Romance Books for Women
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My Husband's Lie
On our eighth anniversary, my husband, Ryan Lester, confessed to a "one-night stand." I forgave him, burying the deceit, clinging to the life we' d built, believing it was a drunken mistake. Two years later, his intern, Molly, walked into my favorite café, dropped a folder filled with photos – Ryan and Molly vacationing, celebrating milestones, and finally, a baby, his baby. "He never loved you," she whispered, his words echoing in my ears, "you were just a business arrangement." The man I' d loved, the life I' d fought for, was a meticulously crafted lie, a calculated betrayal, and still, he wouldn' t let me go, demanding I raise his secret son. That' s when I called my brother, a former Delta Force operator, and told him: "I need an exit. Make me a ghost."/0/39821/coverorgin.jpg?v=393b65337ae457c540b2c87aaf3eca72&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Coco
Ailee ate her ice cream licking every bit of it and then Xavier pushed his cup infront of her. She looked confusingly at him. "Eat." "No you eat. Its yours" "Coco I don't really love it." She gasped loudly putting her hand on her mouth. "How can anyone NOT love chocolates?" she said giving him side eyes but accepted his offering nevertheless. He just shook his head watching her eat happily like a kid. ➶➶➶➶➶➶➶➶➶➶ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮./0/94004/coverorgin.jpg?v=b60a667d0608e3b12330f24ff5707f8c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Second Chance At The Choosing
In my first life, I married Connor Walls, the golden heir to the Barrett Corporation, believing my father's sacrifice had earned me a fairytale. Instead, it bought me a gilded cage and a brutal death. He left me to bleed out on the cold marble floor of our mansion while he entertained a guest one floor below. He was a predator disguised as a prince, a man whose public smile charmed the world while his touch left bruises no one could see. For years, he tormented me, painting me as the villain while my own cousin, Jana, clung to his side, reinforcing every lie. The world adored him. They saw a perfect couple, a powerful alliance. No one saw the monster I lived with. No one knew the truth behind my "accidents." Until I died, I was trapped. But then, I was reborn and opened my eyes again. I was back at the Choosing Ceremony, the day I was supposed to bind myself to him forever. This time, I remembered every agonizing detail. And this time, his ruthless, outcast brother Brannon was also an option./0/84595/coverorgin.jpg?v=bc465563d963b146eb05376f1e861fe3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Regret’s Embrace
For seven years, I lived a quiet life as a musician, believing my wife, Sophia, kept her distance to protect my "fragile artistic temperament." It was a story I told myself, a reason for the cold silence of our marriage. But that carefully constructed world shattered when I overheard her whispering another man' s name in the moonlight-her half-brother, Liam. The whispers festered, revealing a truth more agonizing than I could have imagined: her passion, her longing, was all reserved for him. My heart was ripped to shreds, but the true horror began when Liam, fueled by jealousy and encouraged by Sophia, viciously attacked me. Not only did she abandon me, she even robbed me of my painkillers from the hospital, claiming Liam needed them more for a measly foot injury. I didn't understand. How could the woman I loved disregard my broken ribs so easily, while doting on a spoiled, entitled man-child? Why did my pain mean nothing to her, while his minor discomfort became her world? My life, my very art, had been built on a foundation of lies. Then came the twisted game, a cruel choice forced upon Sophia: save me or Liam. With a gun to my head, and my final words telling her I hoped to never meet her again, she chose him, declaring her unwavering devotion to her brother. I didn't die that day, but the man I was did. Now, free from her toxic embrace, and with hands that may never play guitar again but a spirit finally unbound, I am ready to forge a new path. Sophie, however, is left to face the empty silence of a life without the man who once gave her everything./0/85244/coverorgin.jpg?v=2afb8e45f1a67abd53929ad9db42868e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Death Day, Her Wedding Day
