Romance Books for Women
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Please, Call Me Auntie
He Betrayed Me, and I made him my nephew. My first boyfriend, my first kiss, my first everything, he was supposed to be my first and only husband, instead he had other ideas, that idea was banging my best friend in my house while I was away for work. Heartbroken, Angry and hurt all I want is to make them pay for the humiliation. One night with a stranger gave me the chance to do exactly that when it turned out that the stranger was my ex's Uncle. I was all too happy to comply. He was ruthless and powerful when it came to business, known for being a tycoon playboy around the ladies. Not one of those ladies could melt his ice-cold heart until he met a Bubble, Fierce Soraya Reed./1/112092/coverorgin.jpg?v=d6ae373479550e3d8eaa9c02334c9072&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The True Heiress He Lost: I Left and Never Looked Back
Audrey had been abducted by the trusted housekeeper for ten years before finally returning to the Winslow family. Upon her return, she discovered that the housekeeper's daughter had been adopted as the Winslow family's own, and her fiancé was particularly attentive to this adopted daughter. In response, Audrey had the housekeeper imprisoned and evicted the adopted daughter from the house. However, her parents and fiancé berated her harshly, consistently siding with the adopted daughter. Feeling betrayed and unwelcome, Audrey decided to sever ties with the family./0/82369/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd239b34862b4b6362488363aff545ad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Adam Carter: Rebuilding a Life
I was Ethan Miller, an aspiring architect, deeply in love with Olivia Beaumont, the formidable CEO of a New York luxury empire. Our bond seemed unbreakable, her passion fierce, almost consuming. I was her world, or so I believed. But that possessive love, tangled with her power, brought three devastating betrayals. It began with a jarring public humiliation involving a charismatic musician she' d "discovered." My quiet professional dream was mocked. Then my trust was shattered further when she confessed a desperate, illicit pregnancy, blaming family pressure for the child being his, not mine. My heart broke again, but I still clung to the hope of the woman who once chased me. The final, soul-crushing blow: she publicly gifted my late mentor' s priceless manifesto, a symbol of my core identity, directly to the man who' d stolen my place. How could the woman who claimed to live for me so relentlessly dismantle my life, leaving me a ghost of my former self? Every painful revelation left me questioning if her love was a blessing or a curse. Broken beyond repair, I shed my old life. I became Adam Carter, fleeing to a quiet Oregon town to rebuild. But Olivia Beaumont, unwilling to relinquish her hold, tracked me down. Her desperate, final attempt to reclaim me involved a shocking revelation and a treacherous act, forcing a confrontation that would decisively close our destructive chapter and reveal the true depths of betrayal./0/89878/coverorgin.jpg?v=2a24d916f90c16dae546bd6aa2f76688&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Husband's Deception, Wife's Awakening
This was the third time I had tried to kill myself. Each time, my brother-in-law, Dustin Martin, found me and saved me. But then, I found his watch, a Patek Philippe I' d commissioned for my husband, Evertt, who was presumed dead in a plane crash. The engraving on the back read: "H&E, Forever." My heart stopped. Why did Dustin have Evertt' s watch? A cold dread filled me. I had to know. I had to find out the truth. I stumbled out of my hospital room and heard voices from the waiting area. It was Kylee, Dustin' s pregnant fiancée, and a man' s voice I knew better than my own. It was Evertt' s voice. I peeked around the corner. "Dustin" was holding Kylee in his arms. "Evertt, what if she finds out?" Kylee whispered. "What if she realizes you' re not Dustin?" "She won' t," Evertt said, his voice cold and indifferent. "Her grief is too deep. She sees what she wants to see." The man who had saved me from suicide, the man I thought was my brother-in-law, was my husband. My living, breathing husband. And he had watched me suffer, letting me drown in grief, all for his dead brother' s fiancée. My entire world had been a lie. A cruel, twisted joke. But then, a new thought, cold and sharp, cut through my pain. An escape. I would be strong enough to destroy him./0/94884/coverorgin.jpg?v=effe11a86b053e5de2fd1b302521aa24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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My Brothers Best Friend book 1
He ruined my life He told me he loved me He told me he would wait for me He cheated on me. That’s what you get for believing the bad boy That’s what you get for knowing Ashton Barraman Courtney Mendez was always a A + student until she decided to show the whole world who she really was, this caused a lot of people to look at her differently. But for one person she made mad and wanted nothing more to make her suffer her brothers’ best friend; Ashton”Asher” Barraman. True to his word he did just that, he made sure she got expelled for something she didn’t do. One year have passed and Courtney is back and ready for anything he throws at her cause she knows she has friends and a loyal boyfriend Bentley Jovanni, but is this guy all he seems? will Asher unmask the guy she beleived all this time to be on her side. This isn’t a typical love story cliche this is about two teenagers fighting for their right to be who they truly are join the journey of Courtney and Ashton’s life. You’ll be pleasantly surprised./0/35751/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3432db8a088c4d7a9643293b36f3511&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married With the Broken Hearted CEO
