Romance Books for Women
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A Mafia's Obsession
I felt his lips brush against my earlobe, a soft brush that suddenly made my toes curl. His breath lingered on my neck before he finally whispered, "I own you Crystal. The sooner you get to accept that the better for you. I'll make sure you submit yourself to me, be it the hard way or the easy way. And I'll break this ego of yours. I promise you" * * * * * * He was her beast and she was his beauty. He was addicted and she was his favourite drug. He was a sinner and she was his sin. In the blink of an eye, Crystal sees her entire life crumble with the death of her parents and she is forced to take a job that she would never have thought off to make ends meet for her and her sister and pay of her gambling father's debt to a crime boss-- being a stripper. Just a glance on the doe-eyed milk skin beauty swinging her hips seductively on the pole and Leonardo already knew he had to have her as his. He had to claim her for himself. But he was everything she hated. She despised him and loathed his existence for the pain and anguish he had caused her and her sister. She swore never to succumb to him but what she didn't know was that he was also determined to show her that he would earn a place in her heart and life./0/45426/coverorgin.jpg?v=cdcf0c544d5bdaee9487814063dbe880&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Taken By The Mafia Lord
"You know, the only thing that hurts about your body is the part that it had to be another man who broke your virginity." Her eyes bulged open, her lips trembling as she mentally searched for the words to say. "It... It wasn't my fault, I was..." "... Drugged. I know, you don't have to tell me. I watched the video." She buried her face to the ground. ~~~~~ Freya Bred is forcefully taken by the Ferdinandos for the crime her brother, Olsen, had committed. After taking the life of Dento Ferdinando, Vincenzo's cousin, Olsen had been on the run. But Vincenzo can't take it any longer, he takes Freya into custody. He made life miserable for her, tortured her like the criminal she isn't. Freya hopes that her brother would finally give himself in, but will he? A new phase of life comes Freya's way as Vincenzo made her his personal maid, claiming she would serve no man but him alone. Would this phase of life bring a new turn for Freya? Would fate intervene when all hopes seems to be lost? And with Kelly, Vincenzo's girlfriend involved, will Freya find refuge in the one who once made her life miserable?/0/86569/coverorgin.jpg?v=e634dd148efccc44adf6e8c5d8aea681&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I'm Just A Substitute Wife For Your First Love？
My engagement party was supposed to be the start of my fairy tale with Liam, the handsome CEO, my everything for three years. His arm was tight around my waist, his whispered "I love you, Liv" filling my heart. Everything was perfect. Then his phone rang. His face changed, his easy smile replaced by a tension that radiated from him. He took the call in a quiet corner, and when he returned, he looked wild, frantic. "Liv, I have to go. It's an emergency. A family emergency." He said it was about "Chloe," a childhood friend who had just woken up from a ten-year coma. He practically ran out, abandoning me at our party, telling me to wait at home. The humiliation burned. My perfect world shattered. I was devastated, but I followed him to the hospital, only to overhear him confessing passionate devotion to Chloe. When I confronted him, he hid me from her, telling her I was just "a friend from work." He then asked me to move out of our shared apartment, claiming it was a "family tradition" before the wedding, so Chloe could move in. Day after day, I watched him choose her, lie for her, put her first, while I became a secret, a temporary inconvenience. I was heartbroken, but a cold realization began to dawn. I found an old photo album, hidden away, showing a teenage Liam with Chloe, intertwined and deeply in love. Her face, eerily similar to mine. Then, a newspaper article: Chloe Hayes, the sole survivor of a tragic car crash that killed her parents ten years ago, a crash Liam was in. He wasn't just her childhood friend; he was her first love, the man who was with her when her world shattered, and his family adopted her. I wasn' t the love of his life. I was just a substitute, a temporary replacement for the girl he lost. I was seeing red. How could he have used me like this? How could he have built our entire relationship on such a cruel, agonizing lie? I looked at the wedding dress I was supposed to be wearing for our photoshoot, then at the man who had seen through Liam's deception from the start. Ethan, Liam's rival, had been a quiet, steady presence. When Liam abandoned me at the photoshoot, claiming Chloe had tried to kill herself, and then told her in the hospital, "I'm here to marry you," I knew. I had to end this. "Are you free in ten days?" I asked Ethan. He blinked. "Marry me."/0/38230/coverorgin.jpg?v=5fe49f21345288c10de122d998ff602b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CEO's Bad Girl
