Romance Books for Women
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Sir, you are my destined sweetheart!
People who disappeared seven years ago are back in Olivia Harrison's life. She doesn't know how many steps she has to take before she can stand shoulder to shoulder with Matthew Harrison. One day, she finally realized that he did not love her, but he did not know how to forgive the past. Later, when Olivia asked Matthew why he had taken the auxiliary police training. Matthew looked at her seriously and said, "I have been very afraid ever since. If you're in danger again, I can't protect you."/0/83475/coverorgin.jpg?v=72ef957d46391e085386339ea79f743a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Regret, Her Revolution
I gave him seven years. Seven years of unwavering support, sacrificing my Georgetown scholarship and a promising career to stand by Carter's side. But at Thanksgiving dinner, while his mother gifted his "friend" Sofia a vintage Chanel bag, my reward was a $20 Starbucks gift card. Then, Sofia moved in, and Carter gave her our master bedroom, relegating me to a cramped guest room. My shock turned to horror when Sofia, fully aware of my life-threatening nut allergy, served me pesto pasta, and Carter forced me to eat it. As I gasped for air, he sneered, "Drama, all for attention." He defended her, even after she gleefully destroyed my deceased grandmother's locket. He then accused me of being violent and crazy, kicking me out of my own home. How could the man I loved for seven years betray me so shamelessly, side with a clear manipulator, and dismiss my suffering as an act? Was I truly just a placeholder, a temporary distraction until his "true love" returned from Europe? The pain wasn't just heartbreak; it was a profound injustice. I wouldn't just disappear. Armed with clarity and a quiet fury, I walked away, not to mourn, but to reclaim the ambitious woman he tried to erase. And when he inevitably came crawling back, offering millions to buy my forgiveness, he'd learn that some things, once broken, can never be bought back./0/67362/coverorgin.jpg?v=9c073386463f849715b9bf6134ea58d2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marriage Bargain
In a union of benefit,Ronald Hoffman weds Emily Adair to secure his family's inheritance but under the guise of their arranged marriage , Ronald and Emily harboured secrects His hidden past and she, an unyielding taste for power. As they tackle the treacherous terrain of family opposition and their own desires, they must face the darkness of their own motivation . Will their marriage of benefit become alove match?/0/87386/coverorgin.jpg?v=570eb668d5e0cdea9cc7a0fc9ea19610&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Poisoned Love, Bitter Justice
My mother, a nurse who spent forty years caring for others, was poisoned and left for dead after a charity gala. The woman responsible, Keyla Dixon, stood in court, a mask of tearful innocence, claiming self-defense. The real horror? My husband, Garrison Gardner, the city's top lawyer, was defending Keyla. He tore my mother's reputation apart, twisting the truth until the jury believed Keyla was the victim. The verdict came swiftly: "Not guilty." Keyla hugged Garrison, a triumphant smirk flashing across her face. That night, in our cold mansion, I confronted him. "How could you?" I choked out. He calmly replied, "It was my job. Keyla is a very important client." When I screamed that she tried to kill my mother, he threatened to use my mother's sealed medical records, her history of depression, to paint her as unstable and suicidal. He was willing to destroy her memory to protect his client and his career. I was trapped, humiliated, and heartbroken. He had sacrificed my mother for his ambition, and now he was trying to erase me. But as I signed the divorce papers he had prepared, a wild, desperate plan began to form. If they wanted me gone, I would disappear. And then, I would make them pay./0/83788/coverorgin.jpg?v=bdca93f23384aad896efd8db5399d0e9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Dutiful Wife, His Undeniable Love
The familiar scent of Texas dust welcomed me home after weeks on a sold-out tour, but my mother's strained smile hinted at trouble. Over chicken-fried steak, she dropped a bombshell: an arranged marriage. Not in some period drama, but right here in the 21st century, between me, Ava Monroe, a musician building her own destiny, and Liam Sterling, the grandson of a man my father saved. It was a life-debt, a "gentleman's agreement" from before I was born, now pushed forward by a dying patriarch. I was blindsided, reeling from the archaic notion. This wasn't some fantasy; it was a contract, turning my life into a political maneuver for family honor. The agreement had a cruel twist: it only stood if I wasn't "seriously involved" with anyone. My single status, a consequence of artistic devotion, suddenly trapped me. They rushed the wedding, leaving me married to a handsome stranger who was meticulous, practical, and almost unsettlingly stoic. He treated me with perfect respect, yet his emotional distance left me feeling like a beautiful, but hollow, exhibit in his immaculate penthouse. Then came Victoria. Liam' s long-time, sophisticated pursuer, who saw me as an obstacle and made it clear I was an unwanted intrusion. A seed of raw jealousy took root, twisting my stomach. Was I just fulfilling a duty? Was he secretly longing for someone from his own world, someone who understood his life without constant explanation? Did he even want me, or was I just the inconvenient fulfillment of an ancient pact? I ran. But as I stood on the edge of a bridge, terrified before a charity bungee jump for all the world to see, facing a very real fear, a single thought consumed me. I desperately wished for Liam. And he appeared. He found me, just when I needed him most, pulling me into a fierce, possessive kiss. "I was jealous," he growled. That simple, honest confession shattered every barrier. He chose me. He always chose me. Amidst the chaos of my public life, my arranged marriage was finally becoming a love story, a destiny I was ready to embrace./0/85196/coverorgin.jpg?v=3280f8b0835a2c001bcf592573c9ba03&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Substitute Wife's Revenge
