825b0f307cca862f07d80d6c2253&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Dead Lover In A New Body
Imogen Montgomery was the perfect billionaire heiress, deeply in love and ready to marry her fiancé, Clark Ellis. That all ended the night her cousin Kathleen ripped the sapphire pendant from her neck and pushed her into a pool of toxic chemicals to die. Two years later, Imogen's eyes snapped open. But she didn't wake up in a hospital. She woke up tied to a stained mattress, trapped in the battered body of Briana, a teenage girl from the slums who had just been sold to a local trafficker. After violently fighting her way out of a cheap motel, she discovered the horrifying truth. Kathleen had taken over the Montgomery Group. She had locked Imogen's grieving parents away in a psychiatric facility as prisoners. And worst of all, Kathleen was now flaunting her stolen wealth online, preparing to marry Clark. A wave of pure, white-hot rage boiled in her blood. Kathleen had murdered her, stolen her family, and was playing the perfect grieving cousin. How was she supposed to fight back? She was just a runaway nobody now. If she tried to expose the truth, Kathleen's security would shoot her dead in the street. She needed a weapon. She needed a shield. She needed the one man Kathleen feared. Covered in mud and blood, Briana intercepted Clark's car in the freezing rain. She was going to infiltrate his home as his vulgar, unhinged fake mistress, and she would drag Kathleen straight down to hell./0/99158/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d5210fa3e4d230d740193c7556afec2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Neglected Wife's Spectacular Comeback
My best friend is pregnant with my husband's child. An hour ago, she stood in my living room, holding a positive pregnancy test and a grainy ultrasound photo that felt like a death sentence to my world. But the true nightmare began when my mother-in-law swept in, praised my friend for "doing the family a great service," and moved her into our home to care for the "Patton heir." My husband, the man who swore my infertility didn't matter, called her a mere "vessel" for our family. He then orchestrated an "accident" that shattered my hand, ending my career as a cardiothoracic surgeon. He didn't stop there. He sacrificed my father's life-saving heart transplant for my friend's brother and left me for dead in a landfill when I discovered the truth. I was a brilliant surgeon who could hold a life in my hands, yet I was blind to the fact that my own life was being systematically destroyed by the two people I trusted most. After faking my death and disappearing for two years, I've built a new life, a new face, and a new love. But now, he's found me. And this time, he's not just trying to control me-he's trying to bury me./0/80542/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106193759&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife Who Rose From Ruin
I was living the dream, pregnant with our first child. My husband, Ethan, a successful music executive, was my world. Our apartment was a nest of shared hopes, ready for our baby’s first check-up. Then, just before the appointment, Ethan blew me off for his "childhood friend," a faded pop star, calling her 'emergency' paramount. Hours later, alone on a grimy city street after a fall, I miscarried. My desperate calls to him went unanswered. I woke up in a hospital bed, our baby gone. A notification confirmed my nightmare: Tiffany, glowing, intimately posed with Ethan, who’d dropped $500k on her song—a song built on my stolen melody. Their affair openly continued. Ethan demeaned me, locked me in dark rooms, even shoving me towards a snarling dog to protect her. He remained oblivious to the miscarriage, dismissing my every hurt as "hormonal drama" or "jealousy." How could the man who swore a lifetime of love destroy me so utterly, protecting his "muse" over his wife, over our lost child? My very being screamed for answers. When he demanded I promote Tiffany's stolen work, something snapped. I left the hospital, delivered the miscarriage report, and vanished. Tiffany won that round, but she ignited a fire. Nashville awaited, and with it, a plan. She had no idea the fury she’d unleashed, or the true power of a lullaby./0/81950/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106200002&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wife, The Narcissist CEO
I just closed a fifty-million-dollar deal for Innovatech Solutions, the company I co-founded with my wife, Jess. My team, the Trailblazers, cheered as Jess, our CEO, hugged me, promising a "really special bonus." That bonus was a crudely drawn Sharpie watch on my wrist and a flimsy "next year" promise. Later, my blood froze seeing Liam Walker, her incompetent "Executive Assistant," beaming with keys to a company-leased Porsche, courtesy of Jess. His Instagram: "Real love means exclusive pampering. #BestBoss." Humiliation burned as Jess frantically spun excuses, then offered me the baby I' d always wanted if I' d "unlike" the post. When I refused, she retaliated, punishing my loyal team while Liam' s cronies went untouched. "You'll get over it," she snapped, hanging up. The Porsche was just the latest, undeniable symbol of her two-faced hypocrisy and a years-long affair. My love for the woman I married had completely evaporated, replaced by a profound, weary exhaustion. I was done enabling her narcissism, done absorbing her endless betrayals. "Let's just get a divorce," I told her, my voice flat and final. Then, I called Innovatech' s biggest competitor, ready to secure not just my future, but my entire team's, forcing her to finally face the consequences./1/114489/coverorgin.jpg?v=a935a956ac9fca5f5599ec26e9b9e805&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hidden Phone Shattered My World
