Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Claimed By My Ex's Rival Hockey Captain
When Bailey Carter walked in on her boyfriend tangled in bed with someone else, she swore she was done with love, and with hockey players. Now, she is back in Michigan, working nights just to pay her grandmother's hospital bills, trying to stitch her life back together one piece at a time. Then he walks in.Orion Hayes-the arrogant, infuriating captain of Michigan's hockey team, and her ex's biggest rival. He is cocky, ruthless and too damn gorgeous for his own good. When he saves her at a club being bullied, he offers her a deal she can't refuse-pretend to be his girlfriend to get his family off his back, and he'll make sure her grandmother gets the best care money can buy. But what starts as a fake relationship soon blurs into something dangerously real. Under the swagger and smirk, Orion isn't who she thought he was.And the more he pulls her into his world, the harder it gets to remember why she should stay away. Her heart's already been broken by one hockey player.Falling for another, especially her ex's rival, might just be the biggest mistake of her life./0/83957/coverorgin.jpg?v=dfef5895d46f8bc9d7cc809900b3a663&imageMogr2/format/webp)
999 Rejections: Her Final Escape
For five long years, I chased a man' s love, guided by a mysterious "System" that promised me his heart. I lived in a world not my own, sacrificing everything for Ethan Lester, enduring 999 rejections while he preached piety and purity. Then, I found him in his private prayer room, not praying, but whispering Maria's name to a hyper-realistic sex doll, an exact replica of his adopted sister. My entire marriage was a sham, a shield for his twisted obsession; all his coldness and devotion were just a lie. I didn't play a game; I tried to make a man love me, but discovered he was in love with his sister, and I was just a fool for listening. But when he then harvested my skin for a graft-without my consent-to protect Maria's perfect face after a near-fatal incident he caused, I knew I was truly done. He offered me his body as a 'reward' for my severed flesh, but the disgust was cleansing; it burned away every last shred of my affection. I finally understood; my worth wasn' t tied to his twisted devotion. So, I ripped out my IV, filed the divorce papers he' d unknowingly signed, and stood in his empty mansion: "System, take me home."/1/106344/coverorgin.jpg?v=2376373542221500a3b661be53fe3c80&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Doll: Her Secret Escape
I was just a placeholder, a warm body in silk sheets to keep the bed from getting cold while my billionaire "owner," Garrick Head, dreamt of another man’s wife. To the world, I was Ever Wells, the lucky girl he’d plucked from obscurity, but in reality, I was a doll on a 145-day contract, counting every second until I could disappear. Everything shattered when a burner phone buzzed in my hand with a message that turned my blood to ice: "I know your secret, Everly." My real name was the one thing I had buried to protect my four-year-old son, Leo, who was hidden in a cramped apartment in Queens. Just as the blackmailer closed in, Leo’s asthma flared into a life-threatening fever, and the medication he needed cost thousands I didn't have. When I tried to siphon money to save him, Garrick sensed my desperation and froze my credit cards, mocking my "poverty" and demanding I crawl back to his bed to earn his favor. The nightmare intensified at a high-society gala when Clarence Frazier, a dangerous ghost from my past, cornered me. He mouthed my real name in front of the cameras, his eyes promising to tear my fake life apart. Garrick’s possessiveness turned violent as he broke a man’s jaw for insulting me, yet in the same breath, he reminded me I was nothing but a "rented whore" he’d bought off a shelf. I had to smile while he kissed me and detach my mind while he touched me, all while siphoning pennies into a hidden account. He thought he could finalize my imprisonment with a twenty-million-dollar apartment on Central Park West, calling it a gift when it was really just a heavier lock on my golden cage. "I don't want to save the world," I whispered to the empty, marble penthouse after he fell asleep. "I just want to save my son." With a predator from my past watching my every move and a master who treated me like a pet, I realized I couldn't wait for my contract to end. I had to run tonight, or Leo and I would both die in this cage./0/81686/coverorgin.jpg?v=df357a9111e57e050d4bfaaa606d61c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Inmate 734 to Mastermind
I was a successful project manager, pouring my life into community revitalization, building a future with my wife, Chloe. I even gave up a promotion, a move to a bigger city, for her. Then, the project funds vanished. Suddenly, I was not the esteemed manager, but 'inmate 734', framed by Chloe and her lover, Liam. Fabricated emails, false testimony, and her convincing tears-the jury believed every word. My job, my reputation, gone. Imprisonment was just the start. After my release, Chloe paraded her fake concern, draining my dwindling inheritance for Liam's shady ventures. She even orchestrated a public "vow renewal," only to abandon me at the altar, rushing off to Liam's side for a fake emergency. The humiliation burned through me, hot and sharp. How could I have been so utterly blind, so trusting? The betrayal didn't just sting; it poisoned everything. They thought I was defeated, a docile pawn. They mocked my analytical mind, thinking I was too broken by jail to fight back. But they were wrong. My quiet acceptance became a cold resolve. Once dedicated to timelines, my meticulous nature now focused on one singular project: their meticulously planned downfall. I would make them sign away their own future, piece by agonizing piece./0/85904/coverorgin.jpg?v=1ccdc7837c45477b794a0ef10294359c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal's Scars, A New Beginning
