Romance Books for Women
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From Neglected Girl To Unstoppable Heiress
Tentu, saya akan menambahkan POV (Point of View) ke setiap bab sesuai dengan permintaan Anda, tanpa mengubah format atau konten lainnya. I lay dying on a hospital gurney, my internal organs crushed from shielding my sister during the crash. Yet, my parents were down the hall, cooing over Estrella' s minor scratches while ignoring my fading pulse. "She' s faking it for attention," my father spat. "She' ll regret this stunt when she gets home." When the nurse frantically told them I was gone, my mother didn't shed a tear. She laughed. "Nice try," she sneered at the nurse. "Tell Carolina to stop playing dead. It' s pathetic." My spirit watched helplessly as they turned my funeral into a performance, painting me as the "difficult" child who finally ruined their lives. I thought my suffering was over, but then a violent pull dragged me back from the void. I opened my eyes in a stranger's body-Claire Tillman, a billionaire heiress betrayed by her fiancé. Now armed with a new face and unlimited resources, I realized I had a second chance. I wasn't just going to survive; I was going to destroy the fiancé who wronged Claire, and then I was coming for the family that let me die./0/28595/coverorgin.jpg?v=a57a2c3c247b39ef83adedf4322eb078&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Slave To Sensation
Sonia was raised up by a popular chef after the miserable death of her sister. She gets offered a job as a maid in a popular multi billionaire woman house to earn money in order to go back to school but everything becomes a nightmare when she came across the woman son whose name was Keith, a cold and arrogant guy who believes money is everything/0/73369/coverorgin.jpg?v=d085a8ead6e22ef3a9f3fcefd33b6042&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Nanny, His Obsession
Needing to start over, Rose Brunette becomes a nanny to billionaire Christian Ashford's young daughter. She doesn't foresee to develop feelings for her distant, suspicious boss, but as they get closer, their attraction becomes more than just physical. It is when Rose's past comes back to haunt her that her estranged father returns, bringing danger and betrayal. When she gets caught in the crossfire, Christian will do whatever it takes to protect her. Will love survive the storm or will the past destroy it? A love billionaire romance filled with love trust and second chances./0/45791/coverorgin.jpg?v=712e7e2ab143b4d7c4c71c19669bafef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Pound Of Flesh
After loosing her mother to cancer and having to leave New York, the city she had known all her life for reasons best known to her dad. She hoped for a fresh start and a better future in Boston, where she worked two jobs as she prepares for college. Things took a turn when the godlike man she met at the ice cream shop she worked at turned out to be Mace Hunter, the billionaire cartel leader of the New York City, the Capo Dei Carpi of one of the Biggest crime syndicate in the Mafia World, whom her father owed a large sum of money. Mace being true to the mafia teachings and beliefs, that to forgive is a weakness, took Matilda as payment for the debt owed. Though he had plans to put her to work at one of his prostitution rings to atone for her fathers sin, but fate presented a rare opportunity that turned Matilda fate from a debtor to Mace Hunters contract wife. "Where the heck is my money?" "I will never dream to cross you but if you will just give me a little more time, I will get your money ready for you sir". The inferno boiling inside me, I could have sworn would burn him to the ground with only his ashes as his remains. "I'm not going back without my money and since you can't pay back, I will just have to take my pound of flesh". My pleas fell on deaf ears, as he dragged me out. "Nooooooo Matilda!" Dad kept on screaming my name. can she survive living in the lions den for 2years? will she loose her heart or will he?/0/94134/coverorgin.jpg?v=29802b440a4289b18c7fc615e72842ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Mafia Princess To Unbroken Queen
The man I gave up a twenty-billion-dollar inheritance for asked me to go to prison for his mistress. In the same breath, he told me to kill our unborn child. While his mother's actions caused me to miscarry our son in a derelict warehouse, he was on television announcing his engagement and *her* pregnancy. The betrayal wasn't just private; it was a public execution. So I picked up my phone and made a call I hadn't made in five years, to the one man he never knew existed. "Father," I choked out, "I need you."/0/18213/coverorgin.jpg?v=10395f96e63e04cbd497b875650b9ec5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wife is an Aloof Beauty
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!/0/85374/coverorgin.jpg?v=b7ac96283d0b940dbf8e5c0268e1cee2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Discarded Wife, New Beginning
