Modern Books for Women
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When The Contract Ends
For five years, I was Liam Walker, a hired husband and father in a grand mansion, my very existence hanging on Victoria Sterling' s whims and my sick mother' s need for life-saving treatment. My days were a relentless cycle of enduring Chloe, Victoria's ten-year-old daughter, who saw me as an intruder and a perpetual punching bag for her grief, often turning physical. Then came the car crash, and as the world exploded around us, I watched Victoria tend to her late husband's handsome lookalike, Julian, leaving me, her 'husband,' slumped and bleeding in the wreckage. At the hospital, I heard Victoria coldly prioritize Julian' s life, and Chloe whisper, 'Let him die, Mommy. Then Julian can be my new daddy for real.' My agony deepened when Victoria, in a chilling display of power, ordered my other hand broken, the one I played guitar with, all while Julian reveled in her affections and poisoned Chloe' s mind with lies about me. What was I really to them? A ghost, a prop, a punching bag, meticulously broken down and discarded, with no worth beyond my fleeting utility. But as my body healed, a quiet fury hardened my resolve. My contract was almost up, and this time, no amount of money or manipulation would stop me. I would escape, take my mother, and build a life free from their toxic grasp, a life so genuinely happy, their future remorse would be utterly meaningless./1/103388/coverorgin.jpg?v=1ae7ce2080d0860912c2a84471300161&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Haunted By The Wife He Lost
My husband, Jacob, swore to be my shield after my family's empire collapsed and I survived a fifteen-day kidnapping hell. I saw him as my savior, loving him with a desperation born from trauma. Then his intern, Ema, entered our lives. When I became pregnant, he used her lies to call me "tainted" from my past and demanded I abort our child, the shock causing me to miscarry. The final blow came during an explosion at our training grounds. He shoved me aside to shield Ema with his body. "She's carrying my child," he said, his voice like ice. "You're expendable." He left me to burn, promising a rescue team he never intended to send. But he didn't know about the secret escape route, or my brother's plan. I faked my death, letting him find my "body" in the morgue. He thought he had created a ghost. Now, he's about to find out you can't catch one when she's already free./0/83677/coverorgin.jpg?v=f27bc1bd5a95490c3e93ff6d55a42450&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price of Humiliation: Ava's Return
I was eight months pregnant, standing frozen at a street festival when the ground shook violently. A piece of scaffolding broke loose, tumbling straight towards me. My fiancé, Liam, was just feet away, but he lunged, not for me, but for his young intern, Chloe, shielding her from the debris. I watched him go, then felt a sharp, blinding pain and a warm gush as my water broke. His eyes found me then, twisted not with fear, but with disgust, as he muttered, "That's so embarrassing!" before pulling Chloe away, leaving me to collapse on the pavement. Seven days later, I was discharged from the hospital; the baby was gone. Back home, I opened a package meant for Chloe, inside was a positive pregnancy test; two different stories, one of life, one of death. Liam acted annoyed by my absence, reeking of cheap perfume and sporting Chloe' s lipstick on his collar. He offered a vile apology: he left me because it "would have been humiliating" for him if people saw his fiancée "pissing herself in public." He thought I'd wet myself from fear, not from a devastating injury. His phone buzzed with Chloe's custom ringtone, her giggling voice, "Boss, you have a call!" Then I saw Chloe's Instagram picture from his office, her legs on his desk, captioned: "I just love making the boss smile. Wonder what he'd do if I ever left?" Liam had already liked it, replying, "Don't you dare! He'd have to track you down and handcuff you to your desk!" They were mocking me, celebrating my pain. My hand trembled, but my voice was steady as I dialed our wedding venue to cancel everything. I packed my last bag, leaving the life I thought I had behind. I' m done being his architect, his model, his forgotten fiancée. This time, I' m building my own empire./0/88683/coverorgin.jpg?v=8e0705011ff19cbfbfa2fb9ab382fd21&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reclaiming My Stolen Life
