Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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The Secret Admirer
"The Secret Admirer": When successful advertising agent Sarah starts receiving mysterious love letters and gifts from an anonymous admirer, she's both flattered and confused. But as the notes become increasingly romantic and the gifts more lavish, Sarah begins to suspect that the admirer might be someone with a motive. As she tries to uncover the truth, she finds herself drawn to four very different men - the charming and confident new hire at her company, the sweet and dependable best friend who's been there all along, the arrogant son of a mafia and lastly her hot sexy boss./0/98487/coverorgin.jpg?v=f481953646e74f6fe49c941871ae2993&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Second Chances: her sweet counterattack
"Listen, Hazel, i'm letting this slide, not because I tolerate you, but because I have someone waiting upstairs. If you know what's good for you, stay calm. And think about how to make Lisa comfortable. Do you hear me?" *** For two years, Hazel had paused her life and career, building a home for Felix. A home he never cared about. But this time, she chose herself. Watching her walk away was easy–but what wasn't so easy, was watching everything he thought he built crumble before his eyes./0/86158/coverorgin.jpg?v=3e4bb282d65b44e87c1f159c2eced84b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Drowning In Betrayal, Rising Stronger
The first thing I felt was water in my lungs, then nothing. Now, I woke up in a sterile hospital room, my head throbbing, with three years of my life mysteriously wiped clean. My father explained it away as an "accident," a fall into a lake, but the icy demeanor of my supposedly devoted bodyguard, Liam, and the saccharine sweetness masking venom from my stepsister, Brittany, painted a disturbing picture. "You valued him," my father said of Liam, confirming my worst suspicions about a past I couldn't recall, yet instinctively recoiled from. The "caring" nurse, the dismissive father, the subtly cruel stepsister-they all confirmed a horrifying truth: I was the obsessed, pathetic fool in a one-sided romance. This betrayal was cemented when Brittany, in a staged "accident," showered Liam with attention, and he, without a moment' s hesitation, left me in my hospital bed to comfort her, his "concern" for her a stark contrast to his disdain for me. Why had my past self been so blind? What dark secrets lay buried in those missing three years that made me cling to a man who despised me and a family that clearly harbored ill will? The humiliation burned hotter than any fever. But in that cold realization, a new resolve was forged. The pathetic Chloe was gone, drowned in that lake. With a click, I deleted Liam' s picture and contact from my phone. My amnesia was not a curse; it was a clean slate, and I vowed to reclaim my life and burn down the world of those who had wronged me./0/83238/coverorgin.jpg?v=375e6993c47c89fc6d7609cd53c45aec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Secret Daughter
I saw him on the magazine cover, Ethan Reed with Chloe Davis, the "perfect couple." Seven years I' d told myself running was for the best, for his success. But seeing the tech billionaire celebrated still felt like a punch. Our past began with debt: my family' s help for his sick brother, twisted into forcing him to "choose" me over childhood friend Chloe. Then the nightmare: my possessive love destroying his life, with a miserable child at its core. Two pink lines confirmed I was pregnant with that child, forcing a terrifying decision. The decision was brutal: I told him our relationship was a "game," then vanished. Alone in London, I raised our daughter Lily, convinced I' d saved him. Five years later, Lily' s severe nut allergy, identical to Ethan' s, innocently revealed all. His raw whisper, "She's mine, Sarah. Lily is my daughter," shattered my facade. Then, an anonymous text with my secret dream's details: Does he know why you ran away? My blood ran cold. How could anyone know? Was my sacrifice a sinister lie? The truth unveiled: Chloe wasn't just a rival. She was a puppet master, feeding us both orchestrated nightmares. She built a manipulative prison of fear. Now, as her schemes explode in public, the true battle for our fragmented family begins./0/86807/coverorgin.jpg?v=3554f96dbd900b4f319ceaae805e9a45&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Second Chances, True Love
