Romance Books for Women
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Chosen To Be His Luna
Ana Reign is having the most difficult time deciding on whether to support her parents or to support her lover. It was easier when all she wanted to do was support her parents and make them happy but that was when she was oblivious to the fact that her parents were only using her. Betrayal is definitely inevitable, but who will she Betray? Her parents or her lover?/0/68183/coverorgin.jpg?v=826938fa2d6147a359ff89b8580da6c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Behind The Steel And Silk
Sage Whitmore has always fought for what she loves. The Bluebird Café-a small, charming cornerstone of her hometown-isn't just a business. It's her mother's legacy, a place filled with laughter, memories, and the heart of her community. But when an unexpected financial disaster threatens to shutter its doors forever, Sage is left scrambling for solutions. Desperate to save the café, she finds herself staring down a deal with the devil: Damian Cross. Damian is the king of New York's corporate world-ruthless, brilliant, and infuriatingly charming. A billionaire who bends empires to his will, Damian is a man who values control above all else. When he acquires Bluebird Café as part of a larger investment portfolio, he makes Sage an offer: work as his personal assistant for one year, and in return, she'll have the chance to buy back her café. The terms are simple, but Damian Cross's world is anything but. Thrown into the deep end of high-stakes business, Sage struggles to keep up with Damian's demanding pace and cryptic rules. But the more time she spends in his world, the more she begins to see cracks in his steel façade-glimpses of a man haunted by his past and driven by secrets. Damian, too, is drawn to Sage's unshakable spirit, her refusal to be intimidated, and the fire she brings to his cold, calculated life. Yet their growing attraction is a dangerous game. As Sage learns to navigate Damian's power plays and manipulations, she begins to question everything: his motives, his business decisions, and the undeniable pull between them. When a shocking betrayal threatens to shatter everything Sage has worked for, she's forced to make an impossible choice. In a world where loyalty is bought and trust is a luxury, Sage and Damian must confront their deepest fears to find the one thing they never thought possible-love. Beneath the Steel and Silk is a tale of passion, power, and redemption-a story of two souls colliding in a world that thrives on ambition and secrets. Will Sage conquer Damian's games, or will she lose her heart in the process?/0/25163/coverorgin.jpg?v=8d8690a95066fd6fffe27ed2d3b527a1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire Husband, Hold Me Tight
Twelve years ago, she saved him; twelve years later, he proposed to her. He said, “Sarah, I love you!” It made her sleepless all the years. One day, she finally couldn’t stand it and shouted, “Maurice Brown, I want a divorce.” He sealed her mouth in a different way, “Honey, the prenuptial agreement says, there is no divorce between us, only the bereft of each other.”/0/91023/coverorgin.jpg?v=755bc0fdfbc65d93a863d94563016769&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Servant to Savior
The alarm shrieked through the silent mansion, a sound I knew better than my own heartbeat. For fifteen years, I had been Dorian Steele' s living, breathing medicine, my blood the only cure for his fatal seizures. But then, his fiancée, Ainsley, arrived. She was flawless, a vision of cold, stunning beauty, and she looked like she belonged here. He shoved me away from him, pulling the silk sheets up to cover my worn pajamas as if I were something dirty. "Kira, clean this mess up. And get out." He dismissed me like a servant, after clinging to me for life just moments before. The next morning, she sat in my chair, wearing his shirt, a love bite visible on her neck. She taunted me, and when I spilled coffee, he didn't even notice, too busy laughing with her. Later, Ainsley accused me of breaking Eleanor' s prized porcelain vase. Dorian, without question, believed her. He forced me to my knees on the broken shards, the pain searing my flesh. "Apologize," he growled, pressing down on my shoulder. I whispered my apology, each word a surrender. Then, they drained my blood for her, for a fabricated illness. "Ainsley needs this," he said, his voice flat. "She's more important." More important than the girl who had given him her life. I was a resource to be exploited, a well that would never run dry. He had promised he would always protect me, but now he was the one holding the sword. I was nothing more than a pet, a creature he kept for his own survival. But I was done. I accepted an offer from the Estes family, a desperate, archaic idea of a "propitious marriage" to their comatose son, Emmett. It was my only escape./0/82419/coverorgin.jpg?v=a187c4d7820c4253891d88975b3b8036&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Escape From His Perfect Lie
