Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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The Fiancé Who Chose Another
My fiancé, Jacob, crashed another woman' s wedding. I found out from a viral video while preparing his favorite dessert to celebrate our upcoming IVF cycle. It was Kierra Gates, the "struggling artist" he always claimed to pity. This wasn't the first time. Three years ago, he beat a man bloody for her, a public scandal that nearly broke us. I stood by him then, swallowing the humiliation and my friends' warnings. I even forgave him for the miscarriage his violent outburst caused. He swore it was over, that our future, our family, was all that mattered. But as I watched the video of him snatching her from the altar, his promises echoed like a cruel joke. He' d abandoned me again, on the cusp of our dream, for the same woman. My love for him, a fifteen-year constant, finally ran dry. This wasn't just another betrayal; it was the end. I picked up the phone, my hand steady. "I'd like to cancel my IVF appointment," I told the clinic. "And schedule an abortion. As soon as possible."/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./0/40006/coverorgin.jpg?v=680078a5dc184b86bd4ad1f370601d2f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mr. Morris' Sweet Trap
Gabrielle was forced to marry Westley, the famous demon in the city. That was all because of her brother, who ran away with Westley's fiancee. As a result, she married him as a substitute. However, when they found back his fiancee, he didn't sign the divorce agreement. Now that he knew she was the one he wanted, how could ever he let go of her?/0/83652/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106202650&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A New Horizon After Her Betrayal
My marriage to Seraphina had rules: five years of waiting for full moons and "energetic alignment." During a raging wildfire, I found my wife, Seraphina, intimately huddled with another man, Julian, and a young boy, Leo, looking like a blissful family. She didn't care I'd discovered her betrayal; she just told me I was 'upsetting the harmony' and kicked me out of my own home. She even refused my divorce, claiming it would 'disrupt her karmic path' and then abandoned me bleeding in a cafe after I was injured saving her, to coddle a child who wasn't even hers. Was my love and sacrifice truly so worthless, so easily discarded for a life built on her curated lies and calculated manipulations? But then I saw the pictures and videos of her secret life, the raw, unhinged laughter broke free-the man who loved Seraphina was dead, and a new, free me was finally born./1/107274/coverorgin.jpg?v=f14c87260cb76d789e32782e459b1ac7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In His World
When Elena's parents die, leaving her drowning in debt, a contract marriage to billionaire Adrian Blackwell seems like salvation. But Adrian's world holds dark secrets. His first wife, Sophia, looked exactly like Elena. So did his father's first love, Grace. But both women died under mysterious circumstances. And now Elena is living in Sophia's penthouse. Wearing Sophia's face. Playing Sophia's role. As Elena uncovers twisted family obsessions, buried murders, and a decades-old genetic conspiracy, she realizes the truth: she wasn't chosen randomly. She was designed for this. And the last woman who wore her face didn't survive. Will Elena break the pattern-or become another ghost in Adrian's world?/0/95072/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa7bed4a673b8610f3bb3150f703821b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Princess Reclaimed Everything
Ellen Saunders woke up reborn, finding herself back at twenty-five. At that time, she had a pair of twins and was married to Samuel Howard, a man whose wealth rivaled nations, a figure so feared that countless factions trembled at his name, the formidable boss of the underground world. Everyone called her the ultimate winner in life. But the first thing she did after her rebirth was to take divorce papers to meet Samuel's mistress./0/44230/coverorgin.jpg?v=d7bc3bcff2a406ab881e1788d1d4565b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Elusive Billionaire Seduction
