Romance Books for Women
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Rule of a ruthless king.
Princess Aurelia of Northlaye lives in constant fear of her father King Edric. His sudden demand of her betrothal to prince Mallon of Ailingdale against her will is nothing compared to the cold, hard and brutal way his constant treatment is of her and the people of his own kingdom. Aurelia secretly tries to help her people from starvation and neglect in hopes her father will never find out. With her late mother no longer around to guide her, Aurelia must fight against her fear with her true confidant, the house servant Maude. A new and unlikely friendship and romance has Aurelia clutching to the hope things can get better, that is until King Edric hits her with his most ruthless blow of all. Will Aurelia keep her courage through all she has to face? or will her stone cold father keep her down for good?/0/82334/coverorgin.jpg?v=dd89762aaae37591359fe76e34eaffe3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chasing The Star He Lost
Everyone knew Ava Chen was just keeping Dr. Julian Vance' s spot warm. He, a brilliant Columbia astrophysicist; I, a New York financial analyst. We were dating, but his great love, my former best friend Chloe, was merely on fellowship, her return an unspoken ticking clock. The clock exploded the day Julian stood me up at City Hall for our marriage license. An Instagram story appeared instead: Julian, smiling, at Chloe' s surprise welcome-back party. My heart didn' t just break; it fractured into a dull, final ache. I shredded the marriage application. Later, Chloe brought a drunken Julian to my apartment, his subtle taunts confirming my place. He then whispered it: "Chloe." The ultimate affront. His cold, indifferent "Take the pill" solidified our transactional reality. I was a placeholder. My deep love unrequited, our relationship a cruel joke of neglect and manipulation. Why did I cling to a love that never truly saw me? But my tears turned to cold fury. I canceled wedding leave, applied for a senior analyst role in London. I would shed the "placeholder" and forge a fierce new beginning, on my own terms./0/84837/coverorgin.jpg?v=d4cd66f5490bd5a4964ceda902b510bc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Chef's Stolen Life
One moment, I was Scarlett, the culinary world's rising star, my hands turning simple ingredients into art. The next, a brutal car crash stole everything: my sense of taste and smell, my career, my future. My boyfriend, Ethan, stayed by my side, a devoted rock, bringing me medication for pain, assuring me of his unwavering love while I swallowed tasteless food, devoid of joy. But one night, a overheard conversation shattered my broken world: Ethan, conspiring with my half-sister Bethany, revealing the "accidental" crash was orchestrated, the "pain medicine" was suppressing my recovery, all to ensure Bethany won a culinary competition. The man who swore he loved me had meticulously dismantled my life for her, his every sweet word a lie. I swallowed the bitter pills, no longer for pain, but a promise to myself: I would escape, play the part of the fragile victim until I could break free, and reclaim what was stolen from me./0/50421/coverorgin.jpg?v=87444b308950b4b2af3a9b03cc7fadfc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Nemesis Is Obsessed With Me
"Now licked it, Liam." He said in a mocking manner. Liam who's kneeling in front of him, clenched his fist as he looked at him with a furious expression and said. "Fuck you, we can just wipe it with a tissue. Why do you always have this rotten behavior of yours?. Making a simple situation so complicated, you damn psycho. He frowned hearing Liam's words then let out a little laugh and said. "Why? can't I do anything I want when you're living without paying any expenses here at home?. Just lick it already, it's your fault anyway. "I won't do it, aunt Sylvia wants me to stay here too. She said it very clearly, so I could continue my studies. I, I'm not here to be your slave Kairo!". Kairo pressed his forehead's temple as he let out a little sigh and said. "Haa.. Lick it or I leak your photos with that stinky alpha you're messing with before?". Liam's eyes shook hearing what Kairo said. Even against his will, Liam slowly bowed in front of Kairo's feet to wipe the ice cream spilled on Kairo's shoes using his tongue and said. "I'd do anything.... Just, just don't leak those photos Kairo". "Haha! look how I shake you over a mere photo. Haa... so unlucky to be born as a recessive omega isn't?. Kairo said while tapping Liam's shoulder. Liam looked at him with disgusted eyes and said. "Even you're the last alpha living on earth. I won't let you have me, you psychotic