Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Collateral Love, Cruel Betrayal
I was a foster kid with a talent for art. My benefactor, Declan, gave me everything: an education, a home, and a future. I loved him, and I agreed to be his wife. Then his adopted sister, Faye, decided she wanted my brother. When my brother rejected her, Declan had his hands broken, destroying his future as a musician. Faye framed me for kidnapping her, and Declan believed every word. He had me thrown into an abandoned mine pit filled with snakes as punishment. Then, to teach me a "permanent lesson," he had his men drag me to a clinic. They took one of my kidneys. The man who promised to protect me, who I thought was my savior, carved a piece of me out for a crime I didn't commit. The love I felt for him died on that operating table. When I woke up, he sat by my bed and told me our wedding was still on. He thought he had broken me. He was wrong. He doesn't know I have a plan. He doesn't know I'm leaving. And he'll never see me again./1/127403/coverorgin.jpg?v=768d7516773ef43ebfd1fcb17aede550&imageMogr2/format/webp)
WILD WEDDING HOOK UP
"Please," Isabella whispered, her eyes lifting to his, and he paused. She wanted him-Alexander could see it burning in her gaze, in the hand that grasped his chest, pulling him closer. Damn it, she probably didn't even know she was doing it. "Tell me, you don't want me right now and I will stop." His cock pressed painfully against his fly, against her, but he would back away-it would kill him, but he'd do it. "I... I-" She broke off, shaking her head as though she couldn't believe her own mind, her tongue brushing nervously across her lower lip. "I can't." "Can't?" he pressed, hope surging. "I want you." It was hushed, it was uncertain, but it was there. A groan ripped through his restraint, and his lips crushed hers with every possessive ounce of his being. "Lex..." she moaned, raking a hand through his hair as her other hand clawed at him through his jacket. "This kind of fun is worth fighting for," he rasped. ---------- Isabella Hawthorne wasn't looking for happily ever after-she just wanted to survive it. It was her brother and best friend's wedding, and happy as she was for them, Isabella couldn't help but feel a bit lonely. Everyone around her seemed to have someone... Except her. One too many drinks later, she finds the perfect distraction: Alexander Bolton. He's dark, dangerous, and looks like he knows exactly how to make a woman forget her own name. The plan was simple: One night. No strings. No names. But when Isabella wakes up the next morning with the mother of all headaches and a ring on her left hand, she realizes "no strings" has turned into a legal binding. It had to be a nightmare... One she desperately needs to wake up from./0/86847/coverorgin.jpg?v=5978b6fc236b7f59c831482b780c2113&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Only Sin: Loving Him
For two years, I lived in hiding, a ghost. But they found me. When Liam Stone' s team locked down the hospital, I lay there, a skeleton. What was coming had finally arrived. He stood in the doorway, my husband, his handsome face a mask of indifference. "You deserve this," he said, his eyes devoid of pity. The man I loved still hated me. He wouldn' t let me die. He spent a fortune keeping me alive, just to torment me. Every bone in my body felt corroded by poison. It was a living hell. Even my own mother, driven to despair by Liam' s relentless persecution of our family, plunged a knife into me. "Why are you still alive? It would be better for everyone if you were dead." Her words echoed louder than the pain. My family, the people I had tried so hard to protect, betrayed me. My only sin, I murmured to myself, fading, was falling in love with him. Liam' s words, a brutal reminder: "Only by living a life worse than death can you comfort my sister' s spirit in heaven." But Ella' s death had nothing to do with me. I never envied her relationship with him; I cherished it. My love for him burned with a purity he never saw. Now, it must end. On the rooftop, overlooking the city, I prepared to leap. Soon, I would be free./1/115723/coverorgin.jpg?v=a0dc690b216728d2aceddad46db7f373&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vin - A Mafia Romance
I'm caught between a mob boss and a madman. I was drowning in debt with no way to get out. All I had left was my body... Until Vin took that from me, too. He offered me protection from my abusive ex. And saying no to Vin was never an option. Now, I'm at the mercy of a mob boss. A vicious killer, with a kiss as filthy as his reputation. Nights in his bed are spent stripping bare, bending at the waist, and doing EXACTLY as I'm told. And days by his side are spent seeing a criminal underworld I never knew existed. For a moment, I thought this was my life now: Existing only for the mobster's pleasure. But then my ex came back to finish the job he started, and I remembered: This nightmare is far from over./1/119292/coverorgin.jpg?v=d341cb0fc8573e667ed374c995d4583c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped By The Ruthless Billionaire Lawyer
