Romance Books for Women
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When His Ex Walked Back In
For three years, I was Ava Chen, an architect indispensable to Marcus Thorne by day, and his secret, devoted lover by night, clinging to a desperate hope he’d finally see me. Then, his glamorous ex-fiancée, Isabelle Duval, reappeared. Marcus’s public adoration for her was a public discard of me, shattering every fragile hope. The office became her stage for my degradation. Isabelle, bathed in Marcus’s favoring eye, physically and emotionally abused me—from demanding dog water to feigning accidental spills of scalding coffee. Each time, Marcus, the man I loved, sided with her, his eyes cold, devoid of concern for my pain. The ultimate betrayal came at a company party. Isabelle publicly ripped my dress, falsely branding me a thief. Marcus, watching all, then told me, his voice flat and final: "Ava, perhaps it’s best you go home. You’re just not important enough to make a fuss over." Not important enough? After years of silent devotion and secret partnership, was that truly all I amounted to in his eyes? Broken, humiliated, and stripped of dignity, I packed my life. The next day, I resigned. I didn’t just quit Thorne & Sterling; I walked away from New York, from Marcus Thorne, and from the broken woman I’d become. But the question remains: Can I truly heal from such a wound and finally find my own irreducible worth?/0/79743/coverorgin.jpg?v=f181ee793c4aee855f86d8ecf325bef0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Weeks Before My Wedding, My Fiancé Forgot Only Me
My wedding to Ethan Reed was just weeks away. After seven years, I was certain of our perfect future. Then, Ethan claimed "selective amnesia" from a head injury, forgetting only me. I tried to make him remember, until I overheard his video call. "Total genius move," he boasted to friends. His amnesia was a fake "hall pass" to pursue influencer Chloe Vance before our wedding. Heartbroken, I feigned belief. I endured his open flirting with Chloe and their taunting selfies. He mocked my distress, prioritizing Chloe's fake emergency. After an accident he caused, he abandoned me, injured, choosing to send Chloe to the hospital first. He even tried to cut me off financially. How could my fiancé be this cruel, calculating monster? His betrayal poisoned every memory. I felt like a fool for trusting such boundless cruelty. His audacity left me reeling. But I wouldn’t be his victim. Instead of breaking, a cold plan formed. I would shed my identity, become Olivia Carter. I would disappear, leaving him, my past, and his engagement ring behind forever, claiming my freedom./0/47370/coverorgin.jpg?v=3bf590737ad17ccff63ed9621c8eedec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her wrong groom.
when Ava Brown finds out that her groom was exchanged on her wedding day and she ended up marrying the wrong person, she vowed to deal with the two men who deceived her. Ava Brown, the twenty four year old daughter of Mr Steven Brown owner of world's largest automobile company was someone who no one dared mess with. Haven grown up with power and fame, she had a bad and snotty attitude making a lot of people her enemies but that doesn't stop her from being ruthless to anyone who crosses her part especially to her fake groom. But things take a different turn when she realized that the man she got married to was the world famous fashion designer who kept a low profile and no one actually knew him but he always positioned himself to be someone who causes trouble and of no use. The story takes a major twist when Bryan Whyte is back to take his bride but a seed of romance has already been sowed in the two of them. While Bryan tries so hard to tear them apart, the two keeps getting drawn to each other and the longing in their eyes could not go unnoticed. Romance blooms between the ruthless Ava Brown and the no name Zeke with the villain Bryan whyte who will not allow them to be together. A romance action filled novel that will keep you hooked up/0/61765/coverorgin.jpg?v=d73120a140fd7b95e9c3f54d4e6321a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lure of His Kiss