Ellen had spent ten years cleaning her husband's home, a quiet devotion to the man who demanded her constant labor. But while vacuuming under their bed, her world shattered with a single, horrifying discovery. Hidden away was a secret phone, revealing a life her husband had built with another woman and child for the past eight years. A decade of devoted homemaking for Adrian in their Los Angeles home was Ellen’s life. While cleaning, she found a hidden compartment and a new iPhone, which she shockingly unlocked. The wallpaper revealed Adrian with a secret family in Austin—a double life since her own pregnancy. Texts detailed a $1.2 million house and lavish expenses for “Angel.” Adrian stirred, forcing Ellen to hide the device. Her son was denied a $200 class, while her $50,000 inheritance funded Adrian’s secret family. Rage replaced her tears. Ellen photographed all incriminating details, hid the phone, and forced a submissive smile. Her quiet devotion was over; her war had just begun./0/40025/coverorgin.jpg?v=f6ca7f3c1fb521949838b99ddd9375c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mistaken Marriage, Unexpected Love
It was a big day for Camilla. She looked forward to marrying her handsome groom. Unfortunately, he abandoned her at the altar. He never showed up throughout the wedding. She was made a laughingstock in front of all the guests. In a fit of rage, she went and slept with a strange man on her wedding night. It was supposed to be a one-night stand. To her dismay, the man refused to let her be. He pestered her like she had stolen his heart on that night. Camilla didn't know what to do. Should she give him a chance? Or just stay away from men?/0/79760/coverorgin.jpg?v=d5d698d703a2208f597d93d044cd80d1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loved as a Possession, Ruined as a Pawn
As an architect, Ethan Miller thought dispatching Julian Vance, his heiress wife Tori's latest amusement, overseas would finally bring him peace. Instead, Tori’s savage retaliation struck: a chilling video call revealing auditors in his innocent parents' Brooklyn home, a ruthless digital clock ticking down to their utter financial ruin. Forced to reveal Julian's fake location, Ethan raced against time, frantic and desperate, to save his family's livelihood, witnessing his retired firefighter father suffer a stress-induced heart attack, a direct consequence of Tori's casual cruelty. The woman he'd once loved, who'd put on grand spectacles of affection, revealed her true self: a possessive monster who saw everyone, including him, as mere "entertainment." But as his father recovered, a forgotten prenup emerged with an iron-clad escape clause, prompting Ethan to meticulously gather evidence against Tori, plotting his ghost-like disappearance from her toxic empire, ready to reclaim his life and protect his family, no matter the cost./0/82263/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106200140&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Vow He Broke
I was pregnant, happily married to Julian Vance, a successful tech mogul. I believed we had the picturesque life, our future unfolding perfectly before us. Then, the words hit me like a physical blow, broadcast live from our building lobby. Julian, my loving husband, announced on TV that Liv Cartwright's child was his, shamefully implying our unborn baby was the byproduct of a violent robbery. My world shattered. Julian callously dismissed my heartbreak, choosing to sacrifice me and our child for Liv' s supposed vulnerability. Liv moved into our penthouse, systematically turning my existence into a living hell, her manipulations and humiliations an unending torment. He blindly believed every one of her lies, even when she physically assaulted me and then twisted the narrative, leaving me injured and abandoned. Drowning in an abyss of disgrace, I secretly ended my pregnancy. How could he be so utterly blind? How could the man I loved betray me so profoundly, abandoning our sacred bond for a calculating, deceitful woman? The searing injustice festered, transforming my grief into a cold, burning rage. But I wouldn't allow myself to be a silent casualty. He thought he could escape the wreckage he created? I would ensure he paid for every single lie, starting with an unforgettable delivery at his precious Liv' s lavish baby shower. It was time for him to face the truth./1/103382/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106223210&imageMogr2/format/webp)
