Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Beyond Our Imagination
Hyewon has only ever known a life in the Kanen ghettos of hardships, starvation and pain until one day, her father is laid off from work, leaving only Hyewon suitable to provide income for her family. Her new job as a blue-collar worker for a large corporation forces her to move out of her familiar world of the Kanen ghettos to encounter one totally opposite of it - the Triary suburbans. The craziest part? These seemingly new worlds are separated by only a mere fence./0/39045/coverorgin.jpg?v=7515dc1aa386db92d8df8efa56859d6b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Assistant and her Playboy Celebrity
Victoria was about to graduate high school and move to Los Angeles with her mom to pursue her dream of being an actress. But disaster struck and her mom was murdered. The murder remained unsolved with no leads. So, Victoria left everything behind and never looked back. She met the perfect guy who was handsome, famous and rich. Her life seemed picture perfect in Hollywood, until her past caught up with her. ** It was the day before my 18th birthday when my mother was murdered. It appeared to be a home invasion. I should have been home, but I had a school project due and stayed late at the library. It is hard not to think of the "what if's". What if I was home, would I have been killed too? What if I could have saved her? The guilt I feel for not being there engulfs me some days. I never knew my father and I do not have any siblings. It was just me and my mom. The only other family I had was my best friend, Theo. We have known each other since we were little and talk every day. After graduation, me and my mom were going to move to Los Angeles together. My lifelong dream was to be a famous actress in Hollywood. Theo didn’t want me to go. He would always say that I was too good for Hollywood and that it would ruin me one day. But I felt all alone now and wanted nothing more than to leave. Theo tried convincing me to stay. He told me that I would have regrets leaving without knowing who my mother's killer was. But the police had zero leads and I had nothing left here in this small town. He tried getting me to stay for him, but I just wanted to be away from everything and everyone who reminded me of home and my mom. I know it hurt him, but it hurt me more to stay. So, after graduation I left for California and never looked back. Theo would text me every day. At first, I would respond, but after a while I stopped and so did he. Years had passed and I did a good job of forgetting my old life. I just celebrated my 22nd birthday and you would think by now that I would have some acting gigs under my belt. But I found out very quickly how hard it is to break into show business. All the money I got from my mom's passing had run out and I had to take odd jobs to make ends meet. I worked at a diner for a while. Then I got a job at a fancy boutique. This is where I got my big break and met Charles Sampson. He was shopping for his wife and was saying how his assistant had just quit due to a family emergency and he was in desperate need of a new one. Charles was in his 60's but he had a long acting career under his belt and just landed a major role in a successful series. I jumped at the opportunity as this could be a great stepping stone for me to land an acting role. Plus, I could learn a lot from him. I felt like things were finally looking up for me. I had been working for Charles for a few weeks and today was the day we got to go on set for filming. I was beyond excited and really nervous. "Victoria, please stop playing with your hair." Charles said. "I am so sorry." I said as I put my hands under my legs so I couldn't do it again. It was one of my nervous habits and was hard to control. "You will do great. You do not need to be nervous. If anything, I should be the one being nervous." he said as he laughed. There were a lot of big named actors and actresses on this show, and I was excited but scared to meet them. So far, Charles is the biggest celebrity I have ever met. The car dropped us off at the entrance of the set for today. We both walked in and were greeted by the producer. She had her assistant show us to his fitting room. As we were walking by the suites, I glanced at the name on the wall outside of one of the doors and saw Luca Hayes. I have had a crush on him for as long as I can remember. I couldn"t believe I was walking by his fitting room. The door was open, and I peeked in. He was pulling a shirt over his head and all I could see was his toned abs. I didn't stop staring until his shirt covered them. I quickly looked up and we made eye contact. I could feel my face heat up and immediately turn red. He had this cute smirk on his face, and I looked away and left as fast as I could. I was so embarrassed. He probably thought I was some weirdo, just staring at him. I wouldn't be surprised if I had drool coming out of my mouth. I hurried and caught up with Charles and the assistant. We arrived at his fitting room and his stylist was ready for him. I didn"t need to be there for this so I asked, "Is there somewhere that I can set up my laptop to work on emails?” The assistant showed me to a communal area with food, wifi and a lounge area. "Be careful with him. He is known to make you feel special, but it is all a lie." She said as she walked away. I looked up from my laptop and saw Luca walking toward me. I didn’t dare say a word and just looked back at my screen. "Did you like what you saw?" he asked. I kept my eyes down and said. "I don't know what you are talking about.”/0/20429/coverorgin.jpg?v=2c8b01b1891f4daea76967adaef76dfe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The devil at the top
