Romance Books for Women
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SELLINA
Son, hurry up, run away! Hurry up while she's gone! ”Said manang Eding who was the maid in my mansion where SELLina is now… "But mom! What if Demon finds out I'm not there! ??? and what if he finds out you helped me escape, you'll definitely be kicked out of here mom, how about that? He might get hurt !!" he left the mansion while the old man pushed his back/0/80269/coverorgin.jpg?v=04cc917287b6ea123b394b18cb3d4fe8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Perfect Marriage, His Secret Sons
My life with Ethan Hayes was the American dream: a brilliant tech visionary, a devoted husband, and a seemingly perfect marriage. He built her a state-of-the-art lab, named a literacy program after her, and swore he'd walk away from everything for her. I believed him, utterly, deeply, until I stumbled upon a hidden folder on his laptop. There, I found photos of Chloe Van Doren holding two baby boys, clearly Ethan's sons, his secret family. Dates on the pictures stretched back over a year, overlapping perfectly with our "perfect" marriage. The horror of his betrayal was matched only by the shocking truth she carried: I was also pregnant with his child, a dream now turned into a nightmare. Every loving gesture, every tender word, every shared memory was instantly poisoned by his calculated deceit. How could the man I loved be so captivatingly charming, yet so utterly, viciously deceptive? I was trapped in a gilded cage of his lies, my trust shattered beyond repair. I couldn't just walk away and be free; his control ran too deep. So, I had to choose a more extreme escape plan. I had to vanish, leaving behind nothing but a tragic, staged death./0/45540/coverorgin.jpg?v=5c1ea48f064c47356850dc1eb16d7f87&imageMogr2/format/webp)
It is Either You, Or No One
"I don't need a therapist!" George growled. "You need one, son," his Mom persuaded gently. "The therapist will live with you so that things can be done fast and in a discreet manner," she added. "Trust me, I am going to make this place hell for her— if she dares come..." *** Now, We all have paths that our minds shouldn't travel, and some of us think what we have done is just too bad to be forgiven; same goes for Georgia. When Georgia found someone who could keep her secret and still 'love' her, she got married to him only to find out later on that he was a total jerk. It gets interesting when Jack divorced Georgia and she got a contract to be an indoor therapist for a billionaire firm owner.../0/90281/coverorgin.jpg?v=faf27a6eb883ab4e37b1277bfb693239&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His For A Year: The Basketball Lord's
"I know you need someone to teach you basketball," he started, only confusing me further, "so I'm yours for now, if you'll be mine for a year." What was happening? ♠ Kim Stan, a renowned romance author, has a secret: she doesn't believe in love. When she's forced to write a sports novel, she's stuck – until she meets Austin Hames, a charming basketball star. Austin needs a girlfriend to secure his CEO position, and Kim needs his sports expertise. They agree to a mutually beneficial deal: Austin will help Kim with her novel, and she'll pretend to be his girlfriend for a year. Surely that can't be that bad, right? But that seems unlikely when things start to get heated between them. As they spend more time together, questions that shouldn't be starts popping up, things like... Will they leave after the one year? Or would their fake relationship turn into real love.../0/22231/coverorgin.jpg?v=29aabdaf54c4ca8f6e7e4b46acdf7ee9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE MARTYR
Hailey Amaranth, did everything just to make her husband Hunter Lewis love her. A man that she took and should have married her best friend. Hunter promised that he will make Hailey's life miserable and hell. Chaotic, both hurt and both destroyed. Who amongst the two is the real victim, the abductor abused, or the abducted abusive? Is there any hope that they can reconcile or will the wounds remain to deepen in their hearts?/0/18633/coverorgin.jpg?v=6889bae8df84ece32f71c921f6b1103e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal of Love: Ex-husband Comes To Me Again
It was a strange night for Windy when she caught Shawn, the man who once swore to marry her, and her own sister having a passionate scene before their wedding. Although Shawn insisted that he had mistaken Carol by accident, Windy was well aware of the fact that he had feelings towards her sister since they met for the first time. This misleading romance had lasted for two years so far, which was a long time for Windy. However, she couldn't allow it to last any longer. As a result, Windy went on with the wedding even after what had happened. Eventually, she just gave up on him because of his unhealthy indifference and left him for good. Little did Shawn know that five years later, she would come back to conquer it all./0/80895/coverorgin.jpg?v=0f802e181cddae34c30fc20ad66e06a3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Truth, Unsung
