Romance Books for Women
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Loving You Too Long
One Side Love Story Nathaniel Chayton is Haisley Smith's first love and teenage obsession. For Nathaniel's sake, Haisley studied hard to follow Nathaniel to the country where the man lived. Years passed, and Haisley managed to achieve her dream. When she was able to live under the same roof as Nathan, instead of successfully getting the man's love and attention, Haisley was disappointed because it turned out that Nathan was in a serious relationship with a beautiful woman named Loretta. Nathan's attitude seemed cold and evil towards Haisley, and Haisley's pessimism about being able to conquer Nathan made her give up. But when she said that, Nathan suddenly became impulsive as if he didn't want Haisley to leave him, but at the same time, the man also couldn't leave his girlfriend. How does the story end? Keep reading because you will get lots of surprises in it./0/38897/coverorgin.jpg?v=af6d37a2ba233777762e24b05efc266e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Falling For My Stepbrother 1
Clarity was better. "I'll be gone in the morning." I said quietly. It was sometime between two and three am. We both sat, lost in our own thoughts, my body shamelessly yearning for his comfort, when I'd just broken his heart. I kept sobbing quietly cause there was no stopping the tears that stemmed from a place of pain and guilt. Three times, three solid times, I stopped myself from lurching at his feet. I wanted to be held by him, but even though the distance between us, physically, was so small, we were more than miles apart emotionally. What terrified me more than the look on his face was what was going through his mind. Emma has caught the attention of the playboy in school, who happened to be the sexiest bully, and her Stepbrother.... They battle webs of secrets and lies, from friends and family, and finally, their own ego and desires. Chase wants to be Emma's last 'Goodnight' and her first 'Good morning', so does Kevin. Can he battle the insane attraction she has for Kevin, whom she had unfinished business with? Will Chase throw in the towel and let the rich tech guy swoon his girl? Will Emma ever forgive Chase's betrayal and indifference? Are their issues even solvable? Find out in the fast paced Falling For My Stepbrother 1/0/51412/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d3ca2bd2ae3ae86bcf071d054cfcc55&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Secret: His Euphoria
Audrey Nathan, twenty years old, notorious hacker since the age of ten. She's the most scouted hacker in the whole of the continent and probably worldwide, but no one could get to her. Different Mafia organisations have been searching for her but she's as slippery as an eel. Luck left her side for a few minutes when she got caught in the two Biggest Mafia organisations' fight and was shot. Jordan Van Arthur, leader of Lone Wolves found a frail redhead in his penthouse fighting for her life, clutching to a lilac tote bag. "No.. no hospital, please... Doctor....call .....call a..." She fell conscious. **** Audrey Nathan swore her loyalty to Jordan Van Arthur when she found out he had saved her life and protected her identity away from the people looking for her, most importantly, Lone Wolves has never been part of those scouting for her and killing anyone involved with her just to get her. Jordan Van Arthur is rumoured to have facial paralysis due to his always expressionless face, even in the face of death, he is never moved, even when he was betrayed by the person he loved most and his most trusted aide, he never showed how hurt he was, but with Audrey Nathan, Things changed that he could hardly predict his next wave of emotions with Audrey around. **** Jordan Van Arthur is the leader of Lone Wolves, His best friend Conan Raymond and His lover, Eve William colluded and betrayed him making him lose his most successful project to his rival gang White Tigers, Sebastian Cornell. Audrey Nathan came into his life like a warm ray of sunshine on those cold and hopeless days, Ignited emotions that he thought were lost forever and even retrieved what was his without fear that such a dangerous move could cost her life. "I am not used to being this loved, but you have loved me selflessly..... Your happiness should be my priority too" Audrey choked out, her heart overflowing with love, the tinkling feeling felt too much for her that she got scared it will all go away as usual. *** "Nghnn... Jord... I want you.....all of you" Audrey moaned out, her eyes hooded with lust, she didn't care if his shadow crew could hear her, she wanted him in her, home where he belongs. "I got you mama" Jordan's voice always dripping with lust just like his lips were dripping off her juices...../0/82543/coverorgin.jpg?v=21173f69d2e14c39b08800e2833d3af2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When the Deceased Breathed