My fifth anniversary card from Liam was on the counter, perfectly depicting the happy DINK life we' d built. That evening, the picture shattered when he confessed another woman, Chloe Davis, was pregnant with his child. He swore it wasn' t an affair, claiming she' d stolen his sperm, but his family, desperate for an heir, forced him to accept the child, disown me, and sacrifice our life. I was left to absorb his shocking betrayal, the grotesque lie, and the cold reality that my husband, the man who once vowed I was enough despite my infertility from saving his life, was letting his family destroy me for a baby. Forced to witness him doting on Chloe, my every memory with him twisted into an instrument of torture, I agreed to his "temporary" divorce, booking a one-way ticket to Canada instead of the resort he thought I was recovering at./0/21782/coverorgin.jpg?v=64a074e9cde43453b62338aeb8b8dbf7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wrong Twin
WAking up in Vegas Hotel room with an handsome man in bed is most Woman dream But it's not Chantel's especially when that handsome man turns out to be her bully from high school who used to Tormented her in their young age to make things wOrse she find a wedding ring On her finger which makes her blood boild to a point of hatred. Waking up on the floor of the hotel room is not my idea of a good mornig To fInd out i wAs push there by a very sexy woman made it amusing the look on her face Let me know that she not finding any of this amusing " Trevon Get Out!" BeiNg call the wrong name now that piss me off i work so hard to be separate from my brother And still that women bought me back in time with thOse three words./0/38329/coverorgin.jpg?v=41a101852f8f46c3fc0013b36a3b0f54&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Trick
Donna had a wealthy family once. Later, her family business collapsed and she became poor. Luckily, her fiance still loved her. At their wedding ceremony, there is something unexpected. A devil man ruined her marriage and her fiance was taken into prison for embezzling. This man is Karl Kent. Karl is the president of HNE Group which is a huge multinational group. This is the first time he returns to his native country and expands the Asia Pacific business. His ability is undoubted and he is called a business legend! He has been believing that his mother was persecuted by Donna’s parents. So he takes this revenge! However, the thing is not that simple. There are lots of hidden stories about Karl’s parents’ death.../0/22431/coverorgin.jpg?v=c890d7d5e9815129a4db7719e2552a8e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The American (A Forbidden Love Story)
"What!" Ethan says in his all too familiar deep rude voice. "You hit me, which caused my coffee to spill all over me," I say, pointing out the obvious. "So, what do you want me to do about it," He speaks like he has done nothing wrong "You are supposed to say sorry," I say in a duh tone "And why should I." "Because that is what people with manners do." "I know that, but you don't deserve sorry from me." "Wow, really, and why is that." "Because black bitches like you don't deserve it." "I have told you times without number to stop calling me that," I say getting angry with his insults "Make me," Ethan says, taking a dangerous step closer to me. I don't say anything, but hiss and walk past him. I don't know why I even expected him to say anything better. It is Ethan, after all. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is a story about two people who knew how to express the word hate more than anything else to one another. Ethan hates Adina more than anything in the world and would give anything to see her perish into thin air. While on the other hand Adina could careless about Ethan other than the fact that she won't let him walk all over her with his arrogant character. What happens when a big incident changes all that. How do these two different people deal with a feeling that is supposed to be forbidden to feel for the each other. Read to find out how the person you hate the most is the one person you can love the most./0/83752/coverorgin.jpg?v=00e475b6b6846bb4355e2d92ce10ad37&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Dying Breath, His Endless Regret
"Stage IV lymphoma." Dr. Carter's words hung in the air. I had only months to live, and the treatment required a family member's consent. My powerful relatives were strangers, detached from my pain. My heart clung to one person: Liam, my husband. He was my last hope. But when I called, he rejected my calls. When he finally came home, he sneered, accusing me of "faking for attention." He walked out, leaving me alone, calling a cousin over caring for his dying wife. The next day, when I blurted out "I have cancer," he laughed, "That's a new one. You're getting creative." He refused to sign the forms, abandoning me. His callousness cut deeper than any illness. Then, my cousin Savannah showed up, admitting she had drugged Liam and framed me three years ago, destroying my life. Liam's life. But before I could react, she slashed her own arm with a letter opener, screaming that I attacked her. Liam burst in, embraced her, and glared at me with pure hatred, dragging me to the hospital to apologize. How could he be so blind? How could he believe her monstrous lies over his own dying wife? Didn't he see he was the fool, playing into her cruel game? The injustice, the betrayal, pushed me to my breaking point. But as the world faded to black, a desperate thought sparked: what if I confessed to her lies? What if exposing the monster he believed me to be was the only way to reveal the true monster lurking in the shadows?/0/80832/coverorgin.jpg?v=210f005a6dd98042f84be1d6801494a6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Reckoning, Her Reign