Today was my ninth wedding anniversary, and I lay in a hospital bed, recovering from a hysterectomy. My husband, Mark, sent a diamond necklace, but instead of him, a young woman' s voice answered his phone. "This is Emily. Please, don' t do this to Mark." Her tearful plea implied she had picked out my anniversary gift with him. He then agreed to a divorce-eagerly, relieved-hanging up before I could speak. He never showed up at the courthouse. He promised to meet me. He broke that promise. Two months later, he stumbled home, drunk, offering me a luxury watch as if it could erase his betrayal. "A divorce? We' re not getting a divorce," he slurred. I saw him days later, laughing intimately with Emily at a café, while I was dealing with more than just a broken marriage. "I have uterine cancer." The words were out, shattering the fragile peace. "You have cancer and you' re telling me now? How could you keep that from me?" he shouted, not out of concern, but anger at how it looked. He raged about losing control, about how this affected him, not once asking about my pain. I had been alone in a hospital bed, recovering from surgery, while he was at a gala with Emily, the "close companion," the night of my surgery. He thought I was making a scene, when he was the one who had brought Emily to his parents' home, to Lily' s birthday party. His mother praised Emily, who' d planned my daughter' s party. They all stood there, a united front: Mark, his parents, and his mistress, making me the villain. His cruelty was breathtaking. "She' s just bitter," he announced to the silent room. "She' s bitter because she' s not a complete woman anymore. She had to have a hysterectomy. She has cancer. She can' t have any more children. She' s broken." He had taken my deepest vulnerability, my illness, and used it as a weapon to humiliate me publicly. Something inside me snapped. I slapped him, hard, the sound echoing through the stunned silence. Emily shrieked and lunged, but I sidestepped, and she crashed into a table. "It' s all yours," I said, my voice ringing with finality. "You can have him. You can have this whole rotten family. We' re done." I walked out, hand in hand with my daughter, leaving the wreckage behind./0/38210/coverorgin.jpg?v=d9369784098c7c71847b99b4957783a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Put your Trust in me
"Name?" He spoke with confidence Haya confusingly looked at him. Why should she say her name? It's 2 am, a strange man who has been following them for the past 6 hours. "Why?" Haya quickly replied. He wasn't police, no undercover... she looked at his car and then back at him. "I am Huo" he replied. Haya looked at the Handsom man. He was indeed really good looking. Any girl would want to look at him over and over again. He had this aura in his eye, Haya couldn't guess what, but even in his tired face, he had a different attraction. Although the whole situation just looked absurd, Haya just stared at him with confusion./0/44699/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed4f669fc8e006824fdfe0bf3e9bd25a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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He was never mine
Carmen was in one-sided love, and she didn't know that until she got married to Liam, her high school crush. After getting married to him, his attitude towards her changed. But Carmen stayed in the marriage and endured his inappropriate behavior towards her. However, everything changed when she met Dax, and she later found out that he was her husband's best friend. When Liam realized that there was more to Carmen and Dax's friendship, he knew for sure that he wanted Carmen all to himself./0/25881/coverorgin.jpg?v=00c41a990116754cfc96a3ab1fde98cc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Master Brian's maid
Jane lost her family when she was young, she was captured by adopters and sold to traffickers. While on the run, Jane ran into Brian, who helped her escape the traffickers. Brian hires Jane as his maid but on the other hand forces her to submit unconditionally to his requests. A week has passed, Jane has gradually adjusted to life in the Lawrence mansion. Jane is used to Brian's irritation and scolding, she will not think much and be sad about it, Jane'll spend her time making things out of shells, which Jane enjoys most in her spare time. But Brian did not let her go, he forced her to stay with him. Brian looked at Jane with a ghostly smile and said: “Take off your panties and come closer.” Jane shyly took off her panties, she slowly approached Brian's side. He saw this and ordered further: “Sit on my lap.” Jane walked over to Brian and sat on his lap. Brian looked at Jane inquiringly, he continued: “Take off your shirt.” Jane slowly unbuttoned each button on her body. Brian looked at Jane without taking his eyes off her, he pressed his face to Jane's, reached out his tongue and lightly licked her cheek. He moved his tongue skillfully and gently down Jane's small lips. Then Brian touched her most private place, he used his hand to gently massage it, causing Jane to moan softly, slowly in and out. Brian whispered in Jane's ear: "Do you like it?" Jane shook her head: "Please stop.". Brian heard Jane say that and immediately laughed out loud, he stopped for a moment and then bit her shoulder hard, causing Jane to scream in pain: “Ah…Please, stop, I was wrong.”/0/46646/coverorgin.jpg?v=2f103554abde11dddb48c7272b509479&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rejected Wife
