Romance Books for Women
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The Mafia Lord's Hacker
Clarissa Alberto appears to be an ordinary girl, with her thick-framed spectacles, loose clothing, hair constantly up in a ponytail, and head hidden behind a computer screen. Nobody knows she has a brilliant IQ and a golden heart. She hacks into virtual networks in pursuit of her mother. Unfortunately for her, she hacked into the incorrect database. She broke into the database of legendary crime leader Santiago "Saint" Rossi. Saint is the antithesis of his name. He is known for his brutality. As a mafia leader, he learnt to eat or be devoured. When Clarissa stumbled into his database, a plan formed in his head. He is going to kidnap her./0/81065/coverorgin.jpg?v=1a26d53245d201ac5e50a4915d0ece96&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unforgiven Anniversary
Our fifth anniversary was supposed to be Napa, a romantic getaway at a quiet vineyard resort, just me and Chloe. We' d planned it for months. Then, two days before, Chloe called, claiming a last-minute 'huge work conference' in Chicago, apologizing profusely. Later that night, scrolling Instagram, I saw a picture that shattered everything: Chloe and her college ex, Ryan, clinking wine glasses in Napa, at our resort. The caption: 'Always knew we' d make it back here. #AnniversaryVibes.' My blood ran cold. Her 'work trip' was a chilling lie. The phone almost slipped from my hand; my heart hammered. She returned radiating a glow I hadn' t seen in months, making me sick, even as she feigned apologies for 'missing Napa.' I watched her, numb, as betrayal settled hard in my gut. The doting husband was gone, replaced by something cold and pragmatic. The insincerity of her actions, especially a 're-gifted' golf putter I later realized came straight from Ryan, felt like a deliberate slap in the face. How could she so casually lie, then try to buy my affection with stolen moments and secondhand gifts? I decided right then that this wasn't about anger, but calculated survival. I wouldn't fight her. I would protect what was mine-my wealth, my company, my future. The power dynamic in our marriage was about to change. Drastically. I called my lawyer./1/101830/coverorgin.jpg?v=205c8f44279e96dee1f96e876edf34ee&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Empire, My Vengeful Return
My husband watched our newborn son die on the cold hospital floor and called it a "relief." He threw a check for $100,000 at my feet, telling me to disappear so he could marry his mistress. He thought I was just a poor nobody he could discard like trash. I lay in a pool of blood, clutching my lifeless baby, while his mistress, Clarabelle, laughed and kicked me. They had barred the doctors from entering, turning my delivery room into a torture chamber. Kenton looked at the tiny, still body and sneered. "He was just baggage, Kaylene. Now I can finally focus on my future with someone who has status." He believed the lie I had maintained for eight years-that I was an orphan with nothing. He had no idea that the "startup capital" he used to build his empire came from my trust fund. Or that the VIP investor he was desperate to impress was actually my father. Just as they turned to leave, the delivery room doors crashed open. My father, billionaire Harold Mcneil, stepped in, his eyes burning with a terrifying fury as he saw his daughter broken and bleeding. Clarabelle' s face went pale as she realized who he was. I wiped my tears and stood up. The grieving mother died with her son. Now, only the heiress remains, and I will burn their world to ash./0/83661/coverorgin.jpg?v=06c55f894e752f1e0b94c110609ef440&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Woman He Left For Dead
My husband, Liam, the anchor I' d clung to for ten years, just filed for divorce. Standing outside the Houston courthouse, the bone-deep chill wasn' t just from the freak Texas snow; it was the cold truth of his disdain. He sped off in his Porsche, leaving me stranded, echoing his brutal words: "You need to learn to stand on your own." Back in our sterile mansion, two crushing secrets sat on my nightstand: a diagnosis of Stage IV pancreatic cancer and an ultrasound photo showing I was ten weeks pregnant. He never came home to find them. Instead, I called him, only for a pop starlet' s syrupy voice to answer-the woman he was having an affair with. In that gut-wrenching moment, my despair didn't break me; it hardened. I was dying, pregnant, and abandoned by the man who promised forever. I burned my secrets in the fireplace, the smoke stinging my eyes, then called Liam back. "I' m contesting the divorce." My voice was steady, newfound steel replacing shattered hope. I would drag this out, make it messy, expose him. If he wanted his freedom, he' d have to come home. He' d have to spend our last thirty days together. This was no longer about love; it was about survival, and I wouldn't be discarded./0/20069/coverorgin.jpg?v=25dce5f8af6308d8d3fcb7de4a2e0279&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE RED JAGUAR
