Romance Books for Women
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CURSED TO BE QUEEN.
Caliana wilfred, a wolf who lost her mother at birth eventually got sold by her step mother into the dangerous pack of a powerful alpha Edward, she knew instantly she was mates with him however having a low self esteem and coming from a weak family did take a toll on her, she was rejected, manipulated and ignored however it was made known her mate held a deadly secret and was more dangerous than she knew him to be, a beast who went wild every full moon, in need of a cure which only she knows about, the cure tied to her soul and life span, will she give up the cure for him? Will she keep her lips sealed , will she discover why her cure was tied to her life or will she realize the sacrifices she has to make to be the Queen she ought to be?/0/18627/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d1608e8b3f4ff02e666dc87c110e82a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Evil CEO: Lost In Bossy Love
What connected their destinies was nothing but cruel vengeance. In hopes of winning Edward’s love, Flora murdered the woman he loved the most. When anger and the thirst for vengeance clouded his judgment, Edward had Flora’s entire family pay the price for his beloved’s death, including her adopted sister, Emily. However, much to his surprise, Edward soon found himself deeply attracted to the same woman who was supposed to be his enemy. He started telling himself lies that he only needed her to fulfill his objective, but when he lost her, Edward finally realized just how much he really needed her. As luck would have it, when she appeared in his life again, Emily seemed more appealing to him than she did in the past./1/117584/coverorgin.jpg?v=a3f73d4302eb1040c3fd427ed4561228&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Built Like Karma: A Plus Size Girl's Guide to Comeuppance
"Bro, it's not a big deal. I'm just fucking her." My heart stopped. Kendall's voice replied, "But man, what would people think if you made her your girl? That'd be crazy work." "I'm not stupid," Jalen said flatly. "I'd never make her mine. It's only sex, nothing more. And honestly? It's not that good anymore. I was gonna let her down easy before break." ...... Aria, a plus-size beauty, thought her scholarship and condo arrangements were a dream until she met her roommate, Talia. Rich, spoiled, and instantly cruel, Talia made Aria's life miserable. Talia's new boyfriend, Jalen, was the campus golden boy. When Aria and Jalen were paired for a project, they clicked in ways neither expected from late night talks to shared secrets and undeniable sexual chemistry. On Halloween night, during an all campus party, Aria sees Talia cheating on Jalen. One emotional night led to an affair that changed everything... until Jalen says some really damaging words to his roommate that were unforgivable and also heard by a once happy but now upset Aria. Disappointed, fed up, and heartbroken, Aria leaves campus and never looks back. TEN YEARS LATER Aria returns for the ten year reunion, confident, stunning, and a self-made CEO. Jalen is still gorgeous... but stuck in a miserable marriage with Talia. She ignores him. Talia tries to humiliate her. Aria wins the room. As she leaves, Jalen kisses her. She lets herself feel it, then slaps him and walks away. THE BUSINESS MERGER Jalen's cruise line needs Aria's brand to revamp their image. She agrees, reluctantly. Now they're forced to work side by side, trapped between old wounds and new sparks. Some love stories never die. But some can burn you twice./0/22196/coverorgin.jpg?v=d3376be9ae08819b88506667025d5877&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fall in Love With a Billionaire
“I don’t f*ck virgins, red.” *** When feisty Eleanor, accidentally stumbles on an arrogant infuriating billionaire Liam James, he's instantly captivated by her. However, on first meeting, he treats her like a piece of dirt. Flaunting his money on her face. Falling for him would be the death of her. But how long can she resist?/0/82868/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f7c346b037ca927ce14d42be1f28b22&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Bounty to Beauty: Nyx's Rise
As a beautiful woman who hated real-life objectification, I found freedom in "Legends of Aethelgard," the top VRMMO. I played Nyx, a Shadow-Priestess with -100% beauty, seeking genuine connection. For three years, I was happily partnered with Kael, a Paladin who was secretly Ethan Thorne, my real-life tech CEO boss I loved in-game. Our peace shattered when Kael grew distant, then appeared with Twitch streamer Seraphina, both wearing the rare gear we'd planned. She brazenly claimed "Stardust_Angel," my old online identity, a viral photo Ethan had obsessed over. The gear, meant for 'us,' was for 'her,' his new muse. This betrayal turned my sanctuary into a battlefield. He swiftly replaced Nyx as co-leader and publicly dismissed our bond as "just a game," showering Seraphina with affection as forums mocked my "ugly" avatar. I discovered Ethan, my boss, was dedicating his new game to this imposter, forcing me to work masked. The ultimate humiliation: Kael placed a million-gold bounty on Nyx, sparking relentless in-game persecution. How could three years of loyalty dissolve into nothing? How could he believe her blatant lies over our shared history? This public torment, simply for seeking anonymity, felt impossibly cruel and suffocating. Pushed to the brink by constant abuse and Skyler's career-destroying public doxxing, I broke. Confronting Ethan, I ripped off my mask. "Because I' m Nyx," I declared, my stunning real face revealed, "the 'ugly' one. The 'scammer.' The one you put a bounty on." The truth was out, and my fight for total redemption began./0/84166/coverorgin.jpg?v=76accd17efecccbfe7aca3bfcbf27c7b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Heiress's Reckoning