"I' m sorry, Ms. Davies, but there seems to be a problem." The government clerk's words hit me like a physical blow. Liam and I were so excited, registering our baby' s birth early, making it all feel real. Then she said it: "Mr. Liam O' Connell is already married. His marriage to a Ms. Sienna Reed was registered six months ago." My world shattered. Married? To someone else? My cherished marriage certificate was a fake. The man who' d told me he' d searched for me every day during my year-long amnesia, the man who swore he only waited for me, had found a replacement. He had looked me in the eye and lied. Returning home, I found her clothes in his closet, her bracelet in his jewelry box. Then, I heard his voice, soft and intimate on the phone, telling 'her' I suspected nothing. "She' s just… a substitute. A shadow. She looks like you, that' s all." A wave of nausea washed over me, mixing with the sharp pain of my pregnancy apps notifications. He said he was off to a crisis in Chicago, but I drove to the luxury condo he' d once mentioned. There, I watched him kiss Sienna, a deep, passionate embrace he hadn't given me in months. This wasn't just cheating; this was a deliberate, long-term deception orchestrated for my family's money. All the while, my baby, our baby, was growing inside me, tainted by his lies. The man I loved saw me as nothing but a means to an end. My heart breaking, I was left to wonder: how could I have been so blind? What kind of monster had I loved?/0/87699/coverorgin.jpg?v=76207fc5a8b488c0c0838729e4f267b7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Twice To The Altar.
Amelia Dinkins annulled her own wedding at the altar after discovering the affair between her fiancée and best friend only to end up in a one night stand giving her virginity to one of the party guests Drake Harris a widower who was amused by her bravery during the day. Drake Harris had vowed never to love any other woman after the brutal murder of his wife, unfortunately Amelia got pregnant and his parent found out, so to secure his heritage from his family as the first son he had to marry her, they both agreed on staying out of each other`s lane while they co parent, after the wedding, a lot of secrets came to light when Amelia discovered Annabelle Drake`s late wife`s secret diary. Will they be able to fall for each other while co parenting? Will the Mystery behind Annabelle`s death be solved? *** Epilogue "You are getting into a sham marriage again, I guess God really thinks highly of you", Drake said sarcastically. "So does he of you loser!" Amelia responded amidst tears./0/20744/coverorgin.jpg?v=ffe89ecd9132d48571d009719e7c0708&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Caught Between Two Billionaires
I came to my dream city to fulfill my long dream, while making tangible earnings to cater to my poor family's needs but things crashed for me when I met just this one man- the infamous Charles Donald. He became a thorn in my flesh, seeking revenge on me for stamping on his ego. But what could be more soothing during my hard times when I met the one man I had crushed about all my life and dreamt of spending the rest of my life with? I've seen Davis as my prince charming and imagined myself to be his Cinderella always. I wasn't expecting to meet him In the big city of New York. But our reunion wasn't all great when the grumpy Charles wouldn't let me be after I was done paying him my debt. I find myself caught up between two different men and never expected to have my heart crushed by one when I got to know about a wrenching truth./0/18554/coverorgin.jpg?v=d4face380db273332caf3dd741c7d0d8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ardent Love: An Avenging Angel
Yolande was framed by her younger sister and forced to endure the shameful accusation of infidelity. From that day forward, her husband treated her with cold contempt. For three long years, she lived in hell. As she looked at the man in front of her, she felt her life couldn't go on like this anymore. Though she loved him, she filed for divorce. After that, she came back as an avenging angel to take her revenge, to make those who had pushed her into deepest depression taste a pain as bitter as hers had been!/0/26063/coverorgin.jpg?v=51cc11365ef9fe8d259ed6b8a0f8eceb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Wedding Planner
Amelia Theodore is just an ordinary girl, the kind that people say is not very good-looking. The plus-size girl, this nickname has been with her since she was a child. But such a girl has a beautiful and eye-catching good friend. Such a girl also met the school bad boy, the bully who swept the whole school, Ares. What Amelia didn't expect was that the bully was still haunted after she graduated. What she didn't even expect was that she would plan a wedding for her enemy! But everything seems to be under Ares' control. . ./0/96929/coverorgin.jpg?v=27768d4adec894fee28c2ddb1b4a8e94&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fifty Dollar Bet, Million Dollar Revenge
