Modern Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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The Wife He Never Knew.
Adrian thought his wife was weak. He believed Elena cried because she couldn't bear to lose him. He believed she was jealous of his first love. He believed she would never survive without him. He was wrong about everything. Their marriage was arranged for business, but Elena had spent years playing the role of the devoted wife. Then Adrian betrayed her with the woman he had loved before their marriage. Elena didn't fight. She didn't expose them. She simply walked away. After the divorce, nobody saw her again. Until one night, Adrian's friends accidentally discover her at a private bridal shower. And what they overhear leaves them speechless. Elena had known about the affair from the very beginning. The tears were an act. The heartbreak was an act. Even the perfect wife Adrian thought he knew was an act. But if none of it was real Who is Elena?/1/108366/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b0440f2c8c52a96546156da2d025254&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Pitiful Ex-wife Is Now A Brilliant Tycoon
I was the "mute kitten" of billionaire CEO Brice Salazar, a submissive wife who never said a word. For three years, I played the part of the perfect, damaged trophy he rescued from a war zone, living in a mansion that felt like a marble prison. Everything shattered when I caught him with his mistress, Lola Vane. While I sat silently in the shadows of a private club, I heard Brice laughing with his inner circle, calling me "damaged goods" and a "high-maintenance signature machine" who was only useful for signing legal documents. The betrayal went deeper than a secret affair. I discovered a voice memo where Brice planned to have me committed to a Swiss sanitarium the moment my trust fund vested. He wanted to lock me away in a padded room forever so he could keep my money and his freedom. He even bought two identical pink diamond bracelets-one for me to fix his public image, and one for the woman he was actually sleeping with. I realized my "hero" never loved me. He didn't save my life in Kandahar out of mercy; he acquired me like a failing company, exploiting my trauma to ensure my silence. He treated me like a tenant in my own home while planning to erase my very existence. But Brice forgot one thing: before I was his mute wife, I was "The Surgeon," an operative who knew exactly how to handle a predator. I tricked him into signing a separation agreement worth billions and wore a blood-red dress to a gala to hire his greatest enemy, Damon Yates, to eat him alive. Just as the trap was set, my world tilted. The morning sickness hit me with the force of a freight train. I wasn't just escaping a monster anymore; I was carrying his child, the ultimate leverage in a war that had just become life or death./1/130753/coverorgin.jpg?v=2d40d0fccb13f819cc39fb6425771923&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kissing A Stranger, Engaged To The Magnate
A botched speed dating attempt and an impulsive decision would change everything. To silence an arrogant blind date, Corinne had one wild idea: grab the tie of the first handsome stranger she saw... and kiss him. She had no idea she had just stolen the first kiss of Jeremy Holden, the most feared magnate in town. Within hours, she found herself on a stage, a ring she never expected to wear was now on her finger, engaged to a man whose name she didn't even know. Jeremy was cold, unpredictable, and dangerously alluring. Corinne was bold, headstrong, and sworn off love. But could a stolen kiss really mean nothing? Or would it change everything?/0/38934/coverorgin.jpg?v=e128ea7bde6fcf0480edf26827d64e5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Temptation: Let Me Be Your Slave
The boldest thing Angela had ever done in her life was to secretly conceive Jeremy's child despite knowing that she was just a plaything. Jeremy was a vicious man. She knew he would rage if he found out about the pregnancy. To gain freedom, she intentionally annoyed him until he couldn't take it anymore. As soon as he "dumped" her, she ran away for her baby's safety. It wasn't long before Jeremy smelled something fishy. He tracked her down and brought her back. Angela was scared and also tired of him. After all her tricks to make him release her failed, she yelled, "Can't you just leave me alone? I don't want to serve you anymore!" A warm glint leaped into Jeremy's eyes as he looked at the baby in her arms. "Who said anything about you serving me? Since you have been good to me in the past, I'd like to do the same. What do you say to me serving you and our baby from now on?" Angela could hardly believe her ears./1/112584/coverorgin.jpg?v=2885028fdf7d5ba4e7ed9f05e8c602bf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Oops, Wrong Uncle! I Married The Real Zillionaire Instead!
