Romance Books for Women
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If You Want Me
She is drunk by her sister who is jealous of everything she owns. She accidentally goes into his room, where they have a one-night affair. She has an unexpected baby of them. Unable to resist great pressure from her family and his threatening, she chooses to marry him. Faced with many obstacles, she wants to end this unstable marriage, but is refused by him. Could they dissolve all misunderstandings and move on?/0/19771/coverorgin.jpg?v=8b96202591d99172a56cb29d0513bdf3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The love game
Is love a necessity?? Meet two completely different strangers who doesn't believe in love. Faith Samuel is a girl who has seen and experienced lots of heartbreak and she finally closed her heart to that thing called love. Mystery billionaire David Jordan seems like a playboy but he is anything but that. He thinks love is boring and a child's play. Circumstances brings the two of them together and situation is about to get complicated./0/48647/coverorgin.jpg?v=a559621f4c35bcae905fc84783d51803&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Babysitting the mute billionaire
Ava Adams tolerated living with her stepfather and her douchebag of a stepbrother. She lived her life being maltreated by them until luck smiled on her and she got a job to work in the Kings'mansion as a babysitter. She was glad to leave the hell hole she called a home. She got the shock of her life when she found out it wasn't a little boy she would babysit, but a grown up man. A very sexy, mouthwatering one at that. Fate brought Alexander King, the young billionaire and the master of the mansion to her. He got into an accident few years before and was not his normal self. What are you doing? Read more to find out how their journey of love began and who made Alex that way. Will their love prevail? Will Alex take revenge on those who made him that way?/0/32749/coverorgin.jpg?v=4c341bea311781cf22a5d81635f9a77b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Our marriage, divorce, and love
On their wedding day, a handsome groom and his beautiful bride said, "I Do." Their hearts were fluttering with pure joy! They had married the love of their life! Is this what I experience? No, this is not that story. You see, love didn't become apparent until after my divorce. I can't wait to tell you how it all transpired./0/86932/coverorgin.jpg?v=3736f4331e3595cd4004e746a280556d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love, Lies, and a Platinum Card
Olivia Clark, an art student, found paint a permanent part of her life, just like her love for Liam Harrison, a charming musician she believed was from modest means. She scrimped and saved every penny from multiple odd jobs, not for herself, but to buy him an expensive artificial cochlear implant for his supposed congenital hearing loss. Their love bloomed in a secret, dusty studio, a world known only to them. But one night, while working a dishwashing shift, Olivia saw Liam flashing a platinum credit card, buying drinks for friends-a bill easily topping six figures. Then, from an adjacent room, she overheard a conversation that shattered her world: Liam was no struggling musician but a billionaire heir, using her as a pawn in a cruel game to make her wealthy friend Chloe jealous. The man she loved, the man for whom she sacrificed everything, was merely playing her. The words, crude and mocking, hit her like a physical blow. They spoke of her as a "cheap piece of trash," a disposable "maid." Liam, silent, let them tear her down. Her hand, cut and bleeding, became a stark reflection of her internal wounds. The truth, once a blinding light, now felt like a draining life force. How could she have been so blind? How could the man who whispered promises of marriage and a good life be so utterly heartless? Had his "love" always been a performance, a twisted game? The realization that he had seen her as nothing more than an insignificant extra, a freebie in his pursuit of Chloe, left her with a chilling emptiness. With a newfound resolve, Olivia pulled out her phone. "I've made up my mind," she told her academic advisor, her voice firm. "I'm going to Europe." She was leaving, not just a place, but a past built on lies, ready to forge a new future, free from his deception./0/84012/coverorgin.jpg?v=bf748f3bde3477db5258637b702f2d7f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Capitol Wife's Revenge
