Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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My Love for my Ex-husband Never Came Back
After receiving a prenatal injection, I received an anonymous video on my phone. In the video, a man sang nursery rhymes with a little boy wearing a birthday hat. He dabbed a bit of cream on his finger and smiled as he smeared it on a woman's nose. Then he bent down to kiss it away. My phone slipped from my hand to the floor, and I trembled all over uncontrollably. The scar on the inside of the man's wrist was an old one, left from the time he saved me. Around his neck hung the pendant I had fetched for him from a famous church to ensure his safety. When I returned home, the expansive riverside apartment felt empty. The housekeeper brought some herbal soup meant to stabilize my pregnancy. She sighed and placed it on the table. "Mr. Stewart has a social engagement this evening and won't be home for dinner." It was the tenth night he had used this excuse not to come home. I removed the diamond ring that symbolized our love and called the lawyer. I didn't want to wait any longer. My husband, Bruce Stewart, had given his tenderness to another woman and was not worth my love./1/112095/coverorgin.jpg?v=fa53458ccf1b930c820a55a5f1b62f06&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Light I Lost, The Love That Stayed
Claire Sterling, the daughter of the Sterling family, and Ethan Quinn, a bodyguard within the Sterling Group's underworld operations, came from entirely different worlds, yet their love burned fierce and unstoppable. During a violent clash with a rival faction, Ethan risked his life to shield Claire. Back then, Claire had been held tightly in Ethan's arms. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw him firing with cold precision, while his other hand covered her ears, shielding her from the deafening shots. Her heart had pounded wildly, and she found herself unable to look away from those deep, unfathomable eyes. To escape the marriage arranged by her family, Claire decided to run away with Ethan. But after waiting through an entire night in the rain, the only ones who came were the bodyguards sent by her father, forcing her into a marriage she never wanted. Claire had jumped from a moving car to escape, breaking three ribs. The moment she woke in the hospital, she called Ethan and sent ninety-nine emails... Every single message disappeared into silence. In the end, she forced herself to let go, and they went their separate ways. Five years later, when Claire returned home, she discovered that the CEO of her new company was none other than her ex-boyfriend. Ethan had transformed into the man in control of Quinn Group. On the surface, he mocked her at every turn, meeting her with cold hostility, yet behind the scenes, he shielded her from every harm. She thought her heart had long gone still, yet under his relentless pressure, it began to race out of control once more./0/80299/coverorgin.jpg?v=75c9b090ee96deac8e3eada1aacfdd71&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After Saving Him, He Condemned Me
I was a successful Chicago paramedic, seeking peace from city trauma, when I saved Ethan Caldwell, the charming heir to a Northern California empire. He promised a quiet life, true love, and soon, I was pregnant with our son. My future felt perfect. But this gilded cage harbored a sinister core. His icy mother, Eleanor, and his seductive sister-in-law, Veronica, resented me, plotting to erase my happiness. I discovered Ethan and Veronica locked in a scandalous embrace, and that same day, an excruciating pain ripped through me – I lost our child. Instead of comfort, I faced unspeakable cruelty: they callously denied me proper medical care, ushering me to an ill-equipped local clinic, leading to my baby's tragic stillbirth. Then, they forced a drug upon me, designed to steal my fertility forever. They brazenly framed me for poisoning Veronica, publicly shaming me, with Ethan blindly believing their every lie. The ultimate horror struck when Veronica flaunted a chilling jade pendant, casually revealing it was crafted from our son's ashes, a grotesque desecration. My husband, the man who vowed to protect me, saw none of their evil nor my innocence. He watched, complicit, as they conspired to commit me to a remote mental institution, believing their manufactured narrative of my "insanity." How could the man I loved be so utterly blind, so heartlessly callous? But even as they dragged me into the night, a hidden text from my Chicago lawyer ignited a fierce fire within me. This wasn't the end of me; it was the explosive start of my calculated, ruthless reckoning against them all./0/86788/coverorgin.jpg?v=0af33793554dc3f654efbff59875dc05&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayal That Freed Her