I'm Sarah Miller, a highly-paid "Soul Weaver" specializing in unique and often unconventional final rituals to bring closure to grieving families. My latest lucrative assignment, an $80,000 overnight "final companionship" at an isolated upstate New York estate, was meant to be purely symbolic for a wealthy young man named Ethan. As I prepared for the intimate ritual, ensuring his body stayed suitably pliable with electric blankets, I noticed something profoundly unsettling. My "deceased" client, Ethan, was alive, his chest rising with a faint, steady breath. The truth unfurled in terrifying whispers: he was Marcus Thorne, the scion of a tech empire, kidnapped by the seemingly grief-stricken Jenkinses, who were now my captors. Their monstrous plot was far beyond ransom; they intended for me to conceive a child with Marcus, then brutally murder us both to secure his family' s immense fortune. Trapped and utterly isolated in the dimly lit viewing room, my cell phone mysteriously ruined and the heavy doors locked from the outside, I realized my professional expertise in the ceremonies of death had become a meticulously crafted trap for the living. The sickening realization struck me: I, the pragmatic Soul Weaver who navigated grief for a fee, was now a pawn in a cold-blooded scheme, facing a fate far worse than any ritual I had ever performed. I was no longer an impartial professional but a direct participant in a nightmare, facing murderous criminals rather than mourning loved ones. But as terror threatened to paralyze me, a new resolve ignited, fueled by deception and an urgent need for survival. With Marcus, my "client," by my horrified side, we formulated a desperate, insane plan to turn my unique skills against them. We would harness the very superstitions that led them to hire a Soul Weaver, conjuring a terrifying 'ghostly' haunting within their own mansion to fight for our escape./0/52820/coverorgin.jpg?v=2314829d8f796055152d43ce957caa7f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unrefined Mate Of The Angel Kings
So it's true. I am their mate! I am the one they have been waiting for all this time. How can that be? Can I really be so lucky? "Don't bother celebrating. We do not intend to make a detestable human servant our queen." Angel Fenris states, his voice laced with disgust just like the last time we met. His rude words hurt me more now than they did yesterday. The full moon must have heightened my emotions. "Surely you did not think that you're befitting in any way to sit by our side. A beautiful, virtuous princess is the least we were expecting our future queen to be. You're not fit to be her shadow let alone take her place." Angel Garren angrily expresses. The ache in my heart surge. I was warned not to snap or raise my voice when talking to them. Yet the urge to do so is overwhelming. * * * * * For the mighty angel kings of Lunacrest, only the most virtuous of women will do. After growing tired of waiting for a virtuous mate of pure heart, the triplet angel kings have decided to device a contest to find the most virtuous of all royal women to be crowned their queen. According to the rules of the contest, each of the beautiful princesses is to be hosted in the palace of Lunacrest for a duration of five days while her feminine virtues and loyalty to the angel kings gets tested. But what will happen when the angel kings discover that their fated mate is a lowly human servant with no royal blood? Keira is surprisingly the wisest and the kindest of all women. No woman of royal blood can match her virtues. But will the angel kings realise her value or will they be fooled by the faked grace and elegance of her beautiful mistress?/0/36707/coverorgin.jpg?v=21332f510be769b9fb4797ce4d903519&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire's Mistress Is A Hidden Heiress
Playboy, Casanova and Heartbreaker were some adjectives used by the paparazzi to describe the brilliant interior designer and the hottest CEO of Grayson Group Of Hotels, Aries Grayson. But that quickly changed when his eyes landed on his best friend's perfect girlfriend, Cara Silencio. The moment their eyes locked for the first time, her innocence took his world by storm. Cara was everything Aries secretly wished for in his life, but she was off-limits, and Aries chose to abide by the rules of BroCode. Cara Silencio has her own fair share of secrets that could destroy her. Somewhere between hiding her real identity from the world and struggling to meet end needs, Cara was exhausted. She wanted to marry the Knight of her life, Keith Wilson, and lead a peaceful life. But the demons of her past destroyed everything, and she was pushed into the endless tunnel of darkness. Years later, when Aries found her at the infamous strip club, his desires came back to life and this time he was aiming to claim her. A night of passion didn't satiate his craving for her. He wanted to worship her body every night. Aries came back to the club to find her, but Cara was gone, leaving no traces behind. Aries called his most competent informer to dig about Cara Silencio, only to stumble upon the shocking truth. "Mr Grayson, the woman you're looking for is the heiress of New York's biggest business empire!"/0/56731/coverorgin.jpg?v=a2aeccb9c4c8a17780d3dbac30380fb1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reckless Hearts