I was shaking, shivering like a leaf in autumn as the cold water cascaded over me, I wanted to feel clean, I did, but no matter how much I scrubbed, it seemed I wouldn't be. Tears gathered at my eyes and fell, mixing with the water. "I love you, Avery, and nothing can change that." Came the soft voice from behind me, the voice that always knew how to calm me, I could feel his solidness behind, the warmth radiating, seeping into my freezing body. His arms wrapped around me and I leaned back, he was gloriously bare and I could feel every inch of him press against me, it was haven. I didn't feel so scared anymore, I wasn't so alone, he was right beside me and his presence reassured me. I let the water pour down, washing away my tears and fears and.... "I want a divorce." I heard him whisper and my heart stopped./0/80367/coverorgin.jpg?v=3c5af8273d69e10dec1e294b1e5c375e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Engagement Party Nightmare
My engagement party at the Plaza Hotel was supposed to be my fairy tale. I was Emily White, soon to be Mrs. Jack Anderson, Wall Street’s golden boy, feeling like a princess in my dream gown. Then, the giant screen, meant for our loving slideshow, flickered. A grainy video played: me, years ago, utterly wasted at a frat party, completely out of control. A collective gasp ripped through the ballroom. Jack’s face turned from white to furious red. He snatched the mic, bellowing, "This engagement is OFF!" He ripped the diamond ring from my finger, brutally shoving it onto my maid of honor, Sophia’s, hand. "Sophia, at least you have some class." Laughter rippled through the guests as my parents sobbed. My world shattered along with the champagne flute in my numb fingers. Just as I stood frozen in humiliation, the main doors burst open. Marcus "King" Corleone, the city's whispered-about power, Sophia's "guardian," emerged from the shadows. Silence fell. He stopped the video, took a mic, and his voice, soft yet chilling, commanded everyone to leave. Only my parents, Jack, Sophia, and I remained. Then, he approached me. “I’ll offer you a contract, Emily. A marriage. To me.” Marry a rumored monster? He gestured to Sophia, who was preening with my ring. My career, my future, my reputation—all gone. Despair washed over me. What choice did I have? I whispered, "Yes."/0/86781/coverorgin.jpg?v=bd38df9d69093133b8c1b0d49701dbc3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No More Secrets: Her True Happiness
My husband, Liam Hayes, a prominent real estate developer, was a ghost in our lives. For six years, he kept me and our daughter, Lily, a secret. The day Lily was born, I was alone in the hospital. He was with his high school sweetheart, Olivia Chen. He always chose Olivia. He looked at our newborn with chilling indifference, telling me, "Don' t let her get in my way." Lily, sweet and innocent, called him "Mr. Hayes" to gain his acknowledgment, watched him dote on Olivia's daughter, and had her heart broken a thousand times. The final straw was at a company event where he brought Olivia as his date, laughing, while I stood in the shadows. I decided thenLily and I had to leave. But Lily, with painful hope, whispered about her upcoming birthday, "Maybe... maybe he'll come this time." Knowing he never had, I crumbled, promising to wait two more weeks. The next morning, armed with divorce papers and a resignation letter, I walked into Hayes Industries. I saw Liam and Olivia, intimately close. Olivia mocked me, and Liam loudly claimed he barely remembered me. Suddenly, Lily burst out, a fresh bruise on her cheek, running to Liam. "Mr. Hayes! They said... they said I don't have a daddy." He looked at her with disgust, prying her off him. "Whose child is this? Get her out of here." The words echoed, shattering fragments of my heart: "Nanny's child." Lily's face crumpled in utter devastation. I scooped her into my arms, my own tears falling, as the world stared. He always chose Olivia, and now, he chose to deny Lily entirely. How could a father be so cruel? How could he blatantly disregard his own child in public? The pain was unbearable, the humiliation searing. I needed to escape this nightmare. "We're leaving," I whispered to Lily. "We' re going somewhere warm, where we' ll finally be a real family."/0/84591/coverorgin.jpg?v=a00eb636f3d2da66baeaf8532a3cc138&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Cuckold's Revelation
