Romance Books for Women
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I Love you, Mr. Moon
Ashtrella longed all her life for that one guy she had been pining for since high school. She always knew they were a perfect match. He was kind and handsome, even going out of his way to help her out when someone tried to bully her. How can she not fall for the guy? When she learned that he had built his own company, she did everything in her power to join him, studying and working so hard that she had accelerated on top of all her peers. Years later, as they meet again, will he be able to remember who she was? Will their love affair finally come to a sweet ending, or will the forces of nature that separated them when they were younger play a role in their lives again? -=-=- What do you think?/0/51005/coverorgin.jpg?v=2dd0f18ca08fa7de3dde51c9f0a1c103&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loving You Is Painful
I'm walking now with Cheska, we're heading to Zach's office now, I'm going to bring him lunch I know he's as hungry as he is. When we were in front of his office, I was very surprised when it suddenly opened and Zach spat out, who was looking at him indifferently. "For you". I said with the big sweaty smile. But suddenly Zach didn't have that smile when he looked at me, I looked at him with tears forming in my eyes, He gave me a cold look and said "I don't like you and even your foods so pls stop bothering me" and left. I was brought back to reality when Cheska shook me, who was also shocked by what had happened "oh Are you ok Yannieee?" she asked. I just smiled at her as a yes. Cheska took my hand and said "Let's go I'll treat you to cheer you up". A lot of people were looking at us and I just noticed, I saw the eyes of the students full of pity. Why did you just love me like that? Is it bad to love? or I just don't really accept it, but why?./0/20507/coverorgin.jpg?v=899df55655130528067bdbe8ae335b25&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire Sons In Love
Kyle Wilson fell in love with his maid Bella, when he met her for the first time upon his arrival into his country. His friend Theo Walcott was against the whole idea of him loving a maid and helping her gain admission into college, but the table turned when he fell in love with Bella's Best Friend, who also belongs to a lower class family like Bella./0/63659/coverorgin.jpg?v=27ee14fdb69518b76e57322caa0c7c1c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Collide
Years ago, Levi Cooper broke Dani Davis's heart to protect her from secrets he couldn't share. Now, they're both back in their small hometown of Gladewater, Texas-Levi to take care of the struggling family farm, and Dani to nurse her beloved aunt through an illness. The last thing she expected was to come face to face with the man who once shattered her world. But Levi has changed. Grown. And the fiery chemistry between them never really faded. As old feelings rekindle, Dani has to decide if she can forgive the past and trust Levi with her heart again, especially when those same buried secrets start to resurface. Meanwhile, café owner Maggie Wade is everyone's rock-except when it comes to her own heart. After a painful incident from her past, she's given up on romance, until Dr. Zane Savage, a sexy, big-city neurologist, comes to town and turns her world upside down. Zane's smoldering gaze and undeniable charm make it impossible for Maggie to keep her distance, but just when their connection starts to heat up, trouble from Zane's past threatens everything. Will Maggie take a chance on love again, or will old wounds keep her heart locked away? Then there's JT, Maggie's brother, who can't forgive himself for a mistake that nearly cost his sister her life. Guilt has kept him from dating, convinced he'll only cause more harm. But Sofia Benevides, the café's stunning manager, has been silently in love with JT for years. When family pressures mount, JT and Sofia come up with a plan-a fake relationship to keep their loved ones off their backs. But pretending quickly turns real, and JT must face his demons if he's ever going to let love in. In a town where everyone knows everyone, hearts are on the line, and love isn't always easy. Can these three couples overcome their pasts, trust in each other, and find the courage to fight for the love they deserve? Welcome to Gladewater, where second chances are just the beginning./0/90264/coverorgin.jpg?v=447b988da8c972c039db2ff03e534ae8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ashes to Phoenix: A Love Reborn
I pulled my fiancé from a car wreck just seconds before it exploded. The fire left my back covered in hideous scars, but I saved his life. For the four years he was in a coma, I gave up everything to be his caretaker. Six months after he woke up, he stood on stage at his comeback press conference. He was supposed to thank me. Instead, he made a grand, romantic declaration to Estelle, his childhood sweetheart, who was smiling from the audience. His family and Estelle then made my life a living hell. They humiliated me at a gala, ripping my dress to expose my scars. When I was beaten in an alley by thugs Estelle hired, Julian accused me of making it up to get attention. I lay in a hospital bed, bruised and broken, while he rushed to Estelle’s side because she was "scared." I overheard him tell her he loved her and that I, his fiancée, didn't matter. All my sacrifice, my pain, my unwavering love—it meant nothing. To him, I was just a debt he had to repay out of pity. On our wedding day, he kicked me out of the limo and left me on the side of the highway, still in my gown, because Estelle faked a stomach ache. I watched his car disappear. Then I hailed a taxi. "The airport," I said. "And step on it."/0/91562/coverorgin.jpg?v=9db83ee4a9a9b88baa0c12bbff22f7f2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chasing a Statue: Eight Years Lost