I married Liam Thorne, the love of my life, wearing a five-dollar thrift store dress. We ate pizza on museum steps, dreaming of a future where our shared music would change the world, just "us against everyone." I sacrificed everything for him: giving up my band's breakthrough gig, draining our meager savings for his mother's emergency surgery, and enduring ugly rumors and public scorn, all to pave the way for Liam's glittering career. My dreams faded, but his soared. As Liam transformed into a global rock superstar, my own life became a carefully constructed demolition. I was manipulated into a humiliating, sexualized music video, publicly branded a "desperate sellout," and then mercilessly blacklisted by the same industry that elevated him. When I was sick and broken, consumed by an autoimmune illness, the man I loved abandoned me, choosing manufactured fame and a new "power couple" over everything we'd built. I died alone, my life dismissed by the media as a tragic "trainwreck," just a footnote in his triumphant story. How could Liam Thorne, the boy who once held my hand and vowed "forever," so casually dismiss me as "unstable" while building his empire on my shattered dreams? Why was my truth buried with me, unheard, while his carefully crafted narrative reigned supreme? But now, my private journals—the raw, unfiltered record of every painful sacrifice, every calculated betrayal—have fallen into the hands of a fearless podcaster. The world is about to hear my voice, finally ready to uncover the shocking truth hidden beneath Liam Thorne's polished facade./0/85901/coverorgin.jpg?v=51bbb6eacc7878e21b6b5c1b8f820d95&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract Marriage With That Ruthless CEO
My life was a perfectly curated dream. Three years with Ethan, a diamond on my finger, and a wedding just a week away-timed perfectly with my family's groundbreaking AI launch that he was a key part of. I, Ava Riley, the brilliant architect, had given him everything-my heart, my connections, my family' s influence. Then, he walked into our penthouse, his face grim, and shattered it all. "It' s Chloe," he said, his ex-girlfriend. "Her mother is dying. Her last wish is to see Chloe get married. To me." My fiancé was going to marry his ex-girlfriend days before our wedding, and he told me with clinical detachment, as if discussing a logistical minor issue. He said it was "filial piety," just "a ceremony, a piece of paper." He expected me to accept this monstrous betrayal, to be "reasonable." My heart didn' t just break, it congealed into ice. I was not his partner; I was a business asset, a temporary stepping stone in his grand design. The humiliation thickened when he had the audacity to suggest using our pre-paid waterfront wedding venue for his impromptu ceremony with Chloe. And then, his true colors emerged. As I refused, his charm vanished, replaced by ugly entitlement, culminating in his fingers digging into my arm. "You have until Saturday to come to your senses," he snarled. "You can either accept this with grace, or you can fight it and lose everything." That physical threat, the raw intimidation, was the final severance. The man I loved was gone, if he ever existed. Only a calculating, abusive stranger remained. I wouldn' t be his victim, nor a footnote in his story. No, I would not cry. I would not scream. I calmly called my brother, Liam. "The wedding is still on for next Saturday," I stated. "Find me a different groom." There was only one man who could make a statement, someone Ethan feared, someone who held a grudge as deep as mine: Lucas Thorne, my family's fiercest rival, a ruthless tech mogul. My brother had one simple question: "Are you sure? He's ruthless." My answer was already forming: "So am I, now." I would play his game, but I would win./0/98416/coverorgin.jpg?v=1a5caefb513b4a017443885469ef3d64&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Brotherzoned
"My brother is off-limits. And you're really not the type to break promises." Those were the words Sienna gave me the day I moved in. But she didn't know how hard it would be when I walked into the house to find her older brother, Zayne Bellandi, dark, dangerous, and annoyingly attractive, waiting for me. Not just in my new home... but in every corner of my life. And let's not forget how my last relationship ended: watching the guy I thought I loved marry someone else. But here I am, falling into the one thing I promised I'd never touch./0/82303/coverorgin.jpg?v=9e6477db709ac4bda3da31cb68c3d364&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The House-Husband Who Was Rex
I gave it all up. My reputation as "Rex," the undefeated legal titan of LA, my multi-billion dollar cases, the power, the respect. For three years, I was just Ethan Miller, Olivia Hayes's devoted husband, the "house-husband" who cooked, cleaned, and managed her life, hoping she'd finally truly see me. But her world revolved around Julian Vance, her celebrity ex-boyfriend. Every conversation, every decision, every raw emotion was for him. I thought I'd hit rock bottom when she casually bought me a new suit, only for me to realize it was a gift for Julian. Then, at Julian's lavish birthday party, he publicly confessed his "undying love" for Olivia. She cried, heartbroken, while I stood by, dismissed as her "support" and the punchline of a cruel joke. Not once did she defend me. I'd quietly driven myself to the ER after she fussed over Julian's tiny scratch instead of my bleeding, deeply cut hand. I'd listened to her colleagues pity me, calling me a "saint" for tolerating her obsession. But that night, seeing her openly weep for a man who wasn't her husband, after all I' d sacrificed… a freezing clarity washed over me. Why had I wasted three years? Why had I become invisible? How could I have been so blind? My foolish support had only enabled her toxic obsession. When I walked out of that party, I wasn't just leaving Olivia; I was burying Ethan Miller. Rex was coming back, and he was bringing hell with him. Olivia Hayes was about to learn the true cost of underestimating patience, and the man she so carelessly discarded./0/19259/coverorgin.jpg?v=7da3945e67744f3894e62f8f0626f6b2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Personal Maid