My brother Leo was thrown into a jail cell for defending his fiancée from a brutal assault by a billionaire heir. To save him, I gathered all the evidence and went to the police, but the heir's cousin, Damien Kensington—the most ruthless and powerful attorney in Manhattan—crushed my case in exactly five minutes. Damien didn't just stop at burying the truth. He bought off our only eyewitness with a hundred-thousand-dollar Rolex. He secretly blacklisted every law firm in New York from ever taking my brother's case. Worse, he systematically cut off all my options until I was forced to sign an ironclad NDA and work as a tutor in his own penthouse just to pay off Leo's legal debts. When I nearly died in a rainy alley trying to find the corrupted security footage, Damien dragged me back to his mansion, violently kissed me until I bled, and locked me in his bedroom. I woke up the next morning wearing nothing but his oversized dress shirt. I couldn't understand why a man of his immense wealth and power was going to such psychotic lengths to trap a broke, desperate girl like me. If he merely wanted to win an assault case for his cousin, why was he isolating me from the world, marking me as his own, and paying me a thousand dollars an hour just to keep me trapped under his roof? Looking at the fresh bandage he had wrapped around my ankle, I wiped my tears and made a decision. I would take his dirty money and use it to tear his empire down from the inside./0/71598/coverorgin.jpg?v=c08299dca8efe5d14637f2a8300e2732&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Twice Upon A Star
"I'm not a good man. A good man would sacrifice you to save the world. I have no such inclinations." When one is offered a job that would have them set for life, would they allow a fickle thing such as a moral compass stand in their way? Abigeal Starr, former soldier of the US Army, didn't think so. It had been surprisingly difficult to get a stable job after leaving the military and she was barely managing to keep her head above the water. She couldn't even afford the rent on her small flat so she'd had to take in a roommate whose personality frequently clashed with hers. Tired, frustrated and dangerously approaching desperate, she found a job which was almost laughable in its simplicity: assassinate a billionaire. She couldn't believe how much she was going to be paid for one task, but she quickly discovered that it wasn't going to be as much of a walk in the park as she had thought. Will she follow through with her task? Or will her conscience get the best of her? Find out more in the story!/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?/0/84576/coverorgin.jpg?v=15d29e7ee97a79e6d671d57f7f80fc3c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
An Atonement of Love
My world shattered the day Liam Sterling, the man I'd loved since childhood, turned into my fiercest accuser. His father, my beloved mentor, was dead, and Liam, blinded by grief, believed my own innocent father was a criminal, the cause of his despair. He looked at me, not with love, but with chilling hatred. He threw the engagement ring—our symbol of forever—onto the marble floor, its clatter echoing the definitive punctuation mark on our shared history. He cast me out, suffering from bone cancer I hadn't revealed, believing it yet another one of my family's lies. Now homeless and destitute, my father, falsely imprisoned for embezzlement, suffered a heart attack behind bars. Liam, despite my desperate pleas, denied him bail, sealing his fate. Soon after, the brutal news came: my father died in prison. The cruelty escalated. Liam paraded me at a gala, forcing a grotesque performance of the dutiful fiancée, only to publicly destroy a cherished gift—my bronzed ballet slippers—a relic of my mother and my dreams. When I begged him to believe my terminal diagnosis, he scoffed, accusing me of faking illness. Then his assistant, Chloe Davis, fabricated a monstrous lie: a miscarriage, claiming I was responsible. Liam believed her, swearing vengeance on me for killing a child that never existed. How could he be so blind? How could the man who promised to protect me become this cruel stranger, actively destroying my life? I was accused of harassment and threats, my cancer dismissed as an elaborate trick, and finally, condemned to a psychiatric facility. My mother, consumed by grief and shock over my father's death and my arrest, died shortly after. Alone, broken, and dying, I found myself trapped, unable to prove my innocence, questioning if the love we shared was ever real. But deep down, a flicker of defiance remained—a silent promise that the truth, however brutal, would eventually surface./0/97554/coverorgin.jpg?v=b056bc67fd74c69f3ee54e3df8e451d7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Saw Her, Not His Wife