Blurb: I hate you, Eddy Arnold, with every fiber of my being. Yet, my heart beats for you, a rhythm I can't escape. Why do I ache for you so desperately? Your hand on my back, your arm around my waist, your fingers weaving through my hair, your body pressed against mine. Your lips, like fire-spicy, searing-but I crave them more than anything. Eddy Arnold-my boss, the man who owns the biggest tech empire in New York. To cross him is to challenge the forces of hell itself. He's feared, revered... and the son of the devil in disguise. Brilliant, calculating, ruthless. The man every woman dreams of-yet his heart is as cold as ice. Fall for him? Good luck. You'll be left shattered, picking up the pieces of a heart he'll never care to hold. I got the rare chance to work as his secretary, thanks to my qualifications, after most companies turned me down for one reason: I'm selectively mute. But Eddy made me an offer-an offer I couldn't refuse. One that would pull me straight into his inferno. Join me as I walk this treacherous path, and see what the devil has in/1/113822/coverorgin.jpg?v=10957e3e5ebd7ac8797e13adae78cf67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Disowned Heiress And Her Billionaire Protector
I was the rightful heir to the Valenzuela estate, but my aunt and cousin treated me worse than a stray dog. On a freezing rainy night, they forged documents to strip me of my trust fund and violently ordered their bodyguards to throw me out. My cousin snatched the rosewood urn containing my mother's ashes. She smashed it onto the marble floor and maliciously ground the white powder under her stiletto heel. When Aidan, the elderly butler who had protected me since I was a baby, tried to shield me from their assassins in the storm, he was stabbed in the back. His hot blood poured over my hands as he died in the muddy puddle, while my aunt's men laughed and raised their blades to finish me off. They thought I was just a nameless orphan they could easily erase. The next day, they went to the press, branding me a degenerate thief who ran away, happily preparing to parade around at my grandfather's charity gala using my stolen wealth. But they didn't know I was rescued from the rain by the most ruthless billionaire in New York, a man willing to burn the city down to protect me. Staring at my pale reflection in the penthouse mirror, I took a pair of heavy silver scissors and chopped off my long hair. "From today on, the weak girl is dead. I am Evelena Valenzuela, and I am going to make them bleed for every single thing they took."/1/116325/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260528194506&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Got You: The Billionaire's Little Liar
I dressed up as a waitress and snuck into the VIP lounge of an exclusive club. My goal was simple: seduce a spoiled playboy to secure a business contract and save my family's dying company. But the man standing in the dark penthouse wasn't the foolish heir I was looking for. He was Dominick Duncan, the ruthless and terrifying head of the family. Instead of falling for my act, he pinned me to the sofa, mocked my cheap methods, and violently ripped my grandmother's vintage hairpin from my hair. I fled barefoot into the freezing rain, catching a severe fever. Desperate to get my only family heirloom back, I tracked down his heavily guarded private estate. But before I could even demand it back, I collapsed from the sickness in his living room, completely helpless. I didn't understand why a billionaire monster who ruined companies for sport would steal an old pin. And I understood even less why, instead of throwing me out, he had his staff feed me drugged tea to keep me trapped inside his mansion. What on earth did he want from me? When I finally opened my eyes in the dark room, his terrifying voice whispered right next to my ear. "Got you, little liar." I realized then that I hadn't just failed a business deal. I had walked straight into a predator's cage, and he was never going to let me leave./0/23245/coverorgin.jpg?v=af5831615dccb8771473c40e24f9ed99&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Jordan Carter #3 -My Bad Boy Brother
Jordan Carter is Caleb and Avery’s eldest child now sixteen and heading to college he vows to seek revenge on those who have bullied and belittled his little sister Tegan. She begs him not to do anything rash but Jordan being Jordan he takes it to the next level and ends up being part of the underground fighting chain to get his revenge. He meets Riley at college against all odds he finds out that her brother is the one who has been bullying his younger sister now he has his revenge plan all set he puts it into action but will he succeed on taking in Jonah Connors down?/0/28251/coverorgin.jpg?v=c136bbee9a234a06b77559f484efda53&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Is It Real Love?