Elizabeth, a dreamy young woman mistreated by her father. She is the only girl in the Wolf family and should be protected by her father, but he doesn't have any affection for his daughter. Her fate is determined after the death of her mother; her father intends to sell her as revenge against his deceased wife. However, there is someone who cares for her. Her protector will arrange for someone in his own family to take care of her. Elizabeth strikes a deal with Jonathan Larson, the nephew of the Chief of the United States. Her uncle would never leave the daughter of his beloved deceased in the hands of someone bad, but unknowingly, that is exactly what he does. Elizabeth is sweet and intelligent, even though she is deprived of education, she receives help from her brother to acquire knowledge. But nothing she has learned from books prepares her for what is to come. She will have to prove that she is deserving of this marriage and of Jonathan's heart. She will fight against her father's lies to live this love. Jonathan will marry a woman he despises, and the lies told by his father-in-law will make him hate the woman who will be his wife. However, nothing stays hidden forever, and he will discover that Elizabeth possesses more virtues than he expected to find. It will be his turn to fight for their love. A romance inspired by the tale of Beauty and the Beast with a mafia backdrop, filled with action and breathtaking hot scenes. A story crafted to make the reader sigh, with the premise that forgiveness is the path to happiness./0/69033/coverorgin.jpg?v=44980f737533b22f818d17e2cee1d292&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Moonlit Veil
In a divided world ruled by the powers of the sun and moon, Lirael, a sorceress from the Moonshadow Dominion, embarks on a dangerous mission to retrieve an artifact capable of ending an age old war between her people and the Daylight Kingdom. Along the way, she forms an unlikely and forbidden alliance with Finn, a knight from the Daylight Kingdom, whose bloodline is mysteriously connected to the very magic she is seeking. As their relationship deepens, they discover a prophecy that could either unite the realms or destroy them forever, depending on the sacrifices they make./0/21339/coverorgin.jpg?v=2fbbc73cc3dfa2439921c94164b6188a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fantasy Of Love
Jenny is a dancer and singer too. Her trip to visit her parents leave a wide hole between her and her best friend's relationship. When they both come back together, a guy comes into their life. Both of them fall in love with him, she had to leave him for her best friend, that's what best friends do right?/0/21988/coverorgin.jpg?v=8e9169b11fcf0986552f424ab9ab9d5d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loving The Ruthless Billionaire
Alex Tristan is known as the leader of a wealthy popular band. He was everything a lady could ask for- cute face and so much money in his pocket. He was the country's biggest idol. But unfortunately, Alex wasn't the happy type as he lived a very secluded life. He resented girls a lot; never wants a single lady around him. Even the workers in his house were all males, down to his cook. His parents and friends has tried all they could to make him a happy man, but he wouldn't oblige and wouldn't tell them what changed him either. He's avoided relationships like a plaque since all the ladies he's dated in the past ended up dead - a Mystery? But what happens when a young pretty lady named Jeanne steps into the picture? What happens when she's forced to start living in his mansion and has to endure all his grumpiness and cruel act towards her since he hated ladies? What happens when a shocking truth is revealed...? EXTRACT FROM THE STORY "If you really wanna stay here" he said coldy. "Then, so be it. But, from today onwards, I want you to stay far from me. Avoid anything that concerns me. Don't touch me or anything I'm likely to touch. Don't ever talk to me. And just have this in mind, I dislike you" It's a spicy read. Read on./0/92069/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7707ec320294732aed5e219b56ad431&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Heiress, Ruthless Redemption