I spent eight years of my life trying to warm a statue. For six years, I chased Brooks Kane, the "Saint of Wall Street," and for two more, I lived in a hollow, unconsummated marriage, believing my love could melt his icy heart. I was wrong. The truth wasn't another woman; it was a doll. I found my husband in a secret chapel, praying to a life-sized doll with the face of his adopted sister, Chastity. He confessed his forbidden love for her, calling our marriage a cage he had to endure. When I tried to leave, Chastity smashed a bottle over my head. I woke up in the hospital with twelve stitches, but Brooks wasn't there. He was comforting her, tending to a scratch on her cheek while I bled. He even used his power to make my police report disappear, calling it an "unseemly family matter."/0/18561/coverorgin.jpg?v=92151a5057824e030dba8c9cf6ba8369&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pull You Closer Into Me
He needed a wife to deal with the pressure and expectations from his family, she needed a new husband to replace her groom, who ran away the day before the wedding. However, it turned out, they both had conflicting agendas. While Elsa, disappointed and disillusioned on the institution of marriage and love in general, thought their marriage was a simple business agreement, a temporary solution to save face from her embarrassing desertion. Soren, on the other hand, broke the contract and fell in love. He took advantage of every opportunity and used every underhanded and unfair means in his seduction book, to pull her closer to him day by day. What would he do to win her heart? Would she fall for his tricks and fall in love with him too?/0/82802/coverorgin.jpg?v=9389151db1b7c5c860c88d5fb6d223d6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Architect's Reckoning
I was on top of the world. Fresh off winning the National Design Award, my future as an architect in D.C. was limitless. Seraphina, the dazzling daughter of a Senator, was on my arm. That night, I planned to propose. But then came Marcus, her war-hero cousin, and everything shattered. In front of the city's elite, Sera chose him, declaring her new path, and publicly humiliated me with a stinging slap across my face. The next day, Senator Vance "informally" rescinded our engagement and canceled my project. My promising D.C. career was over, replaced by an exile to a grueling, isolated project in rural West Virginia. Broken and alone, I fell desperately ill, clinging to life in a rundown cabin. While fighting for survival, I received their wedding announcement-a seemingly cruel final blow, a double happiness symbol that felt like a twisted joke. I couldn't comprehend how the woman who had promised me forever could discard me so utterly, so publicly, then send a joyous wedding invitation while I lay dying. Was I truly so worthless that I deserved this utter destruction, this banishment where no one cared if I lived or died? But fate had other plans. A local herbalist, Clara, found me, nursed me back to health, and saved my life. We built a quiet, real life together, found true happiness, and started a family. Now, five years later, a husband and father, I' m back in D.C., and the ghost of my past, Seraphina, is demanding answers./0/92860/coverorgin.jpg?v=eac5ee2d5af1354b9cc720a46c4a8390&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In love with my bodyguard
I never wanted a bodyguard. Especially not Knox Pierce. Cold, dangerous, and too sexy for his own good. He waltzes into my colourful life like a drab of black, controlling my every move. I hate how much I want him. I hate how much he makes me want him. But Knox isn't here to protect me. He is here with a secret, and when I find out the truth, I realize that I am the pawn in a game that has no end./0/83451/coverorgin.jpg?v=943fbe56112015ff5b9f0a755321f34b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Revenge, My True Love
Julian Croft's career was on the brink. My father, General Vance, offered a solution: Julian would marry me. I remembered that deal. In my first life, I accepted it, blinded by stupid love. Julian smiled, handed me champagne, and then orchestrated a scandal that framed my father for treason. My father died in prison. My family was ruined. And I died alone, hit by a car, a ghost in my own life. The memory of the cold pavement against my cheek was still fresh. The hatred was a physical thing, a solid weight in my chest. He destroyed everything simply for access and power. But I was back. Before my father could speak, I stepped forward. "No," I said. "Julian Croft is not good enough to marry into the Vance family." Then, to everyone's shock, I walked straight to our quiet mechanic, Leo Martinez, a former Army Ranger who worked for our family. "Leo Martinez," I declared, "I want to marry you. Will you accept?" This time, my choice would rewrite history. My revenge would consume them all./0/87669/coverorgin.jpg?v=5e6e9c7332732e19746c178f9d4b2911&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Scorned Fiancée's New Life