The best way to get back at a cheating bastard? Make him sick to his stomach for the rest of his life! Days before her wedding, Corinne caught her fiancé cheating with his coworker in what she thought was their future home. Furious, she tore everything apart, ended the engagement, and decided on a bold revenge plan. To make him regret it for life, she set her sights on marrying his powerful uncle. Confident in her scheme, she tried to win over the cold, untouchable man, only to realize too late that she had mistaken his identity. The man she married was far more dangerous than she imagined! Corinne decided to make a quick escape. "Let's get a divorce. We're clearly not right for each other... " He cornered her with a knowing smile, "Not right for each other? Funny, that's not what you said last night in bed. Want me to remind you how wrong you are?"/0/30174/coverorgin.jpg?v=cef715ce14bffb4c48b60ad05e901be9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Second Marriage: He's Blind Yet Love Isn't
"Sir, she's not dead yet. Do you want me to run her over again?" "Do it.” The battered and bloodied Rebecca overheard her husband's order and gritted her teeth. The couple had never consummated their marriage, and consequently, they never had a child. However, their childless marriage drove her mother-in-law to accuse Rebecca of being infertile. Now, not only did her husband cheat on her, but he also wanted her dead! He could've just divorced her, but here he was, trying to kill her... Rebecca, who narrowly escaped death, immediately divorced her heartless husband and married again soon after. Her second husband was the most prominent man in the city. She vowed to use his power to her advantage and take revenge on those who had hurt her! Their marriage was supposed to be just a deal beneficial for both of them. Unexpectedly, when the dust settled, her second husband took her hand and pleaded, "Why not stay with me forever?"/1/100255/coverorgin.jpg?v=47d11559b96ff7bc531d0a5a35ec8e6f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ninety-Nine Engagements, One Betrayal
After ninety-nine failed engagements, I finally married Brooks Preston, a stoic tech mogul who seemed to be the only man on earth who found my motormouth personality "charming." But his quiet acceptance was a lie. I was just a convenient prop, a wife he needed to hide his obsessive, incestuous love for his adopted sister, Everleigh. When I discovered their secret and demanded a divorce, he locked me in a dark, windowless room, weaponizing my childhood claustrophobia to break me. He needed me to take the fall for Everleigh's crimes, to protect her at all costs. He watched me scream and claw at the walls for three days, my terror a spectacle for his cold, calculating eyes. He wasn't just indifferent; he was a monster. I didn't break. Instead, I waited. On the night of a live-streamed gala, I looked into the camera and smiled. "Everleigh, darling, congratulations. I've already divorced him. He's all yours."/0/85006/coverorgin.jpg?v=c6d1ede59e7be479103122d6cd39bd1d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lily's Last Breath, A Marriage's End
The phone was slick with sweat as I screamed my address to the 911 operator, my three-year-old daughter, Lily, gasping for air on the living room carpet, her face a terrifying shade of blue. "She has a heart condition," I choked out. "She needs an ambulance. Now." From the bedroom, I heard my wife, Sarah, on the phone, her voice a low, intimate murmur, oblivious to Lily' s agony. She was talking to another man, David, expressing concern for his sick son, Leo. Rage scorching my veins, I confronted her. "Lily can' t breathe! Get off the damn phone!" She flinched, looking at me with annoyance. "I' m talking to David. His son is sick. It' s important." "Our daughter is dying!" I yelled, but she just rolled her eyes dismissively. "You' re overreacting, Ethan. She probably just has a cold. You always panic." My world fractured. When the ambulance finally arrived, it was too late. Dr. Evans, his eyes weary, delivered the crushing news: "We lost her." Lily was gone. Hours later, I called Sarah, trembling, trying to tell her. "Lily… she' s gone." But her words sliced me like knives. "What are you talking about? Gone where? I' m at the hospital with David; Leo' s getting his kidney transplant tomorrow." Disbelief, then a chilling horror, washed over me as she dismissed Lily' s death as another one of my "dramas," hanging up to celebrate Leo' s transplant. When her parents, John and Mary, arrived, they scrolled through Sarah' s social media: a smiling photo of her and David, celebrating Leo' s perfect match-posted after I called her. "A perfect match, right now?" John' s voice was low, dangerous. A horrible suspicion began to dawn: was this more than just indifference? Could it be something far more sinister?/1/104473/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b6a768286227681ccae41e84c20355e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Phoenix Mode, Activated: Burn Me Once, Watch Me Rise
Chelsey loved Brett for seven years and tried everything for a baby-doctors, IVF, surgeries. Then she found out he'd been dosing her food with contraceptives. She woke back at the fire years earlier and watched Brett carry another woman out, leaving Chelsey to choke in smoke. She realized he'd been reborn too-and picked his "true love." Chelsey walked away and married Julian, her friend's cousin and the hot firefighter who saved her; he gave her all his money the day they married. Brett scoffed... until Chelsey shone at an AI summit and Julian's real identity shocked him. Seeing her with twins and another baby coming, Brett begged, "Come back to me! Please!"/0/81113/coverorgin.jpg?v=90a0b60de7b420407aca886b2ea6cf07&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Inheritance of Lies: The Daughter's Revenge