My engagement to Ethan Hayes was a decade-long silent contract, a symbol of a love I held with quiet desperation, though his light never truly shone on me. Then Chloe Davis appeared, all sweetness and light, and Ethan, who' d been indifferent to me, fell completely for her. In my first life, that look drove me mad, leading me to uncover Chloe' s dark secret: she was the daughter of the man who ruined Ethan' s family, driving his parents to suicide. My attempt to save him backfired catastrophically. During a heated confrontation, Chloe pushed Ethan's uncle, David Hayes, who died instantly. Ethan walked in, seeing only me standing over the body with a terrified Chloe pointing a trembling finger. He refused to listen, convinced I was a jealous fiancée eliminating a rival. I was wrongly imprisoned for his uncle' s death, dying alone and forgotten, while Ethan and Chloe' s twisted tragedy bound them together in a life I couldn't share. All my love, my loyalty, my sacrifices, meant nothing. But then, I opened my eyes. I was back in the university library, a full year before the tragedy unfolded. My past life was a finished story, but this was my second chance. I swore a cold, hard resolve: I would not interfere. I would not save him. I would watch their great love story play out to its inevitable, disastrous end. My first act? Terminating our engagement./0/80948/coverorgin.jpg?v=1f9934d9b4fa0ed146b3b5fa805dbae0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Isabelle's Downfall: A Twisted Love Story
Tomorrow, I, Ethan Reed, was set to marry Isabelle Davenport, the exquisite old-money bride who promised a future of prestige and endless possibilities. Our lavish rehearsal dinner glowed with anticipation, my parents beaming with pride as their "new money" son married into established aristocracy. Then, a chilling phone call shattered everything. "I'm pregnant, Ethan," Isabelle whispered, "It's Liam's." My world tilted, instantly replaced by a wave of nausea and disbelief. She didn't stop there. Isabelle demanded I postpone the wedding indefinitely, quit my career to support them, and even insisted their relationship be openly acknowledged, with Liam, her step-brother and the baby's father, moving into our condo. The next indignity: she had my belongings, including my beloved grandmother's irreplaceable quilt, dumped on the curb, then maliciously desecrated the quilt itself with cigarette burns. The final blow came when Liam staged a pathetic suicide attempt, and Isabelle, her eyes blazing, tried to force me to apologize, even offering me a letter opener to "understand his pain" by cutting myself. How could the woman I loved be so utterly manipulative, so cruelly deluded? My future, meticulously planned, lay in toxic ruins. But amidst the devastation, a memory resurfaced, a lifeline in the darkness. Today was my 30th birthday. And a childhood pact with my best friend, Chloe: "If you hit the big three-oh still single, Ethan Reed, you're mine. We marry each other. Deal?" Just as I stood broken, she appeared, the small gift in her hand, her eyes clear and steady. "A deal's a deal, Ethan," she said, cutting through the ash of my ruined life. "Marry me, Ethan. In three days. I'll handle everything."/0/87437/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5775643281ba0023f4470f9343cb35f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Whispers of my heart
She loved him in silence. From the moment she could remember, Sophia Thomas had watched Daniel Harper - her older brother Nathan's golden-boy best friend - from afar. He was everything: charming, confident, kind. And to him? She was just "Nathan's little sister." At fifteen, she tried not to care. Tried not to notice how his smile lit up a room or how his laughter made her heart race. But when Daniel comes home from college and agrees to tutor her in math, Sophia realizes something painful: She never stopped loving him. As they spend more time together, buried feelings begin to surface - on both sides. What starts as stolen glances and quiet longing turns into late-night talks, shared secrets, and moments neither of them expected. But there are rules: - Don't fall for your brother's best friend. - Don't let him see you as anything more than family. - Don't believe he'll ever feel the same. Too late./0/84517/coverorgin.jpg?v=23953857d03f72c10ef8b9ba9d55c9b4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
More Than Ashes