"Are you sure about this, Chloe?" Ethan' s voice came through the phone, a mix of hope and disbelief. "Marrying me?" For seven years, I had loved Mark, believing we were a power couple, an architect and a developer building dreams. A week ago, I discovered I was just his "pastime," a "fun distraction." He was already engaged to Sophia Miller, a socialite whose picture was plastered all over the society pages. He offered to keep me as his mistress, a proposition he tried to seal with a diamond-studded collar engraved with "Mine." I reeled, but kept my face blank as he left for Sophia' s birthday party- which I later learned was a surprise party at his mountain estate. He abandoned me on a deserted road after I slapped him for trying to put the collar on me in the car. Sophia appeared, feigning concern, then publicly humiliated me and accused me of pushing her, an accusation Mark instantly believed. He left me in his car, miles from home, only to send his secretary to pick me up and bring me to Sophia' s party. There, Sophia, with Mark's approval, arranged for me to be assaulted, then lied again, claiming I had attacked her. Mark, seeing my bleeding knee but choosing to believe them, told me to apologize, calling me a "crazy ex." Why did he believe her so easily? Why was I, after seven years, so easily replaced by a woman he barely knew, who so clearly hated me? Why was I left feeling nothing but sick, used, and utterly disposable? With the last shred of my dignity, I pulled myself up, refusing to be his victim or her pet. I took the blood money he offered, blocked his number, and escaped, flying home to Ethan, ready to leave the nightmare behind and build a new future for myself./0/96865/coverorgin.jpg?v=853147ef6a9e854fbd250cf143a0c32b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia Queen's Gambit
In the arena, I fought fiercely against my opponent and finally claimed the honor of ten consecutive victories. I turned around and heard my fiancé's beloved clinging to his arm, mocking me. "How could a crude, low-class woman like her ever be worthy of you?" I instinctively looked at Roderick Hudson, expecting him to sharply rebuke her insolence. But the man who had been gentle and caring toward me just yesterday fondly tousled her hair and chuckled softly. "Are you jealous? Relax, you're the only one in my heart." Watching them flirt so brazenly, my heart grew colder by the second. Crude and low-class? I sneered and dialed my father, the mafia boss. "Dad, put the engagement on hold. I want a new match."/0/65069/coverorgin.jpg?v=d5da78c016c6dc861932c2c559b1925e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden Fruit
❤️Forbidden Fruit ❤️ Written By Primus Series (Based on a true life story). From Nathan's point of view. You can actually tell and feel when you are starting to fade away from someone. The conversations get shorter, less meaningful and less exciting. You can feel the wall that's coming up between you two and then in the end, you are back to being strangers. How weird and unbelievably fast the night changes. In every relationship, there comes a point when the damage is too much and no matter how good it once was, the memories can't sustain you. Love they say is a beautiful thing. While getting married to the woman you love is the best feeling in the world./0/84536/coverorgin.jpg?v=bcce18ff4b066233e426da4c13cb367b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price of Her Fame
For seven years, I poured every ounce of my being-my savings, my career, my very essence-into Olivia Reed' s music career. I was the silent force behind her rise, the architect of her dream, believing her success was ours. Then, at her album launch, the night she finally made it, she publicly declared her producer, Liam Hayes, her "soulmate" and kissed him passionately on stage. My world shattered. When I confronted her, she dismissed me like a discarded tool, coldly telling me I was just a placeholder until Liam was ready. The humiliation was unbearable, amplified by the smug triumph in Liam' s eyes. But the real shock came later: Olivia and Liam had a five-year-old son, a child they' d hidden from the world. And the chilling realization? Olivia had secretly taken my DNA, just to confirm the child wasn' t mine, fearing a "paternity scandal" would damage her brand. What was I to her? A bank account? A convenient fool? The man who paid for her secret family, while she laughed behind my back? The betrayal cut deeper than any heartbreak. No longer the naive architect, I decided then and there: Olivia Reed had built her empire on lies and my sacrifice. It was time to tear it all down./0/81616/coverorgin.jpg?v=609b680fb9b0d89d38cbd17785ff9918&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Discarded Wife's Genius Comeback
Eight years of my life, my brilliance, my family inheritance-all poured into Mark' s biotech startup, GenLife. I was the unsung architect, coding his prototypes late into the night, nursing his dying mother, while my own career gathered dust. When GenLife finally soared, Mark was captivated by Cassandra, his self-proclaimed muse and my own biological parents' golden child. Then, gravely ill with pneumonia and desperate, I tried to reach him to pick up our son, Ben. Instead of my husband, I found an Instagram story: Mark, Ben, and the Winthrops-my birth parents-toasting Cassandra' s lavish 'surprise promotion.' The centerpiece? A cake featuring my revolutionary molecule design, dismissed by Mark years ago as "too theoretical," now proudly presented as her intellectual triumph. Standing right there, in front of everyone, our son called Cassandra "Mommy" while his father looked on, unbothered. The raw betrayal, the audacity of parading my stolen work and my own child' s shifted affection, was a physical shock that cut through my fever. How could the man I loved, the family I sacrificed everything for, erase my existence so thoroughly, so publicly? They believed they had broken me, reduced me to nothing. But as I walked out of that opulent restaurant, leaving their celebration behind, a quiet, icy clarity settled in: a phoenix doesn't rise from ashes without first burning down the old world. This was my turning point. This was the moment I chose to reclaim my name, my work, and my future, on my own terms./0/25162/coverorgin.jpg?v=cac4c246dec5725b2bbbbdfe727f200f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Flash Marriage, Sugar Love