My fiancé, Jake, stood impatiently by the Greyhound bus, his hand on my back, promising a new life away from our dying West Virginia town. But this wasn't our first trip. In another life, just moments after boarding this very bus, his hands closed around my throat. I remembered the cold fury in his eyes and the hiss of another woman's name: Brittany. That life ended with my world going dark. My hero father' s legacy, his survivor benefits, and even his house, systematically stolen by Jake' s family, the Millers. They' d taken me in after Grandma died, only to exploit every cent, while Brittany, the town's "it girl," brazenly used my father's name for her own gain, all with Sheriff Miller's complicit blessing. How could I have been so naive? So blind to Jake's possessive obsession with Brittany? To the quiet exploitation that turned my father's honorable memory into a tool for their greedy schemes? The realization burned, a colder wrath than death itself. Now, I' m back. The naive Ava is dead, burned away by the memory of my own murder. This time, I won't just board the bus; I'll wait. I' ll make them wait. Because this second chance isn't about escaping-it's about justice. For my father, for my stolen life. And I know Jake remembers too. He' s already planning./1/119398/coverorgin.jpg?v=cdba0eda63d1f68922e726bbd2418526&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Ruin: The Billionaire's New Obsession
I came home a day early from a business trip, eager to surprise my husband of seven years. But when I opened our bedroom door, I found him sweating over his new junior associate. Before I could even process the shock, my mother-in-law walked in. She completely ignored me and went straight to the naked mistress to check on her unborn baby boy. Then, my husband tossed a divorce petition at my feet. He had secretly transferred every penny of our savings and our home into his mother's trust six months ago. "Take this and get out. Don't even think about fighting me for our daughter. You have no money and no job. No court will give you custody." He flicked a $5,000 check at me like I was a stray dog. Seven years of sacrificing my law career to be a homemaker, only to be caught in a meticulously planned trap. I was thrown out into a blizzard with nothing, later publicly mocked by his mistress and my former peers who laughed at my outdated clothes and empty resume. But they forgot one thing. Before I was his wife, I was the top graduate of Georgetown Law. I tore his pathetic check into pieces. Gripping the business card of a ruthless billionaire developer I had just outsmarted on the streets, I knew if the traditional law firms wouldn't open their doors for me, I would just kick them down./1/103500/coverorgin.jpg?v=98866f9cd4326e897cdff77f541e674c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Celebrity Therapist's Cruel Deception
On my tenth wedding anniversary, I found my celebrity therapist husband naked with our housekeeper. He called it "somatic therapy." I was pregnant with our miracle baby and secretly battling a brain tumor. But when his lover faked a fall and a miscarriage, framing me for it, he chose her. The fall caused me to lose my actual baby. As I lay bleeding on the floor, my husband scoffed, "Don't play games, Alexis," and rushed her to the hospital. He then had me committed to a psychiatric facility, publicly painting me as delusional to protect his reputation and his affair. He thought he had gotten rid of me forever. But he didn't know my sister would break me out. He didn't know I would fake my own death to escape. Now, I'm back. And I'm about to teach the good doctor a lesson in consequences./1/108367/coverorgin.jpg?v=5ef6144e42c31e21dc9b3a01224a16b3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Mr. Johnston: She Is Gone
Kara was diagnosed with cancer, and her unborn child could not be kept. Kara planned to end the pregnancy, get a divorce, and face her impending death with equanimity, allowing Davin and his new love, Alyse, to be together. But Davin had no intention of letting her go so easily. He and the increasingly frail Kara were inseparable day and night, just to leave a child for the infertile Alyse. Kara lay dying in her hospital bed, crying and laughing, pleading, "I'll give you my life, please let me go." Later, the cold and aloof man knelt before Kara's tombstone, holding gardenias day and night, his eyes red as he murmured, "Baby, stop it, come back."/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./1/109665/coverorgin.jpg?v=b76a34232da625e89286fd30bef86c00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Family's Regret, Too Late Now
My family accused me of betraying them, of nearly destroying the tech empire they had built from nothing. As punishment, my father and two older brothers locked me in my room, leaving me without food or water until I confessed to a crime I didn't commit. But when a medical condition flared and I began to suffocate, they dismissed my desperate screams for help as just another one of my "theatrics." "She's just being dramatic," I heard them say through the thick oak door, right before they added extra bolts. They were completely blinded by Ivy, the manipulative outsider I had welcomed as a sister. They chose her lies over their own blood, forgetting how I had secretly liquidated my own assets to save their company years ago. I died alone, my last breath a desperate gasp in a house that refused to listen. Then, I woke up. Floating as a spirit above my own decaying body, I became a silent witness, waiting for the moment they would finally break down the door and be forced to see what they had done./1/100256/coverorgin.jpg?v=e0df1e621e228859644f598a44cf397d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Beloved To Battered: Her Reckoning