The smell of smoke woke me up, a thick, acrid scent clinging to my throat. My heart pounded as sirens pierced the night, a chilling prelude. Three missed calls from Marco, my dad's sous chef. "It' s the restaurant. It' s… there was a fire." I ran, the air growing thick with the smell of burning wood and something chemical, something awful. My world shattered when I saw it: the hollowed-out shell of "The Amber Hearth," my parents' restaurant, my entire life, consumed by flames. A police officer stopped me, but I could only stare at the wreckage, the place my parents worked, lived, and breathed. Weeks later, I was living with Chloe, my food critic girlfriend, in her pristine, minimalist apartment. She supported me, made calls, held me when nightmares struck. "We'll get through this together," she promised. But that promise felt hollow when the simple click-click-whoosh of a gas stove sent me stumbling in terror, and she quickly turned it off, her embrace distant even as she whispered, "I'll be here for you." The cracks widened when she abandoned our quiet anniversary dinner, again, for Daniel, her 'anxiety-ridden' former mentor. "He needs me, Liam," she'd always say, framing his alleged illness as a virtue, my need for her as a selfish demand. I watched her move, efficient and precise, realizing I was just an obligation, a managed crisis she was bored with. Then, a text from my friend: Chloe's rave review of Daniel's new menu just dropped, a "Triumph of a Troubled Genius." The publication date? Last night. Our anniversary. She wasn' t working; she was dining with him, relaunching his career. The anger burned clean and hot; her entire compassionate façade was a calculated deception. When she walked in, I confronted her, the ugly truth filling her perfectly curated apartment: she chose him, lied to me, used my grief as cover. Her icy response, "If that's how you feel, then maybe you should leave," was all I needed. I left. Days later, I saw him letting himself into her apartment, confirming the sickening truth: I was just a convenient cover for their secret affair, a grieving fool in their shared territory. I had defended her, pushed away friends who tried to warn me, all for a lie. My anger, humiliation, and shame fused into a chilling resolve. I wasn't just heartbroken; I was done. This wasn't a relationship; it was a fraud. And now, armed with the brutal truth, I had to build something new, far from her memory./0/95224/coverorgin.jpg?v=dc1300a6bace46707a6d0e2d848941ba&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Two Sons, A Mother's Divided Heart
For five years, I built a new life from the ashes of my old one. I was a mother to Cale, the kindest boy in the world, and the woman who was destroyed by Congressman Hampton Garner was just a ghost. Then a schoolyard fight brought it all crashing down. The boy Cale fought was Ignatius-my son, the one Hampton stole from me at birth. To protect Cale, I knelt on the principal's office floor and begged for his forgiveness, just as Hampton himself walked through the door. He warned me to stay away, but then used our sick son to drag me back into his world, threatening Cale's life to ensure my compliance. I was trapped between the son I raised and the one I was forced to abandon, a pawn in their cruel games all over again. Then Hampton's brother appeared, offering me a chance for revenge, but only if I played his game and put my family in the crossfire. I was a pawn once. Never again./0/63428/coverorgin.jpg?v=62312095d13660258aa985323b0877ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ceo Ex Hubby, Stop it
Her mother and the old lady from the Elton family make an arranged marriage for her before they die. She has a secret crush on the man that she is supposed to marry. She has no problem marrying him however, he is not interested in her because he already has a girlfriend in his life. He only married her because his grandmother forced him to otherwise he wouldn't have inherited the family business. He marries her then keeps her in the house that his grandmother gave them as a gift before she passed away. He does not live with her but he lives with his mistress in another house far from this one. He comes back after three years, not for her but to demand that she signs divorce papers. She signs them only in one condition, he fulfills his conjugal rights. Five years later, she comes back with twins. Only this time around she is not as vulnerable as she was back then. Not only is she the best designer in the country but she has also found her biological father who is from one of the richest families. He is intrigued by her beauty and wonders why he couldn't see her like this back then, he lives to beg her for them to remarry. Read and discover how exciting their story is and also find out if she will accept him back or find new true love./0/85815/coverorgin.jpg?v=af47a0d3d0a49151042534784908fa4f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife He Sold