Caden Miller is Willowbrook High School's notorious rebel, known for his devil-may-care attitude, grey hoodies, and a reputation that precedes him. Ruby Norman, on the other hand, is Willowbrook's epitome of sweetness and innocence. She excels academically, volunteers at the local shelter, and dreams of a life beyond the confines of her small town. When their paths cross, sparks fly, igniting a rollercoaster of emotions that neither Caden nor Ruby saw coming. Underneath their heated exchanges and antagonistic banter, a deep-rooted attraction simmers. The more they try to deny it, the stronger their feelings become. Drawn to each other like magnets, they embark on a forbidden romance that challenges societal norms and tests their own personal boundaries./0/82856/coverorgin.jpg?v=a0bee0ee6ce782c0b40922e7ea3e5a8f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For His Savior Complex
My boyfriend Ben and I had been together for seven years. He was the golden boy of our CS department, always helping everyone. But then Jessica, a new junior, entered the picture. His "mentorship" quickly escalated, from late-night, winky-face DMs to public declarations of needing his "heroic" help. When I expressed discomfort, Ben dismissed me, accusing me of being "sensitive" or "dramatic." He even publicly sided with Jessica during her fake apologies. He cancelled our anniversary trip to "save" her hackathon project. Jessica brazenly flaunted their cozy "study session" on social media, on my birthday. Campus rumors soon turned into a full-blown smear campaign, discrediting my academic achievements. The ultimate betrayal came when Ben weaponized my deepest trauma against me, calling me "paranoid." Then he actively sabotaged my career and punished my best friend for defending me. My heart shattered. How could the man I loved for seven years become this cold, cruel stranger, so blind to manipulation? I was heartbroken, but a cold anger ignited. I wouldn't just sit there and watch my life crumble. I quietly gathered every piece of evidence against Jessica's malicious scheme. I poured all my shattered energy into securing the most coveted internship in tech-the very one Ben had always dreamed of. The truth, and my triumph, were about to be revealed./0/24505/coverorgin.jpg?v=676997af990efefceb2f3f3e0049b3d5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Deepest Secret
Collyne Keigh Fuentabella, a nerdy, childish and slow minded girl who has multiple secrets. Despite of having a gentle face, a secret is being hidden. A secret that hides her true identity. She only wants to finish her study peacefully but she ends up falling in love with Calyx Kyle Dela Vega. The Gang Leader of Dark phoenix gang. The Rank 1 of District 1. Calyx despises Blue Empress that happens to be her. She hides her true identity because she's afraid. She's afraid that what will happen to her if Calyx will learn to know the truth. A love story bounded by a secret. "Will you still love me when you find out who really I am?" - Collyne Keigh Fuentabella/0/18404/coverorgin.jpg?v=b72b2be1863fc04a4d4249a8c8b99b2c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Sweet Revenge (Sequel; His Sweet Victim)
Sequel to 'His Sweet Victim' || They shared an unforgettable night together, before she was ripped away from him. Searching desperately for any trace of her, he ultimately blamed himself in the end for not having the ability to protect her. After squashing his demons and conquering the enemies that chased them, he has the power and ability to protect her...but she is nowhere to be found. Three years later and he hasn't given up the hope that she is out there waiting for him. Little does he know, they are closer together than he knows, bumping into her when he least expects it, she has a surprise trailing behind her... a petite girl, with gorgeous brown hair and sparkling green eyes - the spitting image of Ava White. || "It has been three years, Ashton-" "And I'm still crazy about you, Ava. I have finally found you - and I'm never allowing you to leave me again."/0/58139/coverorgin.jpg?v=16f81d7c70200d83b2dc3235d3f47370&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Groom For The Day