My husband of three years, tech mogul Harrison Lang, has severe face blindness. So I became a brand, not a wife, wearing only blue and Chanel No. 5 so he could recognize me. But at a party in Cannes, I watched him walk through a crowd of hundreds and embrace his mistress, Kassie, with a look of pure joy. He saw her instantly. Later that night, I was mistakenly arrested. I screamed his name for help. He looked right at me and told the police, "I don't know her." He left me to rot in a French jail cell, claiming he didn't recognize me without my "uniform." But how could he see her in a gold dress, yet not his own wife being dragged away? It wasn't his illness; it was his heart. It had learned her face, but never bothered with mine. Now, years later, he' s had me arrested again at my own art show. But as the cuffs click shut, an old fire captain steps forward. "I was at the wildfire that caused his condition," he tells the police, looking at Harrison. "And I know the girl who saved his life." Then, he points directly at me-at the star-shaped scar on my wrist./0/85225/coverorgin.jpg?v=35d249ae3b7e3ccdae5da2219e4dbf2d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Road of A Unwanted Wife To Her True Home
The first time I saw proof of my husband' s affair, it wasn' t some hushed secret, but splashed across the internet for everyone to see. Grainy paparazzi photos showed Ethan Carter, the formidable head of Carter Industries, at a parent-child carnival, dressed in a ridiculous bear mascot costume, holding a little boy' s hand and smiling at the woman beside him. That woman was Isabella, his ex-fiancée, and the boy was their son, Leo. They looked like the perfect family. My first instinct was to call my PR team to scrub the photos, but Ethan had already beaten me to it, making them vanish, a stark reminder that our marriage was nothing more than a strategic business merger. Then, they arrived at my doorstep: Ethan, Isabella, and Leo-a picture-perfect trio, while I, his legal wife, stood an outsider in my own home. Leo, a three-year-old, kicked my shin and shrieked, "You stole my dad!" Ethan, instead of chastising his son, turned his icy gaze on me and declared, "He' s just a child. Besides, Isabella raised him alone all these years. I owe her." His words cut deeper than any physical blow. In three years of marriage, he had never once scolded me, yet now, he defended his ex-fiancée and her child against me, his wife, with a chilling coldness. That night, Isabella, with a triumphant smirk, flaunted a hickey, whispering, "As long as Leo is around, Ethan and I can never truly be cut apart. Give him back to me." My composure cracked, replaced by a cold, searing rage. Love? For people like us, it was the most insignificant thing in the world. Three strikes, Ethan. You' re out./0/82305/coverorgin.jpg?v=ca23d7b0fb9bc2c66ff7e0b60aaf93db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife He Couldn't Keep
Ava Miller' s marriage to Ethan Hayes was a hollow shell. He was charming in public, a ghost at home, leaving her alone in a king-sized bed feeling the gnawing loneliness of a woman yearning for connection. One evening, she found his emails. A thread titled "Us" with her friend Chloe Vance revealed his shattering confession: "My dearest Chloe, this waiting is torture. I dream of the day we can finally build the future we talk about." Ethan coldly admitted he married Ava for "image," adding "Nothing physical has happened with Chloe. Not yet." Later, he ruthlessly offered a full divorce settlement in exchange for Ava' s kidney to save Chloe, making her literally pay for her freedom. Post-surgery, Ava witnessed Ethan' s unwavering devotion to Chloe, a cruel contrast. His ultimate indifference solidified during a restaurant fire when he shielded Chloe, leaving Ava to escape alone without a backward glance. How could a man be so utterly heartless? The final blow: Ethan' s drunken confession that Ava "meant nothing" and their marriage was Chloe' s scheme to stay close. This calculated betrayal snapped every last tie. With stark clarity and profound relief, Ava walked away, ready to reclaim her life and find genuine love./0/25202/coverorgin.jpg?v=71f762bfacbac9b8117ece486977234b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mystery of Blind Date
"Two years ago, Carole Watson married a strange man. During the past two years, she did not even meet her husband for once. In attempt to force her mysterious husband to show up , she decided to blind date with different types of men. After 99 blind date, Oscar Morris finally appears and dates with Carole, but she doesn’t know that Oscar, the 100th man she date, is exactly her husband. Being chased after by Oscar, Carole is scared and upset seemingly she betrayed her unknown husband. When she tried to get rid of Oscar, she was grabbed to his house and offered a new work. Getting closer and closer, Carole finally finds her falling in love with the man. But how should she do with her mysterious husband?"/0/85874/coverorgin.jpg?v=e4c086997617e871afb893da6671d0c7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Wife, His Best Friend's Baby