My fiancé, Mark, whispered promises of forever, of a family, as we lay in bed watching the sunrise. He said he loved me, and I believed him with every fiber of my being. I built my world around him, his happiness my only goal. Then, I found his journal. Page after page, he wrote about Chloe, his childhood sweetheart, with a desperate, passionate love he never showed me. It was dated a week after he proposed to me. I wasn't his love; I was a placeholder, someone convenient to fund his lifestyle and soothe his ego while he waited for his true love to be available. The gentleness was a tool, his promises a means to an end. My heart shattered into a million pieces. Then Chloe' s husband died, and her family went bankrupt. Mark brought her to our home, demanding she stay. When I finally defied him, telling him she couldn't stay, he went into a rage. The next day, two rough men arrived. I thought they were there to evict me, but they grabbed me, dragging me from my home. "A lesson in obedience, Sarah," Mark had said, adjusting my collar as they held me. "You're tougher. Three days. I'll get the money and come for you. Just be a good girl." But he never came. I was thrown into a dark, reeking basement – an underground fight club. There, I learned the true meaning of his betrayal. He didn't just abandon me; he sold me, leaving me for dead, all to punish me for standing in his way. I barely escaped, a ghost of my former self. When I stumbled back home, I found him celebrating, bragging about how I had been "broken in." Sarah Miller died that night. Three years later, I faced him across a crowded ballroom, his gaze freezing on mine. He rushed towards me, murmuring, "Sarah? Is that you? Do you know I've been searching for you for three years!" But the broken girl was gone. I leaned into the warm, solid figure beside me, a cool smile on my face. "Mr. Stevens," I said, "we're not close. Please don't let my husband get the wrong idea."/1/111771/coverorgin.jpg?v=5d4c2cf58da209f550bc8e1c434b7fae&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Uncontrollable Temptation
Sophia Parker has worked as a personal assistant to Adam Wilson for almost 2 years. She has acknowledged the fact that he will never notice her... as a woman. The best she can do is fight the attraction she feels for him, which is impossible because they work together closely every day! Little does she know that Mr. Wilson is also fighting this same attraction as well.../0/61157/coverorgin.jpg?v=0a4f60625b67dfe963130dd7309d0d6b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Ex-wife's Regret
At the wedding venue, my bride suddenly learned that her first love was terminally ill. Without hesitation, she decided to call off the wedding, leaving me to pick up the pieces alone. I begged her to finish the ceremony first, but she frowned and said, "Jase, he's dying. What are you even comparing?" Eventually, as she wished, I stopped comparing everything. I became a business tycoon, and a divorce agreement landed in front of her. But she panicked./0/52397/coverorgin.jpg?v=21ea35198d4274ae7acdd5ba8c3421df&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Your Love Is Gone
"Jason can we talk for a while," I said to him. Just spell it, I have a date with Celine." hastily said. "Jason, I'm pregnant with you," I stated. How did that happen, I don't know what you're talking about." He said. What you don't know, you did it and then you don't know." I said raspingly. I was drunk then, I didn't know what I was doing." He reasoned. "Why didn't you stop me, when was that time, because you wanted it too, now, you're going to accuse me of liking you." he insisted. I don't know why you are acting like that Jason, but I will tell the truth that I am pregnant and you are the father. Why am I lying to you, for what," I said, my tears started to fall, I just held them back, I don't want Him to see me weak. "One more thing, I didn't know that what I drank was mixed with s*x drugs, I also didn't know what happened." I added. "That, I didn't know at first, maybe it was with another man. You just asked me to do it because you can't take responsibility." He promised. "Are you out of your mind Jason, If you are not the father of what I am pregnant with now, you think I will approach you now, will I let you know." I said annoyed. "I don't know if that's really mine, I'm not responsible for that either, because Celine is also pregnant." He said with doubt. I couldn't stand what He was telling me, So I slapped It, I couldn't stop my tears from falling anymore. "If I were you, we wouldn't have a problem, just