Romance Books for Women
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Falling for my billionaire lecturer
Getting into Harvard had always been Sophie Macs dream, and having that fulfilled felt like things were finally falling into place, but when Sophie starts to experience difficulty in school due to work and other extra activities which also made her fail the one important subject she knew she wasn't meant to fail, she's left with no other option than to look for a tutor what she isn't ready for is the emotions that comes with it together with the shocking surprise that comes after./0/55668/coverorgin.jpg?v=4e54ac3f50e5ebfe06e987bc90f0cf6d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chosen To Be His Luna
Ana Reign is having the most difficult time deciding on whether to support her parents or to support her lover. It was easier when all she wanted to do was support her parents and make them happy but that was when she was oblivious to the fact that her parents were only using her. Betrayal is definitely inevitable, but who will she Betray? Her parents or her lover?/0/23872/coverorgin.jpg?v=164d65aba45aa2574e9fdd41e039717b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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A Second Chance, Fall In Love Again
The sharp pain in my head was nothing compared to my stepsister Sarah' s screams. My fiancé, Liam, already by her side, shot me a look of pure accusation: "Chloe, what the hell did you do?" Sarah clutched her ankle, twisting her face in agony, then whispered, "She was just… upset that you were holding my hand." A gentle poison. Liam' s suspicion solidified into certainty, his eyes hardening with disgust as he scooped Sarah into his arms. "Her ankle looks broken. We can' t carry her and help you walk. You' ll have to wait here." He abandoned me in the middle of nowhere, my own leg throbbing, my head pounding, leaving me utterly alone with a profound, bottomless despair. In the hospital, Sarah and her doctor brother, Dr. Evans, casually manipulated Liam, fabricating a diagnosis of a mere bruise for my fractured leg, and suggesting I was "not well." Liam, blinded by guilt and Sarah' s lies, agreed. The man I loved was gone, replaced by an angry stranger who punished me for a pain he refused to see. He pushed my wheelchair, demanding an apology, completely ignoring the new, blinding agony ripping through my leg as it jolted. A dark discoloration rapidly spread from my knee, yet Dr. Evans dismissed it as "just the bruising settling." They were going to send me to a mental institution. I looked at Liam, then at the ring he tossed to the floor-our future, discarded. Something within me broke, a cool, clear voice whispering: Let go of this life. I can give you a new one. I shed my old self, my art, my love for Liam. I was Chloe no more. As I finally walked onto the hospital rooftop, Liam' s scream cut through the air. He lunged, a desperate, impossible attempt to save me, only to fall with me./0/24521/coverorgin.jpg?v=bd7bf59104242f46e980486d7f5bc18a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Serial Killer In Love
Sting, a heartless and brutal killer falls for Sofia an orphan who detests him after finding out he killed a man who was like a father to her. Sting is a gang member who is given assignments to kill big business men and clears their bank account. He meets Sofia through Red who is also a gang member. Red went to meet meet his new girlfriend at her house and decides to take Sting with him. It turns out that Red's girlfriend is the same lady he slapped and almost killed at a club but gets lost in thought after sighting her sister Sofia. He remembers seeing her through the window of her bosses office while he was threatening to fire her if she doesn't sleep with him. Stick around to see the way this story turns out!!!/0/25170/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd8be56cf83890f5f3699f05846500dc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pregnancy Before Marriage: Wanted Fugitive Fiancée
She was a famous bounty hunter, who caught wanted man specially! This time she caught an underworld boss. This underworld boss made a nationwide order to find her! Although she was a cunning fox, she was still controlled by him. He threatened to torture her to death! Since this was the destiny, she would take the initiative! There was always an end to a revenge. When she was deeply in love, she turned around and left, so that he could not see her tears. However, she was pregnant. That powerful and handsome man with seduction in his eyes, "Do you want to escape with my child? You have nowhere to hide! "/1/101740/coverorgin.jpg?v=9c9a6cbbb54a2ebb0db8b50d886ea0a6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Haunting The Husband Who Ignored My Pleas