I woke up after five years in a coma, a miracle, the doctors said. The last thing I remembered was pushing my husband, Derek, out of the way of an oncoming truck. I saved him. But a week later, at the county clerk's office, I discovered a death certificate filed two years ago. My parents' names were on it. And then, Derek's signature. My husband, the man I saved, had declared me dead. Shock turned to a hollow numbness. I returned to our home, only to find Anjelica Hardin, the woman who caused the crash, living there. She kissed Derek, casually, familiarly. My son, Errol, called her "Mommy." My parents, Alva and Glyn, defended her, saying she was "one of the family now." They wanted me to forgive, to forget, to understand. They wanted me to share my husband, my son, my life, with the woman who had stolen it all. My own son, the child I had carried and loved, screamed, "I want her to go away! Go away! That's my mommy!" pointing at Anjelica. I was an outsider, a ghost haunting their happy new life. My awakening wasn't a miracle; it was an inconvenience. I had lost everything: my husband, my child, my parents, my very identity. But then, a call from Zurich. A new identity. A new life. Catherine Anderson was dead. And I would live only for myself./0/92594/coverorgin.jpg?v=1fc92ab743efa32c9745fb88340b7d1b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unshackled: A Hacker's Retribution
On the night of her twenty-sixth birthday, Eliana Walker pushed her wheelchair through bar after bar, scouring every club in sight. It wasn't until she received a call from the police station that her search for Lucien Lane came to an end. "Is this Ms. Walker? Mr. Lane got drunk and started a fight. We need you to come down here." After hanging up, Eliana rubbed warmth into her stiff fingers, unsure whether to feel relief or sorrow. Before dawn, she finally reached the police station, just in time to see Lucien erupting in fury, "Who the hell told you to call her? Sure, she saved my life-but those useless crippled legs have shackled me for ten damn years! If she weren't Ethan's sister, I would've thrown a few million at her to be done with it long ago!" Shards from the shattered bottle sprayed through the air, one slashing across Eliana's face. Her face was slick with wetness-she couldn't tell if it was blood or tears. With trembling hands, Eliana dialed a number. She drew in a deep breath, her voice resolute, "Send out the message worldwide, the Anonymous hacker alliance will no longer offer any support to Lucien Lane's company. If any hackers want to test the strength of Lane Corporation's firewall, be my guest."/0/83990/coverorgin.jpg?v=5346c67fa5a3107f92d167f6f01b11b7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Became a Lie
The biting Appalachian cold bit at Ethan as he siphoned gas from an old man's truck, a desperate act to get medicine for his feverish girlfriend, Jocelyn. He risked everything, driven by love and a sense of duty, even enduring public humiliation and losing a priceless family heirloom when caught. But as he stumbled back to the volunteer house, shattered by the day's events, he heard laughter from inside. "Did he really fall for it?" Jocelyn's voice, sickly sweet and mocking, echoed, followed by Caleb's gleeful confirmation about their "game." His sickness, his humiliation, his love – it was all a cruel bet, a series of pranks to win Caleb back. The world collapsed. The girl he' d risked everything for had orchestrated his downfall, twisting his concern into a weapon against him. His heart, once filled with genuine care, curdled into a cold, hard knot of disbelief and betrayal. How could someone he loved so deeply be capable of such calculated cruelty? What kind of monster plays with another's trust and life just for a twisted game of revenge? He wouldn't just leave. He wouldn't just suffer. With a quiet, steely resolve that replaced every ounce of his former pain, a new plan formed in his mind. He would turn their cruel game on its head./0/64592/coverorgin.jpg?v=909101fcb2beac83b2b6bc4f3148a69f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Retribution
Locked away in a cold, unforgiving mental hospital, Selina was branded as crazy by those who should have protected her. Betrayed by her father and tormented by her peers, her years of captivity have only fueled her desire for vengeance. Now, with a daring escape behind her, Selina is back, and she's not the same innocent girl they once knew. In a city that once turned a blind eye, secrets will be exposed and justice will be served-her way./1/100729/coverorgin.jpg?v=e04aaf59b80ff21407366df28b97ab87&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's Betrayal, Fortune's Irony
I gave up my art scholarship to put my boyfriend, Armand, through law school. I worked three jobs and even took a knife for him, believing his promise that we would build an empire together. But the day he became a star lawyer, I found him kissing his client, Cassandra, in the snow. The shock caused a miscarriage. When I tried to end my life, he brought his mistress to my hospital bed to call me a lunatic. He then used my family to blackmail me, forcing me to play the perfect wife while he flaunted his affair. For years, I was his broken trophy, a testament to his power. He had the career I funded, the woman he chose, and complete control over my life. But on the night his mistress held me at knifepoint on a skyscraper rooftop, she didn't kill me. She turned and plunged the knife into Armand's chest instead. And as his legal wife, I inherited everything./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?/1/110741/coverorgin.jpg?v=1ee5f421de55fea48e27f378ec6bf9bc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She's The Phantom Goddess The World Is Obsessed With!