bastard. Upon hearing Liam's words. Kairo got mad and suddenly pushed him on the floor. "You really got a lot of nerve to talk like that huh?" He said while ripping Liam's shirt. Liam who's lying underneath Kairo struggled pushing him with all his might and yelled. "Fuck you! let me go! Didn't you hear what I just said?? I won't make out with you even it costs humanity's extinction!". "Haa.. hahaha you're funny Liam, so ridiculous.". He said as he let go of him and sat back into the chair. Kairo chuckled and added. "As If I'd do it with you either. Get out of my sight, you nasty omega"/0/91564/coverorgin.jpg?v=85fd0533234d6992c823af89396266a7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Discarded Wife, Legal Legend Rises
For three years, I gave up my life as "Nemesis," the undefeated lawyer, to be the perfect wife for LA's star prosecutor, Keith Sampson. I traded my legal briefs for cookbooks, believing I could heal the man I loved. On our anniversary, he came home drunk, kissed me desperately, and whispered another woman's name. "Holly," he breathed. "I knew you'd come back to me." But the final verdict on our marriage came at a restaurant. When a waiter spilled a pot of scalding coffee, Keith didn't hesitate. He lunged to shield his ex-girlfriend, Holly, from a few drops. The rest of the pot splashed onto my arm, causing second-degree burns. He panicked over the minor red marks on Holly's hand, rushing her to a private clinic. He never even looked at my blistering skin. He just handed me his credit card. "Take a cab to urgent care," he said. "I'll call you later." That was the moment the devoted wife died. I walked out and never looked back. Three months later, I stood across from him in a courtroom, representing the man he was prosecuting in the biggest case of his career. He had no idea the quiet housewife he'd discarded was the legal legend known as Nemesis. And I was about to destroy his perfect, undefeated record./1/114091/coverorgin.jpg?v=b533d51dad1958ceac66f2a6278732c5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hot daddy's best friend
"You shouldn't be here, Fiona," his deep voice rasped against her ear, his hand still pressed against the wall behind her. "Then tell me to leave," she whispered, her lips trembling inches from his. He didn't move. He didn't breathe. And in that moment, she knew he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. Fiona Harry has lived her whole life in a golden cage of wealth, reputation, and suffocating rules. University was supposed to be her escape, her first taste of freedom. But nothing could prepare her for the moment she came face-to-face with Professor Jalen Hart, her father's best friend. One reckless night changes everything. A drunken mistake turns into an irresistible obsession, pulling her deeper into Jalen's forbidden world. But secrets don't stay hidden forever. Between Jude, her possessive friend who knows too much, Marian, Jalen's wicked wife, and the dangerous power of desire, Fiona is about to risk not only hers and her family's reputation but her entire future. And what happens when the truth comes out especially to Marian?/0/26017/coverorgin.jpg?v=0a6cec83f1b8361b4381e146c9e2b8b8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unloved Billionaires And I
This is my boss.... Who the hell is this? Why is she so dirty, my gosh when was the last time you showered? I can't stand this, take her away, I can't marry her. He shoved her away, she smells worse than a skunk Excuse you, yes, you are excused She scoffed, I can't believe this is what am dealing with, a self-centered over pompous selfish brat Who are you calling a brat, do you know who I am and what I can do to you I know who you are, you are one of those arrogant prick who thinks the world revolve around them Oh my gosh, this is so entertaining, where have you been all my life, Tobias burst out laughing breaking us from our piercing gaze we were giving each other. I think I rendered him speechless.../0/86871/coverorgin.jpg?v=56e47b4af0eb72170f059880a2fd6415&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Cost of His Clean Slate