Everyone envied my life. I was Sarah Miller, the picture-perfect wife of high-tech CEO Ethan Hayes – a modern power couple, constantly featured in glossy magazines. Publicly, he was my adoring husband, showering me with grand gestures. It looked like a dream. But behind the scenes, I discovered a nightmare. Hidden on his private cloud, disguised as corporate files, were explicit photos and messages. My husband, Ethan, and his ambitious Head of Communications, Chloe Vance. He called me "The Anchor," his "dutiful, boring wife," a deadweight holding him back. When confronted, he didn' t deny; he gaslighted. "You' re just stressed, Sarah. After everything I' ve done." He weaponized my father' s illness, reminding me how he' d "saved" me, built "this life for us," how I "owed" him. The betrayal was no momentary lapse; it was a brazen, parallel life, constantly flaunted by Chloe' s smug social media posts. I realized I was suffocating in a beautiful, empty museum, a gilded cage. His "sacrifices" and "kindnesses" weren't love; they were chains. He twisted my vulnerability into perpetual debt. The man the world adored was a monster, and my "perfect" life was a suffocating lie. How could I escape? Then, a thick envelope arrived. A letter from an estranged, wealthy grandmother I barely knew, naming me the beneficiary of a colossal family trust. This was it. My way out. I was done being his accessory. I was done being Sarah Hayes./0/58015/coverorgin.jpg?v=aceb453e070c6725534916949388acd0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Deal With The CEO: Billionaire Romance
"Arrangements for the wedding has commenced and it will be happening in 4 weeks time. How on Earth is that possible? I can't get married now... not to Damian. Not to anyone." Damian Richardson, the Ceo of Light Airways and the only son of Frederick Richardson is engaged to Valerie Smith by a contract marriage that was supposed to happen in 4 weeks time. Damian is upset because he feels Valerie is not his type of woman. Things turn around as they grow to accept each other but Damian's ex-girlfriend shows up and tries to put asunder. Out of fear she begins to avoid Damian. Damian has to do everything in his power to save their love. Valerie is also faced with betrayal from one of the persons she loved the most. Will they defeat the obstacles of old time friendships and face the love that awaits them?/1/102756/coverorgin.jpg?v=7b31eed5b60d4ebd83f34f67a2b5868d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Shadows, A Queen Reclaims Her Reign
For years, I secretly bankrolled my father's extravagant lifestyle. I was the silent founder of King Ventures, the source of his immense wealth, but I preferred to live in the shadows. But at the opening of a gallery I owned, his fiancée, Kesha, publicly accused me of being a gold-digger trying to crash the party. She had me brutally beaten by guards and locked in a dark storage room. I called my father for help, but my calls went straight to voicemail. He was at the event, living off my generosity, and he chose to ignore me. He sided with her, later telling her I was a "deranged stalker" and that he had no daughter. He had chosen his new life over his own blood. The man whose entire world I had built, whose reputation I had protected, had just thrown me to the wolves. The love I had for him shattered into a million pieces. Standing bruised and bloodied in the penthouse I paid for, I interrupted his party and made a single call in front of everyone. "Initiate Project Phoenix. Seize all assets. Leave him with nothing."/0/86643/coverorgin.jpg?v=18d5ad648457b9575791f5f4c8dd0cff&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Wife's Rage, A Husband's Fall
