Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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The Billionaire Princeton Brothers and I
When Sakura once again meets the gorgeous brothers, Sebastian and Darcy Princeton, forbidden feelings are awakened and old flame ignites. As an orphan, Sakura is accustomed to being bullied and unloved. When she is taken in by the wealthy Princetons, she works hard to earn the family’s trust and love. Her endeavor, however, ultimately leads to a series of unfortunate incidents. Now years later, the twenty-three-year-old beauty dreads the moment she once again has to meet the seven gorgeous Princeton brothers, due to arrive for their cousin’s wedding. Dodging their very presence is next to impossible since the brothers are attracted to her like moths to a flame and thwart her escapes at every turn. This leads to tempting situations, awakens forbidden feelings, and ignites old flames that have been suppressed and lying dormant for many years. When she finds them vying for her, she is torn between Sebastian, the brother who loves her and watches over her from a distance, and Darcy, the brother who was once her best friend and now secretly yearns for her forgiveness and her love once again. Will Sakura choose one over the other, or accept them both as her heart’s desire? Falling for Sakura is a slow-burn ménage romance (MFM) and has a happy ending./0/80919/coverorgin.jpg?v=4a3dade7b823e0d7ebad1123224ca476&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's Ultimatum
I was seven months pregnant, a text from my distant husband, Ethan, promised a New Year's Eve "surprise." I desperately hoped it was a chance to mend our fraying marriage before the baby. But stepping into the upscale lounge, the "surprise" became my worst nightmare. Ethan was intimately draped around his executive assistant, Lily Vance, who was brazenly wearing my designer gown. His friends snickered, their amusement signaling my reaction was the only surprise. When confronted, Ethan showed no remorse, just cold annoyance. Lily gloated that my dress looked better on her. Then Ethan cruelly dismissed me, claiming I couldn't satisfy him, calling me "not exactly arousing." Lily sneered he needed "a real woman, not a... vessel." Overcome, I vomited, splattering her stolen dress. She shoved me, I fell, hitting a table, and my water broke. "The baby!" I gasped, but Lily convinced Ethan I was faking. He dragged me to a VIP restroom, locked me inside, dismissing my pleas for help as "drama." Alone, trapped, in agonizing labor, my phone lost, I heard their indifferent laughter, their intimacy, through the door. Hours later, strangers found me, covered in blood, barely breathing. I woke in a hospital, heart-shattering truth: my baby girl was stillborn. And Ethan, the man who'd built an empire with me, had blocked the hospital's desperate calls about our child. His utter callousness, his active neglect in our daughter's death, burned away every last shred of loyalty. He would not, could not, get away with this. In that sterile room, a cold, pure resolve ignited: he would pay for everything./0/86238/coverorgin.jpg?v=231f8631ea3300f75575f1f815c1229a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blinded By His Betrayal
The day began like any other. I, Ava Hayes, lived a fairytale life, the ballerina wife to tech mogul Mark Thompson. Our world, seemingly perfect, was a carefully constructed illusion. Then, a car accident stole my sight, plunging me into a suffocating darkness. Mark became my devoted shadow, my "eyes," his absolute love a fortress against my fear. But six weeks later, my sight miraculously returned in the dead of night. And through the sliver of moonlight, I saw my "devoted" husband whispering "I love you" to my stepsister, Chloe. The air rushed out of my lungs, the joy of recovered sight replaced by world-shattering pain. My perfect husband, my devoted protector, the man who' d promised to shield me from every shadow, was building a future with someone else. He thought I was blind, helpless, and broken. They were both counting on it. A cold, hard decision formed in the wreckage of my heart. If he wanted me blind, then blind I would be. I lay back down, pulling the covers up, my body still, my eyes wide open, now truly seeing everything for the first time. My plan began to take shape, turning assumed weakness into my greatest weapon./0/96250/coverorgin.jpg?v=ab45b5c3fb0f2a0973a8e027782327db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love in the Shadows of Legacy