Harriet Lopes was a carefree princess under her grandfather’s protection. After her beloved grandfather passed away, she became the biggest shareholder of Ever Sun Group. Until that time, she finally realized how ruthless her father was. She was forced to hand over shares by him. Besides, she was an outcast from the Lopes family. In a moment she became a lost dog. Just then, she met Mervyn Brook, the most powerful man in Sea City. And her life was changed totally. Mervyn, “Harriet, marry me and I will make you the happiest woman in this world!”/1/100492/coverorgin.jpg?v=32b0830998dba714ae8ae4c1a6c75937&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BOUND TO THE WRONG CALLAHAN
Blurb **She's promised to his brother... but branded by his touch. And now the past refuses to stay buried.** *** **SIENNA** I thought I buried that night. The night I gave myself to a stranger. Reckless and wild. No names. No rules. No future. Just heat. Desperation. A body that made me forget who I was supposed to be. Now I wear his brother's ring. Planning a future with the man I'm supposed to love. Then he walks into my engagement party and everything shatters. Landon Callahan. The black sheep. The rebel. The man who touched me before I knew his name. He acts like I never existed. Like that night was nothing. But I remember every breath. Every broken rule. Every moment I came alive. I should walk away. Should marry Noah and forget. But Landon has always been the fire I was never meant to touch twice. *** ** **LANDON** She was never supposed to be his. The night I had her, I didn't ask her name. Didn't want to know. I just knew I'd never forget the way she looked at me. Like I was the only thing she ever wanted. Then I walk into the engagement party I should have skipped. And see her standing beside my brother. Now I'm back in the world I swore I'd left behind. And she's the one thing I can't outrun. She wears his ring. Smiles like she hasn't been in my bed. Pretends I never made her come undone. But I remember. And so does she. One night should have been the end. Instead it was only the beginning. Because I don't let go of what's mine. Not even for my brother./0/31034/coverorgin.jpg?v=e3a5891bfc58093f22d72834a6f48e5c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Jilted Bride's Reckoning
Ten years. That' s how long it took for Sarah Miller to finally be Mrs. Ethan Black. But on their wedding day, Dr. Ethan Black didn't show up. Instead, his assistant delivered a "no-questions-asked forgiveness voucher" -his excuse? His socialite ex, Brittany Hayes' s show dog was sick. When I tried to talk to him, I walked in on Brittany lounging on my sofa, her dog chewing my shoe. Before I could process the scene, the dog attacked, sinking its teeth into my leg. Brittany slapped me, then shrieked, "He' s a prized show dog! If you' ve hurt him, I' ll kill you!" And Ethan? He stood by, watching, ultimately telling me to apologize to the dog. He even tried to give me another voucher, an invoice for my humiliation. But the ultimate blow came at my mother' s grave, which Brittany claimed was now hers. With Ethan' s complicity, she scattered my mother' s ashes, then broke my arm. I was left for dead, but I survived. Ethan thinks I' m gone, that a debt has been paid. He has no idea. Now, it' s my turn to make him pay, to show him what happens when you use up all your chances-and all my unconditional love./0/85005/coverorgin.jpg?v=313b18543dc44a87b34981b4ee308a55&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lost Love, Found Self: A New Beginning