For three years, my boyfriend Adelard’s ex-girlfriend, Aurore, haunted our relationship with her fake brain cancer. He swore his devotion to her was just pity, a sense of duty to his dying first love. Then, on our anniversary, he asked me to stand by while he held a fake wedding with Aurore. He claimed it was “therapy” to cure her jumbled memories and give her closure so we could finally be together. He swore it was the last thing he’d ever ask of me. But I soon discovered he’d known she was faking for months. I found the love letters he wrote to her on our anniversaries, on my birthdays. His friends, who knew the truth, mocked me in a language they thought I didn’t understand. He had never loved me. I was just a placeholder, a convenient stand-in until he could get closure with his true love. So when he publicly proposed to Aurore with a sky full of fireworks, I didn't cry. I packed my bags, took the company shares he'd 'gifted' me as a symbol of our future, and walked away. The next morning, I put on a different wedding dress. I was going to marry Grady Barber, the powerful heir my twin sister was supposed to marry. This time, I chose myself./0/21157/coverorgin.jpg?v=fbaec20b93f5331b036f6e268c16ec43&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Flames In The Fire
John and Ellie Bradley have the love everyone wants to have, except there is one problem, Ellie is sick. John has to balance his ill wife, job, and in-laws who want to run the show. As John cares for Ellie in what the doctors say will be her last days, he reflects on their marriage and a love of a lifetime./0/85398/coverorgin.jpg?v=12d8b086f41687bf3d4cebf04c861376&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Reluctant Bride
Lena Carter never expected to enter a billionaire's world; much less become his wife. A struggling artist desperate to save her late father's gallery, she has no choice but to accept Ethan Sinclair's proposal: one year of marriage, no strings attached, in exchange for the inheritance he needs. But life doesn't follow contracts. As the days pass, Lena glimpses a side of Ethan he keeps hidden from the world. And despite his better judgment, he finds himself drawn to the woman who refuses to be intimidated by him. When their carefully controlled arrangement is threatened by betrayal and scandal, will they emerge unscathed or will love redefine the terms of their deal?/0/22455/coverorgin.jpg?v=9fb78c0539303bdfd67da81d74816ecb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire Series: ASSASSIN
******COMPLETED****** A fearless and ruthless Assassin, Brianna Peters, was now able to finally execute her long-planned revenge against the person who ordered her parents’ untimely death when she was just five years old. Her first step was to get close to her enemy and that step was to become the new Personal Assistant and Executive Secretary for the founder and CEO of the LM Realtors Group, Lucien Michaelson. The only grandchild of her mortal enemy. What will happen if their worlds collide in a way one hopes, while the other despises it to be? What if Brianna who was supposed to kill Lucien turns out to be guarding him subconsciously against his enemies? Find out the exciting romance of Lucien and Brianna. The CEO and the ASSASSIN. In… The Billionaire’s ASSASSIN./0/41922/coverorgin.jpg?v=e0a6d9cff44b597bab18203d30589162&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Partner For The Rich Playboy
Ryan is a rich guy in desperate need of a girlfriend to present to his family. His friend successfully persuaded him to date Claire, a waitress in a restaurant he frequently eats in. Ryan had something else in mind, he wants Claire to be his fake romantic partner instead. There's a problem though,he doesn't get along with her often. Claire is a nice waitress and Ryan was one of the grouchy customers she renders her services to. She finds herself agreeing to a fake relationship with Ryan; The grouchy customer because she needed some money. They made a deal not to fall in love since it was a contract but as time flies, Claire began to question herself if it was really impossible to fall in love with an attractive rich playboy like Ryan./0/90265/coverorgin.jpg?v=75a76718f8809cd93f4ffcd425a1ea9e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wife, Donor, Victim: A Twisted Marriage
The doctor told me my body was reaching its limit. It was the fifth time I was donating bone marrow to save my son, Leo. But I pushed through the pain. My husband, Ethan, said he had a surprise waiting for me when I got home. I walked in to hear him talking with Leo’s live-in nurse, Geneva. My blood ran cold when I heard her call Leo their son. Hidden, I kept listening. The car “accident” right after our wedding that left me infertile? They planned it. My entire seven-year marriage was an elaborate lie, designed to turn me into the perfect, continuous donor for their biological child. My love wasn’t cherished; it was a tool to exploit me. I wasn't a wife or a mother. I was a walking blood bag. All the expensive gifts Ethan gave me after each donation weren’t from love. They were payments for my body parts. They found me collapsed on the floor, and the mask of the loving husband fell away completely. "Leo needs another donation," Ethan said, his voice flat. "The doctor will be here in an hour." When I refused, he had his security guards hold me down. I watched in horror as he took a syringe and drew my blood himself, my life force, to give to their son./0/91563/coverorgin.jpg?v=cf109386d573c0da9488f8323b01cc83&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Escape: A Marriage of Convenience