My husband, Chase, was having an affair. But when I confronted him, he didn't just admit it-he told me he was tired of my ambition and that his new lover, a diner waitress, was everything I wasn't: simple and undemanding. Then he pushed me down the stairs. The fall cost me our unborn child. As I lay broken in the hospital, his mistress, Joy, visited. Under the guise of care, she forced a foul soup down my throat, whispering it was the "blood and flesh" of my dead baby. When I fought back, Chase walked in, saw Joy on the floor, and ordered his bodyguards to beat me for hurting her. One hundred slaps. Each one chipping away at the nine years of love I had for him. He had promised to be my anchor, but he had become the storm that wrecked me. Why did the man who once cherished my brilliance now despise it? Why did he protect the monster who tormented me while destroying me and our child? Lying on the cold hospital floor, bruised and bleeding, I finally understood. The love was dead. And with it, the woman who had ever loved him. I picked up my phone and made a call. It was time to burn it all down./0/45749/coverorgin.jpg?v=7e6e02381952c320087a87767ac10a5a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Illegitimate Heir: Uncovering the Secrets of His Mistress's Child
"The Illegitimate Heir: Uncovering the Secrets of His Mistress's Child" is a poignant and moving tale of love, loss, and the complexities of human relationships. At its heart is the story of Charlotte and Oliver, whose deep and abiding love for one another is put to the test when a devastating secret threatens to tear them apart. As Charlotte struggles to come to terms with the truth of Oliver's past, she is forced to confront the painful reality of his mistress's child - a child he never knew existed until now. Despite the enormity of this betrayal, Charlotte remains steadfast in her commitment to Oliver, determined to stand by him and help him navigate this difficult and painful journey. Alongside Charlotte and Oliver's story, we follow Lilly, who finds herself in a precarious situation, having been abandoned by Oliver for several years but fate had another plan. And yet rises above her difficulties with maturity and grace. This novel is a powerful reminder of the healing power of honesty, the necessity of communication, and the strength of second chances. A must-read for anyone who believes in the unbreakable power of love. Through it all, Charlotte and Oliver's love for each other remains a constant, shining light - a beacon of hope that proves that no matter how difficult life may seem, there is always a chance for redemption, for forgiveness, and for second chances. And in the end, it is their unwavering commitment to each other that proves to be the key to their ultimate happiness. Lilly shows an incredible maturity in the face of adversity, reminding us that sometimes the most resilient people are those who are hurt the most. This compelling novel will make you believe in second chances and the power of love./1/103501/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f0a7cf29d9c33493847ba21e9e6de44&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unwanted Wife's Ultimate Vengeance
I married Edwardo Steele out of a debt of honor, secretly loving the man who treated me like a contaminant. For three years, he weaponized his severe OCD against me, recoiling from my touch while I walked on eggshells in our cold, sterile mansion. My foolish hope for love died the night I saw him at a hotel fire, holding his mistress, Cassie, with a tenderness I had never known. He didn't just cheat; he destroyed me. He framed my brother, leaving him permanently disabled, all to protect her. Then, at Cassie's birthday party, he played our private video for everyone to see, a final, public humiliation. The man I sacrificed everything for had chosen a liar over me, and I was left with nothing but shame and a broken family. But in the depths of my despair, I discovered two things. First, I was pregnant with his child. Second, my brother had found a secret that could bring Edwardo's empire to its knees. I made an appointment to end the pregnancy. Then, I planned to use that secret to end my marriage./1/113559/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd5a7d723da66fe0154d1125d6df603a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Assistant Is A Zillionaire
Grace hid her identity as the heir to a multi-billion-dollar empire just to experience ordinary love, acting as a free, devoted assistant to her actor fiancé, Hayden. But while delivering his coffee, she caught him cheating with a new actress in his dressing room. Through the crack in the door, she heard the actress whine about Grace being a feelingless robot. Hayden just laughed, not stopping his frantic movements. "She is a shield. She is a boring, free assistant. That is all she is." He bragged that their upcoming engagement was just a PR stunt to build his perfect boyfriend image, and he would dump her the second he didn't need her. He thought he held all the power, completely unaware that every massive movie contract and endorsement he had was secretly funded by Grace. The betrayal poured over Grace like ice water, freezing her heart completely. She had fought her aristocratic family and lowered herself to serve a man who treated her like disposable trash. The girl who believed in simple love died in that hallway. Grace didn't cry or burst into the room. She calmly hit record on her phone, securing the evidence to trigger his morality clause. Then, she dialed her billionaire mother. "I made a bad investment. Now I am liquidating the asset." She was going to artificially inflate his fame to the absolute peak, and when he finally thought he was untouchable, she would strip him of everything./1/109666/coverorgin.jpg?v=202ed1a2978280b3f87d7253eafc78b1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