My life was a perfectly tailored garment, every seam in place, my marriage to tech mogul Ethan Vance the central, flawless stitch. Then, at my triumphant New York Fashion Week debut, I found him with a woman I didn' t know, his arm around her, her hand clutching his. She was Willow Vance, his long-lost cousin, a fragile waif who, he explained, had nowhere else to go. She moved into our penthouse, a subtle manipulator who turned every minor mishap into a dramatic performance of victimhood, always with Ethan as her loyal defender. I watched, helpless, as my husband dismissed my concerns, publicly shamed me, and defended her manipulative acts, making me the villain in my own home. When a package of provocative lingerie arrived, addressed to me but with a note clearly meant for Ethan, I knew it was Willow' s ultimate power play to shatter our trust. I confronted her, exposing her performance, and for a moment, Ethan finally saw through her act. But nothing truly changed. My family, my life' s work, everything I held dear was weaponized against me, twisted and contorted until I was left with nothing but emptiness. I finally walked away, choosing freedom over a life built on lies and betrayal. Little did I know, the fight was far from over./0/83910/coverorgin.jpg?v=49b48b2a39fecbe401b53ea18bb89476&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife He Broke
My five-year mission to make Ethan Scott love me ended in failure, leaving my heart empty, my personality sacrificed to a system designed to make me the "perfect wife." My only directive: ensure his happiness. So, when the news broke that his strategist, Sabrina Chavez, was pregnant with his child, I smiled serenely. Ethan, the man I' d spent half a decade trying to win, rushed to Sabrina' s side, leaving me bleeding on the kitchen floor after she staged an attack, blaming me. He didn' t even look at my foot, deeply sliced open by shattered ceramic. He just spat venom, calling me "insane," "pathologically jealous," and carried her away. I drafted divorce papers, convinced this was the ultimate supportive act, the logical step to secure his happiness. Yet, when he saw them, his rage collapsed into a primal panic. "I wanted you obedient, not a heartless robot! Is this your revenge? To show me you never cared?" He saw a stranger, but all I could ask was, "Isn't making you happy my only purpose?" Then, Sabrina had a miscarriage. The doctor said it was an old condition, unrelated to the burn. Ethan' s face wasn' t grief-stricken; it was pure relief. "The problem is solved. We can finally be happy." The system, unable to reconcile his monstrousness with its primary directive, began to short-circuit, and my body began to give out. But as I lay dying, a strange thing happened. Ethan, stripped of his political ambition and reputation, finally loved me. His affection meter, dormant for years, soared. He begged me to stay, promising a new life. But a broken vase, once glued, always shows its cracks. I didn' t want a love built on cracks. With my last breath, I told the system: "Send me to the new world."/0/65294/coverorgin.jpg?v=648bc7977260265bd2530b22539a57a9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Accidental Bride
She was dumped He needed a bride Elena was to be married to the only person she loved so much, her sweetheart, her heartthrob, Pete. But her so-perfect fairytale wedding turned out to be a nightmare after being betrayed by her heartthrob On the other hand, Alex is the only grandson of the famous billionaire family and is left with two choices: lose his inheritance or get married. In order not to lose his inheritance, he planned on marrying a beautiful, famous model, Catherine, but accidentally, Elena signed the marriage certificate. Will Elena accept the truth? Will they move past their insecurities, surpass all their hurdles, and end up together, or will they let their insecurities become a shadow of themselves? Please don't skip this exciting story as we both embark on this exciting love story./0/86413/coverorgin.jpg?v=70eeaa454b806308c1322223ea77f003&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Secret Crush For Foster Uncle Ethan