Three years into my engagement with Ethan, he secretly got involved with my best friend. He openly flaunted his new girlfriend in our social circle and repeatedly allowed the mistress to provoke me, turning me, his childhood sweetheart, into a complete joke. He was sure I wouldn’t make a scene and would tolerate him, until my new man handed me a wedding invitation and then posted our marriage certificate. When Ethan knelt down to apologize and try to win me back at my wedding, I stood beside my rich man in Alexander, looking at him coldly. "Having been with someone like you, I find it embarrassing."/0/81867/coverorgin.jpg?v=a235781c75c867f39732ce760b43aace&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Ruin Them
I died at eighty-nine. Not in peace, but after decades trapped in my own paralyzed body. A car accident had turned me into a "vegetable," or so my husband, Mark, conveniently told everyone. He then reaped a massive disability settlement from my "condition"-enough to fund his entire lifetime. My lifetime, however, was spent trapped, agonizingly aware of every whispered conversation, every stolen dollar, every moment they thought I was gone. Mark, his kids Jessica and Kevin, even his ex-wife Brenda-they all saw me as nothing more than a lucrative shell. They feasted on my money. He'd fabricated a marriage certificate and coerced his doctor cousin to lie about my infertility and exaggerate my paralysis for a bigger payout. I watched, helpless, as Jessica manipulated my "care" to ensure the cash flow, and Kevin blamed me for all his failures. For decades, I endured this living hell, a silent scream trapped within. The sheer injustice of their monstrous betrayal festered, turning my soul into a crucible of rage. Why was I forced to endure such vile exploitation, unable to fight back? Then, darkness. And then, light. I was back. Younger, whole, sitting in a vibrant garden, enveloped by party noise. Every agonizing memory of their avarice and the hell they put me through was crystal clear. This time, their greed wouldn't just be their undoing-I would ensure it./0/25171/coverorgin.jpg?v=c053e3dac855e4a21a19ffa4e4e71772&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CEO Daddy, Don't Go Too Far
Six years ago, she ran away from her misfortune, but then fell into another one, she had sex with a man who was drunk at that night, then she escaped. Six years later, she was "sold" to that man's group by three children! "Corrine, I heard that the father of your three children is dead? Come, give me an explanation." He asked coldly, his look was gloomy. "That's right, and it was me who buried him." Corrine answered, she smiled and blinked her eyes slightly, pretending to be innocent. "Oh, Are you sure? So who was that guy last night?" He asked and smiled grimly. When a cold person met a cunning person, who could be the winner? Who was the master of love and who could capture the other person's heart? Let's see who was the winner./1/112120/coverorgin.jpg?v=192632dd72538bce3ad067ff4e31dae4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Regret: Too Late to Love
He betrayed his wife. He buried her memory. And he never knew she carried his sons. Allen Hale had everything-power, wealth, and a woman who loved him without conditions. Until he chose another woman and signed away his marriage without regret. Mia Hale vanished the night their divorce was finalized. The world said she died. Allen believed it-and moved on. But Mia lived. Reborn as Iris Morris, the sole heiress of a legendary billionaire dynasty, she returns years later with unimaginable power... and two twin boys Allen never knew existed. Boys with their eyes. His blood. His past. As Iris quietly dismantles Allen's empire, he's forced to face the truth: the woman he destroyed is the one holding his future-and the sons he never deserved. Now regret is no longer a feeling. It's a reckoning. Mia must decide if the man who broke her heart deserves a place in her sons' lives... or if some betrayals come with no second chances. Because some loves are realized too late- and some regrets last forever./0/84032/coverorgin.jpg?v=afa03fe4cd0a6adaff34b7c23f7728ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Chef Who Cooked Up Divorce