For five years, I was a ghost in my own life, a silent wife to my deceased sister' s husband, raising children who treated me like their servant. Then came the accidental pregnancy, a tiny flicker of hope that was brutally extinguished when Mark, my stoic husband, ordered the doctors to let me and our baby die during a complicated labor. I survived, but he delivered the news of our baby' s death with chilling conviction, feigning grief while his eyes held only contempt. He gaslighted me, convincing me I was hysterical, that my memory of a baby' s first cry was a delusion. "Your duty is not to this dead child," he sneered, "Your duty is to Josh and Emma." My world fractured further as his cruelty escalated. He turned our niece and nephew into miniature tyrants who physically abused me, killed the only kind soul in the house, my maid Lily, for daring to question him, and then, in a final sadistic blow, let my parents die after I begged for money to save them. Lying beaten and broken, listening to the casual gossip about my parents' car accident, something inside me snapped. The old Chloe, the one who tried to please everyone, died on that cold marble floor. A new, more terrifying resolve began to form./0/83045/coverorgin.jpg?v=980270d54770d2e77742960b240dd6a6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Night He Drugged My Tea
My husband, Ethan Cole, was New York' s legal golden boy-revered for his legal prowess and, more famously, for his legendary adoration of his wife, Sarah Miller. "My North Star" tattooed over his heart, cross-country flights for a few hours with me; I believed this perfect fairytale for years. Then, the crash. Arriving at his office to surprise him, I overheard his junior associates' crude jokes: "Boss is off to Napa with Jessica Vance for a 'client retreat'." Napa? He'd texted "Chicago deposition." My world tipped. The video landed, sent by Jessica: her, tied with Ethan' s silk tie, his face consumed by a desire I hadn't witnessed in years. It plummeted deeper. That night, he drugged my tea. Then, he brought her into our bed, right beside me, believing I was out cold. Her moans, his rough whispers, Jessica' s sweat-damp hair brushing my cheek-the ultimate, sickening violation. The man who once cooked me gourmet breakfasts became a depraved stranger, brazenly flaunting his infidelity inches from me. How could he? My reflection showed tear-streaked eyes, but pain became icy resolve. No screaming. No breakdowns. A chillingly precise plan formed. I took a burner phone, texting him-my husband, the famed attorney-as an anonymous "Ms. Evans": "My husband is cheating with his assistant. What should I do?" His reply, professional and prompt: "Secure all evidence of his infidelity. Bring it to me." So, I did. I formally retained Ethan Cole to handle my divorce. Game on./0/86956/coverorgin.jpg?v=14097d6f1713ea0b7a8bda357ecd9d2b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Second Chances: Love After Betrayal
My best friend, Emily, and I married into the powerful Thorne family on the same day. We thought we had it all, living a dream life as two of the luckiest women in the world. That illusion shattered on a Tuesday afternoon when Emily burst into my sunroom, her face pale, shoving her phone at me. The screen showed paparazzi photos of her husband, Liam, with another woman – his "childhood sweetheart," Olivia Hayes. Before I could process Emily's fury, my own tablet lit up. A press release from my husband Ethan' s company announced Olivia as the new face of his lifestyle brand, complete with a smiling photo of her next to him. Not only was Olivia the source of my best friend's pain, but my own husband, who had been distant and forgotten our anniversary, had made her our company's public face without a word to me. All my grievances, the neglect, the loneliness-they all flooded back. He didn't even think to mention it, treating me like just another asset to manage, not a wife to love. A cold resolve settled over me. Emily, still raging about her post-divorce plans, saw the press release on my tablet. A dangerous smile spread across her face. "Well," she said, "Looks like we' re both in the market for an upgrade." "Okay," I declared, a hysterical laugh bubbling up. "I' m in. We' re getting divorced. And I' ll find male models who are better than Ethan." Our laughter, wild and unhinged, was cut short by a low, cold voice from the doorway: "Better than me?" My husband, Ethan, stood there. He must have heard everything./0/20001/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ef15b62432f278261d6bd4aa2e1e398&imageMogr2/format/webp)
"His" Book 2
Luke Williams CEO of Williams Corp. was obsessed with the idea of finding someone to love forever. This idea of his came from when he watched his parents Natalia and Chase Williams find their way to each other after years apart and the obsession of the woman named Amber. His ideals changed when his heart was broken by his childhood crush Amelia. She was everything he wanted but it turns out she was only with him for his wealth and when a much wealthier man came along she was only too happy to go. Luke became cold after that. He was always cordial and polite, never showing too much emotion. That all changes when Camilla Cortes enters his life. She's feisty, sexy, caring and knows how to make him see stars. She melted his heart and taught him how to love again. He was all too happy to be with her until he found out just who her mother was. Will Luke look past Camilla's heritage or will he walk away from her forever. Will that be there only test or are there more challenges in store? This is the sequel to the Ex-wife. It can be read as a standalone./0/85861/coverorgin.jpg?v=a02b7beac5356815f3dd75b94bae304e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal's Cycle: A Love Forged