The heavy oak door of San Francisco City Hall felt cold under my fingers. I was waiting for Ethan. We were supposed to get our marriage license today. My phone buzzed. A message from Ethan: "Running late. Emergency at the hospital." Typical. Dr. Ethan Miller, the respected neurosurgeon, always had an emergency. But then, a new post from Chloe Davis, his research assistant, popped up. A photo: her, in our master suite, Ethan's arm around her. Another: a sonogram, tiny and gray, with a heart emoji. The caption read: "Future Dr. Miller coming soon! #blessed #surprise." My breath caught. Our master suite. The one I decorated. He didn't just abandon me at City Hall. He moved her into our home. My phone vibrated again. A long message from Ethan: "Ava, I can explain. It was a mistake... She's young, her research career is just starting... You've always wanted kids, right? She can go abroad... You can raise it. It'll be our baby." Rage, cold and sharp, flooded me. He wanted me to raise his mistress's child. I, Ava Chen, Investment Director at Chen Corp, from a family that built a tech and real estate empire in this city, was no fool. I dialed a number I knew by heart. Liam Walker answered on the second ring, airport noise in the background. "Ava? Everything okay?" "Marriage license," I said, my voice steady. "City Hall. Now. You in?" He'd been in love with me for eight years. "Liam," I said, "Are you in?" Another pause, shorter this time. "Give me an hour. Don't move." He hung up. My story was just beginning./0/36707/coverorgin.jpg?v=21332f510be769b9fb4797ce4d903519&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire's Mistress Is A Hidden Heiress
Playboy, Casanova and Heartbreaker were some adjectives used by the paparazzi to describe the brilliant interior designer and the hottest CEO of Grayson Group Of Hotels, Aries Grayson. But that quickly changed when his eyes landed on his best friend's perfect girlfriend, Cara Silencio. The moment their eyes locked for the first time, her innocence took his world by storm. Cara was everything Aries secretly wished for in his life, but she was off-limits, and Aries chose to abide by the rules of BroCode. Cara Silencio has her own fair share of secrets that could destroy her. Somewhere between hiding her real identity from the world and struggling to meet end needs, Cara was exhausted. She wanted to marry the Knight of her life, Keith Wilson, and lead a peaceful life. But the demons of her past destroyed everything, and she was pushed into the endless tunnel of darkness. Years later, when Aries found her at the infamous strip club, his desires came back to life and this time he was aiming to claim her. A night of passion didn't satiate his craving for her. He wanted to worship her body every night. Aries came back to the club to find her, but Cara was gone, leaving no traces behind. Aries called his most competent informer to dig about Cara Silencio, only to stumble upon the shocking truth. "Mr Grayson, the woman you're looking for is the heiress of New York's biggest business empire!"/0/24378/coverorgin.jpg?v=2fcc375be86570827177e8d354f57a2a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Touch Me Dear Husband
Gavin Hugh is the son of George and Samantha Hugh. He practically runs his father's company. In other to become the CEO of the company, he agrees to marry Arianna, a model whose marriage has been arranged with him. He hates her and shares no intimacy with her. Five years later, years of loneliness, Arianna decided to pilot her marriage her own way, which includes seducing her husband to touch her./0/18538/coverorgin.jpg?v=b93b253187a5afd550aca9d41e095a9f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bullet In The Heart
To protect her mother and young brother, Jessie had no choice but to accept the blind marriage her father had arranged for her. But just before she could tie the knot, her fiance abducted her because of a mysterious accident she got involved in the past. However, Cupid has never stopped being mischievous as Jessie unexpectedly fell in love with him. Unbeknownst to Jessie, getting married into that family would stir and trigger the unfathomable drama and power that she would endure her whole life. Overwhelmed with conspiracy, misunderstanding, and love affair, she thought that happiness would finally come to her after all the drama has come to an end. But to her dismay, another blow totally defeated her. Where did her love go?/0/25027/coverorgin.jpg?v=909599c08b2dec0024f2eea8ef366951&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Still Loves Her
Her husband affair with her best friend made her asked for a divorce, not knowing life of a divorcee is full of obstacles, she seems strong from the beginning, but her parents foul temper and her siblings rude behavior towards her for being a divorcee, make her grow depress, will she be able to endure everything and move on? What will happen to her ex-husband who seems to still love her? And her kids who have to experience the life of broken home./1/101597/coverorgin.jpg?v=bd4c8895c3df8af8b8fc7e826bd54552&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pancakes for a Stranger's Love
