Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Bride of the Demon Lord
Just like every other young lady at her age, she also wants to get married to the very Man of her dreams.. but things are rather better to remain a dream... Are losing her parents in such a tender age, Li Wai young, moved in with her uncle who also have a daughter who happens to be the same age as her, thank goodness they get along so well and are considered as blood sister from childhood till when they are adults.... Her uncle and Aunt took her in like their own child whatever Li Xi'an have can also be found in her room and of course the two girls do querie like other kids their age do , but when ever that happens Li Xi'an will end up being repreminded while Wei young will be pampered, but this only made her Miss her parents more.... ******** Looking at her aunt kneeling in front of her, reminding her how good she have been treated since she moved in with them. " Wei young'er , please you have to replace Xi'an I know you are not prepared for this but now the whole of Li family is in your hands, marry young master Gu and if he didn't treat you well we promise to allow you seek devoice..." She looked at her uncle who have been sitting quietly all this while with his head bowed.. realizing that he is not planning on saying anything she slowly turned to her aunt and gently squeezed her hand, helping her up, . " Get up Aunt" using her small hands to wipe off her tears, she gave them a bitter smile, " I will marry him, I will get dressed and marry young master Gu " after her gentle voice said this she ran as fast as her legs could carry her back to her room, leaving her uncle and his wife speechless but they were happy the great storm have been cleared up by her simple reply. She cried her eyes out that very night wishing her parents where with her,her elder sister Li Xi'an was supposed to be the bride but after a long disagreement with her parents she ran away living her to take her place, the two girls never wanted to be a part of an arranged marriage but dua to some problem known only to the elders concerning the family business the elders have no choice but to arrange for one of the girls to get married to the son of their business rival Gutangxing, infact like other parents this couple wanted their biological daughter to be the lucky one but the lady thought otherwise because of her child hood crush.. some one who doesn't know anything about her existence.. ******* Father you know there's no way am marring that lady, someone I don't even know , for crying out loud ! , I also heard that she has a record of visiting a phycologist.." a crazy woman " I rather die than marry her ' he said to himself over and over again. Tangxing, cryed to his father,who remain adamant about not changing his decision, " and who said you don't know her , the both of you went to the same middle School, High school and even University, so you most have met at that time maybe you don't remember, but don't worry after the marriage you will get to know each other better" he said in a final note.. Clearly frustrated by his father, he started reminding him, when he was born,how old he is and giving him reasons why he should be allowed to enjoy his youth.. His brother couldn't help but laugh at his pedigament , for the first time he was happy that he is not the eldest son of their family..... Father please don't do this to me, he quickly went to his mom but she is clearly on her husband's side especially when who ever gets married to this lady will become the CEO of Gu crops... The offer is very entirsing but I just can't spend the rest of my life with a crazy stranger..."" He said standing up... " You better get dressed tomorrow for the wedding" old man Gu snarred at him with a serious face making the others to remain calm... "I WILL MARRY HER" In the midst of the calm living room came a very clear and arrogant voice making the entire family to shiver in fear even father Gu... SOME WHERE IN TANGXING 's heart he was very happy and grateful for the intervention of his step brother .. even with his Cold and ruthless attitude he is forever nice to him and his brother ( or so he thought because this person has no clue on what family is) but why is he suddenly interested in this marriage.. Bro..." He wanted to ask but his father bite him to it.. " Who allowed you in "? " Oh!! I forgot that I need permission to come see my father, " he said nonchalantly... The door opened again and two huge men came in with guns standing behind him, dressed in a well known uniform .. What? Who gave you the right to the underground world ? Father Gu asked Furiously.. "10 years ago the Li family members made the life of a young lady miserable sending her to her earlier grave ,I want them to feel the same pain as I did then and after that I will come for you too, don't think you will excape punishment for your crimes, " he said totally Ignoring his questions.../0/78658/coverorgin.jpg?v=82110958f83031e75defcaef2aaa9476&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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A Story That Won't End