For ten years, I was Liam O' Connell' s shadow, the architect of his dark web empire. I chose him over everything, believing our bond was unbreakable, forged in the fires of the underground world. Today, he was going legitimate, hosting a party to celebrate his new beginning. I waited, expecting to finally be introduced as the woman who stood by him through it all. Instead, I watched as Liam announced his engagement to Ava Sterling, a woman who looked like she was born for the daylight. He framed our decade together as a dirty secret, something he was ready to discard, claiming I was "okay with the risks" and "understood the game," unlike pure Ava, who deserved "a clean slate." He even offered me a black card as a severance package, then asked if we could still be friends. The ultimate insult. The night before, he had casually asked, "What if... what if we broke up? What would you do?" A perfectly calculated conversational trap. I walked away, drenched and humiliated, into a storm that mirrored the one in my heart. But it wasn't an ending. It was a declaration of war. What Liam didn' t know was I had a family, a legitimate tech dynasty waiting, and a man, Ethan Vance, who had spent a decade waiting for me to come home./0/85776/coverorgin.jpg?v=3a5553a0ea9d0751cc81614bdee754ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ashes of Betrayal, A Dying Wish
"I have two requests." My voice was steadier than I expected, the phone heavy in my hand. Liam' s impatient sigh cut through the line. "Chloe, what the hell is this? We' re not anything anymore." I told him I was dying, a brain tumor. "I' ve chosen to end things on my own terms. Medically assisted." His response chilled me. "You' re lying. You' re doing this to ruin things for me. You always had a flair for the dramatic." The name Liam, once whispered in my sleep, now tasted like ash. My parents were gone, leaving me truly alone. Then, there they were: Liam and Bethany, my ex-fiancé and my former best friend, at our old restaurant. His smile vanished when he saw me, replaced by pure disgust. Bethany clung to him, her diamond sparkling. "We finally set the date!" she gushed. "October twenty-fifth!" My birthday. The day I was scheduled to die. I discovered the bitter truth in a dark cinema: Liam and Bethany' s affair began months before our breakup, a brutal betrayal hidden beneath his carefully crafted lies. He had not just left me; he had cheated, then let me blame myself. I confronted him, wounded by his callous admission: "It was easier that way. Less messy." He saw me as a drama queen, not a dying woman. He brought me to a hospital, still oblivious, convinced my collapse was hysterics. His final humiliation: demanding I pick songs for their wedding, his attempt to buy my silence for a thousand dollars. He hung up before I could refuse. He had left me no choice. I had to witness the depths of their betrayal, the audacity of Bethany' s wedding gift-a game console inspired by my intellectual property, inscribed with their wedding date, October 25th. It was a final, cruel twist of the knife, designed to erase me. But I had one final play. I would ensure Liam, the man who destroyed my life, would be there for its end. And I would deliver my final message, not in words, but in ashes, on his wedding day./0/29146/coverorgin.jpg?v=53ea9d74190cb941b671d62a073158f6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Who Is Your Baby Mama
Having a baby will only ruin her body and her career. After Nate kept on pestering Quinn about having a baby, she couldn’t, she didn’t want to get pregnant. Adoption was never an option for her until she found her long lost friend. Because of what she had been through, she agreed to the contract to carry the pregnancy for her because of the money. Nate, having the chance to lay with his crush, used the opportunity. What happened after her third miscarriage? Who is the owner of the baby? Quinn or Paige? Find out in… Who Is Your Baby Mama?/0/83899/coverorgin.jpg?v=2813374f098b01e21a1a018691302f06&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When the Oil Heiress Strikes Back
I thought our 10th anniversary party was the night Ethan, my musician boyfriend of ten years, would finally propose. Ten years I'd dedicated to supporting his dreams, putting his ambitions above my own, quietly funding our life. But instead of a ring, he abandoned the party for his ex-girlfriend, Molly, only to post a cringeworthy picture later that night on Instagram. It was him and Molly, her head on his shoulder, holding up a sonogram with a caption: "Starting a new chapter. Sometimes the most beautiful songs are the ones you come back to." The humiliation was instant, public, and absolute. The next morning, Molly called me from HIS phone, chirping about him making her breakfast, and Ethan scoffed at my pain, calling me "needy" for being upset he announced a baby with his ex on our anniversary. He even had the audacity to keep Molly hidden in my luxury downtown condo, the one he deemed "blood money" unfit for his artistic integrity, demanding I cook for them when I confronted him there. How could the man I loved, the partner I had built a life with, treat me with such utter contempt and cruelty, forcing me into this grotesque spectacle in my own home? That's when I picked up the phone, not to argue, not to beg, but to call my father's legal team and serve them both with an immediate eviction./0/34465/coverorgin.jpg?v=940fa816440ee76600e229f1d112e3e5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wife By Benefits