"Ouch!" Yhera almost bumped her head in her Montero's steering wheel. She automatically stopped her car and glanced at her car's side view mirror. She saw a red jaguar car. She opened her car and walked near the red jaguar, with anger plastered in her face. The door at the driver's side slowly opened and an almost six feet tall man came out, with a smirk on his face. Atty. Yhera with hands on her hips, speaks with sparkle of irritation in her tone, "Mister didn't you see my big Montero in front of your one hell of a kind red jaguar?" Amazed with such question, the man's eyes have been fixed to Yhera's face. Like he was studyingher raised eyebrow, her heart shape face, nose bridge and small supple red lips; all without any traces of make-up except for a thin face powder. "What a sweet angel in her outbursts of anger," the man whispered, eyes now raking at her slender figure, covered with a white sleeveless lacy blouse and tight fitting maong jeans. His eyes travel in her perfectly shape arms, hips and toes in stiletto. Her fair, perfect skin with thin cat hairs, top it most. "Finished doing your physical survey, Mister?" Yhera with irritation asked the man. "Uhuh, yes! I am Seigfred by the way." He extended his right hand to Yhera with a confident smile. Yhera looked at Seigfred's extended hand then slowly fixed her eyes on the man's dark brown, a bit chinky and mysterious eyes, a well sculptured nose and lips, and a ruggedly, handsome face. Yhera's heart skips to beat. "Well, Ma'am did I pass your physical survey?" The tone of Seigfred seemed so amused. Wanted a love story with a little bit of mystery? Have a roller coaster ride then in "The Red Jaguar" until you finally relaxed in the end./0/71332/coverorgin.jpg?v=52b923a40828e1ea63bd1a01254b0575&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bound By Love, Not blood
"If this is the boy you've been talking about, and he's Ryan's son, You can't marry him, Sonia. You absolutely can't!!!!" My mum said, as tears rolled out of her eyes. "And why's that?" I asked, feeling the blood drain from my head. "Because he's your brother!!!!" Sonia and Ben, deeply in love and engaged, are torn apart when they discover they are allegedly step-siblings due to an affair between their parents. Sonia, pregnant and heartbroken, flees to Scotland, feeling unable to keep the child due to the perceived familial relationship. Years apart, they eventually uncover another truth, which could have either reconciled them or broken them forever./0/87879/coverorgin.jpg?v=f825b95a3f7254bd3e4ac21304614391&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reclaimed by the Alpha: A Second Chance
Emma Matthews felt that in Lucas Blackwood, the future alpha, she had met her true mate in the sleepy village of Silverwood. But when Lucas publicly rejected her under the brutal power of his father, her heart broke, and she had to run away. Emma moved far from Silverwood five years ago and is raising her triplets on her own. However, fate intervenes when she returns to the town she once called home on a work trip. When she meets Lucas, who is now the alpha and frantic for a second shot, sparks flare again. Regretful and driven to win Emma back, Lucas knows how precious and hard-earned Emma's trust is. They have to negotiate a perilous road populated with surprising betrayals, ominous adversaries, and long-buried secrets that come to light. Stakes get higher with every disclosure. To safeguard both their future and the kids Lucas never knew existed, Emma and Lucas have to face their history. Shall the shadows that stalk them snuff out their renewed love, or can they transcend the hurt and falsehoods that tore them apart?/0/82039/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b040871185ebce71a4c1016178a4e66&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Made My Fiancé Lost It All