Willow Taylor, who was a poor girl under heavy debt, was unexpectedly engaged to the most powerful CEO, which made her live in the spotlight. However, she persisted that her marriage with Charles Williams was only a contract that he would break any time, no mention to be loved, so what she wanted in the marriage was just to escape from his control. But to her surprise, the Boss who had never had a relationship with women loved her like life and never let her go./0/25811/coverorgin.jpg?v=106eb2e4632e3819c02b330a2f2b4102&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Be Modest，My Master of Imperial Guards
Ten years ago, Leng Qingtang rescued Gu Yunxi, orphan of a “sinful” criminal, all by himself, in order to repay his gratitude. Unexpectedly, they were tripped by their destiny. Ten years later, Yunxi heard and believed the false accusation, and bit the hands that fed her. With just one wrong move, love extinguished, and hate appeared. It was a game of power or love. She risked her life and he bet on his love. It turned out that Gu Yunxi was a princess and Leng Qingtang wasn’t a real eunuch. People believed that she ended up in a miserable life! What do you think? Why did Leng Qingtang send Yunxi into the Palace? What was their destiny? Would the fake eunuch win the fair lady?/1/121848/coverorgin.jpg?v=6ae17ffb6c7b1058541e93c06e5f4d48&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE QUEEN OF THE BLACK RAVENS
I trusted them with my heart. They shattered it without hesitation. Aria Hayes grew up surrounded by the Black Ravens Motorcycle Club and the five boys she considered family. They were her protectors, her best friends, and her entire world. Most importantly, one of them was the love of her life. But on the night Aria discovers a devastating betrayal, her perfect world comes crashing down. Heartbroken and abandoned by the people she trusted most, Aria walks away from everything she has ever known. Yet betrayal is only the beginning. As long-buried family secrets begin to surface, Aria discovers that she had a twin sister who disappeared years ago, and her mother's death may not have been an accident. Someone inside the Black Ravens has been hiding the truth all along. Now, with enemies lurking in the shadows and old feelings refusing to die, Aria must uncover the secrets of the past before they destroy her future. Because in Raven Falls, loyalty is fragile, love is dangerous, and sometimes the people who swear to protect you are the ones who betray you first./0/39438/coverorgin.jpg?v=fdbc041a86b50c26bc344e1efc20810d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sold To The Wicked Him
Losing her grandmother, Lea was betrayed by her Aunt Estrella. Instead of introducing her to a work like what they talked about, she was sold in the underground auction. "Five billion dollars going thrice, Sold!" And with that amount of money, her life now belongs to that man. Aiden Lazarus, a person known for his cold personality. Not giving any hint of care toward his surroundings. Raising her chin to meet his face, he let out a smirk that soon disappeared after his words. "So, if you cherish that head of yours, don't let me down. Be the best bride you can ever be"/0/84212/coverorgin.jpg?v=79a7bc29c9bb4497e6a095796943e0dd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When The Housewife Bites Back
My son, Caleb, stood in my home office doorway demanding a graduation trip to Hawaii, acting as entitled as ever. I told him to ask his father for the money because I was divorcing Matthew-his reaction, laughing and saying, "Guys cheat, Mom. It's not a big deal," shattered me. The next text message, from an unknown number, linked to a Reddit post by "UnrulySon" – a private photo of me, labeled by Caleb: "My mom was a total party girl back in the day. Bet you wouldn' t guess it now." Scrolling further, I found his horrifying comments calling me "the warden" and revealing how "Aunt Nicole," my husband' s mistress, had groomed him for years to spread lies about me online, even twisting a moment I saved his life into a calculated performance. As rage boiled over, I vowed to make them all pay, starting by uncovering every single one of Nicole' s manipulations and my husband' s financial schemes./0/84861/coverorgin.jpg?v=72e5fe6fefd024fb95816b5629e73a0e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Revenge Served Cold, Sweet