What's going on when a young woman becomes the object of desire for the most powerful man in the country? I just lost my parents in a traffic accident in my care my little brother Idriss and my grandmother Amandine. Without that I knew it, I will draw the attention of Yayi the President of one of the companies most powerful of my country. What will happen in my life? This married man he could fill me with true love?/0/72992/coverorgin.jpg?v=0d89ae45db8f891316f327373615877f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
UnTamed By The Boss
A secret life. A Billionaire CEO. And a passion neither of them can control. Priynka Wald isn't looking for love-just survival. A twenty-three years old sharp-witted and fiercely independent young woman. By day, she navigates the city's streets with mini jobs. By night, she sells seduction to keep up with the responsibility of the only family she has left. But when a heated encounter with a mysterious stranger ignites a night of reckless desire, her carefully guarded world begins to unravel. The cold, calculating billionaire has built his empire on power and precision. Lewis Bradford doesn't chase women,he owns them. But Priynka Wald is a complication he can't shake. Their paths collide again in the most unexpected place, his office. Now, the lines between boss and employee are blurred by a chemistry too explosive to ignore. He wants her under him in every way but behind her fire lies a secret life that she tries to protect. He's used to owning everything . But will she be the one thing he can't control?/0/38263/coverorgin.jpg?v=2500c576ab30853f0191767cc5ca87c2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
You Are My Favourite Medicine
Pokeweed Moss is sickly and week. All the doctors predict that he will not live beyond thirty. However, he met his destined girl, Ipomoea Lewis, at twenty-seven years old. Ipomoea was born in a western medicine family, but she is not accepted by her family because of her study of Chinese medicine. She doesn't fit in with the whole family. Later, Ipomoea becomes Pokeweed’s personal doctor. After that, Pokeweed needs to reflect several times a day: do I follow Dr. Moss’s advice today? Do I eat the herbal cuisine Dr. Moss cooks? And do I drink herbal tea Dr. Moss makes? One day, Dr. Moss feels his pulse and says, “you’re cured now!” Pokeweed, “I still have a problem. I wonder whether Dr. Moss can cure it.” Dr. Moss, “What’s the problem?” Pokeweed, “I like you so much that I have lovesickness.” Dr. Moss gives him a prescription right away: Ipomoea is the medicine. It needs Pokeweed to take this medicine for a lifetime that he can get cured./0/22150/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250115173531&imageMogr2/format/webp)
End This War
Every person who crossed to our life have a past that we want to be concealed and buried. There are things that happend that we don't want to talk about. And we are one of those people who wants to forget what that person did. And there are secrets we are hiding that we can't stop from the day it would be revealed. ************ Once upon a time, a girl named Ultear Acosta tried to pursue the man she loves but at the end of the day. She was tired and finally stumbled. Ultear was tired because Sting never tried to look at her and paid a bit of attention to her. Eventually, she fell out and got injured. Ultear was the only one who lost the battle, as she was the only one who is fighting for it either. But in her returns. Destiny once tested her again by the strength she had built up over the years. To fight the battle, she loss. Would she fight again for her happy ending, or would she just let the fear take her and run away again?/0/85507/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ff95261e325f025803a123366f2037c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Saved By Hidden Alpha King
ADRIANNA GREY: Father called me cursed-a mistake that should never have existed. He blamed me for my mother's death and treated me like a burden he couldn't wait to discard. In the end, he sold me to the Alpha King, a man worshipped by the kingdom but a devil in private. He made me his sex slave, stripping me of my dignity. Just when my suffering was nearly over, his sister framed me. As punishment, he resold me-this time to another Alpha King even crueler than him. Every day of my life felt like drowning in darkness. I saw no reason to keep living. Then he appeared. My unexpected savior. He risked his life to free me, protected me like I was made of something precious, and treated me with a gentleness I'd never known. He would burn the world to keep me safe. But after everything men have done to me... can I really trust him with my heart? Especially after discovering the truth about what he truly is? ⸻ ERIC BLACKWELL: She was a small, innocent-looking girl in shabby boy clothes when I first saw her, but her doe eyes caught me instantly. After saving her from being burned alive at the market, something inside me changed-something I had never felt in thirty years. Then she disappeared. I searched for her everywhere, only for fate to return her to me in the worst way: she was a sex slave to my boss. Knowing she was in danger, I didn't care what I had to lose or what I had to do-I was going to save her again. But saving her woke the ghosts of my past, and now those secrets threaten the fragile bond I've risked everything to build with her./1/103028/coverorgin.jpg?v=66ab5325defe289dc1a9ff24dc0917c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tangled with a Psycho