For five years, I played the silent partner to Matthew's rising political career, sacrificing my MFA, my novel, and my own dreams for his ambition. Our grand Georgetown apartment, that rich smell of my slow-cooked short ribs—it used to be the scent of home. Then came the text: "Completely buried. Not going to make it home." An hour later, scrolling in my dark apartment, I saw the Instagram post. Matthew, arm casually draped behind his young, beaming mentee, Gabrielle, at a dive bar. "Grateful to have a mentor who gets that the real work happens after hours." My stomach churned, but something cold settled in my chest. This wasn't just a missed anniversary; it was a public declaration of where I ranked. When he called, sharp with annoyance about the single word I'd commented—"Impressive"—accusing me of overthinking, a chilling clarity descended. I saw the years of excuses, the skipped family funerals, the career-first mentality that always left me second. Was I crazy? Was I really "overthinking" how my own dreams were dismissed as a hobby while his were a calling? Was I just the "homebody," the one he occasionally "fit in"? But that night, as if a spell had broken, I didn't cry. I didn't confront. I walked past the cold coffee machine, looked at the cheap, afterthought anniversary gift, and realized: the quiet woman who put Matthew first was gone. And it was time to write a new ending, for myself./0/55785/coverorgin.jpg?v=b170f0eba931875c82d0be475d8b9c88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married to the arrogant king
Princess Zara is 21 years old, and the only daughter of King Alan and queen Lyarra. She was asked to marry their enemy, King Carl of Everton in other to protect her nation Azrael and its people. ****** The princess was now standing in front of me. But she was not what I expected. In fact, to say I was disappointed was an understatement. Like what the fuck. I've heard stories about how beautiful and enchanting she was, but the woman standing in front of me was completely opposite from that description. I could also see the confused look on my council member's face, while Gwen who was also standing among the council members had a smirk. The woman standing in front of me was chubby. What the hell? I thought they said she was slim and slender. She even had a mole on her nose and when she smiled at me, I almost puked. She had a huge gap tooth and looked like a clown. Can someone put her out of my misery? I thought. It's a good thing I didn't go out to welcome her. "Greetings your highest," she said, and I almost died. Her voice was deep like a man's voice. So much for an angelic voice. Who the hell gave that description of her, I wouldn't hesitate to kill them if I find them. My eyes caught with another beautiful ocean blue ones, and I was lost staring that them. I scanned the face of the person, and it was so beautiful, like the most beautiful face, I've ever seen. The face was so small that it could fit into my palm. She was dressed like a boy, but I knew she was a girl. She had a smirk on her face as she looked at me. What, is she also laughing at my misery, I thought and scoff. Why can't she be the princess? I thought, sighing how unfortunate I am. There is no way I was marrying that ugly princess. "Greetings your Majesty," I heard the most angelic voice, I've ever heard said, and I glanced up to see the same beautiful face staring at me. "I'm princess Zara of Azrael," she announced, and everyone gasped./0/43456/coverorgin.jpg?v=aff9d344a434b996baa6960a40c54957&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Always Been You (Our Second Chance)
"Stop right there, Evan! You can't fool me." Grace stretched out her hands to the right and left, preventing her best friend from leaving. "I know you're hiding something." Evan crossed his arms over his chest. "Don't be so confident. And please, know your place. I have the power to replace you with anyone else." He leaned toward her and whispered to her ear. "Or, are you trying to seduce me? How much is your rate for one night?" Upon hearing it, Grace gave him a smack across the face. She was silent for a moment in disbelief. Tears started to roll down her cheeks. "You're so mean, Evan. I-hate-you," she said, heartbroken. She turned away from him without further ado. Evan teared up too, looking at his best friend leaving. "I'm sorry, Grace. I had to do it. We can't be together," he said weakly. ~~~ Grace and Evan became best friends after he saved her and her mother following a traffic collision. Their friendship grew stronger for years until they became inseparably fond of each other. However, fate played jokes on them. They had to separate for years, lose contact and bury their dreams. When they finally reunited in the same workplace, everything was not the same as it used to be./0/47025/coverorgin.jpg?v=889764e1e1eb1b50944d05034dbc0c35&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sir, you are my destined sweetheart!