The bomb strapped to my chest had less than a minute on the timer. I called my husband, begging him to save me. "Kevin, please. This is real. I'm going to die." But Kevin just sighed, his voice dripping with annoyance. "Stop the drama, Michelle. Violet is having a panic attack because her cat is stuck in a tree. I don't have time for your jealousy games." He hung up. Moments later, the warehouse exploded, and I was gone. But I didn't cross over. My spirit was tethered to Kevin, an invisible spectator to his life. I watched him roll his eyes at my mother’s frantic calls. I watched him perform the autopsy on my charred body, convinced I was actually hiding in a hotel to punish him. It wasn't until he returned to the blast site and found my wedding ring in the ash that he finally broke. He fell to his knees, screaming my name. I thought his remorse would free me. But then he discovered the truth: Violet had orchestrated my murder. He cornered her, his grief mutating into a violent, obsidian hatred. I tried to drift away, but the invisible chain binding me to him suddenly tightened, crushing my soul. I realized with absolute horror that the truth hadn't set me free. His hatred was an anchor, heavier than his love ever was. I wasn't just a ghost anymore. I was his haunting, and I was never leaving./0/85842/coverorgin.jpg?v=6fc7f78c1b0b33a4ef6692fcfc64e2c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Fake Love to True Bliss
For six years, our life together with Ashley was a perfectly curated social media feed: beautiful, aspirational, and utterly fake. I, Ethan Miller, the indie filmmaker, thought we were finally building something real, meticulously picking out wedding invitations with my social media influencer fiancée. Then, a bombshell. "I need to postpone the wedding," Ashley announced, tears welling up in a performance worthy of an Oscar. Her childhood friend Liam' s dying mother, she claimed, had one last wish: to see Ashley marry her son. Not only did she steal the wedding rings I designed for us to marry Liam, but Ashley-the woman I was supposed to spend my life with-also callously mocked my own dying mother for being too desperate to get married. The betrayal clawed at me, but the horror deepened when I returned home to find Liam and Ashley cozy on our couch, with my belongings being boxed up by her bodyguards. I was a prisoner in my own home, a "harmless" man she could discard at will. When I tried to leave, Liam's hired thugs abducted me in my own lobby, while Ashley' s bodyguards stood by, watching. I woke up to Ashley and Liam staging a sick charade, falsely accusing me of assaulting Liam' s "dying" mother. "You monster! How could you?" Ashley screamed, before violently slapping me. Then, with a chillingly calm expression, she grabbed my wrist and twisted. I screamed as I heard the sickening crack. My wrist was broken. "Don't ever get in my way again," she hissed, leaving me broken and alone. She even tried to buy my silence, threatening to ruin my career if I ever spoke the truth. But her theatrical sorrow, the stolen rings, the staged kidnapping, the deliberate injury-it all solidified into a cold, hard resolve within me. I was done playing her game. "Can you find me a new bride?" I asked my sister, and then, a name from my past surfaced: Chloe Peterson./0/82922/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c593cbf9c4ccb6d5c2150e62ed8941f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Framed: The Dancer's Reckoning
My new, hostile stepfamily was hardly a welcome wagon as I fought for a coveted dance scholarship at Northwood University. Then, my world truly started to unravel. My crucial audition music mysteriously vanished, thanks to my stepsister Isabelle, whose cruelty was just warming up. Days later, campus security "found" stolen exam papers and Isabelle' s diamond bracelet meticulously planted in my room. Overnight, I was branded a thief and an academic cheat, suspended from school, my reputation shattered, my scholarship dreams utterly crushed. How could everyone so readily believe such convenient lies, turning me into a pariah, a target for the university' s whispers? How could "evidence" so perfectly frame me, leaving me isolated and utterly out of options? My anonymous blog, "The Campus Muse," where I poured out raw truths about integrity and overcoming adversity, became my last desperate refuge. What I didn't realize was that the voice I found there – a voice speaking truth into the echoing chamber of false accusations – was about to resonate deeply with an unexpected ally, setting in motion a chain of events that would expose Isabelle' s calculated malice and fight to reclaim my name./0/38797/coverorgin.jpg?v=f2318d860540142980264d92b4821f3c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MARRIAGE TO SECURE HIS HEIRS
Sage had a one night stand with a complete stranger and as a result she had her adorable baby boys...Liam and Logan. She is a cleaner and isn't ashamed of her job,after all a job is a job as long as she has a roof over her head and paying the bills... Their company got a big contract in Miami and is forced to relocate yet Sage has no idea that this move is about to change her life and that of her babies when she learns the company they are cleaning belongs to her mystery man..the father of her babies...Bruno Romero....and once their paths cross again the handsome spaniard is determined to make Sage his....forever..../0/20628/coverorgin.jpg?v=311aa3ad01eec72d74c7f0f6f52c6ef2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Metamob