April Scott only wanted to help her family until she crossed paths with Dr. Adrian Smith, the ruthless billionaire and her childhood crush, who is aware of her dark past and turns her life upside down in twenty-four hours. Her sister is hospitalized, her home is suddenly sold. April becomes the target of a deadly plot she doesn't understand. Every time she tries to escape, Adrian is there... saving her, controlling her, or destroying her, she can't tell which. She could only sense he wanted something from her and she also finds herself drawn to him. But when a confrontation ends with Adrian presumed dead, April becomes a fugitive overnight. And the only person willing to protect her is a stranger with secrets of his own./0/37481/coverorgin.jpg?v=a3b071e10ba9e2ecfab3493022ec5dbf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Famous Ex Husband
The marriage between you and Nick has been undermined day by day by feelings of possession and mistrust and all your feminine insecurities and all the weight of being married to Nicholas Cassano. You are very intense, but you are also an ordinary woman, judged by all of society for the following reasons: divorced mother of the famous Nick Cassano, manager of a bistro, and wife. The weight of being a woman is no longer easy, and being married to a pop star and then being betrayed by him and divorced from him are even bigger labels. After he walked out the door of your house, you didn't imagine that things would take such controversial destinations. Dealing with a breakup like that, with your feminine insecurities and trying to rebuild yourself is not easy, especially when you have a child in the middle. But, you are a strong woman, much more determined than you imagined, and until you realize that, you will have special people on your way to show it. In the end, everything will be fine between you and you will discover new ways of loving: loving yourself and life./0/61103/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1cb9bcdb6bf12a28c75d0c4f9fdf54a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying The Mafia Boss
"Stop running around! I'm exhausted chasing after you, Quiy!" I scolded my child. Seriously, he's so hyperactive. It's like he's a worm sprinkled with salt. He's only three years old, but I feel like I won't even make it to his college years because right now, I already feel like giving up. I wanted this, so I guess all I can say is... just bear with it! Instead of listening to me, he became even more aggressive. I might as well carry him in a basket just to keep him quiet. "I'll leave you here, you’ll see," I threatened, but it seemed to have no effect on this little rascal. "If you weren't so heavy, I'd carry you, but you’re heavier than a sack of rice!" I complained, knowing I’d end up doing it anyway. Even though Quiy is a headache, I still love him, of course! Even if I were offered ten million, I’d still choose my child. We always playfully bicker, but of course, it's all for fun. It would be boring if we didn’t talk, right? There are only two of us, so we’d be wasting our words if we stayed silent. If he inherited anything from me, it's my quick tongue. But his seems to be on overdrive. Mine is still manageable... but his? It’s overflowing. "You're too slow, Mommy. I'm speeding up so we don't miss out," he said, rolling his eyes at me. If this kid wasn't just three years old, I might have done something drastic. "How can you miss out? We're in a grocery store. There’s plenty to buy, so you won’t run out," I explained. He let out a heavy sigh, raised an eyebrow, and crossed his arms. "Then why haven’t you found my diapers yet?" he argued, his eyebrow arching even higher. "They said there's no more stock of your diapers, ma'am!" I sarcastically replied. "See, Mommy? We're out of stock because you're too slow. You're like a pregnant lady. I saw earlier that another mom grabbed the last one of my diaper type. I was going to snatch it, but then I saw her husband. He’s so big, so I kept quiet," the little one shrugged. Why does he know so much? Sometimes I think maybe I’m just a joke to the world, that he’s actually the mommy and I’m the child because he knows more than I do. "I'm not pregnant. Where do you get these ideas? You look like a penguin—did you hear me say anything?" I raised an eyebrow at him. "Yes, you just did," he replied. Sometimes, I just want to put him in my pocket. He’s so annoying! He always has something to say! "Quiyana Louise," I called out his full name. Whenever I do that, he usually behaves because he knows I’m about to scold him. "I won't run anymore, Mommy," he said, pressing his lips together