Modern Books for Women
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Stealing My Brother's Bride: The Ice‑Hockey Star's Obsession
I went to my fiancé's apartment with a surprise, only to find my best friend's Jimmy Choo heels in the dark entryway. Through the cracked bedroom door, I recorded the muffled gasps and filthy words of my fiancé, Kennedy, and my best friend, Bree. Devastated, I fled to a dive bar, got blackout drunk, and begged a stranger to take me away. "Take me away from here, to a place where there are no traitors." We had a wild, desperate one-night stand, but the next morning, the man who walked out of the bathroom was Blake Ferguson, my fiancé's terrifying older brother. Instead of letting me go, Blake trapped me. He humiliated Bree in public, forced his way into my apartment with his own key, and claimed me as his own. When Kennedy came knocking, Blake hid in my closet, only to brutally beat his brother into the hospital later that night just to send me a warning. I didn't understand why this powerful man wanted to own me, or how my life had suddenly become a gilded cage with bodyguards at my door. But I wouldn't just be a broken victim. I would get my revenge on my cheating fiancé and my backstabbing best friend, and as for the devil who locked me in this cage, I would win my life back, or die trying./0/65284/coverorgin.jpg?v=1a5613066eaa5dbbe401b59d581b0763&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pampered By The Ruthless Underground Boss
On her wedding day, Khloe’s sister connived with her groom, framing her for a crime she didn’t commit. She was sentenced to three years in prison, where she endured much suffering. When Khloe was finally released, her evil sister used their mother to coerce Khloe into an indecent liaison with an elderly man. As fate would have it, Khloe crossed paths with Henrik, the dashing yet ruthless mobster who sought to alter the course of her life. Despite Henrik’s cold exterior, he cherished Khloe like no other. He helped her take retribution from her tormentors and kept her from being bullied again./0/57974/coverorgin.jpg?v=4cffdff30049750c891b34cef6da7db8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unspoken Hearts: My Neglected Mute Wife's Escape
Kallie, a mute who had been ignored by her husband for five years since their wedding, also suffered the loss of her pregnancy due to her cruel mother-in-law. After the divorce, she learned that her ex-husband had quickly gotten engaged to the woman he truly loved. Holding her slightly rounded belly, she realized that he had never really cared for her. Determined, she left him behind, treating him as a stranger. Yet, after she left, he scoured the globe in search of her. When their paths crossed once more, Kallie had already found new happiness. For the first time, he pleaded humbly, "Please don't leave me..." But Kallie's response was firm and dismissive, cutting through any lingering ties. "Get lost!"/0/74164/coverorgin.jpg?v=2816c470b06ac6b360aeec47a19d5139&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think
Sawyer, the world's top arms dealer, stunned everyone by falling for Maren-the worthless girl no one respected. People scoffed. Why chase a useless pretty face? But when powerful elites began gathering around her, jaws dropped. "She's not even married to him yet-already cashing in on his power?" they assumed. Curious eyes dug into Maren's past... only to find she was a scientific genius, a world-renowned medical expert, and heiress to a mafia empire. Later, Sawyer posted online. "My wife treats me like the enemy. Any advice?"/1/106439/coverorgin.jpg?v=9613b839061f12945866633e52d1f63e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revealing My Secret Identities! My Bros Are Speechless!