My job was to predict disasters, and the data screamed: "Massive avalanche coming for Crestwood." It was a statistical certainty, a one-in-a-hundred-year event aimed right at my girlfriend Chloe' s hometown, the place she desperately wanted to go for our anniversary. I tried to warn her, but she scoffed, dismissing my professional analysis as "dramatic" and a pathetic attempt to "control everything." "You always do this," she snapped. "If you're going to be like this, I'll just go with Chad. I'm sure he'd love a ski trip." Then, a bizarre pop-up seared onto my screen, a warning from seemingly nowhere: it claimed Chloe and my best friend, Chad, had betrayed me across multiple past lives-as a general, a merchant, a researcher-each cycle ending in my ruin. It felt insane, a stress-induced delusion, yet the phantom ache of betrayal was horrifyingly real. I was desperate to save her and her family, but her dismissiveness and Chad's smug presence fueled a chilling realization: this wasn't just about a snow slide. This was a pattern, a cycle of betrayal, and I had to break it, no matter the cost, even if it meant she would hate me for it./0/32516/coverorgin.jpg?v=940bd297e885522b219f2ea079d7cc2f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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My Husband Mistress
"You are so rude! Are you really flirting in the office? Are you going to fool me again?" I screamed. "You." I faced my sister again. "I'm your sister, i aren't ? Why did you do that to my husband? How did you do this, SISTER?" I stress the word 'sister'. "My sister! You should be my sympathizer in these times. But what did you do? But where are you? You hurt me. And you're still hurting me, you animal." And I tweaked her again, I even pushed her. She didn't fight back. Nate tried to stop me but once he tried to stop me, I punched him hard and slapped him. "Don't try to stop me Nate, because if I did nothing at first but run and cry now I won't do something that will make me look miserable!" I exclaimed angrily. And my sister was tweaked again. "Please Elle it's okay." sHe was crying. I slapped her so hard that she leaned over. It cries. "That's enough? Are you kidding me?" I said sarcastically, I even faked a laugh. "I would be the one to tell you that. I would be the one to tell you THAT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I CAN'T. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M SICK. IT'S RIGHT BECAUSE I'M BROKEN. HOW LONG ARE YOU GOING TO FOOL ME? ACCEPT YOU. YOU ARE ANIMALS!" I still scream. And i was slapped her again and then pushed, causing her bag to fall and its contents scattered. "Kelly." Nate shouted and helped Kelly to her feet. Attention turned to a small rectangular object on the floor. My knees went soft while looking at it. I approached it and looked closely, it had two lines, which means 'positive'. My lips are trembling, but I managed to ask anyway. "D-Don't tell me........ ......Y-You're...... .....p-pregnant.......? .....w-with my h-h-husb-band?"/0/23443/coverorgin.jpg?v=d45cd05f475f98562ccb7bfaff616a24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEOs Assistant Is His Ex
"And where the hell is the supposed assistant?" He angrily asked. "I'm here." A soft voice answered shyly. There was something about the voice that was oddly familiar. He was ready to fire the person until he turned around to find no one other than Shayan West, a woman he heavily despised. Her heart was pounding in her chest loudly as she stared at him, it was him, standing in front of her after five years. Everything was going great for Shayan until her new boss arrived. What happens when her new boss turns out to be no one other than Kel Adrios, the man who caused so much drama in her life. Would she continue working or quit? Will they overcome their misunderstanding and start a new or loose their love to revenge? After all it takes two to tango and the more you hate, the more you fall in love. Read to find out. You will experience a surge of emotions and your heart strings will be played like a guitar chord./0/86800/coverorgin.jpg?v=f675309d2aa1caf165274143b09b52fc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered Vows, Unveiled Truths