For fifty dollars, I sold a piece of my dignity to the school's golden boy. I was eighteen, starving, and desperate enough to take his bet. That single photo destroyed my life. I became "Fifty-Dollar Ella," the school slut, haunted by whispers and scorn. My stepmother and stepsister reveled in my public humiliation, ensuring my life was a living hell. I spent the next decade clawing my way to the top of Wall Street, but I died alone, filled with the bitter regret of a stolen youth. Until the end, I never understood why they all hated me so much. Then, I opened my eyes. I was eighteen again, back in that classroom, moments before the bet that ruined me. A shadow fell over my desk. It was him. "Meet me after school," Javier Mack whispered, a smug look on his face. But this time, the scared, hungry girl was gone. In her place was a shark. And I was ready to play./0/85822/coverorgin.jpg?v=45cb87c30cc4972b78da912bed0db2d1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scarf That Broke Us
"Let' s get a divorce, Victoria." It was our fifth wedding anniversary, and for the ninety-ninth time, I heard those flat, bored words from my wife, Victoria, as she dismissed me for real estate analytics on her tablet. But then, she lowered the tablet, her beautiful, cold face mocking me: "Besides, I can' t leave you right now. I' ve been poisoned." She claimed a "love charm" from Thailand made her obsessed with her assistant, Ryan, who was the only one who could "cure" her. She then presented me with an absurdly expensive watch for our anniversary, a symbol of "loyalty," before calmly asking me to move out so Ryan could move in for his "treatment." Then, I saw it: my late mother' s cherished cashmere scarf, a symbol of my last tender memory, wrapped smugly around Ryan' s neck. It was the final cut, twisting the knife in a wound I thought was numb. "No," I said, the word startling even myself. I walked into a gleaming skyscraper, ready to resign, only to be told Victoria' s signature was required. She made me kneel in a crowded, high-end restaurant, forcing me to publicly declare I wasn' t good enough for her, just to sign my resignation. I did it. I walked out feeling nothing but a grim sense of victory, clutching the signed paper. Then, the world shattered when news reports surfaced, not from my new life, but of her erratic behavior, even assaulting someone who spoke ill of me. My phone rang, "Northwood Police Department." Victoria had filed a missing person' s report. She had found me. "She' s on her way to your office now, sir," the officer said, "We' re sending a car over as a precaution, just to keep the peace." My new life, so carefully built, was crumbling before my eyes because Victoria couldn' t stand to lose control. What would I do?/0/72212/coverorgin.jpg?v=485027ce5f87011e5319fcd639350558&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mated to The Alpha King
Sold to Calix Leighton, the crulest alpha king of all times by her step-father, Astoria accepts her fate. Once she gives the cursed alpha king a son, she will be set free. But what she doesn't expect is, the alpha king is her mate. The sad part, he doesn't know it. That she can wait, believing the alpha king will realize the bond sooner or later. But one day she finds that she's nothing but a tool to him. Heartbroken, she runs with her unborn baby. The cold and dominnering alpha king realizes his true feelings for her and regrets his indifference to her love. He swears to find her and take her back no matter what. Will the alpha king find Astoria and recognize his baby? How will the cruel and cold alpha king chase her back, now a single mommy sought by many alphas? Especially when she crosses path with her second chance mate./0/39986/coverorgin.jpg?v=40ab06b591b55fd0ffb277a22819d9af&imageMogr2/format/webp)
HIGH SCHOOL FEVER
Despite being a dullard Eun Kyung feels she can achieve more, Seo Jun comes to the picture and a funny romance starts between them, it's opposed by Seo Yun Seo Jun's brother who tries to change their fate. Unknown to them someone is out to take both their relationship, family and happiness away....... Blaliyfriction with ❤️/0/85040/coverorgin.jpg?v=f3d4bf7d60c760bffb3f4dfdcc0af8f6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Heiress: My Revenge
The last thing I remembered was the coppery taste of my own blood. Mark, the man I loved more than life itself, smiled cruelly as I bled out on the floor of the company he' d stolen from my family. My family, ruined. Our name, dragged through the mud. And me, dead at twenty-four, all because I chose the wrong man. He just whispered, his voice a venomous hiss, "You should have just stayed a stupid, useful tool, Chloe. Did you really think I could love someone like you?" I, Chloe Sterling, heir to a business empire with an almost supernatural gift for market trends, had given him everything. I saved him from ruin, sacrificing my own company to build his, only to have him systematically dismantle mine. His final betrayal? Announcing his engagement to my best friend, Sarah, the same one who' d fed him my strategies and framed my father for embezzlement. My father subsequently suffered a fatal heart attack. Then, Mark killed me. I never understood how I could have been so blind, so utterly foolish, to let him destroy everything. But then, a blinding white light. I gasped, finding myself in my old bedroom, two years younger, with my phone buzzing. It was the day I first saved Mark. This time, I wouldn't be his savior. I would be his spectator. And then, his judge./0/52814/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ef60e68fadab9fa7f1efad9ef1cb8fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Doctor, My Son is Yours!