My husband, Mark, walked in with her draped on his arm, a wide-eyed girl clutching a teddy bear, and casually announced she' d be staying with us. I watched, numb, as she ate chicken from his fork, her lips brushing the metal, her eyes locked on his-a brazen declaration made right at my dining table. The silence that followed, thick and heavy, was broken only by the wet thud of the entire roasted chicken I scraped into the garbage, his furious outburst echoing in the sudden chill of the room. He stood before me, defending her, blaming me, his eyes filled with a disappointment that screamed I was the problem, leaving me bewildered and furious at his immediate, instinctual betrayal. When I stormed out, leaving him alone with her, I thought I was simply escaping, but now I know that was the moment I stopped being his wife and started planning his downfall./0/86159/coverorgin.jpg?v=09f804e078e0b7f45b4ef6ad7f554b40&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rejected Love, Contracted Life
My 22nd birthday was supposed to be perfect, the night I finally confessed my love to Ethan Vance, my guardian and the only family I had left. I found him in his study, surrounded by the familiar scent of old books and leather, but his smile vanished as I told him, "I want you, Ethan. Not as a guardian. Not as a father figure. I'm in love with you." His words, sharp and dismissive, cut me deeper than any knife: "Don't be ridiculous, Ava. You're my ward. You're a child. I raised you! To even think of me that way is… inappropriate. It's wrong." He then called in his fiancée, Brittany, a woman who seemed to glide in on a cloud of malice, and announced their engagement, telling me, "Brittany's room has the best morning light. I'm sure Ava won't mind moving to one of the guest suites." My sanctuary, my home where I poured my dreams into jewelry designs, was being given away, just like that. How could the man who promised to protect me, who cheered my every success, betray me so cruelly? Left with nothing but the echoes of his rejection, fueled by humiliation and a desperate need for escape, I pulled out my phone and texted a man I barely knew: "Mr. Hayes, is your offer for a contract marriage still on the table? I'm ready."/0/44954/coverorgin.jpg?v=a88e57aa413d0ecde215974f58ab4952&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blank Pages: Rediscovering Love
Sara dedicated ten years of her life to Rodrigo Montenegro, her husband. ~ "Screaming won't solve our problems, it just annoys me, Sara," he said. "Everything annoys you," she retorted, tired of fighting for that marriage. "I wish I had never fallen in love with a self-centered, emotionless person... I want to erase you from my heart forever..." She hadn't finished unloading her anger and frustration when, driving over a puddle, the car skidded. ~ A time erased from her memory by an accident. She was startled and pulled her hand back when she saw a tall, imposing stranger standing beside her. "Still angry?" He ran his fingers through his short hair, the dry tone revealing his displeasure with her behavior. "Sara, let's stop this foolish fight." "I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know you." ~ In search of answers, she rekindles old relationships. "Long time no see." With his hands on her waist, he looked her up and down with interest. "You look very beautiful." "Thank you." Sara smiled shyly. Time had been kind to Robson; her ex-boyfriend had become more masculine, handsome, and charming. ~ While falling in love again with her husband. "I'll never tire of making you mine, Sara," Rodrigo confessed, caressing her face. Sara couldn't remember anyone devouring her like that. That was definitely a good reason to have married him, she thought amidst the haze of passion enveloping her mind and body./0/83239/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3df2063fc7bff94d55b0109cc3716b6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Played Dirty: The MIL Who Met Her Match
Sarah was a calm, capable project manager, often jokingly called a "MIL Whisperer" by her friends. She prided herself on being a "domestic diplomat," adept at navigating the trickiest family dynamics. This was her fourth marriage, and she felt well-prepared for any mother-in-law challenges. What Sarah didn't fully realize was the scale of the battlefield she had just entered. Her new husband, Michael, came with a notorious mother, Brenda. This woman had systematically destroyed his previous two marriages, framing one ex-wife for her business's collapse and the other for a manufactured addiction, all to assert absolute control over Michael. Brenda began her campaign of terror immediately. At a "welcome to the family" BBQ, she served Sarah a malicious "artisanal slider" packed with an insane amount of habanero peppers and salt, a public trap. Later, Sarah discovered Brenda had planted a hidden nanny cam in her master bedroom, mirroring the psychological warfare used against former daughters-in-law. Most women would feel overwhelmed, targeted, and utterly helpless by such calculated malice. But Sarah wasn't most women. She had faced worse, and she knew Brenda's every move was a performance, a deliberate attempt to shame and break her. This wasn't just a personal attack; it was a project. Brenda wanted to play dirty with cameras and public humiliation? Fine. Sarah decided to show Brenda exactly how deeply that game could be played, ready to strategically use Brenda's own tactics to dismantle her carefully constructed empire of control./0/96217/coverorgin.jpg?v=aa8d0c8e6658a6947cd9673361a73f73&imageMogr2/format/webp)