I was just a third-grade teacher, my life with my musician fiancé, Ethan, humming along. Our wedding was three weeks away, a dream I' d poured my savings and heart into, supporting his band from day one. But then I saw him. At "Book Nook Brews," not at band rehearsal, but with Chloe, his young intern. He was laughing with her, a genuine laugh I hadn't heard directed at me in months, his hand intimately on hers. The world instantly tilted off its axis. The next morning, the city' s biggest music blog confirmed my worst fears, plastered with photos of them. Yet, Ethan called, not to apologize, but to dismiss it as a "PR stunt," calling Chloe his "temporary PR girlfriend." He even expected me to be excited the wedding would be "bigger news" after his "promotional trip." Later, when I confronted him, he shoved me, causing me to stumble onto broken glass, cutting my hand deeply. He abandoned me bleeding, rushing off to comfort Chloe for a self-inflicted scratch. How could the man I loved be so cold, so manipulative, so utterly, shamelessly devoid of concern for my pain? Why had I sacrificed so much for someone who valued public image over basic human decency? The sting of betrayal was a physical ache, but a cold, hard resolve began to settle in. His final, hollow "love you" felt like ash in my mouth. That' s when I picked up the phone. "Aunt Carol," I said, my voice steady now. "I need a favor. Can you change the groom\'s name on the wedding invitations? To David Miller." And just like that, my meticulous plan, and my new life, began./0/57381/coverorgin.jpg?v=f094f91cf3d729cc162b858cfec10e24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
SUBSTITUTE BRIDE: A DEBT TO PAY
Andrea Silva was forced to marry her twin sister’s supposed boyfriend after her twin sister, Camila Silva ran away. Andrea was deeply heartbroken when she found out the man she had just wedded was in love with her sister and she was just a substitute till Camila was back. Andrea thought she could make Damine Fel fall for her but what would happens when her sister comes back and want her boyfriend back? What would happen when her husband forced her to agree to a divorce? What would happen when she found out she was pregnant for him but he didn’t want anything to do with her?/0/45052/coverorgin.jpg?v=fd126c530efd7ce24fc65b5b7d44edad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Blind Fiancée
"Does love come from sight?" Two men obsessed with the same girl. Ava is a very beautiful and innocent girl who lost her sight after the accident in which her parents died. She was placed under the custody of her father's nephew, an unscrupulous man who kept her imprisoned for years. She manages to escape now that she knows he wants to force her into marriage. If he succeeds, he will inherit her parents' fortune. He is also obsessed with possessing her. Mateo Licciardi is a powerful businessman who doesn't believe in conventional relationships. Love? That's not something he believes in, until destiny places an angel in front of him. He is determined to do whatever it takes for her. He will try to show her his world, hoping she understands and doesn't drift away from his side. He won't let Teodoro Miller harm her. The two will face off in a power struggle to win her./0/86906/coverorgin.jpg?v=e2881d8decdadfc9ac68e03c37ec45f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Escape From Their Broken Promises
For five years, Olivia loved Mark. But his heart belonged to another, so he decided to destroy her reputation, framing her as a cheater and ruining her name in their tight-knit community. Just as she was about to end it all, Mark' s brother, Ethan, pulled her back, whispering promises of love and marriage. He seemed like her savior, shielding her from gossip and rebuilding her confidence. But on the eve of their wedding, Olivia overheard Ethan revealing the truth: their marriage was a sham, designed to clear Mark' s name and allow him to marry his true love, Sophia. Olivia was just a pawn, an obstacle neatly moved aside. Heartbroken and enraged, she fled, only to be reminded of her heroic parents and a fierce new purpose ignited within her. After giving up everything to find her, Ethan and Mark finally located Olivia two years later. They begged for forgiveness, but she kept them at arm's length, even after they saved her life in a deadly attack. Now, she's leaving again, for good this time, choosing freedom over their desperate apologies./0/38239/coverorgin.jpg?v=aa58b5acbb366a15b58845cd1ae273e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mysterious Wife
Leon Hunter and Alyssa Graham grow up together. Their families have been in a good relationship for years. After Alyssa graduates from college, two families decide to let them marry, but Alyssa refuses it. Leon is so sad but he has no other way. Leon thinks they will be strangers from then on. However, Alyssa suddenly seems a different person. She begins to pursue Leon. It’s so mysterious!/0/83013/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd202845fa3649a9174982af6e1bf921&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wife's Secret Baby Wasn't Mine