Two CEO’s got in an arranged marriage for convenience. One is a strong willed woman who doesn’t believe in love. The other is a cold-hearted man who was rejected by his unrequited love. Adira Hale and Chadwick McElroy appear to be perfect in front of many. They are rich, influential, leaders and good-looking. People said that there are the best couple, a match-made by heaven.But the truth is far from the imaginary perfect romance that one could think of. Adira only married Chadwick in order to get pregnant. All she desires is his body and not his affection. Meanwhile, Chadwick despises the idea of sharing the bed with his wife just because he’s still in love with another woman. Is there a chance for the love to bloom between temptation and betrayals?/0/38254/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d7e52b1b201fbea74d61a224c39cffb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fake Online Romance
Alice Sharon has a boyfriend online. They have been in a relationship for three months, but they just know each other’s appearance through photos. Finally, they decide to date in real life. They choose the date place at Room 8520 in Star Hotel. However, Alice enters the wrong room and meets drunk Caper Bowman, a powerful man in the whole city. Alice takes it for granted that Caper is her online boyfriend and sleeps with him. The next day, Alice finds she has mistaken her boyfriend. She is so regretful that she finds her online boyfriend to explain. However, she finds it’s all her online boyfriend’s plot .../0/19638/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ed72dc11326646e79ec21c993b98692&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Taming her wild heart
Hazel-Rose Knight, the woman with the wild heart, and the soul to match. She came into my life without warning and turned it upside down. I have not met anyone like her. She was one of a kind, with her smart mouth, live in the moment attitude and wasn't afraid to go after what she wanted. She has kept me on my toes since the moment we met. She was used to getting what she wanted, but I wasn't going to make it that easy for her. She and I were very different, polar opposites to be more exact. Hazel-Rose enjoyed one-night stands, flings and didn't believe in commitment. I, however, preferred dating, getting to know someone before I jump into bed with them. I don't do one-nights, I prefer romance. I wanted her, she wanted me, but we both wanted different things we had to hatch a plan between us. We made a deal, Hazel-Rose will go on three dates with me, and at the end of them, she would get what she wants. Well, that was the plan, but sometimes plans don't always go the way you expect them too. And sometimes two strangers can change each other's life forever./0/18543/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ce7aaa0c996b5bdd3ce2f3c428a37bb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Touch Of Fancy
A drugged Clark enters her room and his last line of defense crumbles to bits as he lays eyes on Rachel's face. The night had been wonderful. However, neither of them could have expected the dangers that were to come: Rachel's sister, fuelled with jealousy for her, and a desire for Clark, will try all she can to get Rachel out of her way. Fortunately, Clark is her knight in shining armor and he will protect her from everything that is yet to come./1/100516/coverorgin.jpg?v=a9567f8e97b0e1c605958e2ab6e28323&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Mirror Too Honest
Sophia Hayes has perfected the art of control. In the high-pressure world of The Metropolitan, she's the youngest senior journalist ever hired-an achievement built on ruthless discipline, flawless execution, and a reputation that makes even seasoned reporters double-check their facts before speaking to her. She is sharp. Unshakeable. Precise to the bone. Her life runs on deadlines, color-coded calendars, and emotional walls tall enough to withstand anything. Dean Mercer is everything she isn't-and everything she doesn't have time for. A wildly successful illustrator whose comic series Love Is a Mess has a cult following online, Dean lives in a world where structure is optional and inspiration is everything. His apartment is chaos. His sleep schedule is chaos. His heart is chaos. He creates brilliance in messy strokes but hides his deepest truths behind humor, charm, and a smile that masks more wounds than he lets on. So when the magazine pairs them for a high-stakes project-a revolutionary feature blending investigative journalism with illustrated storytelling-everyone expects disaster. Sophia expects worse. Their assignment: explore modern love through real stories across the city. Raw, unfiltered, unpredictable love. Exactly the kind of assignment that makes Sophia want to run. Dean arrives late to their first meeting with coffee stains and excuses. Sophia arrives with a binder thick enough to double as a weapon. Dean studies her timeline like it's written in a foreign language. Sophia studies Dean like he's a problem she needs to solve before he derails everything she's