My flight home felt endless, a week away from my pregnant wife, Emily, feeling like a year. I pictured her glowing, her smile lighting up the house, ready to welcome me back. But the moment I walked through the door, my world began to fracture. The house was eerily silent, a strange smell in the air, and an overflowing trash can spoke of neglect. Then, Emily' s weak voice called from upstairs, her face pale and clammy, clutching her stomach in pain. At the hospital, a doctor' s cryptic words about "strenuous activity" and needing to be "gentle" left me bewildered, a knot of unease tightening in my chest. I brushed it off, attributing it to stress, clinging to the flimsy explanation when I found a strange bruise on her collarbone-one she vaguely claimed was from clumsiness. But the flimsy facade shattered when I found cigarette ash in our master bathroom sink. I don't smoke, and Emily despises it, making her flimsy explanation about her stepfather stopping by ring hollow. My mother-in-law later confirmed my stepfather-in-law quit smoking years ago, sealing the growing dread in my stomach. Then, my own mother mentioned a new white sedan Emily was seen getting out of, driven by a man-a car I certainly hadn't bought. The pieces clicked into a terrifying mosaic: the doctor' s warning, the bruise, the ash, the unknown man, the mysterious car. But nothing prepared me for the final blow at the doctor' s follow-up: "The fetus is measuring closer to twelve weeks, Mr. Davis." Twelve weeks. A full month older than it should be, a month when I was working fourteen-hour days, thousands of miles away. My world imploded. The doctor wasn't accusing me; he was warning me about her affair. The baby wasn't mine. My wife had cheated, and the life I thought we had built was a cruel, elaborate lie. The man who was supposed to be a father was now the biggest fool. I was a cuckold. And I was going to find out everything./0/22642/coverorgin.jpg?v=88214d6b45570198e54c4a8206c1938e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Desire- Sadie
Nathan sat on the roof with a portrait in his hand. He has been looking at her portrait for the past hours and he is not ready to let go of it. He stared at the picture with a satisfied smile on his face. His Sadie! He just can't stop staring at her. She was really his sweet angel which portrayed the meaning of her name. Sadie! He hugged the portrait before dropping it. He picked up his drawing paper and pencil ready to sketch her beautiful face again. Every corner of his room has her picture, everything! And almost all his belongings too. His plates were designed with her picture, his phone pouch was her, his wrist band has her name. His private company is in her name, his box has her picture, his closet, just name it. The workers thought he's running mad, no one believed it's love except his family and of course, his personal guard. He smiled at nothing, closing his eyes before starting the sketching. He's been stalking her ever since that fateful day they met , that fateful day she became his sweet angel. He knows her every move, everything she does and how she's being treated in her own home . He turned his hand in a fist and his jaw tightened. The thought of that does nothing but angers him. He wants to save her, he wants to take her out of that bondage but it's not yet time. She doesn't even recognize him, it will be insane to go ask her out for marriage when she doesn't know him . He's going to make them pay, watching his Sadie from a far distance seeing her in tears, seeing her lonely, seeing her sad and seeing her feeling unloved hurt his heart so much. If only she knew that she had him, he would love her forever. When he gets her, no strand of her hair can be touched unless it's the person's destiny to die by his hands. For what they are doing to her, he's never going to forgive them. When the time comes, he will destroy them with just a snap of his fingers. " Young master " Kaleb called bowing slightly. Nathan raised his head giving him a questioning look. He knows he doesn't like to be disturbed when he's up here so why is he here? " I am sorry to disturb you young master but I thought it's important I tell you this now " Kaleb said and bowed his head again, gulping hard. His young master has been in a very good mood for a long time now, he doesn't want him to go back to his old attitude of being cold and alone plus what he dreads to happen again. This will definitely do worse to him if he hears it but it's still his duty to inform him. "What is it, Kaleb?" Nathan asked calmly, taking his eyes back to his sketchbook . "It's..ummm. It's Sadie, young master." His heart divided into two the moment he heard Kaleb mentioned Sadie. He stood up in a swift standing curiously close to Kaleb with his heart racing fast. What about her?" Nathan asked breathlessly, he's finding it difficult to breathe all of a sudden. Kaleb glanced at his young master as he opened his mouth to speak but no words came out. He knows what this is going to cause to his young master, he knows he might become mentally unstable after this. That is scaring him because he doesn't want that to happen. "Talk to me Kaleb, what happened to Sadie?" Nathan yelled impatiently. "Sadie! She was stabbed by her sister a few minutes ago, young master." Kaleb paused to watch his young master's expression and to his surprise, it held none. Nathan tried processing what he just heard. Stabbed? His Sadie stabbed? That can't be! "I am sorry young master, I don't think she will make it." Kaleb added! Before he could shift away slightly as he felt uncomfortable. He saw his young master collapsing to the floor struggling to breathe. "Young master," he called with his body shaking in fright. Nothing must happen to him. Nothing! "Young master please," he called again but Nathan couldn't answer. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't! As much as he tries! He got an attack! His attack was back! Kaleb's fear came true. The inhaler! He needs to get it as fast as he can. With that, he left his young master on the floor and dashed out of the roof./0/67383/coverorgin.jpg?v=efccfbcbc2cb058f1f9dee0665193cec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Something Else
Nate, a man burdened by the legacy of his family's immense wealth and the pressures of upholding a corporate empire. He finds himself utterly exhausted and disillusioned by a life spent chasing a definition of success that leaves him feeling profoundly empty. His impulsive escape to the quaint Colorado town of Harmony Creek marks a pivotal point in his journey. Harmony Creek, with its close-knit community, its emphasis on faith and its slower pace of life, is a stark contrast to Nate's high-pressure existence. It is here, in this haven of warmth and kindness, that he encounters Jessie, a woman who embodies the town's gentle spirit. Their connection is a slow burn, a gradual unfolding of affection built on mutual respect, shared experiences, and a growing understanding of each other's souls./0/50175/coverorgin.jpg?v=114dbef9f56d22777ecbcbab80520db9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Taming The Heartless Mafia
He's Dangerous, He's Fearless, He kills Without blinking an eye, He's Asexual, Women don't attract him, talk more of caughting feelings whatsoever. He owns one of the dangerous Mafia clan in Russia. He's feared by everyone in the clan, and no one dares go against him. "GO AGAINST ME, AND MEET YOUR DEALTH", is his code word. Talk of being handsome, he's one heck of a demigod. No one has seen him smile, and they believe they won't ever see his smirks, talk more of his teeth. But what happens when a girl is brought into the clan. What kind of category does she fall into. *Is she the innocent goody type *The stubborn headed type *Or even the mafia kind of girl. ...../0/52678/coverorgin.jpg?v=a5e29adc6a2c8168a27868035ccb5bc4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Be My Woman
TITLE: Be My Woman BLURB Rosy Klein did all she could to sponsor herself and her boyfriend through college. She has been dating Stefan since , but immediately they started college, Stefan lost his parents and almost quit school, but Rosy took the responsibility. Stefan is a guy she loves so much, and she couldn't bear watching him drop out, though she's an orphan herself. Part time jobs and illegal gigs brought her the cash she earned, and with that, she was able to sponsor herself and Stefan, but on their graduation day... Stefan proposed to her best friend right in front of her, and her world crumbled. That same day, Roman Lawson planned proposal for his girlfriend, and he was hoping it'd be the best night of their lives. He has been dating Gwen for three years, and though she did nothing for him throughout, but to him, her love was enough. He payed for her mother's yearly surgery even when he's just a struggling youth. He even bought Gwen a car with his first salary, all for love. But on getting to the proposal venue, Gwen turned him down and ran out in tears after confessing that she's currently in love with someone else. Roman's world shattered. The pain of betrayal and heartbreak made him drive to the bar where he drank himself to stupor. There he met Rosy who also came to drink as a result of what Stefan did to her. Fate had it's way, and something huge happened between them that night... Huge enough to change everything about their existence. Who can't wait to find out what the huge something is and how huge it is? Are you ready to be on a rollercoaster of emotions? Join this sweet ride to see what life holds for this two and what future dramas will look like. Trust me, it's a book that'd keep you at the edge of your seat throughout... Don't miss out./0/20452/coverorgin.jpg?v=30e1cc8f900cab5c6a52e2869d7301c2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Nation
