Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Eternal Desire: Risking My Heart On My Devilish Savior
Betrayed by her ex, Camila woke bound and dumped on a cursed ship, bloodied and shaken. Dylan cut through the gloom like a flare on open water. "If you want to live, come with me," he said. Gritting her teeth, she forced her body to move and stayed at his heels. After that night, she hovered at his side like a shadow. Trouble erupted when her ex's memory snapped back and obsession followed. That day, Dylan, normally cool, shattered a priceless antique, seized her waist, and kissed her hard. "Forget him. Whatever you want is yours." She challenged him. "Even your life?" He rasped, "Then it's yours."/1/116790/coverorgin.jpg?v=d273f67496422e4d62af95d46e1b60f4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Flash Marriage To My Dead Husband
To pay for my sister's life-saving heart medication, I sold myself to the notoriously ruthless Roman family as a surrogate bride for their crippled, scarred heir. But the moment the one-million-dollar check cleared, my grandfather froze the medical account. He ordered me to steal the Roman Group's financial secrets, threatening to cut my sister's life support if I refused. I thought I was just a desperate girl trying to save her family, but my grandfather sneered and revealed the horrifying truth. I wasn't a bride; I was a sacrificial lamb. Twenty years ago, my family allegedly murdered the Roman patriarchs. My marriage was just the Romans' sick revenge plot to torture a Hayes bloodline. When I refused to be his spy, my own parents begged me to submit just to save their wealth. They watched coldly as my grandfather's guards dragged me toward the basement to break my spirit. I thrashed against their iron grips, suffocating in absolute despair. Why was I the one paying the price for a blood feud I knew nothing about? Was I just going to rot in the dark, a discarded pawn for both families? Before they could lock me away, the heavy mahogany doors exploded inward. The Roman estate's terrifying, breathtakingly handsome "executor"-the man who was supposed to be just a bodyguard-stepped through the dust with an armed tactical team. He pulled me behind his broad back, his dark eyes locking onto my grandfather with lethal amusement. "Who gave you the nerve to touch the Roman family's bride?"/0/84021/coverorgin.jpg?v=0125b021b26074e6d0430b6ff7e865dc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beneath the Texas Sun, A Mother's Sin
My marriage to Nicole Chadwick was a business deal, but I fell in love with her, and together we had our son, Caleb. I thought we had a chance at a real family. Then, in one horrific instant, my five-year-old son was gone, drowned by his own mother, Nicole, with her high school sweetheart, Wesley, egging her on. As paramedics fought for Caleb' s life, Nicole and Wesley shopped for saddles and laughed. Later, she even tried to send peanut butter cookies to his hospital room, knowing he had a severe peanut allergy. I watched her celebrate a new pregnancy with Wesley, declaring Caleb a "mistake" and mocking me as I lay bleeding in a ditch, pushed by her. She then publicly whipped me with a riding crop on sharp gravel, spitting venom and telling me I was nothing. My world shattered, built on a foundation of lies and unfathomable cruelty. How could the woman I loved, the mother of my child, be such a monster? But then, Mr. Chadwick, Nicole' s father, revealed a truth so shocking it peeled back every layer of deceit. Wesley didn' t just instigate Caleb' s death; he had lied for five years about saving Nicole' s prize horse, a feat I secretly accomplished purely out of love for her. Now, as Nicole shattered, confronting the horrifying reality of what she had done and lost, I finally understood. There was no making it right, no forgiveness. And my refusal to forgive her set in motion a chain of events that ended in her tragic, solitary demise years later./0/81101/coverorgin.jpg?v=6945bc10ff63c10247c2db83dcfd1dc3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sizzle Brighter Than Ever
My food truck, "Sarah's Sizzle Stop," wasn't just a business; it was my life's work, providing for me and constantly bailing out my unemployed brother Kevin, his demanding fiancée Brittany, and our enabling mother Carol. When I needed special chilies for a big Austin food festival, I simply asked Kevin, assuming he could help given his ample free time. Instead, Brittany unleashed a torrent of venomous texts, branding me a "lonely workaholic" and a "bougie bitch" for asking a simple favor, followed by Kevin's outrageous demand for a luxury handbag and a public apology on my business social media-or else he'd call off my financially supported wedding. My refusal prompted their horrifying retaliation: I found "Sarah's Sizzle Stop" desecrated, tires slashed, windows smashed, and hateful obscenities spray-painted across its every panel. When I confronted them, Kevin, Brittany, and my mother shamelessly demanded $10,000 for Brittany's "emotional distress," threatening worse. They