On our third wedding anniversary, I left my restaurant early, the scent of success clinging to my whites, a silver locket meant for my wife, Jocelyn, burning a hole in my pocket. But when I found her at her Silicon Valley office, she wasn't waiting for me; she was laughing, head tilted back, with Caleb Blakely, her old flame. My blood ran cold when she introduced me, her husband of three years, as merely a "friend who collaborates on catering events," right after I watched her sign the divorce papers I' d cunningly hidden within a fake contract. Over the next weeks, I watched her prioritize his manufactured crises, accept his cronuts while ignoring our vanishing past, and heard her speak to him with the intimate warmth she hadn't shown me in years. I lay in a hospital bed, shattered from a car crash, while the woman who vowed to be my life partner, was busy celebrating Caleb' s birthday, completely oblivious to my situation. That same evening, standing in the quiet, empty apartment I' d secretly moved my life into, I looked out at the city lights and finally calmly said, "It's over, Jocelyn. We' re over."/0/36338/coverorgin.jpg?v=d72196bc83f8d7a54901a360135bb6b7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Marriage to Cure A Broken Billionaire
"I will never marry and pass this curse on to another human being. Do you understand? It's your fault that I'm broken! I will never give you the satisfaction of having a child from me! I will remain a lonely man! I promise you that!" "They say you should; never say, Never." Dexter Lee is about to find out why that statement is so true. Though he meant every word he said, despite being tall, dark, and handsome, it doesn't hurt that he is the only son of one of the 3% wealthiest Billionaire families in the world. He's the kind of man a girl can only wish to obtain because he checks all the boxes perfectly on the outside. Yes, Dexter Lee would have been perfect if he wasn't a broken man with a haunting secret that only a unique martial bond could cure. But he promises Never to Marry. All that will change when he unimaginably meets the most unlikely and intriguing girl. Is Tameka Tran the cure this broken man needs? Or will she only make his lonely existence more miserable? It's a riveting sweet romance novel. No cheating. No cliffhangers. Happy ending? You'll have to read it to find out.![The Heir's Secrets [Mafia Games 1]](https://cos-enres.cdreader.com/site-322(new)/0/20440/coverorgin.jpg?v=b6c42b2ad3a19be79339ab70db7a9fea&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heir's Secrets [Mafia Games 1]
After moving to Italy, Mykaela pursues a modeling career with Miles Falco's help and a newfound sense of normalcy. All seems well and routine until unforeseen circumstances ruin the illusion and force her back to New York. Miles Falco, an artist enjoying the Italian countryside, must choose between the simple life he loves and being successor to a clan of influential businessmen contending for power in all of Europe. Can he escape his predetermined fate? A life of deceit, chaos, and deadly encounters with the mafia? ◆ PG-15 ◆ Genres: Mafia, Romance, Crime, Mystery ◆ cover design: mxian/1/122966/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ea9ea328269db611ae5a8e9a8f89bc6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After Divorce I Became A Zillionaire
She has loved him all her life, she married him to save him from his vicious girlfriend but all she got in return was hatred and mistreatment from him and his girlfriend, when she couldn't endure anymore she did what he has always wanted, she signed the divorce papers Two years later, she's back with three gorgeous sons and was now a Zillionaire, her husband knelt before her at the airport "Please forgive me wifey" "Ex.." She remarked./0/24658/coverorgin.jpg?v=14286c683b8a06994bd14d13d10b0ded&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia's Scars
Yelena: Scarred, Haunted by her nightmares, and completely alone. Domenico: Powerful, Boss of the underworld, and Possessive of one person. They met back in high school and almost fell in love when Yelena was betrayed by Dom so she ran away for two years. Dom didn't stop looking for her until he found her and he discovered a way to keep her his forever, he asked his father to make an arranged marriage between their families to avoid wars and blood. "I was wondering when you'd show up." pausing for a second to turn around she continued "Dom." "Hello, Sweetheart."/0/86628/coverorgin.jpg?v=b8ab6e238e7d14a28dbaea7ea7b05621&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal In A Care Package