built. Their partnership begins in sparks-sharp, heated, dangerous sparks. Arguments disguised as discussions. Discussions disguised as power struggles. Power struggles disguised as creative differences. But tension has a habit of twisting into something else when the nights grow long. As they dive into the city-interviewing strangers whose love stories survived decades, storms, heartbreaks, second chances-something shifts between them. Slowly. Quietly. Against both of their wills. Sophia begins to see past Dean's easy humor to the man underneath-the one who fears failing the people he cares about, who draws comics because it's the only way he knows how to tell the truth. And Dean sees the cracks in Sophia's armor-the vulnerability she protects like a secret, the softness she doesn't show, the fire in her that the world misunderstands as coldness. Their conversations deepen. Their arguments soften. Their laughter blends. And the chemistry-the kind they both pretend not to notice-tightens around them like an invisible thread. But the closer they get, the heavier the air becomes. Because both of them are hiding something. Sophia hides her fear of losing control. Dean hides his fear of being the reason someone gets hurt. And the feature they're creating-meant to uncover the truth about modern love-begins exposing truths they never meant to reveal. About each other. About themselves. Their late-night work sessions grow intimate, electric. Their stories blur with the stories they're collecting. Dean sketches Sophia without meaning to-capturing expressions she never lets the world see. Sophia writes notes about him she can't bring herself to delete. Something real starts forming in the space between them, fragile but undeniable. Until the past they both buried finds them. A mistake from Dean's life-one he thought he'd left behind-reaches the editorial floor at the worst possible time. A detail with enough weight to derail the feature, shatter their progress, and wound the one person who finally saw him clearly. Sophia's instinct is survival. Run before she gets hurt. Seal her heart before it cracks open. Dean's instinct is retreat. Protect her from the version of himself he fears is still true. Deadlines tighten. Trust fractures. Their work stalls, their communication splinters, and the connection they've been dancing around threatens to snap under the strain. But desire doesn't listen to logic. And hearts don't obey deadlines. Even as they pull away, they keep orbiting each other-drawn back together by an ache neither can extinguish. Their arguments deepen into something rawer, heavier. Their silence holds more meaning than their words. They must choose: fight for the story that could define their careers... or fight for the connection that could rewrite their futures. And when an unexpected message, a truth revealed too late, and one irreversible decision collide, they're forced to confront the question their feature was meant to answer: What does love look like today- and can two people living at opposite rhythms find it before it slips through their fingers? On the edge of losing their partnership... their second chance... and each other... /0/23549/coverorgin.jpg?v=bf917a234b204e5e37f1e2a7be299c85&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shower Of Love
They loved each other but never expressed their feelings. They again met ten years later and got married but he abandoned her after the wedding. When she went to him to take her rights, he sent her behind the bars and was about to marry his love. Why did he marry her and send her behind the bars? To know, read the story/0/84403/coverorgin.jpg?v=a5cc4663e30aa1afa2bcabbeeafbbacb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Kills: A Calculated Revenge
I stood at the altar, ready to marry Nicole, the woman I' d given up everything for-my pro-gaming career, my entire life savings, all poured into her dreams. The priest' s words hung in the air, echoing across the Napa Valley vineyard: "Do you, Ethan Lester, take Nicole Anderson...?" Suddenly, a disheveled figure stumbled through the guests – Ryan Clark, her college ex, the "one that got away," clutching his head and declaring he was dying of an inoperable brain tumor. Nicole froze, her hand dropping from mine, her eyes wide with a horrifying mix of concern and sick romanticism. She turned from me, from our wedding, from our life, helping him to his feet and disappearing among the grapevines, leaving me utterly alone. A cold voice inside my head, belonging to the "pact" that governed my own dormant glioblastoma, clinically confirmed: "Condition check failed. Loyalty parameter at zero. Pact objective failed." My blood ran cold, not just from her betrayal, but from the chilling reality that the lie he spoke was the exact truth of my own silent, ticking death sentence. How could my entire sacrifice, my very life, be so easily dismissed for a transparent, manipulative sob story, when my own truth was far more devastating? With only one week left to live and a "final wish" granted by the pact, I made the only choice that mattered: Ryan' s supposed tumor would be completely and miraculously cured./0/86906/coverorgin.jpg?v=e2881d8decdadfc9ac68e03c37ec45f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Escape From Their Broken Promises