Lily Rose, a creative and independent artist, who has faced numerous challenges in life finds herself in a predicament where she is named the sole beneficiary to the vast empire of Richard Thompson, the great billionaire, who happens to be the only uncle to Alexander Thompson. Alexander Thompson has longed for the CEO position to his uncle's empire and was both livid and dumbfounded when he found out his uncle had chosen an unfamiliar stranger over his own nephew. Driven by the desire to understand this unexpected decision, he embarks on a mission to find Lily. As they confront each other, intense emotions surface and they must face their true feelings. Will this task prove easy for them or will they find it impossible to overcome the barriers created by wealth and privilege?./0/37899/coverorgin.jpg?v=fd00572eb6ff77cad8f453cee83f5c3f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Altruistic Bride of the CEO
Asher Rodriguez is a reputed businessman and a billionaire who owns varieties of clubs and casinos in the city and is a cotton textile mogul. He is hot, virile, and manly with a six pack body. Girls swoon on his perfect physique but living a failed marriage and a father of a two year old daughter, Asher had lost interest in life. He had turned cold, unemotional and an insensitive boss who had no human values. But when he enters an unrespected wedlock with an innocent young girl almost half of his age everything changes in his life. ***** Phoenix Beatriz yearns for a dream of a loving and sincere life partner with a good home. As if her life was less troublesome, her drunkard father pawns her in marriage to a wealthy billionaire who is double her age. Chained with duties and commitments that she couldn't necessarily control, Phoenix's life was a tragedy in every respect. She was abused and ill treated by her step-mother and uncaring father accompanied with a lonely childhood. But is that all? There is a ray of light in every dark room. ***** Since Asher saw her, he's been denying his feelings for her, ignoring the void in his heart he knows only she could fill. Everything about them was wrong, the kind of wrong that felt so right. It was supposed to be only a business deal. Yet a deal he did not know that would make his life only more complicated than just twelve months to sort it out until nothing mattered to him in the world than her for whom he could even give away his life./0/23194/coverorgin.jpg?v=64f75b95cd5b13e960b523ab63aa3195&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love Me As I Am
Love!! Laura barely knew the meaning of that. She was an orphan, an orphan with no family and home but then one day she found it. Love!! It never lies, some say. She fell in love but the world has a weird way of coming back to us. Soon enough, her past came to become her future, after all, she told being raped as nothing. This taught her many lessons... Lessons from love, betrayal and friendships./0/46816/coverorgin.jpg?v=16a19717887946d75a174b10d466f7c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My CEO Bestie And Me
She fell in love with her best friend, but he failed to see her heart, until she decided to move on. Lerisa Jonah and Anthony Gregson were childhood best friend. She fell in love with him, but Anthony kept calling her his sister until she changed. Anthony tried to win her heart, will she forgive him and return to him. Find out./0/56828/coverorgin.jpg?v=b464b40848ad7fda0f9fbd949265dd04&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forced to Marry My Ex Brother-in-Law
"Your sister died, you should marry your brother-in-law, Nai!" I was forced to get married. After I took care of his little daughter, Rama became a polygamist when I gave birth without him! Living under the same roof with a mistress? Just look at it! I will repay you./0/22099/coverorgin.jpg?v=954a0df85a32e6a0c2c283a3bdea6d12&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wedding Day Vampire
In this thrilling fabrication, watch how a young woman gets an unexpected bloody surprise on her wedding day! Joana, a young lady plans to get married immediately after high school to the love of her life, Andrew on her 18th birthday. She is unaware that she descends from a historical line of vampires, and she has lived her whole life as a human, with no knowledge of the supernatural. Many years ago, her ancestor, Marylin Lou gave up her immortality to become a human. The sacrifice that was given by Lou to the supreme council to become human will become obsolete once the 200th descendant turns 18, and all of Lou's descendants will be born as humans until that time. Joana just happens to be the 200th descendant, and is fated to become a vampire on her 18th birthday, the day she plans on getting married. Will Joana be able to give up her plans of getting married to join the vampire world?, will she be able to adapt to the new life she is about to encounter? This is a story of love, mystery, drama, and more importantly, Vampires! Find out how Joana handles her fate in "Wedding day Vampire" This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events, or locales is entirely coincidental./0/85456/coverorgin.jpg?v=b40a7d1cad8b6acfb663a8b2395891a8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal's Sting: A Husband's Reckoning