I was New Orleans' Golden Boy. My architectural firm thrived, and I was married to the charming Izzy. We were expecting our first child, a dream come true. My mother, Eleanor, and Izzy were my biggest cheerleaders, always at my side. Then, on the day of my biggest career presentation, they vanished. My calls went to voicemail. Rushing home, I found an anonymous video: my mother, Eleanor, marrying Richard Thorne-the man who ruined my father. Beside them, Marcus Thorne, his son, holding my pregnant wife, Izzy. "How will you explain whose child it is? After that sham ceremony with Ethan?" Izzy's voice, sweet as poison. My baby wasn't mine. My marriage, a fraud. My dream crumbled. My name was dragged through the mud. While my firm collapsed, Izzy sobbed on TV, portraying me as unhinged. My bank accounts were frozen. Alone, broken, my father's cherished watch shattered by Marcus, every moment felt like a twisting knife. Even the media turned on me, calling me "the crazy one." How could they? My own mother. My wife. The life I' d built, a meticulously crafted lie. I was cornered, stripped of everything, facing public humiliation. The betrayal was absolute, the pain, agonizing. Was this truly the end? Just as darkness threatened, a lifeline emerged. A mysterious text from Ava Chen, a reclusive tech billionaire. Then, she appeared, like a force of nature, stepping into the clinic where I lay beaten and accused. "Mr. Ethan Moreau," she declared, silencing the room, "is the esteemed future partner of Ms. Ava Chen. We will be escorting him." My fight wasn't over. It had just begun./0/80093/coverorgin.jpg?v=058b59e118114c213af95480bc760849&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Day I Sold My Husband
My husband, Captain Mark Olsen, just returned from deployment, his uniform sharp, his smile fake. I looked at him and said, flatly, “We need to separate.” It was the only way to escape the nightmare that haunted me. My five-year-old son, Leo, dead. Because of Mark. Because of his sister-in-law, Jessica. That future, that premonition, could not happen. Mark poured all our money into Jessica’s lavish spending, while our own son, Leo, wore hand-me-downs. He'd promise Leo the world, then cancel for Jessica’s 'emergencies.' The final straw: Leo burnt with fever, but Mark raced off to tend to Jessica’s perfectly healthy daughter. My son lay dying, just like in the terrifying vision, while Mark, a military hero to others, coldly dismissed my screams. How could a father abandon his own flesh and blood for a woman who manipulated his every move? The injustice, the rage, burned a hole inside me. But then, Jessica, emboldened, asked Mark to father *her* next child. She wasn't just taking my husband's money; she wanted his legacy. I saw my opportunity, a twisted, desperate path to freedom. I wouldn't just leave. I would sell him. For a cold, hard sum, I would hand over my husband, giving Jessica what she desired and freeing myself and Leo forever. This was my vow. My future, and my son's, depended on it./0/86582/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ca782e1a1ef19328e150d00cbb53e94&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dying For Her Love, Again
The funeral director droned on about casket options, but Ethan Miller' s gaze was fixed on a TV screen showing Olivia Hayes, his Olivia, preparing for a lavish wedding. Just this morning, he' d been released from a clinical trial, given weeks to live-his body failing from experimental drugs. He was planning his own funeral, while she was planning her perfect life with another man, Daniel Stone. Three years ago, he' d shattered their world, staging a cruel breakup with a hired actress, making Olivia believe he was a gold-digger who never loved her. He watched her drop his engagement ring into a glass of wine, her eyes burning with hate. It had to be this way; he had to destroy their love to save her life, to force her to accept an organ transplant. Now, broke and dying, he tried to sell a painting of her, a last desperate act to repay kindness, but instead, he was humiliated by Olivia and Daniel, accused of being a thief, and left bleeding on the lobby floor. He was the villain in her story, despised for a secret sacrifice no one knew. Olivia dragged him to her mansion, forcing him into a claustrophobic shed, taunting him, and making him toil as a servant at her engagement party. He served champagne at the celebration of the life he' d given up for her, enduring the ultimate torture. When she confronted him, he delivered the final blow, denying any love, cutting her completely free. He sealed his fate, his death, making it his last gift to her. But a car crash swiftly brought Olivia to the brink of death once more, her transplanted kidney failing. With agonizing clarity, Ethan knew the horrifying truth: he was her perfect match, the ultimate price for the survival he' d signed away. He raced to the hospital, his dying body fueled by a desperate surge of