For five years, Olivia loved Mark. But his heart belonged to another, so he decided to destroy her reputation, framing her as a cheater and ruining her name in their tight-knit community. Just as she was about to end it all, Mark' s brother, Ethan, pulled her back, whispering promises of love and marriage. He seemed like her savior, shielding her from gossip and rebuilding her confidence. But on the eve of their wedding, Olivia overheard Ethan revealing the truth: their marriage was a sham, designed to clear Mark' s name and allow him to marry his true love, Sophia. Olivia was just a pawn, an obstacle neatly moved aside. Heartbroken and enraged, she fled, only to be reminded of her heroic parents and a fierce new purpose ignited within her. After giving up everything to find her, Ethan and Mark finally located Olivia two years later. They begged for forgiveness, but she kept them at arm's length, even after they saved her life in a deadly attack. Now, she's leaving again, for good this time, choosing freedom over their desperate apologies./0/62189/coverorgin.jpg?v=08fc74d8959ff69bd5cad77c165fa6ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I HATE LOVING YOU
"You were there the night my sister died," Adrian accuses, his voice laced with venom. "And I'll never forgive you for it." "I don't remember that night," she whispers, tears blurring her vision. "But I swear, I would never hurt you." Lena Prescott is forced into an arranged marriage with Adrian Calloway, a man who was once her closest friend. Lena has loved Adrian since they were teenagers, but Adrian is now driven by vengeance, convinced that Lena knows the truth about his sister's mysterious death. He blames her for a tragedy she can't remember. Adrian Calloway, has only one goal: to make her life a living hell. Bound by duty and love, Lena endures a torturous marriage until she can no longer bear it and escapes with a secret that could change everything-she's pregnant with twins. As Adrian uncovers the real story behind his sister's death, he realizes that Lena is also a victim, not the villain he believed her to be, but by then, she's gone. In a race against time and another admire of Lena, Adrian must find Lena and prove that love can heal even the deepest wounds. But will she ever forgive him for the pain he's caused, or is their love destined to remain a tragic memory?/0/79710/coverorgin.jpg?v=bde03e1d4246139e3ce10461eb868584&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Man Who Killed My Father, The Father of My Son
I was a top trauma surgeon, living a life dedicated to saving others, trying to bury the ghost of a past love. Then he walked back into my life – Dr. Ethan Cole, the man I swore I’d ruined six years ago, my brilliant ex-boyfriend, now my new co-chief. And he brought a dazzling fiancée. His coldness was a physical blow; he denied our entire history, returning cherished mementos and blocking my attempts to explain. His fiancée, Sophia, relished in publicly twisting our past, painting me as a career saboteur. I was humiliated, utterly alone. My heart screamed. He knew the truth about the manipulation that caused our first breakup – I’d learned he found out years ago. So why this cruel, calculated torment? Why endure his icy indifference, his public disdain? It was beyond comprehension. But nothing prepared me for the ultimate betrayal: when my beloved father collapsed, clinging to life, Ethan, the only surgeon who could save him, coldly refused. My father died, and I was left with nothing but shattered trust and a burning question: Was this his vengeance? I packed my bags, determined to disappear forever, but fate had a twisted secret waiting for me./0/47484/coverorgin.jpg?v=03b55504d5033b9499ad448d28d84f6c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
More than Roses
Vanessa had always dreamt of pursuing a career in music, but her father had different plans for her. During her first year studying the course her father had chosen, she encountered Marvin. He wasn't just handsome; his smile had the power to melt Vanessa's heart. She fell in love with him and became obsessed with the idea of making him hers. However, Marvin carried a past that hindered him from pursuing the woman he loved. Grace, Vanessa's friend and roommate, also had her sights set on Marvin and was willing to go to great lengths to win his heart. Marvin found himself at a crossroads, faced with a choice that could either define him or destroy him./0/92225/coverorgin.jpg?v=607342ac5c3a8668e7f7c3d28f27ddb3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Echoes of a Silent Song
I was part of a famous duo with Brayden Reynolds in the industry. He once shielded me from a stalker's acid attack and chose to go public with our relationship at the height of his fame, giving me a sense of security. Everyone believed our story would end like the songs I wrote for him. A perfect finale with the couple walking hand in hand toward happiness. But then that girl sang our love song in a live stream, duetting sweetly with Brayden. She even sent me the recording. "Thanks for the hit song, Eve," she said. "And thanks for shaping Brayden into such a great man. From now on, he's all mine." At the end of the video, Brayden stood half-naked, his back revealing a jagged, ugly scar. I made a phone call, cranking the speaker to max, savoring the woman's fading screams through the receiver. "Eve Walton!" Brayden's fiery rage burned in his eyes. But I just smiled and slapped the divorce papers and settlement agreement in front of him./0/81118/coverorgin.jpg?v=df561edaccb69235bc461352471d8601&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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