She's just a teenager who wants to have a normal life but it looks like she herself is not normal. She thought life would be 'okay' even though she had powers but living at where she is, she knew she did not fit in with the world she is in. Her life is at its worst not until a guy comes into her life and this guy is not like the others; he's coldhearted. Will she ever find the 'normal' life she is looking for when she meets this guy or will he make her life the worst? Will she ever find a place where she really belong?/0/22955/coverorgin.jpg?v=9a019150ac636f9fbc6e8e407fdd144c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Taken and Caged (Finale of Broken and Pregnant)
Finale of Broken and Pregnant (Completed) Finally, Lucy and Kent reunited again as a couple with their son Austin. They started over again as one happy family until a startling incident occurred. Austin was kidnapped during Eloisa and Gale's nuptial's party by a person wearing a black raincoat and hat. Who would it be? Is there a happy ending for Stone's family?/0/83809/coverorgin.jpg?v=b41339a272a20932c58c5d990c9bb0b7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No More Tears: The Avenging Wife
My daughter Maya' s ragged breath was the only sound in our quiet, dusty home, her small body wracked by fever. I begged my husband, Caleb, to take her to a doctor, but his eyes were cold and his voice flat as he refused, prioritizing his sister-in-law Brenda' s son over our dying child. My mother-in-law, Mary-Ann, handed me old, expired antibiotics, saying they should be "good enough," sealing Maya' s fate. For two agonizing days, I watched her fade, desperately clinging to a miracle that never came. On the third night, my world shattered as Maya went still in my arms, her silent passing tearing a primal scream from my throat. In my grief and rage, I confronted Caleb and Mary-Ann, only for Caleb to silence me with a violent fist, leaving me bleeding and abandoned in the darkest national forest. As I lay dying, I saw a chilling vision: Brenda, wearing my locket, stealing the life my long-lost Army Colonel father had come to claim for me. They took everything-my daughter, my life, my future-and gave it to my worst enemies. But then, I woke with a gasp, the silver locket cool against my skin, Maya sleeping soundly beside me. It was three days before her illness, three days before her death, and this time, I wasn't just a mother. This time, I was an avenger./0/95229/coverorgin.jpg?v=71e67aff0c044ecb7ba31e8d4de555ba&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For His Desperate Proposal
For seventeen years, I loved my best friend, Holden King. I was the quiet girl who always had a bandage for his scraped knees, secretly believing we were meant to be. But he shattered my world with six words: "She's my sister. That's all." He fell for the cruel and glamorous Fabiola, even taking her to our secret meadow. Her jealousy was a poison. She faked a pregnancy to trap him, then hired a man to attack me in an alley. The trauma ruptured an aneurysm in my brain, and I went blind. Through it all, Holden defended her. He refused to believe she was capable of such evil, choosing the monster he'd known for months over the girl he'd known his whole life. My savior, a kind doctor named Jace, offered me a future, and we planned a fake wedding to give my terrified parents hope. But as I stood blind at the altar, Holden crashed the ceremony. He fell to his knees, a diamond ring in his hand. "I love you, Chloe," he cried. "Marry me."/0/70512/coverorgin.jpg?v=9da21a8218b93e4a753013b95fc85286&imageMogr2/format/webp)
University Passions
After leaving high school, five young people from different backgrounds find themselves in the same university. Between budding friendships, passionate loves and unexpected betrayals, their lives are turned upside down. David, Alice, Chloé, Bruno, and Émilie navigate a world where alliances are formed and unmade. David, from a wealthy family, offers a financial solution for his friends in difficulty , but this triggers growing tensions. The buried secrets, the romances forbidden between teacher and student and the plots to discredit teachers, disrupt their daily lives. As shocking revelations continue, ruthless vengeance and devastating conflicts emerge, making the university's balance more fragile than ever. Throughout their adventures, they will discover the strength of love, friendship, and the price of betrayal./0/94134/coverorgin.jpg?v=29802b440a4289b18c7fc615e72842ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