My husband vanished on our fifth anniversary, leaving me frantic with worry. I thought something terrible had happened until a stranger named Jayda sent me a photo. He wasn't missing; he was in a penthouse, flipping pancakes for her with a smile he hadn't shown me in years. When I tracked them down, Bennett didn't apologize. He shoved me away to protect his pregnant mistress, looking at me with pure disgust. "You're a liability, Iris," he spat, cutting off my access to our bank accounts. "Stop being hysterical." He laughed when I clutched my head in agony, claiming I was faking pain just to ruin his new happiness. He didn't know my "headaches" weren't a plea for attention. They were Stage IV Glioblastoma. While he was buying her the diamond necklace I had always wanted, I was receiving a terminal diagnosis. I looked at the man I sacrificed my entire career for and felt a cold, final resolve. "Fine," I whispered, tossing the medical report in the trash where he wouldn't see it. "Send the divorce papers. I'm done."/0/85699/coverorgin.jpg?v=1ebd5f5aaf4885b5d169f56cba767965&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal In White Roses
My engagement party was supposed to be the culmination of seven years of love with Liam Miller, a public declaration before we started our lives as husband and wife. The room was filled with our closest friends and family, everything perfect, down to the white roses and the soft string quartet. But then, the video montage Liam prepared – a journey through our relationship – flickered. It cut to a sterile hospital room where Liam cradled a newborn baby with a tender joy I hadn't seen in years. Then the camera panned, revealing his assistant, Sarah Jenkins, in the hospital bed, wearing an engagement ring identical to mine. A collective gasp swept through the room as the music died, leaving deafening silence. Liam rushed to my side, whispering, "Chloe, calm down. Don't make a scene," before gaslighting everyone, calling it a "technical glitch" and dismissing my shock as "emotional." My world imploded. I stood there, humiliated, watching him protect her at my expense. The anger was cold and sharp as I walked to the stage, announcing, "It seems there's been a happy surprise. I wasn't aware we were celebrating two families tonight." I held up my hand, then pointed to Sarah, saying, "It seems Liam is a man of great generosity. So generous, in fact, that he's given out two of the same ring." I slid my diamond ring off and placed it on the tablecloth, telling him, "I wish you and Sarah double happiness. You clearly deserve each other." As I turned to leave, Liam grabbed my arm in the hallway, raging, "What the hell was that, Chloe? You humiliated me!" "You humiliated yourself, Liam," I retorted, realizing this wasn't just a betrayal; it was years of hidden lies. Back at our penthouse, a text from Sarah arrived with a photo of her wearing my custom-designed star-map bracelet-the one Liam was supposed to give me for my birthday next month. Her text read: "He says some things are just meant for the right person. Thanks for the design, Chloe. It's beautiful." The calculated cruelty of it stole the air from my lungs. Then Liam returned, offering a diamond necklace I' d seen on Sarah, trying to dismiss everything as "one mistake." He still didn't see it. He still chose her. After he left to care for their sick baby, my phone buzzed again with more texts from Sarah: screenshots revealing years of his lies-missed birthdays, fake business trips-all spent building a family with her. And then, a sharp pain shot through my abdomen. I was pregnant. Two months along. Our own happy surprise. The baby. Our baby felt like a part of his deception. I couldn' t tie myself to him, to this pain. The decision made itself: I would cut him out of my life completely./0/83428/coverorgin.jpg?v=2b2c4b82a4c4b37c5450274e77ff1a80&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mic Drop Queen: My Unapologetic Rise
The desert heat of Coachella was intense, but I was ready for a day of music and fun, especially knowing my boyfriend, Jake, was five hours away, supposedly stuck in the library studying for a huge exam. My phone buzzed in my hand, a small notification flashing: "Connected to Jake' s iPhone." My heart stopped. He was here, his personal hotspot active, confirming the lie. Then, the crowd cam zoomed in, and my face filled the giant screens. A mic was thrust into my hand, and in front of thousands, I asked for my 'lost' boyfriend, describing his distinctive Nirvana shirt and backward cap. Everyone played along in a giant 'Where' s Waldo,' until the cameras found him: Jake, in a VIP cabana, kissing a blonde girl in a tiny pink top. The gasp from the crowd, then the boos and jeers, echoed the cold fury that washed over me. This wasn't just cheating; it was a public spectacle of his deceit. How could he do this? How could he lie so elaborately, only to be caught in the cruelest, most public way possible? But instead of crumbling, a fierce clarity took hold. Looking directly into the camera, my voice steady, I declared, "Found him." This wasn't the end; it was the beginning of my reckoning, a public declaration that I refused to be his victim./0/58121/coverorgin.jpg?v=eef54d41c2e4e56894ffac73d8f3d2a7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