Karen's life, a dedicated nurse, crumbles upon discovering her fiancé's betrayal. Seeking healing for her emotional wounds, she decides to seek refuge in Fernando de Noronha. On the island, Karen becomes involved with Othon, a charming doctor, in a passionate night that unfortunately proves to be yet another disappointment when a supposed pregnant fiancée unexpectedly appears. Returning home pregnant, Karen makes the courageous decision to raise her child alone, keeping the paternity of her baby Otávio a secret. However, destiny weaves new paths for Karen seven years later. Othon becomes the director of the hospital where she works and also her neighbor, while Otávio considers him his best friend. Now, Karen faces a dilemma: reveal the truth about Otávio's paternity or continue to silence this reality that unexpectedly binds them./0/97555/coverorgin.jpg?v=617bbef40d93bede663cda73f6614bac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MARRYING MY STEP BROTHER
Helen Blackwood's perfect wedding day shattered in an instant when she discovered the man waiting at the altar wasn't just her fiance. He was her stepbrother. "You want to marry your brother?" the pastor's voice echoed through the chapel as Helen's tears fell like rain. For five years, Helen loved Kelvin with everything she had. Five years of stolen kisses at the office, whispered promises under starlight, and dreams of forever. But forever came crashing down when her mother, Elizabeth, screamed in horror at the wedding,recognizing the groom's father as James Blackwood, the husband she'd divorced twenty-five years ago. The truth was a devastating puzzle: James had adopted baby Kelvin, planning to surprise Elizabeth with the twins she'd always wanted. But when Elizabeth found mysterious photos of James with another woman and child, she assumed betrayal, took baby Helen, and disappeared, spending twenty-five years raising her daughter alone while feeding her lies about a dead father. Neither Helen nor Kelvin knew they were family. They'd fallen in love as strangers, coworkers who found their soulmates in each other's eyes. Now, standing at the altar with the truth exposed, they faced an impossible question: Can you marry someone whose father married your mother?./0/41707/coverorgin.jpg?v=4bb379a8a31705bebd95e2416cad6a16&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Dominant Lover(CEO)
Ângela Rodrigues Jones, a beautiful and elegant 27-year-old woman, businesswoman, owner of a famous (clothes, shoes, accessories) store, married for 5 years to Robson Jones, a 33-year-old judge who together has a daughter, Clara Jones of 4 years. Angela and Robson's marriage is not in a better phase. And Ângela sees her life take a big turn and get out of her control when she bumps into a party at a club with Leon Escobar, CEO of a famous company, one of the most eligible bachelors in Los Angeles, a handsome 32-year-old man and with a well-structured body. Want to know more ? Don't waste time, come and embark on this journey./0/83945/coverorgin.jpg?v=df5f4143e8ac4135933ef24ac44e7505&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife He Couldn't Afford
The organ music swelled, a majestic sound meant to signal joy, but all I felt was a cold dread seeping into my bones. Amidst Savannah' s elite, I, Annabel Anderson, stood in my custom-made wedding gown, a perfect Southern belle about to secure a vital political alliance. My fiancé, Wesley Scott, was arrogant and entitled, and I didn't love him, but this was my path. Just as the wedding march was about to begin, a bridesmaid burst in, gasping, "Annabel, it' s Gabrielle! They found her in her room. Pills." My younger half-sister, the constant reminder of my father' s scandal, had attempted suicide. The wedding halted. At the hospital, Gabrielle, frail and tearful, clutched Wesley' s hand. "I couldn' t bear seeing you marry her," she whispered, then delivered her masterstroke: a fabricated story of sacrificing her fertility to save him, twisting his misguided honor. Wesley, his arrogance gone, turned to me, "Annabel, she is your sister. We can make it work. She can be my wife, and you… you can be her sister-wife." The suggestion hung in the air, a scandalous, barbaric insult to my family' s honor. How could he ask the Senator' s daughter to share a husband, to become a party to public disgrace? Was he truly this manipulated, this blind? Standing in the chaos, I looked at Gabrielle's triumphant eyes. She thought she had won. I took a deep breath. There would be no accommodation. This was my chance not just to escape, but to rewrite the narrative./0/21996/coverorgin.jpg?v=c27e21a87ef675832bab01e0a43d408d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