then launched a vicious online smear campaign, using tearful videos and a "pity party" GoFundMe to portray me as a heartless monster abandoning my "sick" mother and "struggling" brother, effectively turning public opinion and damaging my reputation. Even after this financial ruin and public humiliation, our mother still begged me to drop it all, prioritizing Kevin's "happiness" over my destroyed livelihood. Years of their greed, entitlement, and emotional blackmail culminated in this calculated act of destruction, igniting a cold, righteous fury within me. They truly believed they could destroy my life and still control me through manufactured victimhood and public shaming. But the moment Kevin lunged at me, and I instinctively defended myself with a pan, I snapped-the time for being their victim was finally over. I called the police, filing full charges for vandalism and assault, and then immediately told my stunned mother I was selling the house I owned and cutting off every cent of financial support. This wasn't just family drama; this was my declaration of freedom, and I would fight to ensure the world knew the brutal, liberating truth./1/108355/coverorgin.jpg?v=5249cf84ef17ae08688b9e87aa7a7bc8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Asset: Cashing Out Freedom
I spent three years acting as a high-end manufacturing plant for the Snyder dynasty, waiting for the day I could finally break my golden cage. Today, I slid the postnuptial amendment across the desk, trading my marriage for fifty million dollars and a chance to breathe again. I thought I was free the moment the elevator doors closed. But while I was at a club celebrating my "asset liquidation" with champagne and silk blindfolds, the Snyder empire was falling apart. My grandfather-in-law had a heart attack the second he heard I was gone, and he refused the surgery that would save his life unless I was the one to authorize it. Claudius didn't send a lawyer to bring me back; he came himself. He burst into my private VIP suite like a predator, his eyes cold enough to freeze the room. He saw the models, the drinks, and the blindfold, and he instantly assumed I was selling my dignity at a discount just hours after leaving him. He didn't care about the truth or the papers I’d already signed. He kicked the cameras out of his cousin’s hands, cleared the room with a single look of death, and hauled me over his shoulder like a sack of grain in front of everyone. To him, I wasn't a woman or a wife; I was a critical piece of hardware that had gone rogue. "The separation is paused," he growled, pinning me against the leather seats of his Maybach as the child locks clicked into place. I stared at the bite mark I’d just left on his thumb, realizing that in the world of the Snyders, even a signed exit strategy was just another contract he was willing to break. This wasn't the end of my marriage; it was the start of a much more dangerous game./0/93755/coverorgin.jpg?v=101be2aec5bfac867564fc041ecb6ab3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Will He Love Me When Time Runs Out?
Madelyn devoted sixteen years to loving Noah, and after finally marrying him, she believed her happiness would last forever. Instead, she faced relentless tragedy: a diagnosis of terminal brain cancer, her family's financial collapse, and her father's heartbreaking suicide. The woman Noah truly loved suddenly returned, leaving Madelyn with nothing left to hold on to. Noah dismissed her divorce request as a tantrum, but when her medical report and the signed papers landed in his hands, he was plunged into utter panic, realizing what he was about to lose./1/110302/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c071e4f2d68fb640ccf523198f0da44&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For His Regret
My boyfriend and I made a pact: Stanford first, then the world. But an hour before the deadline, he gave it all up for another girl. He chose to stay at the local state university, for Anisa, a girl who seemed so helpless. He arrogantly assumed I would give up my future to follow him. He didn't know, in that moment, he was the one I was letting go. I vanished from his world. He thought I was overreacting, that I'd come around in a few days. But when I boarded that plane to California, I wasn't just leaving him behind. I was choosing myself, for the first time./1/115169/coverorgin.jpg?v=ae3ff01ea5ee18b6d11de495a7200160&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound By The Cruel Billionaire's Deal