For five years, I was the perfect girlfriend. I stood by Adler when his family lost everything, helping him build a tech empire from scratch. I thought our love was real. But one night, I heard him moaning another woman's name in his sleep-Annika, the ex who abandoned him the second his money was gone. I realized with horrifying clarity that I wasn't his love. I was his placeholder. The cruelty was a slow burn that became an inferno. When a chandelier fell at a party, he instinctively saved her, leaving me to be crushed. He left me bleeding on the side of the road after a car crash to go comfort her. He chose her. Every single time. He told me he loved me, but his actions screamed that I was disposable. His love wasn't a home; it was a cage built of comfortable lies. After he abandoned me on a yacht to save Annika from her own staged drama, I was finally done. So when his sister begged me to help her escape an arranged marriage to a monstrous, disfigured recluse, I saw my escape. I texted her back, "Don't worry. I'll marry him."/0/85723/coverorgin.jpg?v=1ba8a533f7dafcb277fa52603fec88fc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Wedding Bells to Shattered Dreams
Five years. That' s how long I' d spent in Paris, dreaming of New York, of the life Liam and I would build. I was finally back, holding the custom cufflinks for our wedding, ready to surprise him at a fancy hotel where he' d told me to meet him for dinner. But I got the surprise instead. I saw him, laughing, his arm around Chloe, his assistant-the same girl who' d made my high school a living hell. They disappeared into the hotel, and moments later, his call came through, breezy and apologetic. "Something huge has come up. I' m deep in negotiations with a crucial client, I can' t get away. We have to postpone dinner." A crucial client. In a luxury hotel room. Then, Chloe' s text: a barrage of photos-Liam kissing her, her in Liam' s shirt, a selfie of them entering the hotel, her lips on his cheek. Underneath: "Hey old friend, long time no see. I' ve got my eyes on your fiancé, no need to give him up, I' ll just take him." The initial shock gave way to a cold, clear calm. The love, the devotion-it felt like a stupid joke. When Liam finally came home, I was packing. He tossed a cheap Eiffel Tower keychain on the table, a souvenir from his "client meeting." Then I heard his friends, Mark and Josh, laughing in the hallway, letting themselves in. "Is he still in there with Chloe?" Mark whispered loudly. "Of course," Josh snickered. "He' s got Ava flying back thinking they' re getting married, while he' s screwing his assistant. He' s a legend." "He says Ava' s a bore. And she doesn' t have that ugly scar on her back." The scar. The one Chloe gave me, pushing me down stairs. The one he' d comforted me about. And then, later, Liam came in with Chloe, her hand snaked around his arm. "Chloe needed a place to stay for a few days. Her apartment has a pest problem," he said, pouring her wine, in our home. Then I saw the prenatal vitamins behind the coffee maker. She wasn' t visiting. She was nesting. Chloe emerged from the bedroom, wrapped in Liam' s bathrobe, fake tears in her eyes. "I' m so sorry. I' ll just go sleep on the street." Liam rushed to her, wrapping his arms around her. "Look what you did! You made her cry! Apologize to her right now, or get out." I stared at him, at the stranger he had become. "Fine," I whispered. I grabbed my bag and walked out into the pouring rain. He pulled up beside me in his car. "Get in, Ava. Stop making a scene." I kept walking. He accelerated, then slammed the brakes, splashing dirty water all over me. "This is what you wanted, right? To be a martyr? Fine. Have fun." He sped off, leaving me bruised, wet, and heartbroken. But then my phone buzzed. It was my grandfather' s assistant. "Miss Miller, your engagement to Mr. Ethan Hayes has been formally agreed upon by both families." Liam' s older brother. The direct opposite of him. One engagement ended in a threat, and another began with a phone call. I knew then that this wasn't the end. It was a new beginning./0/19860/coverorgin.jpg?v=8bc5ba5cc005855748c24469feeb2111&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Found The Babies.
Terrence didn't waste a moment in pressing me up against the kitchen counter. "When..." He growled in my ear, "When we will be getting married, I will be your only king, do you get my point? Only one queen, no misters or mistresses. Just me, just you, and yeah, our babies." I shivered. ************************* Alyssa Reynolds found herself in a situation, while returning home from work, and she had three choices: 1. Simply walk away and forget that you ever heard the sound of wailing infants. 2. Call the police and inform them about the innocent wails. 3. Follow the sounds of the wails and take the matter in your hands, deciding what to do later. Being a kindhearted soul and a sucker for babies, she found herself choosing the third option, finding the two little lives. Two little lives that changed her whole life, her love life included. Her life now revolved around the babies as diapers, vomit and shit seemed to surround her. Just when she thought that now it's just her and the babies, her whole world flipped over and she found herself living under the same roof as the egotistical, obnoxious and hot-as-hell Terence Powers, the business tycoon who was not going to let the woman fend off for herself and the babies alone./0/42247/coverorgin.jpg?v=16d4fd9e93a243d69abdf2ec75521388&imageMogr2/format/webp)