She thought she knew who she was. She was wrong. Ayla Monroe has everything-wealth, beauty, and a family that keeps her under constant watch. But behind the walls of the Corsetti mansion, she feels like a bird in a gilded cage. She wants freedom, a normal life, and answers to the questions that haunt her every night-about icy water, a distant bridge, and a boy's voice calling her name. Then River Callahan walks into her world, bringing with him a storm of memories she can't quite grasp and a truth she's not ready to face. Because Ayla isn't Ayla at all. She's Hope Freissy Marsh, the sole survivor of a tragedy that wiped out her real family-and the rightful heir to everything the Callahans now own. As long-buried secrets unravel, Ayla finds herself torn between the boy she's falling for and the blood feud that binds their families. Love was never supposed to survive this war. But some ties are impossible to break./0/41022/coverorgin.jpg?v=69c3ee7dc161f646776b73306cd5b636&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marriage Contract Between mask and feeling
"Marriage Contract" is a gripping story of love, sacrifice, and hidden secrets. Lucas, a young man desperate to save his family from bankruptcy, is forced to accept an arranged marriage contract. But there is a thin thread that binds him to the overwhelming passion he feels for Isabela, a woman who has awakened an uncontrollable flame in his heart. Entangled in a web of duty and desire, Lucas finds himself involved in a marriage of obligation with Clara, a mysterious and charming woman. Amidst a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, they embark on a tumultuous journey, full of mismatches and challenges. As time goes by, secrets from the past begin to surface, revealing an intricate plot of intrigue and manipulation. Lucas finds himself plunged into a dilemma, while his feelings for Clara turn into something unexpected. Between passionate encounters and uncovering dark secrets, he discovers that true love can arise from the most unlikely circumstances. "Marriage Contract" is a story of intense twists and turns, where hearts struggle between loyalty and the pursuit of happiness. Engage in this captivating tale and discover how far love can take us, when destinies intertwine in unpredictable ways./0/19933/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7295f3bcb7dd53bcecca8cc267365fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Surrogate For Billionaire
I knew this day would come soon but I’m not ready yet, I’m just scared. I couldn’t even see anything because my eyes were covered with a long black satin and also my hands were tied up. The most scary thing is it’s raining and thundering heavily. After some time I heard someone’s footsteps coming towards me and I knew he’s the man that I’m going to lose my virginity. He came and climbed onto me as he placed himself top of me. I could feel his scent and it made my heart beat so fast. Then he removed my nightgown as my body began to tremble. “Scared?” He asked huskily against my ear. “Can.. can you remove this blindfold sir?” I asked as I heard his voice. “No. You shouldn’t see me” He said and with that I felt a sharp pain between my legs. So finally it happened. Tears came out of my eyes as he started to move. “Ca..can I touch you sir? It hurts” I found myself crying because I wanted something strong to depend so he untied my hands. “Of course” Without thinking I hugged him so tightly and buried my face against his neck. I felt I was an object that he uses to vent his desire, I felt like I was a cheap woman who sells her own body for money but I should be strong because I’m giving myself to save a life…. …………………………. Julianna Kennedy was a 20 years old university student, her parents were dead but she had a 7 years old little brother who is suffering from lung cancer. So she needed a huge amount of money to do his surgery. So the only option she had was to be a surrogate for a man who she never knew. Ryan Winston was a 24 years old billionaire, he was handsome but a cold hearted man. He had everything in his life but never had a woman or loved anyone but because of his grandparents’ need to see a great grandchild before they die, Ryan was forced to have a child with a surrogate. But both Julianna and Ryan never knew they were fated to each other……../0/39400/coverorgin.jpg?v=34c5cfcf7c726313d51885443b914e83&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Chosen one
In a time when marriages were arranged, Madeleine and Cecilia were prepared for marriage, but Cecilia was desperately trying to get away from her suitors, while Madeleine was the prize and promised in marriage to her cousin Emanuel. Emanuel was a prince and when he turned 21 he would have to marry to assume the family throne and his mother was in charge of choosing a betrothed for him. But Emanuel surprises everyone with his choice, and from then on a love story begins, where the couple will have to fight to stay together and keep their family together./0/20582/coverorgin.jpg?v=073d033137272f18b825ec9a3fd25601&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Da Silva's Bride