With only fifteen days of cash flow left to save her tech startup, Aida had no choice but to seek a five-million-dollar bridge loan from Brendan Walls, a ruthless billionaire predator. He agreed to sign the check, but on one sickening condition. He demanded Aida act as bait to get close to his corporate rival, Grayson Lott, treating her like a high-end call girl for a business transaction. Forced to comply to save her employees, Aida let Grayson take her to a windowless underground club, where he secretly spiked her whiskey. As the drugs paralyzed her body, triggering horrific flashbacks of a brutal assault from six years ago, Aida locked herself in the bathroom. She had to shatter a mirror and slice her own thigh open with a jagged shard of glass just to stay conscious enough to call Brendan for help. Brendan's armored SUV immediately smashed through the club's wall to save her, and Grayson was arrested. But lying in the hospital, the horrifying truth finally clicked in Aida's mind. The rescue was too fast. Brendan’s men hadn't rushed from Midtown; they had been parked outside the entire time. He had watched Grayson drug her and waited for the felony to happen just so he could legally seize Grayson's company. He had gambled her life and trauma for a hostile takeover. When Brendan casually tossed a signed contract and luxury car keys onto her hospital bed as hush money, the last thread of Aida's sanity snapped. "The deal is dead. NovaTech is mine. If you ever come near me again, I will kill you." Bleeding and shaking with icy rage, Aida threw the keys at his chest, formally declaring war on the monster who thought he could buy her soul./0/84022/coverorgin.jpg?v=283a97c9bd2fc836db0a78c98fb2f179&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price of Stolen Genius
My phone screen was the only light in the suffocating darkness, casting a sickly blue glow on the corrugated steel walls closing in around me. A notification popped up with Nicole' s latest livestream, her face triumphant, showing a thumbnail of me, huddled and sketching on a dirty cardboard box. "My pathetic 'brother' making trash art for change," the title read, a cruel mockery of my homelessness and desperation. Then, her message: "Feeling cramped, Caleb? I remember you don't like small spaces." My heart hammered as the air thinned, the walls pressing in; I was trapped, locked in a storage unit, betrayed by the girl I once called my sister. I gasped, scrabbling against the unyielding metal as my vision blurred, the darkness crawling inward. My last conscious thought was the cold, unyielding finality of it all; heart failure, alone and forgotten. But then, the distinct smell of turpentine and acrylic paint jolted me awake. I wasn' t in a storage unit; I was back in the bright art room of Northgate High, eighteen years old again. And there she was: Nicole, laughing perfectly, with Ethan, the star quarterback, arrogant and untouched by his future accident, by his downfall. The raw memory of my death, the cold, suffocating terror, slammed into me, a tidal wave of pure, undiluted rage. I grabbed the nearest jar of murky paint water, and without a second thought, hurled it straight at Ethan' s chest. His pristine jacket exploded with gray water and glass, and the fight that ensued was just the beginning. I was back, and this time, the masterpiece of revenge would be mine./0/18159/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b32b878f0de95815ea0280a5df56e64&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Gang Leader's Girl
"Is this what you want Angel?" Axel panted, trailing his lips up my neck to my face. I shivered when I felt his lips start sucking at a spot on my neck. "Come on, tell me this is what you want Mia because I don't think I can keep myself away from you anymore." His voice was deep and laced with desire, his eyes searched mine for permission. I found myself nodding my head, letting him know this was what I wanted, his lips on mine. I nearly passed out when I felt his teeth pull at my bottom lip, gently biting down on it "Use your words Mia." Axel whispered. "I need to hear you say it." He groaned. "I want you to kiss me." ******* Mia Morrison was a girl that was believed to be made out of steel or at least that's what everyone thought. After her mothers death, seventeen year old Mia had been jumping from one foster home to another since she was seven. That was until Child Protection Services remove Mia from a drunk abusive couple, and shipped her halfway across the county, her life just might take a turn for the better. But sharing the same roof with nine other people can be stressful. It's even more stressful when five of them are boys. And it's pretty much unbearable when two of them develop feelings for you. But can Mia overcome her troubled past and allow herself to fall in love?/1/120036/coverorgin.jpg?v=ab4e5dd4362716ac04a75510f69c5a7e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn And Remade: Escaping The Cold CEO