Tanya Darlington's well-planned future collapses when she catches her best friend and bridesmaid in bed with her fiancé the day before their wedding. Devastated and heartbroken, Tanya finds herself crying on a darkened street when a man, chased by armed men, rushes towards her. She impulsively unlocks her car to help him, making herself a target in the process. In their hideout, adrenaline-fueled passion ignites between Tanya and the mysterious stranger, leading her to throw caution to the wind for the first time in years. Only for her to learn the following morning that her famous musician fiance was determined not to let a "little" misunderstanding stop the wedding. It was meant to be the wedding of the year, and he wouldn't "allow" anything to ruin his good image. Furious and desperate, she makes a bold decision: she asks the stranger to be her groom for the day. Will he accept her proposal? What does he stand to gain? Who is this enigmatic man, and what are the consequences of such an impulsive choice? This story is filled with suspenseful plot twists, steamy moments, unexpected turns, and, of course, love. Enjoy!/0/86767/coverorgin.jpg?v=3673875b331dd0f92ddbf23cb65b36cb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Assistant’s Escape: From Abuse to Love
"Ethan, why the sudden resignation? You're heading to Norway?" the HR manager asked. I was Sarah Jenkins's longest-serving, most loyal assistant, but I had no reason to stay anymore. A bitter smile touched my lips as I remembered how I had been tricked into a marriage seven years ago with Sarah, who used me as a stand-in for her ex, David. Now, she was pregnant and needed a husband. I found them at "The Gilded Lily," Sarah tending to David's injury, her face full of adoration. I was invisible, a servant, bringing clothes for David. Even my son, Leo, saw it. He looked at their linked hands, hurt flickering in his eyes. That night, Leo, my son, whispered, "This is the 97th time Mom has made me sad. Three more times. When it gets to 100, we'll leave Mom and never come back." My heart ached. Sarah had promised to celebrate his birthday, but she was flaunting her relationship with David on social media. When she came home, reeking of alcohol, she shoved a toy at me. "This is for Leo." It was the one she'd forgotten. A wave of frustration washed over me. "Let's get a divorce." She stared at me, then curled her lips into a mocking smile. "Can you and your son survive without me?" The next day, I handed her the divorce papers. She signed them without looking, her mind on an international call. I hated her condescending gestures, the expensive suits she bought me that were meant for someone like David. "I can give you a marriage, I can give you money, but you can't hope for my love. I hope you always remember your place." Her words sliced my heart. What right did I have to be upset? I was just the assistant, the stand-in husband. At a family dinner, her mother constantly compared me and my son to David and his son, Lucas. Lucas, a spoiled brat, then falsely accused Leo of hitting him with a fork. Before I could defend Leo, Sarah slapped our son. "Still lying!" My eyes burned red. How could she? The world went silent. Leo, his cheek red and swollen, looked at her, his soft voice filled with defiance. "I hate you. I don't have a mom like you!" My heart shattered. She had given birth to him, but she had never raised him. She only knew how to hurt him. "You're disgusting, disgusting, disgusting!" I roared, grabbing Leo's hand, ignoring Sarah. She tried to grab me, but I pulled away. "David is still waiting for you." She let go, her eyes darting to him. My heart turned to ice. She chose him again. I leaned down to Leo, "How about we go to Norway tonight?" He nodded, his gaze firm. "Okay." This was it. There was nothing left for me here. I packed our bags, buried a box of old memories, and placed the signed divorce papers on the table. Then, I texted her: "100." Moments later, she replied, "What?" My face impassive, I typed back: "My son and I gave you 100 chances to hurt us. Today was your 100th time." No more. My son and I were flying into the night, leaving her, and our past, behind./0/90678/coverorgin.jpg?v=fed25c12db5a56e96e5a7c355089963c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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"You have no idea how badly I want to make love to you," he responds with a shake of his head. "I love you so much," he continues and my heart melts. "I love you," I whisper back. "Okay, I'm going to make love to you now, Angel. It will hurt a little, so let me know if it hurts too much," he says and leans down to kiss me. "I'll be gentle," he tells me. Keeping his eyes locked on mine he shifts his hips forward slightly and enters inside of me. My mouth widens as he enters, and I feel a slight pinch. He was right, it does hurt, but it's not terrible. "Christ! You're the sun!" he calls out. I watch his face crumble. He buries his face in my neck and then he's above me again, his hands on my cheeks again. ... For 20 year old Alison Scott, love was never something she deemed herself worthy of. Not until he came along. With his tousled brown hair, lean muscular body and smile that ignited everything south of her body; he was unbearably attractive and intimidating to Alison. She thought he could never be interested in someone like her, until he was. Was living in the same household together with someone you want and need such a great idea? As they embark on this journey together, Alison discovers her own desires as well as all the secrets Isaac keeps./0/28729/coverorgin.jpg?v=833f18dd6c9219a0ec269b9a9058406a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lies And Desires
