Romance Books for Women
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Stinging heart
Nicole was the only one she knew that had the guts to call Jordan at this hour. The sound of the water in the bathroom stopped. Jordan came out wrapped in a bath towel. He wiped his hand and picked up the phone. Ivelle didn't know what the person from the other end of the phone said. She saw Jordan frowned slightly and he heard him say, "Nicole, don't fool around!" With that, he hung up the phone and was ready to change his clothes and leave. In the past, Ivelle might have pretended to turn a blind eye but now, she grabbed Jordan and begged him softly, "Is it okay if you will not go tonight?" Jordan frowned and his face showed some coldness and displeasure. "Are you beginning to be presumptuous?" It was cold and ironic. Ivelle was stunned. For a moment, she was not able to stop herself from laughing. She looked at him and said, "Tomorrow is Grandpa's funeral. Even if you can't let her go, shouldn't you have a sense of propriety?" "Threats?" He squinted his black eyes and grabbed her jaw in a low, cold voice. "Ivelle, you've grown up."/0/83451/coverorgin.jpg?v=943fbe56112015ff5b9f0a755321f34b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Revenge, My True Love
Julian Croft's career was on the brink. My father, General Vance, offered a solution: Julian would marry me. I remembered that deal. In my first life, I accepted it, blinded by stupid love. Julian smiled, handed me champagne, and then orchestrated a scandal that framed my father for treason. My father died in prison. My family was ruined. And I died alone, hit by a car, a ghost in my own life. The memory of the cold pavement against my cheek was still fresh. The hatred was a physical thing, a solid weight in my chest. He destroyed everything simply for access and power. But I was back. Before my father could speak, I stepped forward. "No," I said. "Julian Croft is not good enough to marry into the Vance family." Then, to everyone's shock, I walked straight to our quiet mechanic, Leo Martinez, a former Army Ranger who worked for our family. "Leo Martinez," I declared, "I want to marry you. Will you accept?" This time, my choice would rewrite history. My revenge would consume them all./0/19312/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ab436c74892e222dfe90a543af34310&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Ultimatum at Thanksgiving
My wife, Sarah, and I built Innovatech Solutions from scratch, fueled by late-night pizza and big dreams. She was the charismatic CEO, I was the nuts-and-bolts guy as Head of Sales and Product Development. We were partners, co-founders, and deeply in love-or so I thought. Then she hired Kevin Young, a young, eager intern who seemed to know how to play the game. Suddenly, Sarah's focus shifted entirely to him, showering him with undeserved praise and opportunities, completely ignoring company values and our shared principles. Kevin got a company Tesla, a corner executive office usually reserved for VPs, and even a speaking slot at a prestigious tech conference I deserved. Sarah put him in charge of our most critical project, the Phoenix initiative, undermining my entire experienced team. The final straw came when she took him on a "strategy retreat" to Napa and posted a selfie showing off my engagement ring on her hand with him in the background for the whole company to see. The office was rife with whispers, speculation that I was being replaced, that they were together. My anger slowly froze into a cold, profound disappointment. How could the woman I' d built everything with betray me so completely, publicly choosing this manipulative intern over our company, our marriage, and me? Her blindness was staggering, her choices inexplicable, yet devastating. That night, I knew I had to plan my exit, not just from Innovatech, but from her. I quietly activated my secret weapon, my Uncle Mike, and began a meticulously calculated operation to take back everything she had carelessly thrown away. What she didn' t know was that while she was busy playing favorites, I was building a new empire, ready to reveal itself at the perfect, most humiliating moment./0/86580/coverorgin.jpg?v=4dec89929b8716418fbd8602c665f7e7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Chosen One's Cruel Game