My phone buzzed on the workbench, a welcome distraction from the failing painting in front of me. It was Sophia, my wife, her voice sweet and composed, the way it always was for her millions of online followers. She needed a "care package" for a wilderness retreat, a three-hour drive away, in a brewing storm. I, the dutiful husband, agreed. But when my beat-up sedan skidded and the box burst open, my world shattered. It wasn' t camping gear. It was a collection of expensive adult toys and delicate lingerie-things she' d never worn for me. My "care package" was for her sponsored student, Liam. The realization hit me like a physical blow. This wasn' t a mistake; it was a brazen betrayal, and the sweetest voice I knew had just ripped my heart out. A cold dread settled in my chest, a hollow, aching void. Then my phone buzzed again. "Ethan, where are you? It' s taking forever! Liam and I are getting really bored out here. And we need that stuff." Bored. They were bored, waiting for their toys, while I drove three hours to deliver the proof of my shattered marriage. The sweetness in her voice was gone now, replaced by sharp impatience. The last thread of denial snapped. This was a deliberate, cruel mockery. A rage, cold and hard, started to simmer beneath the pain. She wasn't going to get away with this. "I' m close," I said, my voice flat and unfamiliar. "I' ll be there soon." I would deliver her package. And then I would look her in the eye./0/83708/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7c0f78d2ccaccfaea0f287da26a624f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Devoted Wife To Indifferent Stranger
The official report said my husband, Liam, a heroic smokejumper, died saving me from a wildfire. Pregnant and heartbroken, I tried to end my life, only to wake in a hospital bed, the world a muffled blur of pain and grief. Then, a voice cut through the fog – Liam's. He was alive, outside my room, telling a buddy the "story was solid" and everyone thought he was dead. My world didn't just burn; it was pure, calculated arson. I heard him choose Claire, his twin brother's fragile fiancée, over me, his pregnant wife, dismissing my suffering with a chilling "Ava has Noah. She has her family. They'll take care of her." He planned to assume his deceased brother's identity and money, all for her. The man I worshipped, the hero, was a cold, calculating stranger who had discarded me and our unborn child for another woman. Every memory, every shared dream, turned to ash in that hospital room. Lying there, the old Ava died. A new one was forged in betrayal and ice, and the first act of this new woman was to accept my childhood friend Noah's long-standing marriage proposal, right under Liam's nose. The game was far from over./0/20116/coverorgin.jpg?v=5394417a625eea01633fda2801e2bab6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Ruthless Love Master
"Where's she?" Master Khalid asked as he trailed his eyes around for his target. He found her beside her sister but still walked by and went to lean against a table. "Come over" he ordered and Octavia knew the order was for her. But when she tried to move, she noticed her legs were too heavy. Oh damn it! She needed to do this. She swallowed hard and forced her legs to move, walking closer to him. And as she approached him, she noticed the rings on his fingers. He had gold rings on all his left handed fingers. She got to where he was and stood before him, her gaze low. A mixed smell of cigarette and delicate fragrance clunged around him. "You want to be a part of my clan, huh?" He asked and Octavia only nodded - slowly. "Hm",- he moved from the table. "You have a lot to learn, young lady" he spoke calmly as he moved behind her. Octavia brows arched,,wondering why he was going to stand behind her. Suddenly, he touched her hair. "First", he held and yanked the hair and Octavia winced. "When you're talking to me, you don't just nod. You make use of your tongue". Octavia nodded in deep breaths, but getting a grip of herself, she quickly added: "yes master". Khalid huffed and let go of her hair, then went to stand in front of her. He lifted his hands to her chest and Octavia's eyes dimmed. "What?" She almost called out, but bit her lips to prevent her from talking. Khalid got hold of her b**bs and pinched her nipple and Octavia couldn't help but wince out. "Ah" she gave a very slight sound and was almost forced to move away from him. "Still a virgin?" He asked and she nodded but quickly added "Yes Master". Khalid chuckled immediately, alongside his boys who actually laughed. "Are you being serious?" A dark smirk still lingered on his lips. "You can't be a virgin and work for Master Khalid. You'll need to chose one". * Khalid was known as the cruel leader of his group of bad companions - a group known to be involved in all forms of illegal activities. They were worst than a mafia group. Innocent Octavia shows up one day and begs to be a part of his group for reasons best known to her. But in order to achieve that, she had to let go of her innocence, had to let go of her cold lifestyle and act like one of them. She had to obey all the Master's rules./0/84357/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106204416&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Faked Love, His Real Power