People who disappeared seven years ago are back in Olivia Harrison's life. She doesn't know how many steps she has to take before she can stand shoulder to shoulder with Matthew Harrison. One day, she finally realized that he did not love her, but he did not know how to forgive the past. Later, when Olivia asked Matthew why he had taken the auxiliary police training. Matthew looked at her seriously and said, "I have been very afraid ever since. If you're in danger again, I can't protect you."/0/44105/coverorgin.jpg?v=f0d949203f951777425a8d12b3df2f4b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Substitute Bride
He married her to punish her. He didn't expect to fall for the girl he swore to destroy. She was supposed to be his revenge. Instead, she became his obsession. Chloe Adams was forced to marry billionaire Liam Reigns. Not for love. For debt. For the death of his sister Rose. The girl Chloe was supposed to protect. The contract is clear: 1. Obey him. 2. Live in his cage. 3. Never call him husband in public. 4. And disappear from the world. But Liam has one rule he never told her: He will break her. One day at a time. Except... The girl he hates is the only one who sees the cracks in his armor. The girl he blames might be the only one who's innocent. And the girl he swore was dead... just walked back into his house. Now secrets are surfacing. A hidden file. A massacre. A memory Chloe was forced to forget. Liam wanted a substitute bride. What he got was the key to a conspiracy that could destroy them both. He can own her body. But can he survive loving her?/0/80119/coverorgin.jpg?v=a35c86ceeb9a898d177e81005d8d6be0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Worshiped Him, Whipped By Him
I was just a 20-year-old NYU art history student, interning at my dad’s real estate firm. But my world privately revolved around Marcus Thorne—my father’s handsome, brilliant business partner. My crush on him was pure, all-consuming, utterly naive. He’d always been so kind, a true gentleman. At a charity gala, I watched Izzy Vance, Marcus’s associate, subtly ply him with drinks. When I tried to help him to his suite, Izzy "found" us, her perfectly timed gasp and a discreet phone flash sealing my fate. The next morning, headlines screamed: "NYU Intern Olivia Chen Caught in Compromising Position with Marcus Thorne." Blurry, damning photos accompanied them. Marcus’s icy call followed: "Izzy found you taking advantage of me! My reputation is in shreds because of your childish stunt!" He believed her. Completely. Whispers and hostile stares at my father’s office became unbearable. The kind man I’d adored now looked at me with absolute disgust. My dreams shattered. How could he be so blind? So cruel? This wasn't the Marcus I knew. This felt brutally unfair. That week, the naive girl who worshipped him died. In her place, a colder awareness dawned: the world was not kind, people not what they seemed. He thought I was playing games, but I was done. This was my turning point./0/86608/coverorgin.jpg?v=e33ee94e78dbbe2fe8ccd3fd36342936&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Devotion, Her Deception
The roar of the crowd was a distant hum as I stood backstage, a velvet box in my hand, ready to surprise Chloe-the woman I loved, the dancer poised for victory. Her voice, clear and musical, drifted through her dressing room door, casually dismissing me to the host: "Ethan? He' s just a suitor, one of many." Then came the colder blow, a dismissive laugh as she added, "Some people just have more money than sense... A bit of a gold-digger, you could say, just for status instead of money." The word "gold-digger" hit me like a physical punch, forcing the box containing the "Starry Night" necklace-a symbol of my months-long devotion and sacrifice-to clatter to the concrete floor. Suddenly, every anonymous donation, every chauffeur drive, every hidden act of support over the years twisted into a stark, humiliating truth: I hadn't been building a future; I had merely been funding her present. Later, in the lobby, she paraded a new man, Leo, as her "soul connection," while casually introducing me as an "old friend from back home," making sure to emphasize the word friend. Leo then went on to serenade her, turning his performance into a public jab at me, declaring, "Some gifts don't come in a box. They come from the soul. They can't be bought." The irony was suffocating. I, Ethan Miller, the "tech CEO" who had built an empire from nothing, was being cast as the materialistic fool, outshone by a performative, "spiritual" artist. And Chloe, the woman I loved more than anything, gave me a fleeting glance that screamed, "Don't make a scene." The love I held for her, so deep and foundational, began to crumble, replaced by a cold, hard resolve. I walked out of that theater, leaving the illusion behind, knowing one thing for sure: if money was all I valued, at least money had never lied to me. But the real question remained: What was she really worth? And what was he hiding?/0/83688/coverorgin.jpg?v=332c39da99f47406289f5721fc5f11b4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Final Goodbye of a Reborn Heart
I was given a second chance, reborn to right the wrongs of my first life and finally cherish Elara, the wife I had scorned. But this time, she was the one who was cold, distant, obsessed with another man, Julian Croft. Her indifference rapidly twisted into ruthless cruelty when she forced my mother into a dangerous bone marrow transplant for Julian, then imprisoned me to prevent my interference. The humiliations escalated: public mockery, water torture in a hotel pool, and even my hand broken on her command for a fictional injury to Julian. Then, she tried to burn my parents alive with me watching, falsely accusing me of driving Julian away. The Elara I knew, the woman who died for me, was gone, replaced by a monster. My love, which had survived death and rebirth, finally died, and I realized I had to escape this nightmare. So, I faked my own death, vanished from the world, and started a new life, finally free. But even in death, secrets refuse to stay buried, and when Elara uncovers Julian' s shocking deceptions and attempts at murder, she discovers that Asher Blackwood is not only alive but deliberately ran from her. Now, she's searching for me, desperate for answers and forgiveness, but I have a final message for her, a choice that will determine our fate across lifetimes./0/90177/coverorgin.jpg?v=5ebb1c93c7b821e4fb12e2321573e5ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's Ashes, A Bitter Price