The news of Ryan Lester' s return shattered the carefully constructed peace of my elite Austin life. My childhood fiancé, the golden boy, was back, and the high society gossip channels were buzzing. But for me, the heir to the Clarkson oil fortune, his reappearance meant one painful thing: the man I truly loved, Ethan Lester, was about to be discarded. I found Ethan at my gate, drenched and bruised, his eyes broken as he asked if he was just a stand-in, a placeholder for the "real deal" - his cruel half-brother. All these years, I' d poured my heart, my resources, into transforming this scorned, illegitimate son from a stray dog into a confident, powerful man. I' d paid lawyers to exhume his mother' s body from a pauper' s grave, tutors to get him into university, and used my father' s connections to put him on the path to corporate power. I had seen through Ryan's polished facade to the vicious cruelty beneath, sacrificing my own supposed destiny to champion Ethan. Now, the family that had tried to erase Ethan was bringing Ryan home to reclaim his birthright and put my love back in his place. But they didn' t understand: I wasn' t just a rich girl playing savior. I was a strategist, and the game had just begun. I would make sure Ryan Lester lost everything, and Ethan Lester, my wolf, would finally take his rightful crown./0/84815/coverorgin.jpg?v=471b5a6fa049bead7d9100aaf1c9642e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Second Chance at Forever
The rain outside mirrored the chill in my grand, empty house, a constant reminder of how Liam, my guardian and the man I loved, had grown distant. On the eve of my birthday, he returned home, dismissing my wishes and harshly criticizing my art, his words a familiar sting. Just as his cold judgment left me reeling, a call came from the hospital: late-stage pancreatic cancer. In that hollow silence, a flicker of hope arrived in the form of an experimental cryogenic program-a chance, however small, for a future cure. But my desperate private choice was cruelly exposed when the brochures for my "coffin-like sleeping pod" scattered across the living room floor, revealing my grim secret to Liam and his stunning fiancée, Chloe Vance, who sneered at my "morbid projects." Liam, already distant, erupted in fury, convinced I was staging a dramatic plea for attention. Chloe, the insidious socialite who had usurped my place, spun a web of lies to solidify the deception. She faked my medical records, planting doubt in Liam's mind and confirming his belief that I was a manipulative liar inventing a terminal illness for sympathy. His anger and disgust were a final, crushing blow. He banished me from my longtime room, his disdain a heavy cloak. How could he not see the truth? How could the man who had once been my protector, my entire world, now believe I was a vile, twisted monster? The injustice burned, transforming my grief into a quiet, icy resolve. With nothing left to fight for, and the world stripped bare of hope, I confirmed my place in the Neptune Project: deep-sea cryogenic preservation, set for December 12th-my birthday, and his wedding day. I would disappear, quietly and permanently, leaving him to his new life, unaware of the profound lie that had shattered mine./0/18303/coverorgin.jpg?v=e6fcb2671bf9d9fb676fde8091b8dc26&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Spoiled Girl
Emily, was a just simple girl living a simple life when one day she received a call from the police that changed her entire life. Everything that happened since then was nothing short of a roller-coaster ride. She soon found out that her long-time boyfriend, Jack Newman, was cheating on her with her best friend. As if things weren’t bad enough, she accidentally ended up in Jack’s uncle’s car, where they ended up – doing it. Soon, Emily found herself in a tug-o-war between her ex, Jack and his uncle, Jacob./0/94873/coverorgin.jpg?v=4c30f1d4fe92029a72b4d2c4b3be7056&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire Who Lost His Sun