The cemetery air was heavy, just like my heart, staring at Lily' s name, a scar etched in stone. Then she arrived, Sophia, my wife, leaning into Mark, my best friend. Her hand resting on the slight curve of her stomach twisted my gut. "Lily, from heaven, will surely bless the baby in my womb with health and safety," she sneered, holding her belly. My daughter was dead, and their child, a blessing. I slid my wedding ring off, the symbol of a shattered lie, and let it fall onto the damp earth beside Lily' s grave. I walked away without looking back, leaving everything behind. Later, I overheard Sophia' s sisters mocking me. "What do you bet he comes crawling back in a week?" one giggled. They had no idea. Soon, I found myself serving Mark, Sophia' s lover, even peeling him an apple, a twisted parody of our past intimacy. Her smirk told me she relished my humiliation. Then she dropped the bomb: "We can all be one big, happy family." I handed her the divorce papers, already signed. Sophia laughed, picking up the papers. "You have nothing without me." Suddenly, Mark began to choke, his face turning red. "What did you do?" Sophia shrieked, her eyes blazing, forcing a piece of the apple into my mouth. A sickeningly sweet, nutty taste flooded my senses. Almonds. The room spun, and the first wave of anaphylaxis hit me like a fiery punch. "We found out about the baby almost a year ago, right after… Lily got sick." A year. Lily was still alive when their affair began. They left me there, choking, as they rushed Mark to the hospital. But in that cold, sterile hospital room, a ruthless plan began to form./0/52456/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe03c5b78ebddc93a9f8d4fb6ec917ad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped In The Billionaire's Bargain
Born into privilege but determined to forge his own path, Reynolds Bennet built his billion-dollar empire from the ground up. Amy Martins, the sheltered daughter of tycoon Robert Martins, has spent her life trapped under the suffocating control of her father. To her, marrying Reynolds is just another prison, one with gilded bars but when Reynolds offers a surprising proposition, Amy glimpses a chance at the one thing she's always craved: freedom. What begins as a calculated arrangement soon spirals into something neither expected. With emotions flaring and desires colliding, Amy and Reynolds must confront a question neither is prepared to answer, what happens when the lines between obligation and love blur beyond recognition?/0/50185/coverorgin.jpg?v=619ff89aa8d895188b3e6b6edf004edd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Regret {Regret Series #1}
Meet Charles Walker, a wealthy and powerful billionaire, who seemingly has it all. But beneath his seemingly perfect exterior lies a heart burdened with remorse. Years ago, he walked away from the only woman he ever loved, Kathleen Johnson, because he believed she was no longer fitting for his lavish lifestyle. Unbeknownst to Charles, that fateful decision led to an unintended consequence - Kathleen was pregnant with his child. Now, fate has intervened, gifting charles with a painful revelation: he has a beautiful daughter he never knew existed. Determined to right his wrongs, Charles sets out on a journey to win back Kathleen's heart and build a future for their fragile family. But as he embarks on this impossible quest, he soon discovers that forgiveness is not easily granted, and trust is not easily regained. Please y'all should give this story a chance I'm sure you won't regret it 🌟/0/44345/coverorgin.jpg?v=07c6d482b5ae49e4e92c7e85568b17ac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
An Heir for the Arrogant Billionaire
Sharon could not believe that the man who was looking so remote and formidable was the man who had taken her last night. She had thought that he felt the same way she did but she was obviously mistaken, she thought as she was filled with same at how she had lost control of herself and what he must now think of her. She bit her lip and tasted the salt of her own blood. Damn him!/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./1/102097/coverorgin.jpg?v=6b5385a2f9cbdaff36a751fc54d7dadb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Ex's Nightmare
It was the coldest winter in Boland when I fell in love with my best friend's older brother-that gentle, refined Jeffrey Tucker. To protect me, he not only betrayed his family but also stepped in front of acid thrown by an enemy, his back still scarred to this day. I thought we would love each other forever. Until just before our wedding, a pregnant noblewoman showed up at our doorstep. "Are you Ms. Smith? I heard Jeffrey turned against everyone for you." The woman said with a sneer, tossing a prenatal report on the table. "He told me a girl who ran with street gangs like you would never fit in. His kindness to you was just an act." I slapped her in response. As she shrieked, Jeffrey grabbed my wrist before I could strike again. I didn't cry or scream. I just looked at him, calm as ice. "Jeffery, let's break up. You're really filthy."/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?./0/82306/coverorgin.jpg?v=86d90ecc3004d193c6cc6e67da3d9ae2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