abort Yan, it's total blood all the time." He added. I slapped Jason again, because I was angry with him, for what he was saying to be our son, in his stomach, he was killing him. "Your mind is so narrow. You will kill your own son." I smiled brightly. "It's really easy for you to say that, because you didn't really love me a bit, because of the two of us, I'm the only one who loves you." I said as my tears fell. "Don't worry this is the last time we'll talk, I won't mess up your life, then I won't mess up yours either Celine, starting now we're strangers." I promise even though it hurts my feelings. I felt pain inside of me, but I need to be strong for my baby. "I'll avoid you too, I don't want Celine to get mad at me, just follow what I told you so you won't have any problems, me too, We must act like we're strangers, we didn't know each other, forget it Just because we went through something, I will also forget you.." He told me without emotion. I also felt a pain while he was telling me that, it really just proves that in the few years we will be in a relationship, I will be the only one who loves him. For almost four years, we're in a relationship, I'm the only one who truly loves him, It's just because of me, so that he can be close to Celine, whom he truly loves, I'm the only one who made me a bridge between the two. We're best friends before with Celine, but accidentally I found out the relationship between the two. I have also let go of being friends with him, because he treats me differently, I have also avoided him. I don't want trouble. " We're totally broken, I hope we don't cross our paths, if that happens just act we're strangers, I'm setting you free. I hope you love Celine like I did to you." my farewell said to him. I'm Jackie Duterte, a college student who fell in love with a man, who didn't love her back. She's taking BSA, bachelor of science in Agriculture. Jason Martin, a ruthless man, a college student too. Currently taking up bachelor of science and criminology. Attractive man, tall, tan skin, also has a sharp nose../0/81273/coverorgin.jpg?v=6b11b7f287619ded3e59e6ca58cb36ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Faked Death, Her Real Grief
I woke up, reborn into my transactional marriage with Amelia, flooded with agonizing memories of my past life – how I, Ethan Miller, shamefully used her, flaunted an affair, and never saw her fierce, hidden love until my dying breath. This time, I vowed to right every wrong, to love her as she truly deserved. But my chance at atonement shattered when Amelia, my chillingly cold wife, threatened my parents' retirement savings. She forced my mother, Sarah, to undergo a dangerous bone marrow transplant for Julian Vance, her beloved artist, leaving me locked away, utterly helpless. After Julian's surgery, Amelia's calculated cruelty escalated into a nightmare. She flaunted Julian, mocked my every attempt at change, deliberately poisoned me, and then subjected me to brutal "re-education" – electroshock, scalding my hand with boiling water. When Julian framed me for her grandfather's injury, Amelia' s chilling rage turned into an unimaginable ordeal, culminating in her threatening my innocent parents' lives, dangling them over a dangerous precipice. How could this be the same woman who died fighting for me? The Amelia I' d come back to cherish, whose love I desperately wanted to earn, had become a terrifying stranger, a monstrous tormentor. Was she reborn too, driven by past pain, or had she simply become pure evil? As the horrifying truth of her unadulterated hatred dawned on me, and my parents' lives hung in the balance, my vow of atonement dissolved. There was only one way out, one final act of self-preservation: I had to fake my own death, vanish, and ensure Amelia believed I was gone forever./0/65375/coverorgin.jpg?v=f43b22308a228b08f149c42fe34823ec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Crazy Mafia's Possession
"This marriage isn't going to be easy. " He said slowly, circling her like a lion stalking his prey. "What do you mean?" She said softly, her voice nearly quivering. "Sweet, naive, little Tessa." He smirked. Tessa swallowed nothing. "I barely forgive, Tess. Now You've signed the contract, I'll have you know I'm in for revenge." "Revenge?" She gasped. "You're going to be miserable. I plan on torturing you." Dominic snarled viciously and Tessa shifted immediately. Then slowly, he pulled out a gun. *** Tessa's life took an unexpected turn when her ex boyfriend returned, asking they meet in a bar. What's more shocking is that he presented her with a marriage contract to be his fake bride to fool his parents, and in return, he'll pay her mom's surgery bills. Having no option, she accepts it naively. Only to realize, she's signed a deal with a devil! Dominic Montez is out for revenge! Their breakup had caused a hole in his heart, filling him with acrimonious feelings as he's hellbent on taking his revenge on her for cheating on him, a year ago. He's the son of the deadliest Mafia too. Will Tessa ever escape his evil grasp or will she be trapped with him as his slave??/0/24170/coverorgin.jpg?v=d23860729b9d9a95b49c1094f89b4e21&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love After Marriage