I was arranging lilies for my engagement party when the hospital called. A dog bite, they said. My fiancé, Salvatore Moretti, was supposed to be in Chicago on business. But he answered my frantic call from a ski slope in Aspen, with the sound of my best friend, Sofia, laughing in the background. He told me not to worry, that my mother’s injury was just a scratch. But when I got to the hospital, I learned it was Sofia’s unvaccinated Doberman that had attacked my diabetic mother. I texted Sal that her kidneys were failing, that they might have to amputate. His only reply: “Sofia is hysterical. She feels terrible. Calm her down for me, okay?” Hours later, Sofia posted a photo of Sal kissing her on a ski lift. The next call I got was from the doctor, telling me my mother’s heart had stopped. She died alone, while the man who swore to protect me was on a romantic vacation with the woman whose dog killed her. The rage inside me wasn't hot; it turned into a block of ice. I didn't drive back to the penthouse he gave me. I went to my mother’s empty house and made a call I hadn't made in fifteen years. To my estranged father, a man whose name was a ghost story in Salvatore’s world: Don Matteo Costello. “I’m coming home,” I told him. My vendetta wouldn’t be one of blood. It would be one of erasure. I would dismantle my life here and disappear so completely, it would be as if I had never existed./0/21872/coverorgin.jpg?v=401fabfb03e5882c89655dd8596456d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Try Harder
Alena Reed is a hopeless romantic. And when she falls for someone, she falls hard. Too bad she’d set her eyes on Christan Taylor. He’s twelve years her senior and a very successful businessman. She realized they have business ties but they weren’t acquainted. That is, until her sister got married. The first time she’d seen him, she was moved by his story. But of course, she knew that wasn’t the whole of it. He’d been married before and has two children. His wife was killed years ago. Does she pity the man? No. But in her eyes, he’s extremely attractive and in need of affection. Love. Despite her father’s disagreement, she still chased after him. He rebuffed her many times, but she promised to try harder. Whatever it takes./0/18952/coverorgin.jpg?v=63b7e72cacf4a3dd90da76a170b52dd6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hate War
His cold eyes moved from my face to all over my white lace dress with a clenched jaw. I felt weak in my knees but I was successful in keeping my brave face. "Nina is that you. You are looking so beautiful" he said while looking at me. I blushed I was still feeling burning holes on my back I gulp down nervously. "Have some drink" he said while taking a glass from the waiter. "No she is leaving," said the harsh voice next thing I know champagne was all over my dress staining it making me gasped. Before I could react he gripped my hand & dragged me near the pool area where no one could see us. I snatched my hand away from his tight grip "Why the hell you ruined my dress" I half yelled. "What the fuck you are doing in my party looking like a slut" he yelled angrily while pinning me to the wall. Listening to his words my blood boiled. "Let me guess you came here to ruin my mood by showing your ugly face," he said with an angry smirk letting me know his hate. "Stop giving yourself so much of importance. Im here for your mom my face may be ugly but ugly souls like you are not even worthy of my life's single sec" I said angrily and pushed him away from me but he didn't let me go away. "I can hide my ugly soul beside this face but ugly ducklings like you carry there ugliness which can't even be hidden by beautiful dress because they stain everything around them with their ugliness" his words were hurting my soul. I won't give him the privilege to see my tears. With all my power I pushed him making him stumble and fall in the pool. "Happy birthday," saying that I tried to walk away with a victory smirk but he didn't let me go. Things he did to me after that still sends a shiver to my spine. One thing was clear that day I would never want to see his face again in this life. But I don't know why the hell I am standing in front of him in church wearing a wedding gown. Looking at his victory angry smirk plastered to his face with my glassy eyes./0/59184/coverorgin.jpg?v=0989729fdb7d22aed1dbabadaa820eb9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mummy I Got You A New Husband
Mummy I got you a new husband!!!!! Selene blurted out as she got to the porch.... Single motherhood can be alot to deal with.. Sophie had gotten pregnant and was rejected by her lover Watch out and see how she becomes a billionaires wife and tries to take over her new husband's company.... One would think she is ungrateful.... See how it unfolds..../0/40366/coverorgin.jpg?v=f06ad0e14d9255dcbf2a091b67dc7ac1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Enamoring My Cousin
Ana has been in love with her cousin since they were little. In spite of that, she kept her feelings hidden until they are adults. She is a few years older than him, she knows they are not blood cousins; he does not know the truth. Will she be able to tell him the truth? Will he be able to see her differently than a sister?/0/53344/coverorgin.jpg?v=75a99c725a03f4831d9e695e1589b483&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tomorrow You'll Be Mine Again: A Second Chance Love Story