Aiden Metcalfe, the son of a Faery princess and an Alpha wolf, possesses an ability so unique, he can get away with murder. When he is hired by mafia Don, Rafael Hernandez, to kill his daughter, Charlie, the lead witness in his murder trial, Aiden thinks it will be like every other kill he had committed in the past. But he couldn’t have been more wrong. Suddenly, as he hunts his target, his dormant wolf begins to wake and Aiden discovers there’s more to Charlie than he could ever imagine. Will Aiden be able to comply with Rafael's wishes or will his wolf bring more than he bargained for./0/81949/coverorgin.jpg?v=cbf1da6ac8fe8e8bc43c0910e747083a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Kills a Future
My world with Chloe revolved around our eagerly awaited baby, our future taking happy shape with every nursery plan. An Instagram tag from her popped up then, a seemingly innocent ping. I opened it, and the image delivered a brutal, physical blow, vaporizing my reality. Chloe lay pale but smiling in a hospital bed, holding hands with her ex-husband Mark, in the bed beside her. The caption read: "This time, I'm choosing to be brave for love." My mind reeled: a bone marrow donor? Where was our baby? Comments hailed her a hero, oblivious to the life she'd just ended, never telling me. She returned, demanding comfort, yet casually dismissed my silent agony over our lost child. Her shocking nonchalance toward our baby' s life ignited a silent, seething rage deep inside me. I finally grasped that my unwavering kindness had enabled her, teaching her that monumental betrayals carried no real consequences. How could she expect recovery meals after such a horrific, selfish act? Staring at the stranger in my wife's eyes, the illusion shattered. "I want a divorce," I declared, beginning my fight to reclaim my shattered life./0/21926/coverorgin.jpg?v=278138b4188e097119760227974fd143&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE UNWANTED MARRIAGE
Alyssa De Guzman was in a tight situation regarding her grandma's illness, so when Master Guang Lee offers him help in exchange for marrying his grandson Leonard Lee the CEO of GL corp., she has no choice but to agree. On the day of their wedding, she never thought that she would fall in love at first sight with her husband-to-be. She was even more attracted to him. The gentleness Leonard Lee shows to her at their wedding. She felt excited and expects that her marriage will be a perfect one. But she is unaware that after the show, the true feelings of her husband towards her will come out. His HATRED against her! What do you think fate awaits her at the hands of her husband? Will she still choose to love him or choose to hate him back?/0/57291/coverorgin.jpg?v=9707693962f3049ce4f630ed481594c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love, Lies, And Hidden Truths
Jeri was pregnant and chose to give birth to the child without knowing who the father was. When she awoke from her massive blood loss during labor, she realized that her status as the family's daughter had changed; her father was not her biological father. She was left with no choice but to navigate a web of deceit and heartbreak. However, when a mysterious stranger saves her life and wins her heart, she is forced to confront her dark past and the shocking truth about her child's father. As secrets emerge and family ties are revealed, Jeri must decide between love, vengeance, and redemption. Will she find happiness or succumb to the darkness that surrounds her?/0/79678/coverorgin.jpg?v=55138f0878688fb1b554caf847de3840&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tell Me Now,Are We Real?
Everyone knows Henry Allen, the charming, untouchable heir to the powerful Allen Group, a conglomerate that controls more than half the businesses in the country. With wealth, influence, and a future already carved out for him, Henry seems to have it all. But no one knows his secret. Behind the glitz and headlines, Henry is in love with Andrea Evans, a brilliant independent woman far from the world of billionaires. Their relationship is hidden, fragile, and forbidden. Because Henry's future isn't his own. He's being arranged to marry Ava Lawrence, the perfect daughter of the richest man in the neighboring country, a union designed to seal an empire, not a love story./0/86167/coverorgin.jpg?v=db7b383a42ba1b0a484525706968f85c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Left to Burn, Rose to Reign
My life with Mark was a fairy tale, or so I thought. We built a tech empire together, and he swore I was his destiny, strong enough to defy any pre-written fate. Then, one night, a fire broke out at our office. I was trapped, bleeding and broken, reaching out for him. He looked at me, his eyes met mine for a fleeting second, then he ran right past me. He scooped up Emily, our intern, who was barely in danger, and carried her to safety. He left me there, on the burning floor. I woke up in the hospital, my body shattered. Mark wasn't by my side. He was with Emily, in the VIP suite, making sure his "destined love" was comfortable. He sent his assistant to tell me I was being "dramatic" for even thinking of a divorce. Then Emily herself showed up, gloating, admitting she set the fire, and demanding my wedding ring. My heart didn't just break; it solidified into ice. How could the man who swore to protect me abandon me so completely? How could he believe such an obvious lie? And why did I let myself be fooled by a script I knew by heart? The pain was nothing compared to the rage that coursed through me. I looked at Jessica, my best friend, and told her to get my lawyer on the phone. I was done being the victim in their story. It was time to write my own ending, and it started with burning everything down./0/83247/coverorgin.jpg?v=8de1011035014a1dd7ae93cfd64e5665&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Venomous Wife's New Victim