For seventeen years, I was the crown jewel of the Kensington empire, the perfect daughter groomed for a royal future. Then, a cream-colored envelope landed in my lap, bearing a gold crest and a truth that turned my world into ice. The DNA test result was a cold, hard zero percent-I wasn't a Kensington. Before the ink could even dry, my parents invited my replacement, a girl named Alleen, into the drawing room and treated me like a trespasser in my own home. My mother, who once hosted galas in my honor, wouldn't even look me in the eye as she stroked Alleen's arm, whispering that she was finally "safe." My father handed me a one-million-dollar check-a mere tip for a billionaire-and told me to leave immediately to avoid tanking the company's stock price. "You're a thief! You lived my life, you spent my money, and you don't get to keep the loot!" Alleen shrieked, trying to claw the designer jacket off my shoulders while my "parents" watched with clinical detachment. I was dumped on a gritty sidewalk in Queens with nothing but three trunks and the address of a struggling laborer I was now supposed to call "Dad." I traded a marble mansion for a crumbling walk-up where the air smelled of exhaust and my new bedroom was a literal storage closet. My biological family thought I was a broken princess, and the Kensingtons thought they had successfully erased me with a payoff and a non-disclosure agreement. They had no idea that while I was hauling trunks up four flights of stairs, my secret media empire was already preparing to move against them. As I sat on a thin mattress in the dark, I opened my encrypted laptop and sent a single command that would cost my former father ten million dollars by breakfast. They thought they were throwing me to the wolves, but they forgot one thing: I'm the one who leads the pack./1/118258/coverorgin.jpg?v=70cfa1936054cd2a4f1107d98adcf298&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Heiress's Spectacular Doomsday Comeback
In exactly thirty days, the global financial system would collapse, plunging the world into a starving, bloody apocalypse. In my previous life, my brothers and I desperately fought for scraps in the ruined city, but the person I trusted most pushed me into the abyss. My older brother Ethan was beaten to death by a frantic mob while buying time for us to escape. My other brother, Mason, went out to scavenge antibiotics for my infected wound, only to have his hands chopped off by a gang. He bled out in my arms. When I was too sick to walk, my boyfriend Dean—the man I loved and relied on—dragged me to a group of ruthless scavengers. "She's still breathing. I'll trade her for that one can of food." I died in the freezing dirt, humiliated and broken. I couldn't understand how the world had turned into such a living hell, or how the man who swore to protect me could sell my life so cheaply. Opening my eyes again, I was back thirty days before the end of the world, just as my abusive father raised his hand to slap me for my trust fund money. This time, I shattered his wrist, liquidated my eight-million-dollar trust, and awakened a miraculous pocket dimension. I am going to build an impenetrable fortress, and in this life, I will be the monster they should all fear./1/118197/coverorgin.jpg?v=388319119d208de2bff08a0becac76b8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sent Me To Jail? Now Watch Me Crush Them
Daniela thought finding her wealthy birth family would give her a future. Instead, they fed her to prison for their precious adopted daughter's hit-and-run. Five years later, scarred but unbroken, she walked free-only to be humiliated by the fiancé who had chosen her sister, the parents who called her pain dramatic, and the brothers who warned her not to disturb their princess. Daniela cut them off before the world and rose on her own. When they finally begged forgiveness, she only smiled. "Do I know you?" The ruthless magnate pulled her into his arms. "Anyone who had hurt my wife will pay."/1/113760/coverorgin.jpg?v=d138ca81b80805b82fa561558a0f2b22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract Marriage With The Genius Heiress
Alysia lay on the freezing operating table, moments away from donating her kidney to her brother's fiancée. But as the anesthesia set in, a violent shock tore through her brain, awakening agonizing memories of a thousand brutal deaths across a thousand past lifetimes. She suddenly realized her family's true plan. Her brother and his fiancée weren't just taking her organ; they were secretly plotting to declare her mentally unfit post-surgery to steal her entire trust fund. When Alysia abruptly stopped the procedure and exposed the fiancée's kidney failure as the result of severe drug abuse, her family's reaction was chilling. Her father didn't care about the truth or the law. He ordered his bodyguards to lock Alysia up until she agreed to the surgery, while her brother threatened to freeze her assets and seize her late mother's penthouse. "You have no heart, Alysia. You don't deserve the Kent name," her aunt spat in disgust. For lifetimes, she had kept her head down, taking the blame and sacrificing everything for a family that viewed her as nothing more than a disposable blood bag and a financial pawn. The resignation that had clouded her eyes for so long vanished, replaced by the absolute, zero-degree cold of a glacier. Ripping the IV from her hand and leaving her family in stunned silence, Alysia walked straight out of the hospital. She had exactly forty-six hours to find a husband to secure her inheritance, and she knew exactly which ruthless billionaire CEO to target to help her burn the Kent family to the ground./1/105385/coverorgin.jpg?v=98094d31b6193bed95e5af507a66aec1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Secret Genius Ex-Wife's Cold Revenge