I stood on the manicured lawn of a Newport mansion, celebrating my fourth anniversary with my wife, Sabrina, convinced of our love despite her family' s snobbery. Then I heard her mother' s voice, clear as a bell, speaking of Sabrina marrying her ex-boyfriend, Ryan. Her brother, James, sneered that our marriage was "just a front," and Sabrina' s small, demure smile confirmed the horrific truth. My world shattered as Sabrina looked me in the eye, not with regret, but with cold irritation, telling me I didn' t belong and was embarrassing her. "You' re pathetic," James spat, laughing when I calmly stated I owned the very mansion we stood in, the anonymous investor "E.L." they all sought. Sabrina' s fury flashed as she accused me of ridiculous lies, her mother claiming I was jeopardizing a major deal, all while they planned to marry her off to Ryan. The humiliation was suffocating when Ryan shoved me, condescendingly telling me to "stick around" and learn. Tears welled in Sabrina' s eyes, not for me, but for herself, as she whispered she had truly been "saving herself for Ryan." How could she say she loved me just last night, only to betray me like this? Fine. They wanted a show, I' d give them one – a reveal that would obliterate their entire world./0/81437/coverorgin.jpg?v=70643ccd9aae9fe148468c8eb3be5dc7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Unyielding Return
My name is Sarah Miller, and I gave up everything for the man I loved. When a scandal threatened my fiancé Ethan Vance's political ambitions, I sacrificed my family's ancestral land and treasured heirloom locket to the ruthless Arthur Sterling, clearing Ethan's massive debt. I then endured brutal months in Sterling's notorious sweatshop, working until my body broke, leaving me with a permanent limp and a jagged scar. But the day Ethan won his election, the news crushed me: he was engaged to Tori Sterling, Arthur Sterling's cruel daughter. I limped to his victory celebration, desperate for his promised future, only for him to look me dead in the eyes and publicly declare, "I don't know you." Tori sneered, branding me a "delusional ex," and amid their mocking laughter, Ethan had Sterling's enforcers banish me from town. How could the man I crippled myself for betray me so utterly, abandoning me for the very family who orchestrated my ruin? Cast out, every sacrifice seemingly for nothing, a searing injustice ignited a desperate fire within me. Limping away from everything I knew, I set my sights on whispered legends of a hidden community, The Hollow. I would seek refuge there, not to hide, but to forge a new destiny and, one day, demand the fierce justice I deserved./0/18494/coverorgin.jpg?v=90815d27a25f5394bf597bb1f6658d26&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Money Darling
A love child who failed to fulfill her father's wish for a son and was abandoned by her mother at birth, Leona grew up in the Ling household, being scorned at by her step-mother. Although born in a wealthy business family, she had to fund her tuition fees and living expenses on her own by doing part-time jobs. Just an honest and respectable life that could break the lifelong curse of being an illegitimate child - was all she ever asked from life. He was her sister’s fiance, the dashing CEO of an international trade company, and a man who had many women swooning over him. He said he wanted her, he wanted her to be his. She tried so hard to resist his charm. But just like a firefly to the fire, she failed to save herself from his passional pursuit./0/95064/coverorgin.jpg?v=eb38655143bdcb6ed2979da1bb22ae6c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Drugged, Jilted, Now A Billionaire's Wife
My fiancé of twenty years left me at the altar for another woman, a manipulative liar faking a terminal illness. To grant her "dying wish," he not only demanded a divorce but personally injected me with a drug to ensure I could never have children. On the day he tried to marry her, I entered a proxy marriage with a comatose billionaire to escape-and my new husband woke up./0/83384/coverorgin.jpg?v=8a1bfa6322fa336294b8a834c12b4aa2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