The phone felt heavy in my hand, a cold, dead weight. It had been a year since I last heard her voice, a year of silence that felt like a lifetime. My doctor' s words echoed in my head: "Glioblastoma, stage four. I' m sorry, Ethan. We' re talking months, maybe less." I called her, my thumb hovering over the button. "Happy wedding day," I said, pushing the words out. "And the second thing… you once promised that you' d carry my coffin after I die." The line went dead. A week after that promise, Olivia had left me. "I never loved you, Ethan," she had said, her face a mask of indifference. Her words broke me more than the illness ever could. That' s why I was in Zurich, in a sterile room, scheduled to end my life tomorrow. But then I saw her, by the lake, skipping stones, just like we used to. As I took a step towards her, a man came up, wrapping his arm around her waist. Liam Stone. "Olivia' s fiancé," he said, extending a hand. "We' re actually getting married tomorrow." My death day would be her wedding day. The universe had a sick sense of humor. I fled, only to stumble into the path of an oncoming tram. Olivia saved me, pulling me back. But as she pulled me up, her sleeve rode up, and I saw it: a silver bracelet, engraved with "L.S." She had been with him while we were still together. My life, my love, my everything, was a lie. "I' m dying," I told her, hoarse. "I have a brain tumor." Her facade cracked. Then, she asked me for a favor. "I need you to take the photos, Ethan. Just for the ceremony." I agreed, on one condition: "I want a photo. Just one. Of you and me. Together." She agreed, then immediately abandoned me for Liam. At the wedding, she used my origami stars, our special date on her new wedding ring. "It never meant anything, Ethan," she said, her eyes cold. "It was never real." I was numb. I left, heading back to the clinic, my fate sealed. Then, a text from Liam: We could use an extra hand with some last-minute wedding preparations. He was trying to buy my compliance, to turn my final day into a transaction. Fine, I replied. I didn' t know why I agreed. Maybe I needed to burn the image of her happiness into my brain so I could finally let go./0/37550/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ed964fd118359b8bdc90fafec215ae8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
INTO THE DEVIL'S HEART
"You don't have to, not when you are willingly offering yourself to the devil himself" he moves round, circling her. " And you know what he's capable of doing, torture is what he's good at" "If I am standing before the devil himself, then" she paused before continuing, "I am ready to ride into his heart" she was bold. " You don't seem to be scared of darkness, do you? " He tilts his head to the side. " Not when I've spent every second in darkness," She said trying so hard not to cry. " I am ready to be consumed by the darkness in hell, to be bound to you for as long as I live and afterlife if only you make me yours! "She spoke out in a confident and decisive tone. " Little bunny," he was more than amused, " you don't make a deal with the devil! " He warns. That didn't scare her, as she spoke out." I already have" He let out devilish laughter, as the building vibrated in response as if experiencing an earthquake. His gaze travels back to the bunny, " SHE IS MINE!" His tone was so firm, claiming her before the Mafia Lords. Audrey Shawn is a nineteen year old girl who has always believed in the love of family, not until she was sold by her dad, the same person who was meant to protect her. She was broken, but nothing aches her more than the thought she was about to be sold to the highest bidder. Willing to take the chance, she willingly offers herself to a man she hasn't met before, beckoning to her, he was the devil himself. What will happen when she finds out that she's crossed a deal with the devil and can't find a way to escape?/0/21652/coverorgin.jpg?v=3c304c3ec5e817689e8235c3daf82ba6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Switches
Twelve years ago, Cherry Collins was orphaned after a ghastly fire outbreak, broke across her parent s massive restaurant empire, killing them on the spot and rendering her homeless, Cherry became heartbroken and lost. Just 11 years old at the time, she roamed round the streets begging for food and eating from trash cans. Luckily for her she meets Jayson, at a mansion where she goes to pick trash, they hit it off and quickly become tight friends. Due to unknown reasons, they split during college. Revolving worlds and changing times, they meet again, Cherry is now 23, and a cold-hearted, rich and independent woman, who has vowed never to fall in love again, Jayson is still a rich enterprenuer. They meet and rekindle old flames and friendship. Will they finally fall in love, can they admit that the friendship from before was more than just that? Find out in this intriguing romance novel./0/25221/coverorgin.jpg?v=176e432e336d50341b5908f82e2d3755&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling for the CEO's Game