“Come back to me, Ivy,” the man whom she used to love with all her heart said. “No, no,” Ivy shook her head and backed away from him. Her body trembled as fear consumed her whole being. He was the reason her baby was gone! He was the reason for all her suffering! ---------------------------- Ivy thought she was the luckiest woman in the world - she was married to the man of her dream. But that was just her illusion. On the day she received her pregnancy report, she found her husband in bed with his best friend. Before she had the chance to tell him about her pregnancy, she was forced to divorce and her family was driven to bankruptcy by that one man she loved. Since then, her life went south. She married a governor in another country whom everyone thought was a gentleman. Everyone envied her, but no one knew he was a sadist who loved to abuse her. Five years later, the man she used to love met her by chance and begged her to come back. But would she be able to give her heart again, when all she felt toward him was fear and hatred? Knowing that he was the sole reason her life had turned to be what it was today with endless suffering? Cover art by Rainygraphic./0/91629/coverorgin.jpg?v=353a3e9e55fc12091120b1f433ebdd5a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unholy Oath
A storm destroys the local coastal town church, forcing Father Daniel Moretti, a brooding young priest under the roof of the town's sharp-tongued bartender, Elena Petrova. Elena has built her new life running the town's bar, the salty anchor, where gossiping is fuels the entire town, a fierce storm forced her to give shelter to Father Daniel Moretti, who's silence has made him a mystery in the community. together in Elena's modest home, tension brews into a forbidden attraction neither can ignore. Elena struggles against her own troubled past and fear of judgment, while Daniel wrestles with his vows, his faith, and the pull of desire he feels towards Elena. As their feelings are getting deeper and more intense, Elena and Daniel have to figure out a way to battle all the threats coming, as their past lives seem to be catching up with them. With betrayal closing in from both past and present, Elena and Daniel must risk everything to choose each other. Their fight becomes not only against oppressive forces but against their own fears of loss, faith, and shame. The storm that brought them together may ultimately tear them apart or give them the courage to build a new future, no matter the cost./0/82869/coverorgin.jpg?v=63976f5d584cc91303cc42a8b1b265c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late, My King: She's The Champion Now
I was Elara Vance, a reclusive artist who found her only solace in the vast VR world of Aethelgard, playing as my plain, unnoticeable avatar, Nightshade. For three loyal years, I was Soulbound to ApexKing, the game's golden boy and a real-life CEO, faithfully by his side despite the brutal forum mockery of our mismatched appearance. But then, a new star, SugarRush, burst onto the scene, brazenly stealing my old, anonymous art identity, "HoneyDew." On our three-year anniversary, in a public spectacle before the entire server, ApexKing shamelessly gave the rare "Twinflame" set I'd painstakingly crafted for him to her, before callously dissolving our bond and calling me a "placeholder." The humiliation intensified as he branded me a guild thief, placing a massive real-money bounty on my head, turning every player against me. My carefully guarded anonymity shattered when Tiffany Bellwether, SugarRush herself, doxxed my real identity and sent thugs to threaten me. Hunted relentlessly in-game and stalked in reality, my world imploded. How could the man who' d once sworn "against the world" with me believe every calculated lie from a gold-digging impersonator, dismissing three years of unwavering loyalty? The injustice boiled, leaving a raw, festering wound, and a single, burning question: why me? But rock bottom ignited a cold, dangerous fury. I refused to be a victim any longer. When a powerful, enigmatic rogue, RiverWraith, mysteriously offered his protection, I knew it was time to step out of the shadows. I would expose Tiffany' s fraud, clear Nightshade' s name, and reclaim every piece of my stolen life./0/38744/coverorgin.jpg?v=a346ecef010f7f6fe1909e4c5bd5dcfa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wanted: Mommy for the Single Hot Daddy's Kid
Stanley Robbins was a single hot daddy. His wife left them when their daughter, Heather, was still a baby. They had never heard of her ever since. Leaving the responsibility of raising young Heather in the care of a first-time dad. Stanley had worked hard to give his daughter a bright future while establishing a reputable image in the city of Newark as its top businessman. Maxine Ballard was a simple girl living her simple life. She was living away from her family. She wanted to be independent. She hated complications. She wanted everything to be simple and smooth flowing. Until one day, a billionaire hired her as his daughter's mommy. How long can they pretend that Maxine was Heather's mommy? What if true love blossoms between the real daddy and the hired mommy? Can they escape what destiny had planned for them?/0/87736/coverorgin.jpg?v=b7b1741aa96741a0ea225a5147f5ca09&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Man Who Broke Her Heart