It was my eighteenth birthday, a day that should have been filled with joy, but the silence in the grand dining room was heavy with the ghost of my foster parents, gone too soon. Across from me sat Ethan, my foster uncle and the only family I had left, his serious gray eyes holding a warmth I foolishly mistook for something more, until I finally confessed my love for him. His reaction was swift and brutal; he called me disgusting, shameful, and a burden, his words shattering my heart as he left me to drown in humiliation and pain, only to reappear two years later with a beautiful fiancée. I clung to him, desperate, until one horrifying moment on a plummeting private jet when he ripped the parachute from my back, offering my life to save Tiffany' s, leaving me to fall into the abyss. Against all odds, I survived, pulling his broken body from the wreckage myself, only to wake and hear him praise Tiffany for saving his life, erasing my sacrifice and leaving me utterly broken, a quiet, chilling resolve settling in my soul./0/58098/coverorgin.jpg?v=826938fa2d6147a359ff89b8580da6c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧)
𝗣𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲- After I got out of the 26 schools I attended, I went to the so-called Celeste High. Now I just found out that there is such a school. Now I just heard about it. School of the Unknown is another call here because it is not easy to access, and it is also anonymous to the public. I also don't know why I came here. A school that does not need a Student Council? The principal does not need? Guidance Counselor doesn't need Dark Apollo and Hade's Burden are the two conflicting groups that serve as law. They are students who provide law and penalties for their fellow students. Could I survive this chaotic school? ***/0/19771/coverorgin.jpg?v=8b96202591d99172a56cb29d0513bdf3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The love game
Is love a necessity?? Meet two completely different strangers who doesn't believe in love. Faith Samuel is a girl who has seen and experienced lots of heartbreak and she finally closed her heart to that thing called love. Mystery billionaire David Jordan seems like a playboy but he is anything but that. He thinks love is boring and a child's play. Circumstances brings the two of them together and situation is about to get complicated./0/22274/coverorgin.jpg?v=7e0a8b0efaf939f811bacca665d23c8c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Celebrity Crush
Tamara Wesley was a 21 years old girl that works in a coffee shop, she has a dream of meeting her favourite celebrity. On a very good day, she ran into Rodney Shaw in the middle of the road but to her utmost surprise, the reaction Rodney gave her wasn't what she expected . Tamara as a young girl has suffered a lot in the hands of her supposed Dad. On her way home after work one day, she saw a poster of Rodney, while looking at it she bumped into a guy Jason, and accidentally smashed his phone. Jason was really furious at her and asked her to pay a price by becoming his personal maid since she couldn't afford to repair the phone. On the long run, Jason asked Tamara to accompany him to Rodney's show. At the show, Rodney and Tamara met again for the second time. However, Rodney and Jason are step brothers but it's quite unknown to the world because they really detest each other. At the long run, both brothers discovered they're in love with Tamara./1/101744/coverorgin.jpg?v=927ca3b54980b58c2f1508439dbb5d7f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Architect Who Rose From Ashes
I died of a broken heart while my fiancé, Kade, was busy comforting his "best friend" over a cold. When I opened my eyes, I was back at our engagement party, ten years in the past. I didn't hesitate. I took off the ring and called it quits. But Kyla wasn't letting go that easily. She deliberately ate a peanut cookie, faking a severe reaction to frame me. Kade didn't ask questions. He looked at me with pure hatred. "You monster! You knew she was allergic!" He even blamed me for his driver's sudden heart attack, screaming that I was a murderer who deserved to be ruined. I didn't defend myself. I didn't cry. I simply boarded a plane to London and vanished from his life. Thirteen years later, I returned as a world-renowned architect. Kade, who had finally uncovered the truth and spent a decade in silent penance, fell to his knees begging for a second chance. I looked at the man who had once been my world and smiled coldly. "I forgive you, Kade. But the Harper who loved you is dead. You killed her yourself."/0/83128/coverorgin.jpg?v=67471c8bf799c7ab9e5e7c5863e0e2ec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Elysian Ruin: A Husband's Reckoning