The Miller family living room, usually a hub of quiet prestige, hummed with a different kind of energy. My adoptive father, Mr. Miller, beamed, the air thick with anticipation for the grand unveiling. Lined up before him were the five men he had raised alongside me: Ethan Hayes, Justin Bell, Ryan Stone, Kevin White. And me, Chloe Miller, the prize in a twisted game I was forced to play. "Chloe, my dear," Mr. Miller' s voice, warm and loving, cut through the tension. "Who do you choose?" Ethan, the man I had tragically chosen in another life, smiled. A perfect, practiced mask of devotion. This time, his smile felt like a cruel joke. I remembered the cheers, the naive happiness of that last life. He' d been the perfect husband, the perfect son-in-law. Until my father' s funeral. That night, he handed me divorce papers, his voice stripped of all warmth. "Now that your father is gone, there' s no need to continue this." Confusion turned to horror as he confessed: our marriage was an act of gratitude. A pact. A lottery among the boys to see who would "care for me" while they waited for Sophia, my sweet, innocent adoptive sister, to come of age. Every love letter, every tender touch, every whispered promise, now tainted. I was a pawn. A well-behaved doll. Then came the final, devastating blow: he left me to drown in a flooded subway tunnel for Sophia' s sprained ankle. But then, impossibly, I woke up. Back in my bedroom, on the very day I was supposed to choose. This time, my choice would not be a game. It would be my freedom. "I choose Liam Black," I declared, my voice ringing clear and steady in the stunned silence. A quiet, stoic Navy SEAL, an outsider. My escape. The shock on their faces was a masterpiece of disbelief. Their carefully constructed world shattered by a single, powerful truth. And I was just getting started./0/91586/coverorgin.jpg?v=c3375cee62f4fb9887989aaa7b5057b0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After divorce, He regretted
Three years ago, Emily married Aaron out of gratitude. She truly believed he respected her, cared for her, maybe even loved her. It wasn't until later that she realized-he had never really let go of his ex. And the craziest part? She looked just like her. Time and time again, he left her behind for that woman. And finally, Emily understood something. A thousand days and nights couldn't warm a heart that was never hers to begin with. All along, he had only been looking through her... searching for someone else in her shadow. If he didn't love her, then so be it. She was done trying. But after the divorce, he came back-saying she was the one he truly cared about all along. His eyes full of regret, chasing after what he lost- But Emily just laughed. She wasn't that quiet, invisible wife from three years ago anymore./1/101598/coverorgin.jpg?v=049e5ba18c972d48d747882767778036&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Their Perfect Lie, My Unseen Truth
Tentu, saya akan menambahkan POV (Point of View) ke setiap bab sesuai dengan permintaan Anda, tanpa mengubah format atau konten lainnya. My parents stood over my unrecognizable body in the marsh, complaining that I hadn't returned their calls. To my father, the lead detective, and my mother, the Chief Medical Examiner, I was just another "Jane Doe" who made bad life choices. While I watched as a ghost, my mother scoffed at the silver bracelet on my wrist-the one I made for her-calling it "tacky street trash." They spent the morning dissecting my injuries, all while praising my adopted sister, Hope, and grumbling about how I was "acting out" by missing her violin recital. They called me irresponsible and ungrateful, unaware that I had been kidnapped and murdered as revenge for one of my father's old cases. I screamed silently as they dismissed my death as the result of a "rebellious lifestyle." The insults only stopped when they found the waterproof capsule in my stomach. My father' s hands trembled as he read the note inside: "An eye for an eye, Detective Hood." Then, my mother saw the scar on my flank-the unmistakable mark of the kidney donation I had given to their perfect daughter./0/32140/coverorgin.jpg?v=1c71fd0325b64390dbeef684b7114790&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unsavory Redemption
Rebecca Morris, Stuck in an undesirable situation of marrying the guy who gave his heart to her sister but her father who thought of her as nothing but contempt, used the situation to his advantage when Ryan Knight proposed to marry his daughter. By using a cheap trick, he finally threw away his disgrace, bounding her life with a guy who loved her sister dearly. Ryan Knight, when left with no choice but to spend his life with a person he doesn't want to, an arousal for revenge to make their lives hell blind him as he swore to break each and every person of the family who deceived him. Starting with his wife who married him knowing that he loves his sister. ...Being ignorant of the fact that all of them are victims of this...../0/18530/coverorgin.jpg?v=12bcc192a0a4e94398599e9a3e6217f8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trial Of The Senses