She sucked in a breath..."I'd say it's very good for my first time on a horse"She said and looked over her shoulder. Their eyes met and sealed for a long moment.She was so close that all he had to do was move his head forward and kiss that tempting mouth of hers but he didn't. He was trying to figure out what was so intriguing about her, especially her eyes. Dio!(God) He didn't like this one bit. "Stop looking at me like that"Xavier warned, coldly. Amanda and Alisha are identical twins. Alisha is betrothed to Xavier Da Silva. A powerful Italian. She's upset by his ruthlessness and vows to deal with him by running away. This cause their money hungry mother...Isobel to make Amanda become Xavier's bride until Alisha is found. It started as a harmless little ruse....but would it end up being so much more? #Two sisters. #One man #Italian Romance./0/84823/coverorgin.jpg?v=18b52ce5074293f30c6ceacd5aaef2fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Assistant's Awakening
For three years, I believed I was living a dream, curated by the renowned architect Liam Maxwell, a life where I served as his live-in assistant, blurring professional and personal lines. He mentored me, showered me with gifts, and praised my "brilliant" insights, making me believe I was valued, cherished even, an unspoken affection lingering between us. That illusion shattered when I overheard Liam describe me as "just a glorified intern, useful for fetching coffee and making my designs look better by comparison." He scoffed, adding, "She\'s so dependent on this job, she\'d never leave, even if she knew the truth. Her family needs the money." The world tilted. Every kind word, every thoughtful gift, every professional opportunity twisted into acts of cynical manipulation. I wasn\'t a protégé; I was a tool, a punchline in a cruel joke. The man I had admired, depended on, melted away, replaced by a calculating stranger. A cold rage replaced the hurt, a silent vow to reclaim my worth. How could I have been so blind? So utterly used? How much of my life had I truly wasted on his elaborate charade? The moment he tossed a new file on my desk, demanding renderings by morning, I looked up. "Of course, Liam," I said, a perfect imitation of the naive girl I used to be, knowing that this time, the performance was for me, marking the precise moment I decided to walk away and discover my true value./0/98450/coverorgin.jpg?v=d8072843166ef8c93edb7e7c92ef8297&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Replaced By A Pregnant Substitute
Five years ago, my fiancé, tech billionaire Jaxon Kent, went missing. When I reported it, I became the laughingstock of Seattle. The police told me his real fiancée was an actress named Kamila. But I was the one living with him, hidden away in his coastal villa. I was his secret, his ghost, while she wore my identity for the world. After a fall at the police station, a miracle happened: I regained my sight. The first thing I overheard was Jaxon telling a doctor not to let my vision be restored. He said he' d fallen for my replacement. That a blind, dependent wife was better for him now that his substitute was pregnant with his heir. He had built me a castle not to protect me, but to imprison me. He had given me the 'Eternal Heart' diamond, then sold our love for a cheap copy. My life was a lie. My future was stolen. And the man I loved was a monster. So I set the castle on fire. As the flames consumed the monument to my stolen life, I whispered to the inferno, "Your love is tainted, Jaxon, and I don't want it anymore."/0/82552/coverorgin.jpg?v=9fa7d58dd44f6b4c2caf2e58cb06ccd0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Perfect Amnesia Wedding
Our Las Vegas wedding shimmering with joyous promise dissolved into a planned, perfect honeymoon, the start of our forever. That blissful illusion exploded when a text message from Alex' s ex-girlfriend, Jessica, flashed across his phone: "Last night was incredible, Alex. Worth the wait. See you soon. J." My world fractured; he' d slept with her the night before our wedding, then married me anyway. Alex immediately concocted a cowardly escape, feigning selective amnesia where he conveniently forgot only me. He then brazenly reunited with Jessica, and through manipulative family connections, they forced me-the successful event planner who' d poured her soul into our cancelled dream wedding-to arrange theirs. They paraded my painstakingly chosen peonies, my caterer, even my Vera Wang gown, as Jessica publicly reveled in my agonizing humiliation. The brutal betrayal of seeing my love meticulously dismantled and paraded as their triumph ignited a cold, burning fury in my soul. But they mistook my shock for weakness; he thought he' d erased me, yet I was already plotting my masterpiece, armed with a perfectly feigned amnesia he' d soon discover wasn't so convenient./0/22529/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ff5785f81d698030817213890274a05&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Surprised Love