Kristina gave Matthew three years of her life after marrying him, staying by his side through every bitter day of his paralysis, every treatment, and every long silent night. She loved him completely, certain one day he would love her back. But when Matthew recovered, the woman in his heart returned, and Kristina became disposable. The world sneered that an orphan like her had only married for money. Then the truth came out: she was the doctor he had searched for, a famous designer, a phantom racer, and the woman behind an empire. By the time Matthew regretted losing her and begging for a second chance, his uncle was already at her side. "Sorry. She's my wife now."/0/22667/coverorgin.jpg?v=44bbffbc14d672b18a1bd9fab329e105&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Forbidden Lust: A Night With My Husband's Father
Joanna was sabotaged by her sister and ended up in a stranger’s bed. Despised by her boyfriend and pressured by her family, she was forced to marry a wealthy scoundrel, Rhys. Rhys’ young adoptive father was the richest man in town, but was also said to be violent. Everyone thought Joanna was doomed, but Owen favored her and condemned her bullies. Joanna secretly loved Owen, but after a night of passion, he began to withdraw from her. Heartbroken, she entertained other men. She was on a date when Owen suddenly barged in. "You said you loved me!" Joanna smirked. "Too late. You’ll have to get in line."/0/71632/coverorgin.jpg?v=2191d9a20d89d1f506603be5ede86deb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Legacy of Moon and Blood
Do you dare to step into a world where forbidden love, blood, and the full moon dictate fate? Laura, marked by tragedy and protected by a silver bracelet, discovers that her lineage hides a secret that could change everything. The daughter of an impossible love between a human and a werewolf, Laura will be forced to choose between her humanity and the wild call of her true nature. With the help of Xaqui, the mysterious son of the alpha, she must face ancient betrayals, a war between humans and werewolves, and a truth that will unleash the power flowing through her blood. The moon lights her path, but danger lurks in every shadow. Discover whether Laura will be able to break the cycle of hatred or if the world will fear her for what she is destined to become./1/116373/coverorgin.jpg?v=65e3ac760d407dfe90893f575eacb7f8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forced Marriage To The Possessive Tycoon
My cousin and my ex-fiancé drugged me and locked me in a luxury hotel room with a stranger. Two weeks later, I sat on my worn mattress, staring at the two pink lines on a pregnancy test. Suddenly, my front door was violently kicked off its hinges. Axel Sterling, a ruthless billionaire, stepped through the shattered wood. He threw surveillance photos at my feet, accusing me of being a calculating gold digger who set him up. "You have twenty-four hours to terminate it, or I will end you both myself." He dragged me to a private clinic and forced me onto a cold examination table. His grandmother intervened just in time, forcing him to marry me to protect the family bloodline. But my nightmare only deepened. Axel locked me in his sprawling estate, treating me like a prisoner and a temporary incubator. His wealthy relatives bullied me daily, mocking the horrific chemical burns on my face and trying to scald me with boiling food. I was an innocent victim, yet I was trapped with a husband who threatened to throw me in the river and a family that treated me like a repulsive monster. But none of them knew my real face. In the dead of night, I locked my bathroom door and peeled off the silicone burn prosthetic to reveal my flawless skin. I pulled out an encrypted burner phone and checked my hidden offshore bank accounts. I would play the weak, disfigured victim for now, because I was going to use the Sterling family's immense power to completely destroy everyone who framed me./1/110585/coverorgin.jpg?v=eee99a3eea1a64864e4f5fbb1418a1a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed By My Billionaire Stepbrothers