Seven years ago, a night with a mysterious man brought Ashley a child. However, she suffered an accidental miscarriage. What was worse, her boyfriend cheated on her with her younger sister, and the two of them kicked her out of the house. In order to make a living, she became a member of the paparazzi. Life never stopped making fun of her. Finally, she got herself involved with a boss in the entertainment industry. To her surprise, the boss didn’t trouble her but instead turned her into a superstar. And even more amazingly, it turned out that this powerful boss was none other than the mysterious man she had met seven years ago! Where will their story go?/0/26039/coverorgin.jpg?v=125525e788afcc5e0d44b9a15a7091a5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Denver Hale's Virgin Prostitute
When blood betrays blood of course it would hurt. But what do you expect from a deceitful, thieving, manipulative twin sister? Life, of course, will never be a bed of roses for Melanie Martinez, a pole dancer who got sold into prostitution by her twin sister when the going got tough. Well, it was during one of her performance on stage while pole dancing before she would be given to the highest bidder for the night, that Melanie Martinez was stolen away by a demon king who had come in form of a human. What happens when,not only the demon king but also arch nemesis falls in love with melanie? Disaster strikes in the demon realm! Is this her protection or her doom?!/0/86893/coverorgin.jpg?v=3da7238eaf20e0194c0d81d39707522e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Man's Unexpected Wife
My life had quickly unraveled. For seven years, Emily, my fiancée, had been my world. But then Mark Miller arrived, claiming he'd saved her from a hotel fire. He and his young son, Billy, quickly moved into Emily's life, and ours, consuming every space until I became an intruder in my own home. Emily, once so brilliant and driven, transformed. Anything I suggested was met with "Mark says," or "Billy wants." My career was sidelined as I supported her, only to find myself watching her plan picnics with another man's son for "the investor meeting can wait, Billy is more important." The final straw came when Billy, in my study, broke my grandmother's music box, my most precious possession. Mark casually dismissed it as "just an old box." When I got angry, Billy screamed I pushed him, and Emily, without a second thought, decided to side with them. "Mark and Billy are staying here tonight. Billy can have your bed. You can sleep in the guest room." She was literally kicking me out of my own life, one room at a time. I was suspended from my job based on Emily's false accusations and locked out of my apartment by changed locks. This betrayal meant I couldn't reach my dying grandmother, missing her final moments. I was left with nothing but the cold, hard realization that Emily didn't care. With Emily sharing a picture online, calling me "negativity," and cozying up with Mark in our favorite restaurant, I knew I had to act. It was time for a real change, a new beginning. I called Sarah Jenkins. "I'm ready," I told her. "Let's do it. Tomorrow, if you can."/0/85798/coverorgin.jpg?v=297f300371d825e6b12be6300522a24e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Seven Years A Prisoner Wife
For seven years, my life was a cold, silent prison. My husband, David Chen, the tech world' s golden boy, saw me only as his sister Emily' s murderer. What happened to Emily that day at the lake was an accident, a tragedy. But to David and my adoptive mother, Olivia, it was my fault, a debt I had to pay every single day. My punishment? The hard, cold floor of a barren guest room was my bed. His cruel words, "A murderer doesn't deserve comfort. This is where you belong," echoed in my ears every night. Every month, I would present him with divorce papers, a desperate plea for freedom. And every month, he would tear them, burn them, a grim ritual reminding me there was no escape. Why did they hate me so much? What had I truly done to deserve this unending torment, this life lived as a ghost in a gilded cage? But the constant humiliation, the silent contempt, the pain-it all fueled a secret fire within me. I meticulously saved every penny, selling sketches online, denying myself even basic necessities to afford a one-way train ticket. Tonight, the charade ends. I' m walking away from this living hell, from a man who promised me a life but delivered only a sentence. I' m reclaiming my name, my future, and the woman I was always meant to be./0/80010/coverorgin.jpg?v=245898c0ffd84881cf640f25c71cb92c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Forbes Interview: A Wedding Day Betrayal