My husband, David, beamed with pride at our son Ethan' s university acceptance. I sat across the table, a ghost in a designer dress, invisible. I was the silent engine of their success, but tonight, I was out of fuel. That night, a notification from our shared cloud storage revealed David' s secret: a photo album of him and a young flight attendant, Olivia Hayes, on romantic trips. My heart shattered as I recognized a delicate silver necklace on her-the one I' d admired and hinted at to David, which he' d bought for her. When David and Ethan walked in, their laughter died as they found me on the floor, the truth exposed on my phone. David' s anger flared, accusing me of being hysterical, while Ethan, his loyalty firmly with his father, told me not to ruin their night. David then casually tossed a credit card at me, thinking money could fix everything. I refused, my voice clear and steady as they walked away, leaving me alone in the house I had built, a home where I no longer belonged. The man I married, who once vowed "Wherever you go, I will go," had just run to another woman as I lay bleeding on the airport lounge floor after an explosion. He didn't even glance back. That crystal-clear moment solidified everything: he wouldn't save me, he wouldn't even try. I looked at him, the stranger he had become. "I want a divorce, David," I declared, my voice loud and clear, silencing the chaos around us. I knew then that the only thing I regretted was not ending this sooner./0/21253/coverorgin.jpg?v=38a6957a1607dd98516e07d4dbe13a34&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Entangled with the Billionaire
Mia thought the best way to get revenge against her terrible ex was to get sexual pleasure from someone else. Preferably, a stranger! So she stalked the sexiest man she could find at the party. Once he cornered her, She made him a deal. Mia had no idea that the man she made a deal with was a possessive Billionaire who could make or break her. He wanted more after their passionate night together and decided she was going to be Entangled with him for life./0/43780/coverorgin.jpg?v=33c9e42fcd0e3e095fde8fe95fde1a61&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shadows of Love
In "Shadows of Love," we are drawn into the poignant life of Alexander Parker, an extraordinary man who has experienced the deepest of loves and the darkest of losses. Once brimming with joy and passion, Alexander's world is shattered when he loses his beloved wife, Emily, in a tragic accident. Gripped by grief, he becomes a mere shadow of his former self, distancing himself from the very notion of love. With a heart now encased in ice, Alexander finds solace in his work as a successful architect and in caring for his two young children, Ava and Ethan. He dedicates himself entirely to them, channeling all his energy into their happiness, but remains convinced that love has abandoned him forever. The memories of his wife and the happiness they once shared seem like a distant dream, fading away with each passing day. Through a series of heartfelt encounters and emotional revelations, "Shadows of Love" unveils the complexities of grief, healing, and the resilience of the human spirit. The novel explores the power of love in all its forms and the power of resilience. As Alexander embarks on a journey of self-discovery and renewal, he grapples with the question of whether he can truly open his heart once more. Can he find the courage to embrace a new love while still cherishing the memory of his late wife? "Shadows of Love" is a beautifully crafted tale of love, loss, revenge, betrayal, and the transformative nature of human connections. It delves into the depths of sorrow and the potential for profound healing, reminding readers that even in the darkest of times, hope and love can find their way back into our lives, illuminating the path toward a brighter tomorrow./0/25164/coverorgin.jpg?v=d07ae5cf49c53e963efab3e638aa293e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mr. President's Exclusive Wife
In order to reciprocate Jason Moore who saved her life, Alison Clark quickly married CEO Jason who was seriously ill. Alison thought that she had to try her best to protect and take care of Jason, but to her surprise, she turned to be the one being protected and spoiled and became the enviable Mrs. Moore. However, wasn't it said that Jason could not live more than two month, why was he getting better and better day by day? It turns out that he lied to her that he was never ill! Alison who found the truth and tried to get rid of him is held in Jason's arms, "Want to marry someone else? No way!"/0/88521/coverorgin.jpg?v=8f1d6cd84200b7053e439a7a3fd1b131&imageMogr2/format/webp)