Tonight was supposed to be special. Our fifth anniversary. I' d booked our favorite restaurant, bought a new shirt Chloe loved. Then, scrolling through social media, a photo from her company' s group chat caught my eye. Chloe, laughing, her hand resting on the arm of her intern, Liam. The caption called it "burning the midnight oil." I called it a lie. I typed a reply, directly into the chat: "Looks like fun. Chloe, I\'m still waiting for our anniversary dinner. The reservation was for seven." My phone rang instantly. It was Chloe, her voice a furious hiss. "What the hell do you think you\'re doing? Are you trying to embarrass me?" "Embarrass you?" I retorted, her dismissive tone burning me. "I' m sitting here alone on our anniversary. You told me you were stuck in a meeting." She called me needy, childish, then hung up. All my sacrifices, my life savings poured into her startup, the sleepless nights coding her company' s foundation – for this? To be a ghost in her shiny, successful life? The truth was laid bare: I was just an afterthought. I looked at our wedding photo, so full of hope, then slowly, deliberately, turned it face down. Then I blocked her. The next morning, her company's lead engineer called, panicking. "It's the Genesis build. It's a complete disaster. Liam broke it." Chloe had brushed off my warnings about Liam's sloppy code. She called him a rockstar. Now, she needed me to fix her golden boy' s mess. She sent her assistant to drag me to the office. Then Chloe herself called from the assistant's phone. "Ethan Miller, you get down here right now!" She tried to smooth-talk me, sweet-talking about "us." And then I heard it. A soft, wet sound, a kiss. And Liam' s voice. "Is he giving you trouble, boss? Let me talk to him." Chloe' s hushed, affectionate whisper: "It's fine, sweetie. I've got this." My world stopped. "Sweetie?" I repeated, the word dripping with mock sweetness. "Is that what you call your interns now, Chloe?" The betrayal, concrete and undeniable, sliced through me. All that anger, all that pain, crystallized into one chilling realization: "You don't need me. You need my work. There's a difference." "Consider your contract terminated," she threatened. "Consider it terminated," I replied, and hung up. I finally felt nothing. Just a vast, empty space where five years of my life used to be. I was done./0/81858/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1a943cd1c1793c6ca9a4f0ae8ad24bf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Woman Who Sold His Empire
Ava Miller lived a dream life, running a successful interior design firm, and happily married to her college sweetheart, tech CEO Ethan Hayes. Their bond felt unbreakable, solidified by years of shared history and Ethan's fierce vow never to cheat, a promise backed by a prenup securing 70% of his assets for Ava if he ever strayed. But a creeping shadow emerged: Chloe Vance, a former intern, obsessed with Ethan, staging public scenes and faking crises. Ava dismissed her as a nuisance, always trusting Ethan to handle such issues firmly. On their third anniversary, Ava surprised Ethan at his gleaming office tower, a small gift in hand, wishing for a rare spontaneous moment. She pushed open the door to his private office and found Chloe there, half-dressed in Ethan's silk shirt, suggestively caressing his cherished Montblanc pen-Ava's gift to him. Ethan walked in, stopping dead, his eyes wide with guilt, looking first at Chloe, then at Ava. He stammered, then shockingly asked Ava to "handle" Chloe, to "get her dressed," claiming she was "in a fragile state." Ava was stunned; this was entirely unlike the man who once had security remove Chloe instantly. Later that evening, she watched him carefully clean and pocket the very Montblanc pen Chloe had just defiled. That was it. The pen, his treasure, now tainted, yet still cherished above all. A cold, hard clarity replaced her shock and pain. The next morning, Ava walked to their safe deposit box and retrieved the prenuptial agreement. Then she picked up her phone and called Liam Walker, Ethan's biggest business rival./0/56046/coverorgin.jpg?v=10dae43a23251425a5d159bc0cf6f340&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MATED TO HIM: HIS HYBRID MATE