I spent three years playing the role of the perfect, invisible wife to Dillard Bentley, the billionaire heir of Manhattan. While he graced the tabloids with socialites, I stayed in the shadows of our penthouse, waiting for a man who treated me like a piece of furniture. One rainy night, the facade finally shattered. Dillard came home smelling of another woman’s perfume, and I handed him the divorce papers he never expected. But before the ink could dry, a violent pain ripped through me during a family lunch, and I collapsed in a pool of blood on the pristine marble floor. While I was being rushed to the hospital, Dillard’s mother dismissed my agony as a manipulative trick, and Dillard chose to believe her. He didn't follow the ambulance; he went to a gala to protect his mistress instead. I woke up in a cold emergency room only to be told I had lost the baby I didn't even know I was carrying. Because of the toxic "vitamins" his mother had been force-feeding me, my blood wouldn't clot, and I had to undergo surgery without a single drop of anesthesia. I bit down on a leather strap, feeling every agonizing scrape as they cleared the remains of my child, while my husband laughed at my pain over the phone. "Stop the drama, Erica. Tell her the divorce terms are non-negotiable. I'm busy." He hung up, leaving me to scream in silence. I realized then that the man I had once loved was the same man who let his family poison me. The "vitamins" weren't supplements; they were a death sentence for my unborn child, and he didn't even care enough to show up. Dillard thinks he’s divorcing a penniless nobody, but he’s about to find out that the world-renowned medical genius he’s desperate to recruit is the wife he left to bleed alone. I walked out of that hospital, threw my wedding ring in the trash, and reclaimed my true identity. Dr. N is coming to the global summit, and I’m not there to save the Bentley empire—I’m there to burn it to the ground./1/106609/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e9e182824bef37bb03be668963bc105&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Placeholder Bride's Secret Billionaire Revenge
For two years, I was the invisible force behind tech billionaire Kieran Douglas, convinced that our "private" romance was his way of protecting us from the tabloid spotlight. I managed his mergers, warmed his bed, and waited for a future that didn't exist. The illusion shattered at 6:00 AM when a Page Six alert debuted Kieran's "real" romance with socialite Aspen Schneider. Before I could even process the betrayal, Kieran sent me a cold, professional text: "Order flowers for Aspen. Pink peonies. Her favorite." When I tried to walk away, my own mother called me a disgrace and threatened to lock my inheritance forever unless I married a sixty-year-old businessman to save her failing estate. At a high-society gala that same night, Aspen intentionally crushed my burned hand in front of the cameras, while Kieran stood by and dismissed me as a "mediocre assistant" who had overstayed her welcome. I stood in the cold New York rain, drenched in champagne and humiliation, realizing that every sacrifice I made for Kieran was a joke. I was a ghost in a penthouse that was never mine, discarded the moment his "soulmate" returned. To the world, I was just a placeholder whose time had run out. But Kieran forgot one thing: my father's multi-million dollar trust fund unlocks the moment I legally marry. I didn't need love; I needed a signature and a shield. I walked into a discreet law firm and signed a marriage contract with a man I believed was the city's most notorious, scandal-ridden playboy. I thought I was marrying a degenerate "beard" to buy my freedom and secure my revenge. I didn't realize the man who signed that paper wasn't a playboy at all, but Gaston Collins-the most powerful and dangerous man on Wall Street-and he had no intention of letting our fake marriage stay fake./1/114374/coverorgin.jpg?v=4f8b09fc7d09181fb0e3eb7e822486df&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Secret Savior He Threw Away
Diana slipped on the penthouse stairs, her body emptying out as she miscarried her first baby. Gasping in a pool of her own blood, she called her husband, Curtis, begging for an ambulance. "Stop being dramatic and call the house doctor. I don't have time for your tantrums right now." He coldly hung up, and later forced her to put on a diamond necklace and attend a high-society dinner while she was actively losing their child. At the party, his mother and sister publicly mocked her pale face, while Curtis watched with absolute disgust. When she finally collapsed, he dragged her to his car, only to kick her out and abandon her on a freezing, dark highway in the middle of the night. His mistress, Carla, had faked a panic attack and claimed she was bleeding too, so he rushed to the hospital to comfort his lover, leaving his wife to bleed out on the asphalt. For three years, Diana had endured this hell, believing she had trapped him into marriage to save her father's dying company. She couldn't understand how Curtis could worship a manipulative fraud who stole the credit for saving his life years ago, while treating his real wife like garbage. But after surviving the night, Diana discovered the devastating truth: her father had willingly gone to federal prison just to buy her the protection of the Alston family name. Stripped of her illusions, Diana signed the divorce papers, giving up every single penny. She was done being their silent victim. It was time to remind them exactly who Diana Wilcox was./1/124347/coverorgin.jpg?v=a37396b561e95f25ede0e3712f4ae8c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Discarded Wife Is A Hidden Billionaire Heiress