Every boy in School waited for Frizzie (real name Fenzie) to grow up to ask her hand for marriage. The boys believed that despite a cold heart and a passion for martial arts, she would become a soft woman when she grows up. The lovers always imagined her as the soft wife who would grow up into the most beautiful woman on earth. No one dared to speak their desires or wish to marry her as they were afraid their bones will be broken the next minute by their hopeful future wife. On top of that, she is not a believer of love. Growing up seeing her parents fight every day, she very well knows that love between a man and a woman does not exist. In fact, there is no purpose in a marriage and love is fake. She will have to meet a man of another era to fall in love. Has God already planned a man of another era for marriage?/0/80930/coverorgin.jpg?v=b812a5586abf0dca15314a7208c26ae6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Twenty-Two Again: The Ultimate Reckoning
At fifty, my body broken and worn, I lay dying on a cold, stained mattress. Every ounce of my being had been spent on Ethan Vance, the man who now stood across the room in his expensive suit, callously discussing his future with Chloe Harrison – the stepsister who had effortlessly stolen the life intended for me, leaving me with nothing but exhaustion and regret. "Scarlett was just a means to an end," Ethan smoothly confessed to Chloe, his voice dripping with deceit. Then, adding to the crushing weight of betrayal, my supposed brother, Marcus Thorne, revealed the ultimate lie: "Scarlett, I was never your brother. I was adopted solely to protect Chloe, the true Harrison family heir in their privileged eyes." The double betrayal was a physical agony, yet I was too weak to even stir. My life felt like a cruel, wasted joke; my deepest love, a meticulously crafted illusion; my very family, a grotesque sham designed purely for my exploitation. As darkness finally consumed me, the profound weight of this ultimate deception was unbearable. How could I have been so astonishingly naive? How could I have sacrificed everything for those who, with chilling indifference, orchestrated my downfall and used me as a mere pawn? The burning injustice of my stolen identity, my sabotaged existence, ignited a furious despair that transcended death itself. Then, a sharp, life-affirming gasp. I bolted upright, my hands young, smooth, undeniably twenty-two again. This was the exact pivotal moment, the critical turning point that had led to my tragic past. But not this time. The past was dead, replaced by a fierce determination. I was alive, I remembered everything, and my destiny was mine to reclaim./0/82877/coverorgin.jpg?v=58c2fc30ee39d463e7153d2aa6f2af9b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Heartbreak To Stepmom
I wanted our relationship to work so badly. I loved Cory with all my heart and made him the man who took my most important thing. I thought it was going to make our bond stronger as a couple, but that was the night Cory decided to break up with me. To my surprise, I caught him having an affair with no one else but my mother! Is this the experienced woman he was talking about? The shock! The betrayal! I must get my revenge. Alison, after being betrayed by her mother and ex, sets her eyes on Cory's father - Ralph Vandyke, the Mayor of Moonlight County. She plans to use him just to get back at Cory. Unfortunately, the two of them start falling for each other.../0/19934/coverorgin.jpg?v=830ad835c6d3a02af440cdbde8586dd8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He takes my breath away
Stacia is a plus size model that's trying to catch her big break into acting. She was beyond excited to get a part in a commercial. It was an added bonus when she found out she would be working alongside her crush. Sadly, crushes are only meant to crush you. Darius is the Hollywood heartthrob the everyone's talking about. He comes off as a complete ass but he's really not. He's just tired of being used by everyone. He is sick of pretending to be something he's not. Could Stacia be the one to save him? Will they let love in and forget everything that could break them apart? They say love can heal all wounds in time, but can love heal words spoken in anger?/0/84175/coverorgin.jpg?v=1a9fbfb26d870a14f7496d9b32a1ecdb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond the Burnt Sugar: Her Sweet Revenge
I was reborn on the day of the Scott Hospitality Innovator's Gauntlet, the air thick with burnt sugar and the scent of my past misery. I won that competition, but instead of the grand prize, I gained a forced marriage to Ryan Scott, grandson of the powerful food empire patriarch. My wedding day turned into a public spectacle when Ryan's socialite "true love" faked a suicide attempt, painting me as the villain who stole her life. Years of icy marriage culminated in a nightmare: Ryan smothered our infant son, believing he was saving his precious Molly from my "theft," then murdered me. My last thought was of my dying father, knowing he'd be next. Now, I'm back, standing at the final challenge of that very competition, but this time, I' m not just winning; I'm orchestrating my freedom./0/84824/coverorgin.jpg?v=c3498694ff51592247da0f54bac146ff&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Goodbye, Brother, Forever