The world saw my husband, Kaden, as a tragic hero, honor-bound to me while his heart belonged to his childhood sweetheart, Cali. I believed it too, willing to endure the pain for his sake. On our anniversary, he came home with her. He didn't just ignore the special dinner I'd made; he grabbed the tablecloth and sent our entire anniversary meal crashing to the floor in a deafening shatter of crystal and porcelain. He pinned me against the wall, his kiss brutal, whispering that hurting me was how he tortured her. This became our life. He gave her a replica of my late mother's most precious gift. On the anniversary of our first baby's death, he left me grieving to comfort Cali because her cat had died. When he returned, he threw the tiny booties I had knitted for our son into the fire. I lost another pregnancy—twins this time. In the hospital, he abandoned me to go play tennis with her because she was bored. The final straw was when Cali scattered our twins' ashes to the wind. He saw my pain, heard my screams, and defended her. "Unintentional harm is not a crime, Joyce," he said. In that moment, the woman he knew as Joyce died. I took the pills that would erase her forever, allowing me—Iris—to take control./0/80768/coverorgin.jpg?v=dac128c85d64a207cd60f1af7624f19c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Love Beyond Betrayal
My life was always a supporting role to my brother, Caleb – a "spare part" for his childhood illness, my parents' love a finite resource entirely consumed by him. As "E," I finally felt seen, connecting deeply with Olivia after her accident-induced blindness. But my world shattered when Caleb, orchestrated by our parents, impersonated "E," stealing Olivia's trust and leading to their engagement. They humiliated me, twisting my gentle attempts at truth into jealous sabotages. The final blow came after a brutal car crash: bleeding and near death, I heard my parents and Olivia explicitly prioritize Caleb, caring only for his minor scrapes, not my life. Lying there, abandoned, a chilling clarity washed over me. This wasn't just neglect; it was active erasure. How could they be so utterly cruel? How could Olivia choose the lie so easily? In that moment, a quiet resolve ignited. Enough. This was my second chance – not to fight, but to finally cut the rotten cord. I would walk away, but not before delivering one final, devastating wedding gift that would shatter their perfect facade and set me free./0/84337/coverorgin.jpg?v=6e0b66c06e6be6cc151f9d66090127a8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress He Threw Away
For five years, I poured my life, my talent, and my unpaid labor into building Ryan Blakely' s dream. I was his graphic designer, his strategist, his every support, believing our shared struggle would culminate in a shared future. Then, live on a pixelated stream, bathed in the glow of his multi-million dollar success, he smiled, that brilliant, camera-ready smile. "I'd like to announce my engagement to the brilliant and beautiful Stella Lawrence." The name hit me like a physical blow. But he wasn't done. He then publicly dismissed me as a "clout-chasing groupie," "good for the struggle, but not for the high life." My world went silent. After everything, he called me trash, then marked me one last time before discarding me with a morning-after pill. The next day, his new fiancée, Stella, called me a "charity case." When I dared speak back, Ryan stormed over, slapped me, and then abandoned me as thugs, hired by Stella, stabbed me in an alley. How could the man I loved, the man I gave everything to, not only humiliate and betray me, but physically harm me and leave me to die? Was our entire five years a lie, or was there something more sinister at play? Just as I lost all hope, a powerful hand shoved Ryan aside. My protector, Andrew Scott, stood over me, instantly revealing my true identity: Gabrielle Fuller, heiress to a tech empire. Now, it was time for Ryan to face the real world he had so carelessly discarded./0/52541/coverorgin.jpg?v=d23a5f02af1a2c4d995ec22595ea81bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Unorthodox Billionaire and His Wife
Chandler Jordan has all the trademarks of a billionaire: tall, dark, handsome, vast wealth, and property. But something is strikingly different about this man! The decision he has made left his family shocked! The clock is ticking, if he listens to his family he stands to gain everything, but if he sticks with his marriage he will lose everything! What will be his next surprising decision? It's an intriguing, sizzling page-turner! The Unorthodox Billionaire and His Wife is a must-read! Will there be a happy ending? You'll have to read it to find out./0/22043/coverorgin.jpg?v=94e118463b0da5c1a961cabfb047dea5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Caught A Heather
Bellamy Quinn Mayer, daughter of a well-known businessman and woman. Her life is unfortunate because she's being controlled by her parents. Even so, she chose to understand them because she's hoping that the time will come and they would do the same towards her. She had a hard time moving on from her dark past that nobody knew except a few. She was in her miserable state until she met Jan Keane Scott, son of a well-known businessman. He showed her the love and care she has been longing for. They faced everything together but what if their parents and their pasts are already the ones whose hindering them to be together? Would they choose to stay in torn or let go?/0/32101/coverorgin.jpg?v=37ca93bd96f3f2e4117f34cdd4261d27&imageMogr2/format/webp)