He was her doom, nemesis and downfall, until love stepped in... When Harmony Winters stumbles upon her incredibly sexy and attractive neighbour, she realises a little too soon that he was the seasoning she needed to spice up her life. She should have stayed far away from him, but is it even possible to stay away from temptation... especially an irresistible one? There was only one reason Rhys Anderson was in Texas: to seduce his new neighbour and get her to confess to a crime committed four years ago, but what he never expected was to let his guard down and fall into the same trap he had set for her. Would he rather become a fugitive with her instead of following his original plan? Can they regain their trust in each other? Is it possible for them to have a happy ending against all odds?/0/33735/coverorgin.jpg?v=8fdea1c09b8dc9bfd5f8d9fea00a3434&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unbreakable Bond
Chris Donovan vs. Shane Lewis Chris Donovan has never known peace since that fateful night. He’d done something very bad. And he never dreamt he would ever come face to face with the person he’d wronged…the one person whose name made him shake with regret, pain, sadness and desire…the one person who could make his world stop, with a mere glance. Shane Lewis had everything that money could buy. He was a billionaire. Shane had looks, power, and money. His name put the fear of God into people. So what could render a hunk like Shane speechless, make him quiver in fear, and even make him wish for death? Each man had to learn the hard way that once you give your heart away, you don’t so easily get it back. And no matter how much they pretend, they could never forget the taste of their first kiss. Theirs was an unbreakable bond!/0/48753/coverorgin.jpg?v=4f3453db67f526a0585111fe79d4ed32&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Outsider's Vows
Avery never wanted to marry David, the arrogant heir who thrived on dominance. But after a deal gone wrong, she was forced into an unwanted union. Neither of them had expectations for their marriage, and Avery was already plotting her escape-until something unexpected happened. Can they find a way to accept each other, or will the manipulations of the vengeful Alexander Park and Emily Downs tear them apart? Would there be room for love to blossom? What would happen to their relationship when they find out that they may share the same ex-lover?/0/74878/coverorgin.jpg?v=0e4714fcdc6bb3141079b4b3678560ae&imageMogr2/format/webp)
HAUNTED BY THE HANDSOME GHOST
When Maddie found out she was not the only one living in her new house, she shudder in fear and curiosity. Why is it here? Why she always having a weird dream about someone memories? After fighting with herself with what she should do about a handsome ghost in her house, Maddie decided to help him found out what was the truth behind his mysterious death in the past. Twists and turns, Maddie not only found out the truth, but also the warmth and pull towards his light. This is the love story between human and the forgotten soul./0/82387/coverorgin.jpg?v=bef72701f7d562a390aec148db0c72dc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mistress's Second Life Revenge
I woke up in my New York penthouse bedroom, sunlight harsh in my eyes. The date on my phone read five years ago, before the fire, before I died. My breath hitched in my throat as I understood: I was reborn. My husband, Ethan, walked in, his voice flat, demanding I authorize a quarter-million dollar transfer from my trust fund. In my first life, that money went to Chloe Sanders, his intern, his mistress. Every painful memory came flooding back: his coldness, his brazen affairs, and finally, him locking me in a remote ski lodge wing as smoke filled the air. He drove away, leaving me to die in the flames. I whispered that I didn't feel well, but he only scoffed, telling me to sign the papers and stop being dramatic. Later, I saw him with Chloe, his tenderness and warm smile solely for her, confirming his betrayal was still ongoing. When I finally confronted him, his hand swung, cracking across my cheek, leaving me stunned and bleeding. He then slammed the door to our bedroom shut, locking me inside, threatening a private care facility, calling me "unhinged." The injustice burned, fueling a cold fury deeper than fear. Was this my cruel fate, to relive the same nightmare with the same monster? Why had I been given a second chance, only to face his baseless accusations and violence once more? This time, I wouldn't just endure his cruelty; I would break free. As I sent a coded message to my parents, my escape plan was in motion, and my fight for freedom had truly begun./0/84890/coverorgin.jpg?v=a8f8cfbbda99cea3e286caab39f98a99&imageMogr2/format/webp)