“Why do you defy me, little dove?” He demanded and Desire was torn. Torn between pleasing her Master and bending one of the rules holding their region together. His blue eyes bored into hers for a while before Desire finally looked away again, waiting for her judgement, her dead judgement for breaking a rule “The first option is to have you killed by hanging, the second one is to send you to the Harem while the third one is to make you my private maid and you’re the only person who has the privilege of this rare chance. So, my dear little Dove, what do you say?” “I’ll pick the first option, let me die at stake or by hanging. Whichever option suits you, My lord but please just let me die a quick death” Desire pleased with a determined look on her face. A story of love, War, royalty and fate./0/66503/coverorgin.jpg?v=0bba07556746a8a323e1b80d68b6c466&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From High Society To His Service
"In the glittering world of the wealthy elite, a powerful billionaire has everything he desires. But when he meets his new maid, a fallen aristocrat with a mysterious past, his world is upended. As the two fight to suppress their forbidden attraction, the secrets of their pasts threaten to tear them apart. In a battle of love and power, can they survive society's scrutiny and discover the true meaning of love, or will their passion burn out before it even has a chance to ignite?"/0/86840/coverorgin.jpg?v=51a5fd54cb6458d17fb211811781ab7b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Marriage Built On Lies
I thought marrying Noah Harrison was my fairytale. He gave up everything for me – his family, his fortune. He said, "You're all that matters." Then his older brother died, and Noah became the sole heir. His family dragged him back, and I watched as he was molded into a stranger. A stranger whose intimacy was now shared with his widowed sister-in-law, Olivia, in the library, whispers of an heir filling the air. His mother, Mrs. Harrison, began my "training," each lesson a cut, reminding me of my "humble origins." When I found myself pregnant, a secret joy amidst the cruelty, I thought it would save us. I was so wrong. I overheard Mrs. Harrison whisper, "A child from her would be a stain on the family line. We must handle it." After a forced cup of tea, I miscarried violently in a cold hospital room. Then, a chilling clarity broke through my medicated haze. I heard the doctors, talking to Noah outside my room. "A hysterectomy is the only way to prevent future complications." Noah' s voice was firm, "Do it. Whatever it takes to protect her." I believed him. But then I found his locked journal. The pages laid out a truth colder than ice: the miscarriage was orchestrated, the surgery was not to save my life, but to ensure I could never bear a child, never challenge Olivia's secret pregnancy. He had ordered the removal of my uterus to secure his inheritance, to keep me a barren, placid wife. The man who sacrificed everything for me had sacrificed me for everything. The naive girl was gone. Now, only escape remained. I would fake my own death, and it would be spectacular./0/48513/coverorgin.jpg?v=41ba772c33c7228b2c39ce781c413186&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Matchmaking
Isabella met Alexander Montgomery, a billionaire who became interested in her. However, their strong relationship fell apart when a surprising truth came to light. Can they find the strength to let go of their feelings after learning a truth that could destroy their trust in each other? A tall man in a suit confidently swung open the doors to the spacious office where the Director of a renowned matchmaking agency for the wealthy worked. He was also one of the investors in the event, making it easy for him to request what he desired. With the two men following him, they opened the door without waiting for an invitation, but that didn't stop him and let his own enter the spacious room. "Make me a participant." he said, facing the man with his legs on the table. The man just smirked at the serious look he was showing. "What a sudden decision? Something caught your attention?" He asked with a smile. He sat down without saying anything and looked at her seriously. "Someone already caught my attention and I want to know her." The Director grinned widely and put his foot down on the table. It's been two years but he didn't think he would be so eager to meet someone he didn't know who he was and he wanted to get to know him because he looked serious. "Oh? Isn't this one of the girls -" "No, You're aware of how I remained indifferent towards my ex-wife for the past years. This isn't a game anymore. I genuinely want to be compatible with that woman." This is a serious and innocent joke. He tried to be serious but he couldn't because he didn't think that a man who met a woman would be this desperate. Different huh? "Okay." He stood up and reached for his laptop. He personally knows who got the man's attention and why the man is so desperate for a woman he just met. "What's her name?" He asked while looking for the files of the participants in the service. "I