"When Tessa Parker becomes the secretary of arrogant Theo Martin, she thinks it is a splendid chance to escape from her poor horrible life. That is until she discovers her boss has some secret motive behind hiring her. Tessa Parker's life changed when she got everything as per her desire. Good salary, insurance, travel expenses, spa, shopping expenses, and the most important accommodation. She thinks now she doesn\'t need to cry over her poor life until she finds her boss Theo Martin shifting to the same apartment in which she lives. But then, he is arrogant, ruthless, mannerless whom she wants to avoid outside of the company. However, a series of events lead her closer to Theo, her feelings begin to change. She thinks to fight with her feelings by drawing a line between professional and personal life. What she doesn't know? Falling for her new boss comes with great danger when he has some secrets which will bring havoc to her life."/0/85893/coverorgin.jpg?v=40e62a9757766428fc05b6b633b6d2b6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Carry the Child of My Husband and His Mistress
My phone buzzed on the nightstand, its vibration a familiar comfort as I lay in bed, three months pregnant, dreaming of our perfect family. Mark was downstairs, his charismatic voice a lullaby through the floorboards. Then the messages started. Anonymous. Short. And devastating. A picture of Mark, asleep in another bed, his arm around a woman with long, dark hair. Chloe, his intern. My world didn' t just fracture; it shattered. Every loving gesture, every promise through the grueling IVF cycles, every whispered "You' re a warrior" – all tainted. I was the dedicated wife, enduring painful injections and procedures for our dream, only to discover I was nothing more than a convenient vessel. The ultimate betrayal arrived in a second message: "The baby you're carrying, conceived through IVF, is actually Mark's and mine. You were just... the perfect incubator." My eggs, his sperm? No. Her eggs, his sperm. I was a biological surrogate, my body a pawn in their monstrous scheme. Not only was he cheating, but he' d orchestrated a profound violation, using my love and desperation to build a family with his mistress under my own roof. How could he? How could they? The man I loved, the life we built, was a meticulously crafted lie. My anger and disgust solidified into a cold, hard resolve. I wouldn' t be a victim. I would reclaim my body and my life./0/71293/coverorgin.jpg?v=64ec438dc6051925b6d6a02295f7e33b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Game by Possessive Billionaire
One night. One mistake. One deal that changed everything. After heartbreak, Vyora spends a wild night with Leonard Morgan, her handsome and enigmatic boss. Now, to get revenge on her ex-boyfriend, Vyora must become Leo's pretend girlfriend. Amidst the revenge plot and unexpected intimacy, their relationship becomes increasingly complicated. Can Vyora separate revenge from the love that's starting to blossom between them?/0/45986/coverorgin.jpg?v=efc6b44257c3e3c542c2d96e597cb9e0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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His Deal, Her Heart
For ten years, my world had revolved around Mark. I went to his lavish engagement party to finally cauterize the wound, to watch him promise his life to another woman and force myself to move on. Then the music stopped. The massive crystal chandelier above us wasn't just glittering anymore; it was groaning, its supports severed, plummeting directly towards the center of the room. It was aimed at Mark and his fiancée. In that last, heart-stopping second, Mark's survival instincts kicked in. He shoved her, his future wife, hard. She stumbled sideways, out of the path of destruction. He didn't even look at me. He left me standing alone, rooted to the spot, staring up at my own glittering death. But I wasn't crushed. An arm like iron wrapped around my waist, yanking me back as the world exploded in a crash of metal and glass. My savior was a stranger, a man with eyes like a storm. He looked down at me in the wreckage and said, "That was an attempt on my life. You were just collateral damage." Before I could even process his words, my phone rang. It was my father, his voice choked with despair. Our family's small business, our entire livelihood, had just been financially ruined. My savior, the man who'd just saved my life, looked at my stricken face. "That was also me," he said, his voice devoid of emotion. "I control your family's debt. Marry me, and I will save them."/0/42093/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f6bb5d35d781f53cdb01d7ed611e1cd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married To Danger