As soon as he got off the plane, Su Wan felt the cool air in March in s city. The wind was blowing on his skin, which made him feel cold and warm at first. It's nearly 11:00 p.m., but the streets of s city are still full of people and lights. Su Wan stands on the bridge and looks at the tall buildings around him. His eyes are stunned. I have been in s city for 18 years, but I haven't seen it for three years now. I feel strange as if I were separated from the world./0/30659/coverorgin.jpg?v=58c06b9e512d4cbaa7ff6f716c071fa7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Paradise Island
A group of students went to Paradise Island to conduct a documentary video on culture and beautiful scenic spots in Pangasinan. The story revolves around two lovers Dianne and Marvin who are torn apart and reunite as they build friendships with their companions, and struggle to escape a frightening secret that envelops the personality of the surrounding people./0/21899/coverorgin.jpg?v=089e5012d165b8b2673de6ca96a901a3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Boy With Luv
A poor lady finds an expensive phone in a trash can while picking up bottles. She takes it and begins to look for the owner. She finds out it belongs to Wilbur Sanders, a well known actor and she innocently returns it to him after a successful search. He was a very popular actor and one of the richest. But he was quite humble, kind and easily hurt. Her actions struck a cord in his heart and in an attempt to make her an ordinary friend, he falls in love with her. His best friend is totally against his feelings for her and warns him to stay away from a mere janitor. But Wilbur even strived to get closer to Marigold. He begins to care for her and show her that he loves her. Unfortunately, she doesn't want him despite him being rich and capable of pulling her out of poverty. She had a terrible heartbreak in the past and he was a rich boy too. So Marigold thought that all rich boys were players. Her own best friend, Eliza, would have none of her attitude towards Wilbur. She encourages him to give him a chance but Marigold is very stubborn. What will Wilbur Sanders do to win the heart of Marigold Cruz? He has dark secrets too. Will Marigold be able to cope with those dirty secrets if she eventually falls for him too?/0/79651/coverorgin.jpg?v=dfb3c066c2ce7b94aaf333b9fc0a03c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Five Years' Love, Shattered by a Call
My wedding to Ethan, the man I’d loved for five years, was weeks away. Everything was set for our future, a beautifully planned life together. Then the call came: Ethan’s high school sweetheart, Chloe, was found with severe amnesia, still believing she was his girlfriend. Ethan postponed our wedding, asked me to pretend to be his brother Liam’s girlfriend, insisting it was "for Chloe’s sake." I endured quiet agony watching him relive their past, his every loving gesture now for her. Chloe’s Instagram became a public shrine to their "rekindled" love, #TrueLove emblazoned everywhere. I even found a groundbreaking clinic for Chloe, hoping for an end, but Ethan brushed it off. Then, I overheard him: I was just a "placeholder," a "good sport" who would wait, because I had "nowhere else to go." Five years of my life, my love, my loyalty, reduced to a disposable convenience. The cold, calculated betrayal punched the air from my lungs. He thought I was trapped, that he could use me at will, then return to me, expecting gratitude. Numb, I stumbled. And then, I met Liam, Ethan’s quiet brother. "I need to get married, Liam. To someone. Soon." The words escaped me. Liam, who had watched silently, responded: "What if I said I'd marry you, Ava? For real." A dangerous, desperate plan ignited within me, fueled by pain and a fierce desire for reckoning. "Alright, Liam," I declared, a new resolve hardening my voice. "But I have conditions: Ethan must be your Best Man, and he must give me away at the altar." The charade was about to begin, but now, it was on my terms. And Ethan had no idea the bride was truly me./0/83220/coverorgin.jpg?v=6c20664c7d38dbbc8af7c2683015478a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