I spent hours preparing Thanksgiving dinner, the turkey golden and perfect, a silent testament to the quiet life in our upscale suburban home. My wife, Izzy, was supposed to be home, but her booming lifestyle brand, Elysian Living, always came first. I was the unacknowledged foundation, the silent partner in a world she claimed to have built alone. Then I saw it—an Instagram story from Kev, her slick "Brand Strategist." He was grinning next to a brand-new Aston Martin, with Izzy by his side, her ring finger conspicuously bare. His caption, "Izzy knows how to treat her MVP," twisted the familiar knot in my stomach tighter. Moments later, Izzy called, not with an apology, but a sharp accusation about company gossip, hanging up before I could even defend myself. My phone buzzed again, this time a direct message from Kev, a taunting video tour of the car's interior. His voice smugly called me "old man." While her calls relentlessly flooded my screen, I thought of every late night. I thought of every bit of seed money, every crucial contact I leveraged to build "her" empire. None of which she ever acknowledged. The weight of her ingratitude, the blatant affair I was too "stupid" to notice, and the constant disrespect finally hit me with a chilling clarity. I was tired of being her silent safety net, her unappreciated fool. Something inside me snapped. I recorded an audio message for Kev, cold and precise. It exposed him as the parasite he was. Then I blocked him and turned off my phone. A new, definitive strategy for my own life was finally forming./0/37292/coverorgin.jpg?v=0741096af2cce8d6a8aa7e110cbb7479&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unorthodox Billionaire and His Wife
Chandler Jordan has all the trademarks of a billionaire: tall, dark, handsome, vast wealth, and property. But something is strikingly different about this man! The decision he has made left his family shocked! The clock is ticking, if he listens to his family he stands to gain everything, but if he sticks with his marriage he will lose everything! What will be his next surprising decision? It's an intriguing, sizzling page-turner! The Unorthodox Billionaire and His Wife is a must-read! Will there be a happy ending? You'll have to read it to find out./0/84536/coverorgin.jpg?v=bcce18ff4b066233e426da4c13cb367b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Price of Her Fame
For seven years, I poured every ounce of my being-my savings, my career, my very essence-into Olivia Reed' s music career. I was the silent force behind her rise, the architect of her dream, believing her success was ours. Then, at her album launch, the night she finally made it, she publicly declared her producer, Liam Hayes, her "soulmate" and kissed him passionately on stage. My world shattered. When I confronted her, she dismissed me like a discarded tool, coldly telling me I was just a placeholder until Liam was ready. The humiliation was unbearable, amplified by the smug triumph in Liam' s eyes. But the real shock came later: Olivia and Liam had a five-year-old son, a child they' d hidden from the world. And the chilling realization? Olivia had secretly taken my DNA, just to confirm the child wasn' t mine, fearing a "paternity scandal" would damage her brand. What was I to her? A bank account? A convenient fool? The man who paid for her secret family, while she laughed behind my back? The betrayal cut deeper than any heartbreak. No longer the naive architect, I decided then and there: Olivia Reed had built her empire on lies and my sacrifice. It was time to tear it all down./0/89855/coverorgin.jpg?v=c4640247cc6a2b8c89b876afb3416610&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Embrace New Love
Seven years later, they met again when Eileen had lost weight from 75 kilograms to 45 kilograms. She even changed her name. So her ex-boyfriend, Greg, didn't recognize her at all. He was critically ill and needed her blood to survive. Eileen refused the million-dollar reward and made one request: that Greg act as Lottie's father for a month. Lottie was Eileen's daughter. Greg agreed without hesitation. But he soon abandoned their plans of having fun in the amusement park due to Rena. He missed the parent-child sports event, and all the students mocked Lottie because she claimed to have a father who never showed up. When Eileen confronted Greg, he dismissively handed her a check. "Lottie isn't my daughter. We're just in a fake marriage. Why should I waste my time on her?" Greg didn't know that Lottie was indeed his daughter. Perhaps it was not a bad thing. Once the surgery was over, Eileen planned to disappear from his world forever with her daughter./0/82659/coverorgin.jpg?v=569b56e941d31dd2e0e1fa91080ae884&imageMogr2/format/webp)