Sophia Morgan, a determined young fashion designer, is looking for success in her career. When an enticing marriage proposal to enigmatic business tycoon Ethan Blackwood comes her way, Sophia decides to risk everything for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to launch her own fashion label. However, shortly after the wedding, Sophia discovers that Ethan is hiding dark secrets that threaten her stability and security. As she plunges into a world of intrigue and danger, Sophia finds herself struggling to unravel the truth behind Ethan's past while dealing with the pressure of her new life. Confronted with revealing anonymous messages and the constant threat to her life, Sophia realizes she is trapped in a dangerous game of trust and redemption. With the support of her loyal best friend, Olivia, and the guidance of Thomas Evans, her fashion mentor, Sophia embarks on a journey of discovery and unexpected turns. As the danger intensifies and the truth comes out, Sophia and Ethan are forced to join forces to survive and protect those they love. Amidst the chaos, true love blossoms, showing that even in the darkest of circumstances, hope and love can find their way. "Married to Danger" is a billionaire romance full of suspense, betrayal and redemption. Get involved in this captivating story, where secrets are revealed, twists surprise and love overcomes all adversity./0/86867/coverorgin.jpg?v=603f2cd9b2dabc11c1ee50b1e0dbb645&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Became a Nightmare
The text message from Mark, "Trip extended. Don' t wait up. Love you," was the first crack in the facade of my four-year marriage, a hollow echo of affection on our anniversary. Then, discovering him with his assistant, Olivia Stone, in his office, their intimacy a brutal slap, confirmed my deepest fears. But his words cut deeper than the sight: "Ever since she got pregnant, she' s become… unbearable. Clingy. Emotional. It' s not the woman I married." In that instant, a searing pain shot through my abdomen, and a choked gasp escaped me, a prelude to the nightmare that followed. He pushed me down the stairs. My body hit the cold steps over and over. I lay in a heap, bleeding, losing our baby. Yet, he rushed past me to comfort Olivia, asking, "Are you okay? Did she scare you?" He chose her, leaving me broken and bleeding on the floor. At the hospital, he confirmed the devastating loss and then blamed me, twisting reality. As if summoned, Olivia appeared, feigning sorrow, while he comforted her, bringing her to my room where our child's life had just ended. He pushed me back onto the bed, furious at my screams, and then escorted her out, murmuring soothing words, leaving me utterly alone with the ghost of our child. His cruelty knew no bounds. He threw my beloved dog, Buddy, out into a raging storm, then forced me to apologize to Olivia for upsetting HER, threatening Buddy's life if I refused. I knelt, humiliating myself, whispering apologies I didn't mean, all for Buddy. How could he be so monstrous? He remembered nothing of the man I loved, only this cruel stranger. Yet, the question of what he truly remembered, what he was capable of, hung heavy in the air. That night, alone after my performative apology, I called my lawyer. My decision was solid, unchangeable. The marriage was a festering wound, and the only way to survive was to cut it out completely./0/39822/coverorgin.jpg?v=18b07e97fd620fcac27c1e9cbc0c9915&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unspoken Attractions- Zain's Unwanted Lover
"Zain, I want to be with you, forever." "But, I don't." *** Hoorain Ahmed, being the youngest and most loved child, was never known to have pain. When someone who was brought up with extreme affection faced the problem of love with the person who doesn't love her back, things went quite troubling. She was secretly in love with her professor… and brother’s best friend! Zain Bukhari, was a responsible and short tempered man. Being the eldest son, he was carrying the pride of his parents. Sadly, things went downhill when Hoorain confessed. Because he had no intentions of forming a bond with his student. Under all circumstances, Zain never felt obliged to return her love- even when their destiny collided- he never did./0/84596/coverorgin.jpg?v=34826524be0278d0d012b05bd72be3d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Fiancé Believed Her Lie