SYNOPSIS " I think I am running wild at this rate, I don't mind turning into a gay because I have fallen deeply in love with you to turn back now," Alpha Reese said in his usual hoarse voice as he pinned Snow to the wall. " But I am a boy, Alpha" Snow's voice came out soft and shallowed because of the closeness he shared with the Alpha. " That's it, I am already running crazy as it is" Alpha Reese sighed and released Snow. " But what if I tell you that I am a girl" Snow muttered, making Alpha Reese's eyes widen in nothing but total shock. " You're a girl?" He asked to be sure he heard her right. " Yes, and my name is Ivora." Ivora, a human with a tragic past involving werewolves, disguises herself as a boy named Snow. Little does she know, she is destined to be the mate of Alpha Reese, a fearsome leader. When Ivora discovers her hybrid lineage as a werewolf and witch, her secret as a girl poses a dangerous revelation to Reese. What would be the reaction of Alpha Reese, if he found out that Snow is a girl, not a boy as he claimed?/0/31329/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b96f4eec7fa4f97ce86ca1ed4d17d1f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Was it love - A billionaire's maid
"What happens when the person you were waiting for so long ends up belonging to someone else? " Whom would you blame? .... Peter is the youngest son of Xavier Richards and Suzan Richards. He was born with not a silver but a golden spoon in his mouth. He grew up with a broken heart and loads of emotional burdens. ....... Teresa was an orphan. She suffered innumerable physical traumas. Abuse. But that could never dampen her golden soul. ..... The two that were meant to compliment eachother were pulled close and then apart time and again by the twist of fate...taking us on a journey of a love story that was unconventional.... Controversial. A rich heir... A billionaire... Falling for a mere homeless maid./0/80294/coverorgin.jpg?v=458e6be820a87448803466dfc54f2281&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn, He Still Hated Me
I was Eleanor Baker, the architect who built the Harrington empire from the ground up, designed their iconic skyscrapers, and was destined to marry the heir, James. Then, on my 65th birthday, James dropped the bomb: he was changing his will, honoring his long-dead first love, Olivia. My life's work, my shares, everything was gone. The betrayal *killed* me. Only, I opened my eyes in the past. James was there, reborn too, his gaze already holding the cold disgust that would define our future. He still wanted Olivia, who was now alive. So I walked away, giving up everything, only to be ambushed by the press, publicly humiliated, and left bleeding on the street, my heart and my legacy shattered. How could a lifetime of devotion and building be erased in an instant? Could the man I once loved possibly be so cruel, even in a second chance at life? Was I destined to be nothing more than a discarded architect, overshadowed by a ghost? But just as I thought it was over, a stranger offered a chance. A visionary project, a new beginning, a path to reclaim my talent and build a future far beyond anything I'd ever imagined. This time, I'm building for myself./0/81702/coverorgin.jpg?v=ba4cc5f8a09607c6667ccabd70452c71&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Voice, Their Sacrifice
I lived a quiet life on the Texas frontier, raised by my kind adoptive parents, Jed and Elara. My childhood sweetheart, Ethan, left for the city with a promise: he' d become a lawyer, make a fortune, and come back for me. He even sealed it with a small, simple ring. I wore it close to my heart, dreaming of our future. Then came the letter. Not from Ethan, but a cold, typewritten announcement of his engagement to Miss Seraphina Thorne, formally dismissing me as a simple frontier girl. That same day, I found Jed and Elara in the smokehouse. Not whole. Brutally, impossibly changed. I stood there, knife in hand, blood on my dress, when the first neighbor screamed. The sheriff arrested me for their murder. My silence earned me the town' s fury; they called me a monster, just as a spiritualist had once warned. Ethan returned, with Seraphina, who watched my public humiliation with a faint, cruel smile. They "found" Ethan' s old engagement letter on me, making it look like a crime of passion. But the real horror came later, in my jail cell. Someone, in the dark, had cut out my tongue. I couldn't speak, couldn't explain the unexplainable. How could I have murdered the only family I knew, the people who sacrificed everything to protect my deepest secret? Their love, their desperate final act, was twisted into my damnation. Who truly took my voice? And how could I, a survivor, explain a sacrifice so profound it defied sanity? But when Ethan, seeing my injuries, finally faced me, I knew I had to break my agonizing silence, even without a voice. With a trembling hand, charcoal on wood, I began to write. This, then, is the truth of Anya Brightwater: a tale not of murder, but of relentless love, ancient blood debts, an American frontier built on lies, and a secret that would shatter everything they thought they knew./0/89211/coverorgin.jpg?v=4040a6a088490757ff29058baefe0170&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Antidote, Her Torment