I gasped, air burning my lungs, and woke up in my boyhood room, fifteen years in the past. My nightmare, my first brutal life at the hands of my venomous wife Tiff and her associate Marcus Thorne, was seemingly over. But then, my adoptive brother Kyle, with a greedy glint in his eye, declared at breakfast, "I want Tiff!" He remembered. Kyle, the arrogant fool, was reborn too, still chasing the very woman who had orchestrated my destruction. A cold, fierce joy ignited in me as I considered the drugs, the abuse, the helplessness I' d suffered in my past life at Tiff' s command. He was blindly walking into the same web of torment, envious of a "glamorous" life that had been my personal hell. The injustice of it, the sickening realization that he desired the very chains that had bound me, fueled a grim resolve. I died believing I was discarded trash, and Kyle' s casual disdain for everyone else had festered in my first life. But never again would I be a victim; this was my chance for justice, for everyone she' d hurt. "If Kyle prefers Tiffany," I said, meeting my adoptive father' s surprised gaze, "I have no objection to marrying Olivia Vance." My first move in a game of fate and vengeance had just been played./0/86816/coverorgin.jpg?v=f5776a39d6bdaf9d4302075f79224cf5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's Rebirth
For six years, I' d been Julian Hayes' s perfect accessory, Eleanor Vance, the "beautiful artist" he' d saved. On my birthday, playing poker with powerful men, Julian, with a cruel smile, offered me as his wager: "If I lose this hand, Eleanor is yours for the night." He' d won, of course, and then claimed me with a possessive kiss, a chilling display of ownership. That night, my world truly shattered. Julian ignored me, charming a young woman named Chloe, a carbon copy of his deceased first love. He then sent me to dress Chloe for her new life with him, revealing I was pregnant during this humiliating ordeal. My secret hope that a child would change things was crushed when Chloe, the exact person who made me pregnant, staged an accident, throwing herself down the stairs and blaming me. Julian, believing her, cast me out, coldly messaging my sister to "Keep her. She' s a liability." From my hospital bed, I was released from Julian' s gilded cage only to find myself traded to Marcus Thorne, a ruthless rival, like property. He was violent, leaving bruises that I had to hide. My desperation led to a dangerous choice-a last resort plan to fake my own death. How could the man I loved, my childhood savior, discard me so carelessly, then sell me to a monster? How could he fall for such a transparent lie engineered to completely erase me? Despite everything, I had to create a new life, to build a future free from the shadow of the man who had bought and sold me like a thing./0/83896/coverorgin.jpg?v=bbcb534caccfc28ffbf481c1294706ba&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Designing Her Own Life
For ten years, I was Gabrielle Fuller, successful graphic designer turned dedicated wife, my life orbiting Andrew Scott, my charismatic lawyer husband. Then my father, a well-respected judge and Andrew' s mentor, made a dying wish: "Gabby… promise me… you and Andrew… work it out." Hours later, clutching my phone in the sterile waiting room, I tried to reach Andrew, who was at a crucial legal conference in London. Dozens of calls, countless texts – all went unanswered. Finally, on the twentieth try, an unfamiliar female voice answered Andrew' s phone: Jennifer Chavez, his ex-girlfriend and current colleague. Her clipped tone dismissed my emergency, saying he was "busy." The world tilted as I realized the unspoken truth: he was with her, and she was answering his calls while my father lay dying. My father' s funeral unfolded without Andrew; his absence a glaring wound in the front row, a whisper among the city's legal elite. I clung to flimsy excuses until I saw it: Andrew' s beaming photo celebrating a "big win" in London, posted the day my father died, with a photo of him and Jennifer captioned by Andrew: "Couldn't have done it without you." Every excuse shattered. He had time for social media but not for my desperate calls. The man I built my life around wasn't unreachable; he was simply unavailable to me. I called my best friend, Molly: "It' s over. I need a divorce lawyer." Now, I reclaim my life, piece by painful piece, starting with a new job and finding my own purpose. But when Andrew returns, pleading ignorance and begging for another chance, can I truly move on when the past refuses to let go?/0/84545/coverorgin.jpg?v=866052e2a976171eadd20b4591955398&imageMogr2/format/webp)