For three years, Adah played the role of the humble, devoted wife to billionaire Atticus Sterling, erasing her own identity to maintain their cold marriage. On their third anniversary, he came home smelling of his mistress's signature perfume. When the other woman called, he didn't hesitate to leave, and when Adah desperately reached out to stop him, he violently wrenched his arm away in disgust. "Don't touch me!" She stumbled backward, her head violently connecting with the sharp corner of the marble fireplace. As darkness swallowed her whole, the man she loved didn't even look back, leaving her unconscious on the floor to rush to his lover's side. He had always mocked her, thinking she was just a poor, desperate woman who couldn't even afford next month's rent without his charity. He assumed she would always cling to him like a pathetic parasite. But that brutal blow shattered the mental cage she had been locked in for three years. Through the blinding pain, forgotten images flooded her mind in a tidal wave: a violent yacht explosion against a summer sky, endless lines of encrypted code, and her father's dying words. Why had she endured such humiliating abuse for a man who treated her like a discarded piece of furniture? When Adah opened her eyes again, the timid housewife was gone. She remembered everything—she was Adah Beaumont, the sole heir to the massive Beaumont fortune and the world's most elusive hacker, and her first act of rebirth would be handing Atticus a signed divorce agreement./1/121696/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e99f7a78714a21d3d782523f8da4c58&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorce Me? Pay Ten Billion Dollars First
For four years, Kasie Carlisle played the flawless wife to the wealthy Byrd family heir. Then, a notification on their shared tablet shattered everything: a photo of her husband, Harris, naked in bed with her college friend. Before Kasie could confront him, her mother-in-law called. She'd known about the affair for months. She'd already prepared divorce papers. One million dollars to disappear quietly. "For a girl from your background, that's more than you could earn in a lifetime." Kasie smiled. Cold. Sharp. Terrifying. "My price is ten billion. And half of everything." She had the evidence. She had the leverage. And Margo had no choice but to sign. So Kasie played the oblivious wife while Harris, blind to the trap closing around him, paraded his mistress through their home, laughed as his friends mocked her in public, and dragged her across a ballroom floor when she finally fought back. Then came the black SUV, deliberately ramming her car off the highway. Bleeding and concussed in the hospital, she watched Harris storm in—not to comfort her, but to accuse her of staging a suicide attempt for attention. He threw her blood-stained anniversary dress in the trash. He whispered sweet nothings to his mistress on the phone while she lay in the next room. He never suspected a thing. Lying in the dark, Kasie felt the last ember of her love turn to ash. She had almost died, and he only cared about how it made him look. So she stopped fighting. Feigning complete defeat, she resigned from the family business, told Harris she was emotionally broken, and asked for a solo trip to Italy to clear her head. As Harris smugly booked her flight, believing he had finally tamed his disobedient wife, Kasie picked up her phone and texted her lawyer. "The fish is on the hook. Initiate phase two." He never saw it coming./0/37875/coverorgin.jpg?v=f32420fa25322cc18740b19aeedc2f17&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Poor Billionaire Wife: Who Is The Real Boss
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"/0/63310/coverorgin.jpg?v=cc91aaf572997c7dd205f359ce88b11f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's Unexpected Comeback
On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."/1/114440/coverorgin.jpg?v=efcbbc58be65c2d91d2c4581edc8548e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Jackpot Husband: I Won The Richest Man Alive
On the day she was meant to marry, Alana's fiancé ran off with another woman without any warning at all. Left with no choice, she entered a random matching system and was paired with a supposedly poor driver. Mocked by her ex and his new wife, she only laughed. "Regret? Not a chance." Everyone thought she was delusional. Until the day of her company's global celebration, when her "broke" husband stepped onto the stage under the spotlight, holding a rare diamond ring. "My dearest wife, it's my turn to take care of you." Only then did she realize-she had married the richest man alive!/0/68276/coverorgin.jpg?v=e850c968fd814f48daf5abddf2735a00&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul-her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband's entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I'm out of your league."/0/69834/coverorgin.jpg?v=fcc364f58e98a2ca005385db2508a9f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life
Corinne devoted three years of her life to her boyfriend, only for it to all go to waste. He saw her as nothing more than a country bumpkin and left her at the altar to be with his true love. After getting jilted, Corinne reclaimed her identity as the granddaughter of the town's richest man, inherited a billion-dollar fortune, and ultimately rose to the top. But her success attracted the envy of others, and people constantly tried to bring her down. As she dealt with these troublemakers one by one, Mr. Hopkins, notorious for his ruthlessness, stood by and cheered her on. "Way to go, honey!"/0/71874/coverorgin.jpg?v=ec15f5262b23f31092864f9e5eb887dd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, Mr. Billionaire: You Can't Afford Me Now
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you're eager to see me, you'd better join the queue, darling."/0/92811/coverorgin.jpg?v=e6a58467c814dabe499538a9b77737c3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