My whole life, I believed in a quiet promise: that the boy my parents took in, Daniel, the brother I never had, would one day be my husband. I spent years capturing his every moment through my camera lens, building a portfolio that was less art and more a diary of a love I thought was undeniably mutual. That belief shattered the moment he walked in with Sarah, a woman who radiated polished beauty that instantly made me feel clumsy and plain. "Ellie, meet Sarah," he beamed, a joy I'd never seen directed at me, "my fiancée. Your future sister-in-law." Sister-in-law. The word seared into me, branding a permanent boundary on the future I'd painstakingly built brick by brick. He was my protector, yes, but I realized too late he was protecting a sister, not a future wife. The ice spread through my veins, but the worst was yet to come. Sarah, sweet as syrup, accused me of assault, even tearing our childhood photo, a treasured irreplaceable, right in front of Daniel. He didn't hesitate; he chose her, his face a mask of cold disappointment as he told me, "Maybe this shouldn't be your home." My world fractured, yet in the wreckage, a chilling clarity emerged: I wouldn't fight for a love that didn't see me, or a home that no longer welcomed me. I would leave, taking my photography and my broken heart to Europe, to build a future that was entirely my own, a life without him./0/47188/coverorgin.jpg?v=74813bcef3b64d4bcbc5324ab5a87cd6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Twisted Fated
"You're really rude! Be respectful!" Dad said angrily. I smiled bitterly because of what he said. "Rude? You're the reason I've been rude! If only you hadn't been so selfish, I wouldn't have been that!" I answer back. "We didn't become selfish children, we did it for you — for your future. We want your life to be peaceful when you graduate." Mom said tearfully. "Is that your solution for my future? You must be stupid then. I can work after I graduate. What you said is that you did it for yourself-so that you can be even richer and be known by all over the world and- " “How dare you talk back to your mother!”-Dad. I winced at what Dad had done. Its the second time he slapped me. I was grabbed by my sore cheek and started crying again. But instead of acting, I wiped away my tears and smiled wryly. "There you are again. Does it feel good to slap your daughter over and over again Dad? Is it comforting? Because I felt like slapping me is becoming your habit." I said to him. Dad didn't speak right away because of what I said. Mom kept crying as she hugged Dad's arm. "I'm sorry daughter." Only Dad said. I ignored them and started walking up the stairs. Mom tried to stretch my hand to stop me but I just tapped her and left. "Do you think you can stop this agreement? Sorry daughter but you have no other way. You need to marry him! Because I say so!" Dad chased after me but I just ignored it. You're wrong Dad, there's still a way./0/98451/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5efa0e3d140dd2be27196932b5d38ba&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Cold Revenge, A Hidden Love
For three years, I made my husband, Kane Chandler's, life a living hell. The day my family went bankrupt, he became a billionaire and handed me divorce papers. "My true love has returned," he said coldly. "I have no more use for you." To save my desperate family, I was forced to accept his cruel offer: become his live-in mistress. I had to serve him and his perfect new girlfriend, Astrid, in the penthouse that was once my home, enduring his cold, calculated revenge every single day. But then I stumbled upon a devastating secret. His "true love" Astrid was secretly plotting with his brother, Cade-the man I once adored-to destroy him from the inside. Astrid begged me to steal a file from Kane's safe, claiming it was the only way to save him from blackmail. I agreed, ready to sacrifice myself to set him free. I never imagined this was the final move in a twisted, three-year-long test of love he had designed just for me./0/82553/coverorgin.jpg?v=03e668352b29ddb0e0b7e8493748a860&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Longer His Doll
I loved Michael so fully, a quiet burning devotion for my youth pastor, believing he was my soulmate. Then he left me for his "true love." In a fit of desperate jealousy, I hired men to just `scare` him, but it went horribly wrong. He suffered a head injury, waking with amnesia, claiming I was the only woman he remembered, the only one he loved. Guilt gnawed at me, but I clung to his twisted miracle, marrying him fast. My mother warned me, her voice weak but firm: "Sarah, this isn't right." I dismissed her, blinded by supposed love. Months later, in an isolated cabin during brutal childbirth, I heard Michael' s voice, cold and ruthless. He confessed his amnesia was a lie, a scheme with my stepsister, Jessica, his true love. They planned to steal my baby and force me into degradation. My baby girl was murdered by him, yet I was forced to breastfeed Jessica' s child, a constant, sickening humiliation. My mother' s warnings echoed, a devastating realization setting in: I was just a pawn, a "milk machine." But when Jessica cruelly revealed my own child had been slowly poisoned, something in me snapped. Broken, but not defeated, Mama V – an old friend of my late mother – recognized me when Michael dumped me at a decrepit city club, fully intending to sell me into a life I couldn't bear. She offered me a choice: sing for my life, or be swallowed by despair. I chose to sing. And I chose to live./0/57246/coverorgin.jpg?v=854d7d2bf128860e4d125ee96b00d71f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