For ten years, my stepbrother Kason Oneal was my protector. After our parents divorced, he fought to keep me in his home, becoming the only family I had. Everyone knew he cherished me, and my gratitude slowly blossomed into a secret love. Then, his old high school flame, Dalia Keith, came back. The man who once kissed me in the dark of my room vanished overnight, replaced by a stranger. I overheard him telling Dalia, "She's just my stepsister. I feel sorry for her, that's all." He demanded I give back the jade pendant he once worked all summer to buy for my birthday, only to give it to her. When I asked to move out of the room next to his, he laughed cruelly. "You'll move into the servant's quarters in the basement. That's where you belong now." The final blow came when he gave an interview to the press, painting me as a clingy, delusional girl. I became the public villain in their perfect love story, a parasite who couldn't let him go. Staring at a taunting picture Dalia sent of her wearing my pendant, I finally understood. My love was worthless. I picked up the phone and called my biological father. "Dad, I agree. I want to marry Hadley Payne."/0/84816/coverorgin.jpg?v=71e5f3acdb276616bf82c4dbf703114c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Phoenix Project: Her True Self
The date of my father' s funeral, circled in red on the kitchen calendar, also marked the day I decided to leave Mark. The decision settled into me with a cold, hollow certainty as I washed dishes, my hands immersed in warm water but my soul feeling frozen. Then, a black government car pulled up, out stepped General Sterling, my father' s commanding officer and once mine, now the only one who checked in on me. He sat in my living room, explaining the program needed me, that my name was at the top of the list for the elite "Phoenix" project. I, Elara Vance, once an expert pilot, a national hero who saved lives, now spent my days scrubbing floors, my hands chapped and unpolished. Just as the General tried to remind me of the woman I used to be, the front door burst open. My son, Leo, raced in with Julia, our neighbor, and her son Cody, excitedly showing off an expensive drone Julia had bought for him, a replacement for one Mark had claimed was "falling apart." Mark, my husband, walked in right behind them, beaming, ruffling Leo's hair, completely ignoring me and the uniformed General in our living room. He looked right past me, telling me to "make some snacks for the boys" as if I were a servant, a humiliation that burned, a decorated officer reduced to fetching food in my own home. Julia gave me a sweet, pitying smile, while my son cheered as Mark replaced my framed picture in my flight suit with the drone box on the mantel. Mark then cruelly asserted that my dead father and my past meant nothing, that I was "weak" and had "gotten soft," while Julia suggested I was unwell and should "lie down." Then, Leo, my own son, shoved me. I fell, hitting the coffee table, a blinding pain shooting through me; through the agony, I saw Leo's triumphant face and Cody's subtle thumbs-up-they had planned it. Lying in the hospital, my hip throbbing, I overheard Cody and Leo gloating about their plan: my injury meant I' d "go away for a long time," and Julia could replace me, becoming Leo' s new mother. My son, my own flesh and blood, had been turned against me, wishing I was "more like your mom," echoing Mark' s casual cruelty and Julia' s saccharine poison, shattering the last fragments of hope for my family. In that sterile, silent room, a cold, hard clarity descended: the lie I' d been living was over, and the bond with them was severed. The medical staff then revealed Julia needed a directed blood donation, as I was a match for her rare type. Mark, accompanied by Julia, demanded I give blood to the woman who conspired against me, showing more concern for her than for his injured wife. "No," I said, looking at him with pity. General Sterling reappeared, revealing Julia's anemia was chronic and had disqualified her from military service years ago. Understanding the game, I agreed to the donation, knowing it would lull them into a false sense of security, a final act before destroying their carefully constructed world. Drained and alone after the donation, Leo visited, offering a wilted flower, murmuring that Cody said I' d be mad and "probably won\'t come home." Watching him walk away, every flicker of maternal instinct died; he was theirs, and I was finally, blessedly free. Two days later, discharged, I returned to a house reeking of Julia' s perfume, my photo gone, and Julia directing a cleaning lady in my kitchen. When Mark, irritated, said I was "in no position to make demands" and tried to physically escort me to my room, something snapped. In one fluid motion, I sidestepped his grab, used his momentum against him, and pinned him face-down on the living room carpet in a compliance hold. "You are mistaken," I whispered, my voice that of Commander Vance, of Phoenix. "I am not weak. I am not your patient. And this is not your house." I ordered Julia out, then walked out myself, leaving Mark and Julia in the ruins of the life they thought they controlled, ready to reclaim my own./0/80274/coverorgin.jpg?v=c68f21b0334eec598ec8ad47c3bbb68f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