The sharp sting across my cheek snapped my head back, my hair flying. It came from Chloe, the young intern, whose hand was still raised, her eyes wide with a calculated fear that twisted into a perfect lie. "Ava, I'm so sorry," she whispered, staging a stumble that sent her crashing dramatically to the floor as Leo, my fiancé, burst into my office, his face a mask of thunderous rage. He didn't even glance at me, rushing straight to Chloe' s side, cradling her as she sobbed a manufactured tale of my jealousy. His mother's smug voice suddenly echoed from his phone, "Leo, I told you she was unstable. Not fit to be part of our family." And then, his command, "Apologize to Chloe." Followed by a terrifying countdown, leveraging my younger brother Finn's fragile mental state against me. I swallowed the humiliation and forced the words out, "I'm sorry, Chloe." My hand, resting on my stomach, trembled as a cold dread washed over me-the faint flutter of life I' d felt last week now a lead weight. This couldn't be happening. My perfect life, shattering around me, and I knew, with horrifying certainty, this was only the beginning./0/81676/coverorgin.jpg?v=f07508c3bbc29400ae03ca71d7c39ae0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Prince's Broken Promises
Our love was a rebel song, forbidden by the Devereaux family's rigid rules. I was Ella, a blues singer from Bourbon Street, and he was Beau, the Prince of Prytania, who swore his heart was irrevocably mine. He chose me, even when his powerful family threatened to disinherit him. "It's you and me, Ella, always," he vowed. I wore his promises like my grandmother's treasured locket. But the Devereauxs changed tactics. A new cruelty. They gave Beau an ultimatum: produce an heir with a "suitable" woman. He begged me to understand, a "formality" before we could truly be together. Then Savannah Sinclair, polished and ambitious, entered our lives. Soon, Savannah was pregnant, and the "little longer" stretched into an eternity. Savannah became a constant, cruel presence, plotting against me at every turn. She maliciously framed me for harming their newborn daughter, Charlotte, planting "evidence" and staging hysterical outbursts. My protests fell on deaf ears; Beau let his parents lock me in a cold guesthouse. "Why, Ella? Why would you hurt my child?" Beau asked, his voice like shards of glass. My heart shattered. His child, not ours. Where was the man who once shielded me? Then, Savannah escalated, wearing my grandmother's locket, brazenly claiming Beau gave it to her. When I lunged for it, she feigned injury, shrieking about her "baby." Beau rushed in, his rage blinding him. He shoved me hard, my head cracking against marble. Before I could explain, his father, Augustus, raised his hand and struck me across the face. Beau watched it all, his back turned to me, to the truth, to everything we had ever been. His silence was consent. His inaction was betrayal. In that agonizing moment, I knew: I had to get out. I would leave, but not before they learned the cost of their cruelty./0/85245/coverorgin.jpg?v=90deadcf75f69352cb1d3b15b0694299&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love, Lies, and Stolen Dreams
Chloe Davis and I built a life together, starting from broke college kids to a married couple with a future, celebrating our tenth anniversary. But that morning, a chilling phone call shattered everything: Chloe, distracted and distant, hung up on me before I could utter another word, leaving me with a familiar cold dread. Later, a colleague' s photo brought the crushing truth: Chloe, hand resting comfortably on the arm of Liam Hayes, the ruthless CEO of OmniCorp, a velvet box and expensive cufflinks on the table-gifts I could never afford. The silent, wrapped gift on her nightstand - a first-edition book carelessly torn, unopened - confirmed her indifference, leaving me with a gut-wrenching question: how could the woman I loved betray me to this extent? The next morning, the betrayal escalated as my lead designer revealed OmniCorp had stolen our flagship game, 'Aetheria,' confirming a horrifying, undeniable picture: the person sleeping next to me every night was holding the knife, and I knew how to fight back./0/38200/coverorgin.jpg?v=c2d374e84ef623a66864e2bfc7a51e21&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Medical Princess Full of Personality and Favored
The first time she saw his thing, she was very disgusted. This thing was really ugly! When they met again, his long and cold fingers flashed across her face. Woman, do you know the price of upsetting the prince? She used to be the first military doctor of the special forces. After her soul was transported to the notorious hostage princess, she was framed by others and her engagement was cancelled, which was nothing to her. The worst thing was that she accidentally angered the prince, who was the god of war, and then she could never escape.../0/22302/coverorgin.jpg?v=44de90ec6d0d42ee90d9c4fd8efe3f15&imageMogr2/format/webp)