For five years, I was Julian Heath's dirty little secret. As the CEO of a tech empire, he was a king, but a rare neurotoxin made him a prisoner. My unique biochemistry was his only antidote, requiring hours of intimate contact to keep him alive. He was convinced I was the one who poisoned him—an obsessed stalker who had trapped him in a disgusting dependency. Tonight, he gave me the "attention" he said I always craved, live-streaming a video of our most private moments to a private auction. As the bids climbed, he introduced me to his new fiancée, Cassandra. She was his real savior, he announced. Her family had developed a permanent cure, derived from my own blood. After tonight, he would finally be free of me. He had it all wrong. I wasn't born with the antidote. I was a biochemist who spent a year in a hidden lab modifying my own genetic code, turning myself into a living cure to save the man I'd loved since childhood. He left me in that room with the live stream still playing, his laughter echoing down the hall. The love I had for him turned to ash. I walked out, found a payphone, and made a call to the only person who knew the truth. "I want you to help me fake my death."/0/22256/coverorgin.jpg?v=5491a7f9663c642296fe3adc826dadb8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Contract Marriage With My Boss
A marriage bound by a contract, and she obliged to accept it. He was her boss, and she was his secretary. She gave him everything he wanted, but her love was neglected, but when she decided to leave, he offered her a contract marriage to make her stay. But, someone occupied his heart, and he couldn’t offer anything to her except his talent on the bed. After their marriage, she endured the pain, but scheme after scheme destroyed her tolerance. Finally, she was ready to leave him, but suddenly he refused to let her go. Charles seemed to feel her sorrow, hugged her suddenly, and whispered, “Sarah, you can trust me. I won’t ever be with her. You are different from all those other women. I really want to be with you. If I didn’t, then I wouldn’t have cut off relationships with all other women. Don’t you believe me now?” Sarah sobbed gently, “If you have accepted that it’s over with her, why do you still keep her photo in your wallet? Why do you still miss her? Don’t you see how it’s hurting me?” Charles stared at her, “She’s just another woman from my past!” The atmosphere between them became suffocating, and Charles said in a low voice, “Sarah, have I told you that you could leave? Remember, I’m your boss. You are my secretary and my wife!” Angrily, Charles shouted again, “Sarah, I’m your man!” “Uh? My man?” Sarah laughed and stared at him. Tears began to slip down her cheeks, “Are you, my man? Mr. President, I am just a mere possession of yours and never become your wife! Set free, I’m begging you!”/0/83110/coverorgin.jpg?v=deefe2d34c86e959c8ddeb4566d168c2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For Her Regret
For 15 years, Lena and I were Apex and Viper, Sentinel Group's best. We moved like ghosts, always got the job done. I thought our bond was iron, that nothing could break what we had. A lifetime together, quiet, away from it all – that was the future I saw. Then Julian Thorne, a tech billionaire's son, walked into our lives. I saw the shift in Lena's eyes, a flicker I hadn't wanted to acknowledge. Her laughter grew too loud, too often with him, and her subtle jabs at me turned sharper, more dismissive. She started calling him Julian, shared operational details she shouldn't have, and openly mocked my ruggedness, insisting Julian preferred 'polish.' My gut twisted when he tossed our custom-made challenge coin in the air – the symbol of our unbroken partnership, given to him like trash. But nothing hit harder than her cold laugh, "A future? With you? Don't be ridiculous, Alex. You think I' d ever be with someone like you?" Twenty years of belief, shattered in an instant. The woman I loved, my partner for fifteen years, saw me as nothing but a grunt, a relic, beneath her ambition. The pain was a physical blow, a cold, hard truth: this wasn't a partnership. To her, it was just a job, and Julian Thorne, a shiny, disposable perk. Watching her laugh with him, the knot in my gut tightened, then snapped. I pulled out my burner phone, the one I hadn't touched in years. "Grandfather," I said, my voice rough, "It's Alex. About that arrangement… is it still on the table?" It was time to leave everything behind, to find a peace she could never offer./0/82015/coverorgin.jpg?v=6e4223d60a7acaf1cfa33a7f98e83ed8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