I was floating at my engagement party, about to marry the two handsome heirs to the city's biggest construction empire. Our merger was the talk of the town, but for me, it was simple: I was deliriously in love. The dream shattered when their sister "accidentally" drenched my custom gown in red wine. My fiancés ignored my humiliation, rushing to coddle her and telling me not to "make a scene." Minutes later, from behind a half-open door, I overheard the truth. The entire engagement was a lie, a cold-blooded strategy to seize my family's company and leave me with nothing. They called me a "pathetic, drowned rat." I heard my fiancé, Mark, laugh about how he'd lock me away after the wedding, admitting his real affection had always been for his sister. Every shared promise, every tender touch, was just a move in their game. My heart didn't just break; it turned to ice. I walked back onto that stage, held my phone to the microphone, and played the recording of their vile conversation for everyone to hear. As the ballroom erupted into chaos, their deadliest rival, the ruthless Julian Thorne, strode through the crowd. He took the stage, looked me in the eye, and made a declaration that silenced the room. "They offered you a shared title for your inheritance," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I'm offering you a singular marriage for your nerve." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to an intense whisper meant for the whole world to hear. "Marry me, Clara, and we will grind them into dust together."/0/82660/coverorgin.jpg?v=29cf5954edb60afb6518390330183269&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The First Lady's Secret Weapon
They hailed me a hero when I finally awoke, weeks after taking a knife for the First Lady. My father had garnered a new position, and my fiancé, Ethan, a prestigious fellowship, all thanks to my sacrifice. I believed my immense pain had meant something noble for their future. But my anticipated homecoming was no joyful reunion. I found my adopted sister, Chloe, wearing my custom wedding dress, about to marry my fiancé, Ethan, right in my own living room. My parents watched, their faces etched with complicity and defiance. A brutal past instantly surfaced: the last time this occurred, it culminated in Ethan' s violence and my fatal abandonment. I had been utterly discarded. The searing pain of that past life' s betrayal and their brazen attempt to repeat it ignited a cold, calculated fury I'd never felt. How could they so ruthlessly steal my honor, my very life, again, after I nearly died for them? This time, the world wouldn't go dark. I stood silent as they left for their 'perfect' day, my stillness a new weapon. My resolve, forged in the fires of a terrifying past, was unshakeable. Their carefully constructed world was about to crumble, and I knew exactly how to make it happen./0/81038/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb87d64e3ea4729ab15f7273a193b621&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Devil's Addiction: A Wife's Escape
I thought I had the perfect life: a thriving career and a charming fiancé, Ethan, a rising star in finance. I' d built it all on my own terms, away from my wealthy family' s influence. But Ethan was a serial cheater, always blaming a "sex addiction." I believed him, even after finding explicit texts with his intern, Jessica. Then, Jessica got pregnant. Again. I discovered this at her baby shower, simultaneously realizing I was pregnant too, and made the agonizing choice to have an abortion. The day after my procedure, Ethan accused me of poisoning Jessica, then sexually assaulted me. The next morning, as I hemorrhaged, he abandoned me for her. I nearly died. I later found out he' d swapped his addiction medication for vitamins for years – his remorse a cruel lie. How could a man I loved betray me so profoundly, abuse me so brutally, and abandon me to die? The injustice burned, knowing everyone believed his calculated deceptions and her malicious lies. But I didn't die. My childhood friend, Daniel, saved my life. As Ethan and Jessica celebrated their lavish wedding, my recovery fueled an unshakeable resolve. This wasn't just about survival; it was about exposing the truth./0/62220/coverorgin.jpg?v=19c369943b9e42fbd9128170064e36a7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Line Between Love and Revenge
Isabella is a beautiful and determined woman. She manages the family restaurant with an unusual seriousness for her age. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she meets Adrien Hamilton, a charismatic businessman whose attraction is irresistible. Despite her experience in love, the connection she feels with Adrien is unique and profound, leading her to accept his hasty marriage proposal without hesitation. What seemed to be the beginning of a romantic chapter in her life turns into a nightmare after their honeymoon, when Isabella discovers that the love Adrien promised her was built on a deceptive lie. Now, she must face the harsh reality and rebuild her life while confronting the truth behind her husband's facade./0/60598/coverorgin.jpg?v=e62c2d55cac405a4188ce6db39ac0bc0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unforgivable Love
I came with a mission to kill the Lord of Eric. "Lilah, I am pleased with you." The fireworks bloomed for me, and I looked down at Eric, who was kneeling on one knee. The knife hidden in my sleeve involuntarily shrank back. "Are you willing to marry me as your wife, from now on, for a lifetime?" "Yes." The system's alarm sounded repeatedly in my mind, but I still went ahead without hesitation. However, reality slapped me hard. "Lilah, as Eric's wife, you must not leave for three years and gracefully step down." "Okay." I replied lightly, just as I had agreed to his proposal. At night, a fire burned down my yard and freed me from my misery. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day he proposed to me. But this time, he cried and said, "Lilah, don't go."/0/38860/coverorgin.jpg?v=2d74e9f433a731ba4d8100930bfa7297&imageMogr2/format/webp)