Avery Harding spent her youth loving Dominic Baxter, only to be rewarded with absolute destruction. In her past life, she dragged his unconscious body from the freezing ocean. But Seraphina Vance slithered in, stole the credit, and became his beloved savior. To protect Seraphina's lies, Dominic relentlessly targeted the Harding family. He orchestrated the bankruptcy of Harding Industries, leaving Avery's father to die of a heart attack in despair. He arranged a suspicious car crash that turned her fiercely protective brother Caleb into a mangled wreck of steel and glass. Finally, Dominic locked Avery away in a forgotten property, leaving her to bleed out alone on a cold concrete floor. As she took her last agonizing breath, pure hatred coiled in her stomach. Why did pulling the devil from the water only buy her family's extermination? Opening her eyes again, Avery found herself in a luxurious hotel bed, staring at Dominic's sleeping face. It was five years ago, the exact morning after she had saved him. This time, she didn't wait for him to wake up. She swallowed a morning-after pill, erased all evidence of her presence, and went straight to her family. "I want to call off the engagement to Dominic Baxter." The naive girl who loved him died on that concrete floor. Now, she was going to step into the family business, tear down his empire, and make him pay./1/103165/coverorgin.jpg?v=738be27b42132fd2afcebda8b3d1c33f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Termination Plot
At eight months pregnant, I believed my life was a fairy tale. I had a perfect home, a miracle son on the way, and Derek—the husband who worshipped the ground I walked on. Or so I thought. One piece of paper turned my fairy tale into a horror story. A vasectomy certificate, hidden in the back of a drawer in his office. It was dated a year ago—six months before our child was conceived. Panic drove me to his corporate office, desperate for an explanation, praying for a misunderstanding. But the truth waiting for me behind his closed door was sharper than any knife. "I can't believe she still hasn't figured it out," his best friend, Edison, laughed. "She walks around glowing like a saint." "Patience," my husband’s voice replied, cold and unrecognizable. "The bigger she gets, the harder she falls. And the bigger my payout. It’s all for Else." They weren't just lying. They were betting. They were gambling on my humiliation, treating my life and my unborn child as props in a sick game to avenge his sister. Standing in that hallway, clutching my belly, the woman I used to be shattered. But from the shards, something new was born. Something cold, calculating, and merciless. I didn't flee. I didn't scream. I wiped my face and composed a smile that didn't reach my eyes. If they wanted a game, I would play. But they had no idea that the rules had just changed. I wasn't the prize anymore. I was the punishment./0/64556/coverorgin.jpg?v=d65c6ccc9eeac4e09d3490252eecc21f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unexpected Tryst: I Thought You Were A Gigolo?!
Vanessa was about to get engaged when she discovered that her groom-to-be was cheating on her with her own sister. Instead of creating a scene, she went to the club and hired the most desirable gigolo she found. After a wild night of passion, she gave him a generous check. "Thanks. I may require your services in the future." The gigolo was mad at her for being heartless, but Vanessa dismissed his words as an attempt to get her attention. It was only later, when she had to seek out the renowned Mr. Fuller to help with her business, that she realized the man she had slept with was no gigolo at all./1/102841/coverorgin.jpg?v=a331bd08633b46a8ad38e55aa0ea3e27&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife Who Vanished: His Eternal Regret
The champagne was still bubbling in my hand when a five-year-old boy ran onto the ballroom floor and screamed "Daddy" at my husband. Then his mistress, Hayden, walked in wearing a dress that cost more than my car, announcing to the stunned crowd that they were a family. Instead of kicking them out, Emilio protected them. The next day, when I confronted them, Hayden lied and claimed I tried to hurt her. Without hesitation, Emilio shoved me hard to "protect" his real family. I fell backward onto the concrete curb. While I lay there bleeding, losing the baby I had wanted for years, he didn't even check on me. He stepped over my body to comfort his mistress and illegitimate son, leaving me to wait for the ambulance alone. In the hospital, I learned the sickening truth: he had only married me years ago because he thought I was terminally ill and would die quickly. Now that I had survived, I was just an inconvenience blocking his happy ending. He even tried to force me to sign away my assets to save his company from a scandal caused by his mistress. "You're nothing without me," he sneered. I looked at the check he offered to buy my silence and tore it up. If he wanted me gone so badly, I would grant his wish. I arranged for a one-way ticket to Zurich and left a single white tulip on his pillow—the flower of the dead. To the world, Elana Acosta died on that pavement. But Elana Valeri was just getting started./1/106410/coverorgin.jpg?v=7af66bb053cd1aac2fdf113b09d2d3b7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY STEPFATHER'S SON IS MY FATED ENEMY
Lily's world shatters when her mother marries Alpha Kane, because his son Derek is the same boy who tried to kill her wolf companion three years ago. Now Derek is back, stronger and colder than ever, and he claims Lily owes him a life-debt for a secret she doesn't even remember. Living under the same roof, they must hide their past from their parents while ancient pack laws force them together. As enemies become reluctant allies, Lily discovers the truth about that terrible day, and realizes the real monster might not be the boy she's been taught to hate./0/39898/coverorgin.jpg?v=c45a06097daa7da1785e0c60ea460551&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Second Chance: Fatal Love And Revenge