don't know." He raised his eyebrows. "You don't know? You didn't even ask his name?" "No, I forgot. Something came." He sighed. "Fine. Maybe her appearance? Describe it." He asked again. "She has long black hair, pale skin, small but pointed nose and green eyes." He raised his eyebrows again. He didn't know anyone with a green-eyed participant. Could this be a new participant? He didn't answer and looked through a file that was just starting to join the service. There weren't too many on the list so he knew he'd see his picture right away. He scrolled down until he reached a photo of a woman without make up so I can see her green eyes in the photo. He clicked her details but it didn't have much information and it looks like she attended the event you held the other day for the first time. He turned around his laptop so the man could see what was in the photo. "Is she that woman?" He pointed to the letter on the laptop. Even though the woman had no make-up and her posture was simple in the photo, he immediately recognized her. A smile appeared on his lips. "That's her. I want to be matched with her." "But you know the rules, you can't just request something like that." "Five million." It stopped at what he said. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her suspiciously. "The match maximum is 500k, you spend five million just to match her?" "That's right. I want to know her. If you're disapproving with the price, I'll mark it up. Name it." He said nothing. The person in front of him shook his head at what he was saying. "You're being desperate now. Huh?" He didn't answer and waited for what he would do next. Naturally, he would be taken back. They weren't discussing pesos; they were dealing in dollars. The maximum they mentioned was 500,000 pesos, whereas the 5 million he proposed was in dollars! "I'll send you the contract. Since you're late, you'll find the girl yourself. I don't have much information about her because it looks like she's new." He rose from his chair, his movements calculated and determined. "Alright, no problem. Just send over the contract, and I'll take care of it." He pivoted on his heel, ready to make his exit, but the words of the Director sliced through the air, stopping him in his tracks. "If you choose to become a part of her life, be prepared to stand your ground until the very end. Because, my friend, you might just find yourself regretting your decision." Those were the last words he heard before he left./0/39909/coverorgin.jpg?v=efa9d70b01d9a5cb7806dd63ff41ceb2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY GIRLFRIEND IS A BUNNY
Camila Anthony, Was tagged as the most useless and the most ugliest among her two siblings. She had no friends in School, at Home or anywhere. She Fell in love with an handsome guy in the same class she was, it was a one sided love until he got to find out Camila was in love with him. As time went on, he fell in love with Camila too and at the same day he wanted to confess his love to her, Camila lost her memory and everything about her changed./0/84650/coverorgin.jpg?v=7bac9527055d71651051b20275306c5c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dear Wife, Let's Divorce!
The boardroom was silent, captivated by my Apex Tower presentation-the culmination of my career, projected onto the massive screen. But instead of my schematics, a live feed of our meditation room flickered on, revealing my wife, Sarah, in a tender embrace with another man, Mark. A collective gasp, then stunned silence. My meticulously built world crumbled, my dignity in ruins before my investors and team. How could the woman I' d worshipped for fifteen years, the angel who supposedly saved my life, do this? It was a betrayal so profound, I couldn't comprehend it. Was our entire life a carefully constructed lie? I retreated, shattered, only to uncover a chilling conspiracy that turned my heartbreak into a burning desire for retribution, setting in motion a fight for my very survival./0/25204/coverorgin.jpg?v=4c089405e349d3c2f43e4893853f0263&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beloved Substitute
"One rainy night: Morris Shaw was chased and killed, accidentally hit Aria Rice, so, Aria took him home, escaped the robbery. Seeing him covered in blood, she thought he was a murderer, so she avoided him after that. MK Multinational Group: Without wealthy-family background, Aria was often bullied by her colleagues as an intern. On that day, the president came to inspect the company and all Aria’s colleagues dressed up beautifully in order to attract the president. Only she went to buy an ice cream and ran into the president when she came back. Morris: ""it seems that you like ice cream very much."" The murderer? The president? How could he be her boss?"/0/23327/coverorgin.jpg?v=16e74682266096edd9509ae2a1dc78e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unselfish Shelter
[HIS SERIES BOOK #3] “You’re my light, my love, and my shelter.” –Gabriel Elizar. He chose to chase her. From the moment he laid his eyes on her, he began to fall deeper. But not all love story deserves a happy ending. Things ended up so bad, resulting into a multiple heartbreaks. As Gabriel finally realized that the woman he loves wasn’t destined to him, he decided to give up. He came back to his unselfish shelter, the woman he never thought of as his love. The woman who is willing to provide a home for his wrecked heart./0/78393/coverorgin.jpg?v=d41a020fcabb20f869d27f35cb518e71&imageMogr2/format/webp)