Losing his wife by a ghastly accident Nathaniel Carter turns from being a husband to becoming a housewife. Now left to cater for this three years old son and his four months old daughter Nathaniel finds a huge challenge in that; 1) He doesn't have any knowledge or experience. 2) The business became a huge struggle. 3) Nonsupport due to his independent ways. How hard and frustrating can it be? So he thought until Samantha Mullins, his dead wife's younger sister came knocking his door. What benefits can she gain in the family she longed hope for? A Wife or A Mother? Or worst the pains that come with being Mrs. Carter?/0/18352/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe87c31e86c35c158c4338e52ee39ca2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Waiting For a Girl Like You
“You saved my life, and I owe you one. Fair and square.” “Is this how you are going to repay my kindness? By sharing my bed? In my own house?” “Fine, then come to my place and share my bed. How’s that, huh?” People always say what the An Family is capable of is beyond imagination. However, Carla Ji has no idea it's a nightmare only dressed like a daydream until it’s too late to change anything.../0/84212/coverorgin.jpg?v=79a7bc29c9bb4497e6a095796943e0dd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When The Housewife Bites Back
My son, Caleb, stood in my home office doorway demanding a graduation trip to Hawaii, acting as entitled as ever. I told him to ask his father for the money because I was divorcing Matthew-his reaction, laughing and saying, "Guys cheat, Mom. It's not a big deal," shattered me. The next text message, from an unknown number, linked to a Reddit post by "UnrulySon" – a private photo of me, labeled by Caleb: "My mom was a total party girl back in the day. Bet you wouldn' t guess it now." Scrolling further, I found his horrifying comments calling me "the warden" and revealing how "Aunt Nicole," my husband' s mistress, had groomed him for years to spread lies about me online, even twisting a moment I saved his life into a calculated performance. As rage boiled over, I vowed to make them all pay, starting by uncovering every single one of Nicole' s manipulations and my husband' s financial schemes./0/43382/coverorgin.jpg?v=8168553182a4712cd51d8e18b4e2e6d0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Emerging from Shadows: A Journey to Reclaim Joy
Meet Emily, a once-vibrant soul whose spirit has been dimmed by the weight of a loveless union. Trapped in a seemingly endless cycle of emotional turmoil, she finds herself suffocated by the oppressive darkness that has enveloped her life. But deep within her heart, a flicker of hope remains, urging her to embark on a transformative journey toward reclaiming her happiness. As the story unfolds, follow Emily's courageous steps as she gathers the strength to confront her inner demons and break free from the suffocating confines of her marriage. With each chapter, she discovers the power within herself to redefine her life's narrative and embark on a path of self-discovery./0/84525/coverorgin.jpg?v=f0386340e5f5b52c0b0c1719b3f75087&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Blame to Beloved
I'm going to die soon. That thought wasn't sad, just a simple fact as I called a late-night radio show, dedicating a song to my husband, Liam. Liam Hayes, the man who saw me only as a constant reminder of the car crash five years ago, the one that put his ex-girlfriend, Chloe, in a coma and left me severely injured. He blamed me, never outright, but in every cold glance, every clipped word, every night he spent at her hospital bedside instead of home with me, his wife. When Chloe miraculously woke, he seized the opportunity, serving me divorce papers right there, in her hospital room, in front of her triumphant face, sealing my fate. And Chloe's cruel revenge didn't stop there; she was setting my mother's home ablaze when she died in a police chase, and Liam, consumed by grief, still chose to believe her lies, accusing me of murder. Even from my hospital bed, dying from a mysterious illness that was a direct result of that initial crash, my love for him was so absolute I took the blame, confessing to a crime I didn't commit, just to protect my mother and salvage the last shred of his peace. But now, years later, a miracle returns Liam to the day before our wedding, haunted by the future he unknowingly destroyed, armed with the truth, and a burning desire for a second chance./0/26174/coverorgin.jpg?v=66b37eb8b1c7502e6e58caeab2c07925&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Lycan King Series