adrenaline. "Use me," he rasped, his voice steady. He whispered his desperate confession into her ear on the gurney beside her, a truth she might never wake to hear. Olivia woke to whispers of an anonymous donor, Daniel' s lies, and a persistent unease. The puzzle pieces clicked into place: his feigned cruelty, the shed, the rain, and his final whispered words. Ethan wasn' t a monster; he was a martyr, and he had sacrificed everything for her. Fueled by grief and rage, Olivia exposed the corrupt pharmaceutical CEO who orchestrated Ethan' s fate. But the victory was hollow; it wouldn't bring Ethan back. She stood at their dream cottage, the deed in her hand, the truth a crushing weight. "My death. Now we' re even." His words, echoing in her mind, ignited a stark realization. With tears streaming, she made her final choice: to join him, completing their tragic love story on her own terms./0/38888/coverorgin.jpg?v=99e4c3ac87f6a45f4693c996875ed69e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Da Inspector
An FBI agent working with the Military force in person of Inspector Michael who lost his family with no concrete evidence on what led to their demise. However, his father left him a two pages note which were in codes, his job is to unravel the codes, get to know those involved in his death. His ability to unravel the puzzle behind the scroll will answer all of his answers. In the process of fulfilling his mission, he met with different kinds of women who played different roles for him in accomplishing his mission./0/82040/coverorgin.jpg?v=faf5ece26646cdd2624326c533027c4a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Ice Heart, His Bitter End
My father arranged my marriage to Liam, the man I' d secretly loved for a decade. But on our wedding night, Liam, seeing only a gilded cage and forced manipulation, turned his back, muttering, "You got what you wanted, Ava." He fled overseas for three years, leaving me to raise our daughter, Grace, alone. He returned with his ex-girlfriend Chloe and her daughter Skylar. Liam shamelessly favored Skylar, explicitly neglecting Grace, even re-gifting Chloe's old scarf to me. Confirmation of his true life came from a public video where he boasted of "peak happiness" with Chloe and her child. My heart, once foolishly hopeful, shattered into ice. The man I loved was a brutal illusion; the one in that video, smiling with another's child, was real. How could he be so utterly cruel to his own flesh and blood, treating me merely as a disposable burden? The final snap came when Grace suffered a severe allergic reaction. Liam, however, prioritized Skylar' s minor heat rash, diverting critically needed specialists. As Grace gasped, her innocent whisper, "Mommy, if Daddy likes Skylar more, it's okay. I just need you," ignited an unbreakable resolve. He would never hurt her again./0/18448/coverorgin.jpg?v=3699522ca1148177ea4c7a0d6afead8b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Possession
Have you ever heard a werewolf story? In those stories you hear that a werewolf meets a girl, mates with her after some tantrums and drama, boom.. next thing you know, they are living together as soulmates. Well.. in my case, first thing, I had always thought that werewolves were fictional and not at all real. Second, I did not have one dangerous, super possessive, overprotective werewolf mate to live with. I had two. ●●● Being an orphan since birth, Eva had never known what a happy life looks like. Then entered the heroes of her story, not one, but two handsome, chiseled, gorgeous males who dropped into her life unannounced, and declared themselves as her 'unofficial husbands'. But what would happen when the lies that they have told her surface back to snatch her happiness once again?/0/56733/coverorgin.jpg?v=22dbd8b26027ed987420285a21e28b92&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love, Hate and Hockey Skates
Isla Thatcher has given up everything she has ever loved: her looks, her confidence, and her passion for dance. The day a drunk driver takes her mother is the day her beautiful life turns bleak, and to make it all worse, she gains a personal bully. Ace Huxley, star hockey player and captain, has rigid good looks and he will do anything to pick on Isla Thatcher and remind her that her life is miserable. There has never been a particular reason why, but anyone would find someone as mysterious as her weird. But what happens on the day they are reunited, but only one can recognize the other? Isla has regained her confidence and is ready to take life head-on with everything she has missed, but she never expected she would also be given the chance of a lifetime - to bully the bully!/0/22017/coverorgin.jpg?v=f2e9ccd70cc51c9e71803d28576b5c82&imageMogr2/format/webp)