tightly. I nodded in relief. Thank goodness. I'm only twenty-four, but I feel like I’m sixty. It’s exhausting taking care of a mischievous child, especially one who’s always cheeky. If I didn’t love him... Even though he's the most mischievous, headache-inducing, and expensive child, I’d still do anything to give him the good life he deserves. I never experienced these things when I was a child because I wasn't born rich. There were even times when my parents couldn’t afford to buy even a kilo of rice, so the solution was to borrow from the neighbors. For me, there’s no shame in coming from such a life. Even now, I sometimes find myself needing to borrow money, but at least I know how to pay it back. I’ll work even harder to give my child a good life. "You’re smiling again, Mommy. I’m not being naughty anymore," I heard him say. That’s why I love this kid. At least he’s affectionate too. A smile slowly formed on my lips. He even clapped when I did. "My mommy is so beautiful..." he praised, something that probably only happens once a month. Most of the time, I just get insults from him. I don’t even know where he got that attitude from—I’m kind... and so are my parents. "Enough with the compliments, Quiy. I already knew that. Do you think complimenting me will make me buy you chocolate?" I looked down at him. "No. Your teeth will fall out," I added, causing his shoulders to droop in disappointment while pouting. He’s already missing teeth, yet he still wants sweets. Of course, I don’t want him wearing dentures at such a young age! Besides, I can’t afford such things. He stayed quiet, so I focused on the shopping list I had written. I’m the type who thinks of many things to buy while at home, but when I’m actually at the store... I forget. So young and already forgetful. I’d almost bought everything. Only Quiy’s diapers and milk were left. I was about to call him when my heart pounded loudly—I didn’t see him in the aisle where I was. I quickly put down the basket I was holding and took quick steps to search for Quiy. My heart raced even faster with every aisle I passed where I didn’t see him. Where could that child have gone?! "Quiy?" I called, but still no response. I had passed several aisles, but still no sign of Quiy. I must have called out every saint I knew, but still nothing. "Quiy, my child?!" I called out agai/0/22776/coverorgin.jpg?v=f93876cab53c03e07a308027e1e646fb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
All Bets Are On
Alexandra, an independent introvert who, since losing her mother and sister consecutively due to illness, struggles to trust and rely on other people. That is until she met Jacob. Her cousin’s new tenants. With his etiquette and empathy, he sure gave her a lasting impression. But the insecurity of losing the women of her life is keeping her from relying to anyone. Will this be enough for Alexandra to finally take down her guards and open up?/0/25592/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260518180214&imageMogr2/format/webp)
An Irresistible Widower
Alexandre Mendonça I live only for my work and for my two children. In fact, I don't want any other woman, what I really wanted was my wife, but unfortunately, she's gone. I loved her so much that my heart still aches and bleeds, and I ended up closing myself off from all women, as none will come close to my dear late wife Sarah! But that changed after the call I made today. Whose sassy, sensual voice was that? I wondered. Until today when I received a strange call. What I wanted? It was meeting the owner of that sassy, sensual voice. Jackeline Baptista or Jack Baptista I don't know what I did to God?! I'm pissed off. All things are going wrong. Even my job, which I love dearly, is driving me crazy. All because of that drop-dead gorgeous man who looked like an ogre, shit, there I am thinking about the idiot I saw today in my friend's company elevator. Soon curiosity hits me, I touch the screen and, when I look, I see Mr Ogre on the cell phone screen, then, fuck it. I kept his cell phone, I don't have a better name than Irresistible Ice./0/75339/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250811152917&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Revenge to Lust
She felt a slight shudder run through her spine as his fingers brushed her aroused lips. "This is not appropriate." The words caught in her throat. His leather and lemon scent overpowered her senses as he leaned forward. "Nothing about you ever was". Her plan was revenge but his touch fueled a lust she couldn't deny. Trapped in a contract marraige with the second son of the Elysian Tyranny, she decides to use it as an avenue to avenge he and his brothers for what they stole from her. But what if the target of your rage is a highly attractive man with an allure of danger and dark seduction you can't resist? As she delves into her plans, she uncovers demons from his past and battle forces of attraction she didn't bargain for while they are determined to make her bend, both to their will and in their bed./0/21994/coverorgin.jpg?v=20210720150318&imageMogr2/format/webp)