*This book is the The Lycan King Series, including The Lycan King and the Faye Queen, which you can also find in this bookstore! :) 'He was her saviour and she was his redemption.' Avalyn has been a slave of her fathers’ murderer for eight years before he sold her off in an auction. Nikolai didn't plan on finding his mate, but now that he did, he was going to keep her, even if he had to be her mate, her master or her lover. He'll take her as she will have him. Follow Nikolai and Avalyn on their journey from being the Alpha and Luna of The Rogue Pack to becoming the Lycan King and Queen. Trigger warning: sexual acts of violence. The contents of this book are graphic. To buy a physical copy of the book, please send me a DM on Instagram @blaircahill_/0/18978/coverorgin.jpg?v=b348129b5fe7f16b801be4952ade9dc8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn: Angel in a New Dress
The last thing she had ever expected was that the soul swap would happen to her. Her new body was the well-known CEO’s wife, a girl born with a silver spoon in mouth. She thought she could take this chance to enjoy life, but what she got was only her husband’s indifference. When the woman he loved came back, he asked for a divorce and she agreed without hesitation. However, Cupid had another plan. Their story just began now./0/84838/coverorgin.jpg?v=c8ab3cb2994587ee9cac92fa1b2ac0e4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The System’s Cruel Canvas
The antiseptic smell wasn't new; my head always throbbed. I, Chloe Reed, once a promising artist, was now the "evil stepsister," a role forced upon me by a parasitic System. A year ago, my adoptive brother Alex, the boy I secretly loved, lay dying. The System offered a cure: become the villain, push Alex into Sarah Jenkins' s arms, and then get a new life. I said yes. How could I not? It was for Alex. The System' s predictions were chillingly accurate. Alex healed, and Sarah, a ray of manufactured sunshine, entered our lives. My existence became a calculated hell, designed to make Alex despise me. Every humiliation, every cruel word from him, was orchestrated. He looked at me with cold loathing, seeing only the monster I was forced to be. Then came the art gala. Painting, my soul' s refuge, was to be sacrificed. Alex, the boy who once said my art was magic, demanded I create something to make Sarah' s work shine by comparison. He wanted me to lose, publicly, to prove I could do something for someone else. The System buzzed with approval, promising freedom. I agreed, the word tasting like ash. The night of the gala, I unveiled "Hopeless," a canvas of chaos. Sarah presented "Hope," a field of vibrant flowers. Her victory was thunderous. Then Alex' s icy words: "You took something beautiful and made it ugly, just for attention. You are truly pathetic." His words shattered me, more than any blow. I fled into the cold night, gasping, calling the only person I could think of for a panic attack. I was utterly alone. The next morning, Alex burst into my hospital room, not worried, but furious. The System took over, lashing out with cold, mocking defiance. "Why do you care? I did what you wanted. Sarah won. Isn' t that all that matters?" His rage became chilling. He showed me a wooden bird, a gift I' d carved for him, claiming Sarah had made it. Then the real blow: Sarah needed a kidney-my kidney. "It' s you," he said, his voice leaving no room for argument. "The surgery is scheduled for tomorrow. You will do this. You will give Sarah your kidney, and maybe, just maybe, you will have redeemed yourself for a fraction of the pain you' ve caused." I signed the forms in a numb haze. The surgery was a violation, draining me literally and figuratively. Days later, Sarah came to my apartment, radiant, vibrant, full of life. My life. She gloated, then faked an injury, shrieking I' d pushed her. Alex appeared, a mask of primal fury. He didn' t ask. He slapped me, sending me crashing against the wall. "You monster," he snarled. "I am done with you. Stay away from us. Stay away from my family." I was empty, nothing left to take. My phone buzzed. A text from Alex. "My office. Now." It was another task, another demand. But as I sat in his office, I saw it-my mother' s journal, thought lost forever. Sarah walked in, and with a cruel smirk, she took it. Alex, with a mere hesitation, gave it to her. She "accidentally" dropped it into a coffee, ruining the last piece of my mother. As the world went black, a single, horrifying thought screamed in my mind: I cannot escape./0/40410/coverorgin.jpg?v=32aa52841972d37d47578caf5bfde42c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