I gave him everything. Twelve years of my youth, my full Stanford scholarship, a promising career as an analyst at Goldman Sachs – all sacrificed to build his company, NextGen Solutions, from the ground up. I was his co-founder, his COO, the true architect of his vision, working 80-hour weeks for a mere $65,000 annually while he took all the credit and lived like a king. Then, just seven days before my 30th birthday, Ethan Miller, the man I believed would finally propose, proudly announced in a Forbes interview he was marrying "a woman who dedicated her youth to him" on that very day. My phone exploded with congratulations, everyone convinced he meant me, his childhood sweetheart and loyal partner. But I knew the chilling truth: he was marrying Brittany Hayes, a stunningly incompetent intern, with a lavish Tribeca penthouse and a 10-carat Tiffany diamond bought with "our" company’s funds. I overheard him telling his fraternity brothers he’d “smooth it over” with me later, mocking me as his “free COO” and “total simp” behind my back. The man I had loved and bled for, the one who took every credit and let his friends humiliate me, truly saw me as nothing more than a convenient, disposable resource. His casual cruelty, after all my loyalty and hard work, hardened my heart. On my 30th birthday, wearing my own custom Vera Wang wedding gown, I walked into City Hall. My presence there was not a desperate plea for him, but a silent, deliberate declaration of my freedom. My true fiancé, a man who truly valued me and our future, was already on his way from London./1/110046/coverorgin.jpg?v=621fbc3218ecc1c89860ef22e2c8a354&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE BEAST STOLEN BRIDE
**BLURB:** Lily Thompson was supposed to marry Tyler Harrison, the charming Alpha's son who promised her safety and status. But when a scarred beast crashes through the church windows and steals her from the altar, she discovers everything she knew was a lie. Mason Ford isn't the monster everyone claims he is. He's the exiled wolf who made a desperate deal with Tyler's father-a deal Tyler planned to break by killing Lily the moment they were wed. Mason's kidnapping wasn't cruelty. It was salvation. Now she's trapped in his wilderness cabin, furious and confused, while he tries to prove that the man she almost married sold her life for pack territory. And worse? The mate bond humming between them says Mason is her true match, not Tyler. But Tyler wants his bride back. Not for love, but because Lily holds the key to an ancient pack bloodline that would make him unstoppable. Mason can protect her body, but protecting her heart when she's starting to see the man beneath the scars might be impossible. Sometimes the beast isn't the one with claws. Sometimes the beast wears a perfect smile and plans your murder on your wedding night./0/19469/coverorgin.jpg?v=15c97e28a2650274380b3657963a60e7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Luna
The island of Bellpond is a welcoming place for tourists—and a home to werewolves. Vanessa Martin, a member of the Silver Crescent pack knows that Jordan Hale is the forbidden fruit—someone off limits. He belongs to the rival pack. And yet, she's attracted to him in ways she cannot explain. When a tragedy befalls him, Nessa wants to be there in some way to comfort him. She goes out of her way, ignoring all words of advice and warnings from her peers and her grandma and soon, a friendship blossoms between them. The smooth wheel rolling down breaks when they find a body washed up on the shore, and soon a couple more follow, piling up. Nessa and Jordan pair up, vowing to get to the bottom of this, but as they investigate more, they realise the matter is more sinister than they expected. Will they stop and expose those involved in these gruesome murders or fall down the rabbit hole trying to uncover the mystery?/0/59204/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c8dfbdc52a655de2d226530671b387b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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All for the Money
To save her family from being homeless, Faith Williams decided to steal from her company. She thought she got away with it until one day, her cold, stoic and unforgiving boss Anthony DeMarco caught up to her scheme and threatened to send her to prison. In a desperate attempt to save herself, she offers her body to him, which angers him even more. How will she ever get out of this troublesome situation?/0/23693/coverorgin.jpg?v=0915ae7e1b77837711ecdcd8d73bad5c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrothed To The Alpha
Just after a three years coma, pearl was back to her family and was ready to celebrate her 23rd birthday party. Her birthday party was supposed to be a happy reunion but no, it was the end of her happy life. She is betrothed to the ruthless young king in her absence and he was back to take what rightfully belonged to him, on the day of their engagement ceremony pearl found out she was pregnant. How possible can she be pregnant when she has been in a coma for 3 years. Let's find out!! @pop precious/0/63428/coverorgin.jpg?v=62312095d13660258aa985323b0877ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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