Danielle didn't enjoy life to the fullest before she died. After she was reborn, she realized what a fool she had been in her past life. She felt a twinge of regret as she looked at her incredibly handsome husband. Why didn't she notice that he was so charming before? What made her turn down such a man? She had trusted some scumbags blindly, leading to the downfall of her entire family. Now that she had a second chance, she decided to put her beauty and intelligence to good use. She embarked on a journey to get revenge and also connect with big shots. Never in her wildest imagination did she think she would become a big shot with multiple identities and connections. Lines were really falling into pleasant places for her. Even the deadliest group of assassins released a memo that anyone who messed with her would not live to see the light of day. The four greatest families that were rumored to be at odds all doted on her. And even a mysterious big clan welcomed her back home. With a smile, the most handsome man walked to her side and put his arm around her waist. He then said, "Let me give a brief introduction. Guys, meet my beautiful wife." Danielle couldn't believe her ears. What in the freaking world!/0/81752/coverorgin.jpg?v=ee17a9145a9e5d4f28589e710712d320&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Husband's Childhood Sweetheart Was a Trafficker
Hubby's white moonlight who has been missing for ten years is back. Tearful, she flung herself into her husband's arms, who heartily and gently comforted her. She looked aside at me and pretended to be compassionate: "Since I'm back, are you going to divorce her and let her move out?" She thought that I was a substitute found by my husband to take away the life that originally belonged to her. But she didn't know that today's privileged life was all brought about by me. Hubby sniffed alertly and pushed her away, and my in-laws' faces darkened. I stepped forward and slapped my husband. "Take care of your mess and come back to me."/0/89215/coverorgin.jpg?v=a0140222b2c85b2c9656f51bbb245a31&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Deserted Wife, Billionaire's Regret
My anniversary flight was about to board when my husband' s assistant, Chloe, appeared, tears streaming down her face, begging for my ticket because her mother was supposedly dying. It was absurd, but I told her to find another way, unaware of the trap I was walking into. When I arrived home, my husband, Liam, confronted me, accusing me of abandoning Chloe. He then offered me a glass of water, which, unbeknownst to me, was drugged. I woke up alone, stranded in a scorching desert, the sun a blazing inferno above me. A helicopter appeared overhead, and I saw Liam with Chloe, who was holding a phone, livestreaming my torment with the hashtag #AvaWalksTheDesert. They boasted about my family' s supposed bankruptcy and ordered me to apologize to Chloe. When I refused, Liam' s bodyguards took my shoes, leaving me barefoot on the burning sand, where rusty nails were then dumped in front of me. I forced myself to walk, nails piercing my feet, leaving a trail of blood. The doctor on board screamed that I was losing too much blood, but Liam was unconcerned. Then, a sack of highly venomous desert vipers was dumped in my path, preying on my deepest fear. I stood frozen, paralyzed by terror, as one viper slithered toward me and bit my calf. The doctor cried out for antivenom, but Chloe "accidentally" knocked the vial, shattering it. Liam, more concerned with his pride and the livestream than my life, demanded I apologize to Chloe and the camera for his "show." "Never," I rasped, refusing to give him the satisfaction. Just as Liam' s bodyguards forced me to my knees, a military-grade helicopter descended from the sky./0/58068/coverorgin.jpg?v=45534e54ad36109b6f207435dbe4052f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The sweetest sin
In the bustling corridors or a prestigious law firm, Emma and sarah find themselves navigating thr complexities of their careers and personal lives. Emma, a brilliant litigation with a seemingly perfect marriage and sarah l, a dedicated paralegal with a charming husband, never imagined their paths would cross in a way that would forever change their lives. From their first meeting, an undeniable connection sparks between them, igniting a passion neither can ignore. As they spend more time together, their professional camaraderie evolves into a deep, unspoken bond. Late night work sessions turn into stolen glances, whispered secrets and an affair that is as intoxicating as it is forbidden until everything goes wrong, as jealousy and anger turns Emma into a monster/1/102842/coverorgin.jpg?v=e96dcca9b7a7029e9a46aa3fd903b438&imageMogr2/format/webp)