They say you can't have it all. I'm about to prove them wrong-or destroy myself trying. When my struggling mother married billionaire Richard Stone, I thought I was gaining a family. Instead, I found three stepbrothers who became my obsession, my downfall, and my salvation. Dominic, the eldest, cold and commanding, who kisses me like he's claiming his kingdom and looks at me like I'm the only thing he can't control. Julian, the charming playboy who hides a vulnerable soul beneath his perfect smile, making me feel like I'm the only woman he's ever truly seen. Asher, the brooding artist who paints me like I'm his muse and touches me like I'm his masterpiece, seeing parts of my soul I didn't know existed. They're forbidden. They're dangerous. They're everything I shouldn't want. But when I discover my father didn't die by suicide that he was murdered by the very man who now calls himself my stepfather, these three powerful men becomes my unlikely allies. First it was a forbidden attraction, now it's an arrangement that defies every rule. The rules are simple: I'll give each of them a chance. I'll take everything they offer. And in the end, I'll have to make the hardest decision of my life: Choose one of them. Choose all of them. Or choose myself./0/93377/coverorgin.jpg?v=40d6324ba518798edf1b32f54becc73a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Husband's Perfect Deception
For five years, my life was perfect. I was the political genius who put my father on a path to the White House. My charming husband, Christian, adored me. It was all a meticulously crafted lie. His ex-fiancée, Isabelle, the one they told me died in a car crash? She wasn't dead. I found her living in a secluded estate with my husband and their four-year-old son. My own father was funding their secret life. My entire family was in on it. Then I found the video. My father, my stepmother, and Christian, all planning my character assassination. "We paint her as emotionally volatile, a liability," my father said. "We discredit her before she can discredit us." They weren't just hiding a secret. They were prepared to destroy me to protect it. The family I thought was my anchor was my prison, and the man I loved was my warden. The idealistic girl who craved her father's approval died right there. She was replaced by a cold, precise fury. I copied their entire secret life onto an encrypted flash drive. I built their dynasty. And now, I was going to be the one to burn it to ash./0/18131/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ada32163587d4738dcdb378c9333e14&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Crestfallen
"Stop being so scary, it's not attractive." "Yeah, okay, whatever you have to tell yourself." ---------- Casey Hall is a simple girl, leading a simple life. That is until Jeremy Storm takes an interest in her dimples, button nose, and 'cute ass'. Jeremy Storm is the type of guy that girl's like Casey Hall don't talk to. He's popular, athletic, and honestly too attractive to be real. When Casey's and Jeremy's paths cross because of the locker room pact, their lives become intertwined and they're both in for one hell of a ride. ----------- "The locker room list shall never be told to any female, otherwise every male in this holy room will have to deny the truth and shame the traitor." "Yeah, yeah, and cut off your testicles or whatever, just don't do it."/1/114027/coverorgin.jpg?v=398114b2a7bed8fb5c13d15c0abc3a61&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Heiress: A Storm Awakened Within
I was the long-lost Donovan heiress, finally brought home after a childhood in foster care. My parents adored me, my husband cherished me, and the woman who tried to ruin my life, Kiera Reese, was locked away in a mental facility. I was safe. I was loved. On my birthday, I decided to surprise my husband, Ivan, at his office. But he wasn't there. I found him at a private art gallery across town. He was with Kiera. She wasn't in a facility. She was radiant, laughing as she stood beside my husband and their five-year-old son. I watched through the glass as Ivan kissed her, a familiar, loving gesture he’d used with me just that morning. I crept closer and overheard them. My birthday wish to go to the amusement park had been denied because he’d already promised the entire park to their son—whose birthday was the same day as mine. "She’s so grateful to have a family, she’d believe anything we tell her," Ivan said, his voice laced with a cruelty that stole my breath. "It's almost sad." My entire reality—my loving parents who funded this secret life, my devoted husband—was a five-year lie. I was just the fool they kept on stage. My phone buzzed. It was a text from Ivan, sent while he stood with his real family. "Just got out of the meeting. So exhausting. I miss you." The casual lie was the final blow. They thought I was a pathetic, grateful orphan they could control. They were about to find out just how wrong they were./1/114340/coverorgin.jpg?v=c1a2fc5c0ecdd4342074c81fd93ee701&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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