Romance Books for Women
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Too Big to Fit.
"You don't always have to say something, you know that, right?" I said, my voice sounding strange in my ears. "You need to stop talking down on people just to massage your stupid ego!" ***** The worst thing about suddenly changing schools is the part where you think it's your chance to begin from the top-take life by the reins and navigate it in the direction you've always wanted. That was what Sydney Walker thought when her boyfriend, Chase Monroe, released private pictures of her right before he left the town. Then a week after, her father is found dead in the cold rain. She was forced to go live in a whole new city with her family which she barely knew, giving her hope that she could start afresh. But news flash: she's still the same plus size, introverted nerd even in her perfect sister's kind of clothes. And Tyler Sinclair-Lakeview's golden boy, never called it a day if he didn't remind her that she was three times her sister's size, up to their senior year. But the more he punches her in the guts, the more circumstances around her push her to fight back. But when? And how would she finally square up to the one boy that toxic part of her secretly wants to see every day? And what about Tyler? Are his insults just mere "tease" or is there something going on in his family that no one else knows about?/1/126231/coverorgin.jpg?v=850cecb3056bfeab0a23c40869ceaf09&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Heiress's Ruthless Fake Marriage
The world thought I was just a brainless party girl who lucked into an engagement with the wealthy Zane Sterling. But at my own engagement party, I personally directed the press and New York's elite to suite 2808. Inside, my fiancé was tearing off my "angelic" stepsister’s pristine white dress. I kicked the door open and let the cameras flash. "Carra... my own sister... How could you?" I cried like a perfect, heartbroken victim, but my hands ruthlessly ripped her gown wide open, exposing her to the digital vultures. Zane was ruined, and my stepsister became a public laughingstock. But my furious father and stepmother immediately cut off my finances to punish me. To get rid of me, they forced me to marry Chace Henderson, the crippled, illegitimate son of a powerful rival family. They thought they were caging a ruined, second-hand bride. They thought I would just cry and accept my fate as a pawn, entirely at their mercy. What they didn't know was that I secretly control 35% of our family's empire, and I have my own private intelligence network. Even better, my new "paralyzed" husband is actually a ruthless mastermind who can walk perfectly fine. "Consider this a down payment on our alliance," I whispered, kissing him in a dim garage. They wanted a wedding to humiliate us. We are going to give them the disaster of the century./1/118370/coverorgin.jpg?v=2d3e2957bfa7ee73f58ec887b11e33e2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Runaway Wife: Escaping His Gilded Cage
Ava had been married to Wall Street titan Damian Carlisle for three years, an orphan chosen by his late grandmother solely to provide an heir. But at the matriarch's funeral, Damian stood intimately before the flashing cameras with his childhood sweetheart, Isabelle. The entire elite family deliberately excluded Ava, leaving her standing alone in the shadows. The guests whispered about how perfect Damian and Isabelle looked together, completely ignoring the actual wife standing right there. To Damian, Ava was nothing more than a piece of inherited furniture he didn't know where to place. Realizing she was just a discarded placeholder, Ava quietly left the estate and sent him divorce papers. But Isabelle secretly intercepted the legal documents to keep Damian in the dark. Enraged when he finally discovered her escape, Damian tracked Ava down to her shabby Brooklyn rental. He smashed through her door, physically dragged her out in the middle of the night, and forced her back to the sprawling estate. He installed new locks on the reinforced windows, pinned her to the bed, and coldly commanded her to fulfill her biological duty. "You owe this family, Ava. You were given everything, and this is how you will repay that debt." Trapped in the dark, a chilling despair washed over her as she realized a piece of paper could never free her. Against his absolute wealth and power, her rights and her tears meant absolutely nothing. But as her gaze fell on the corporate financial reports she had been secretly analyzing, her fear vanished. If the law couldn't beat him, she would use the only language he understood. She would accept the executive position at his rival's firm, dismantle his empire piece by piece, and personally ruin him./1/126867/coverorgin.jpg?v=cfaf188ea646d23182e7767208d0586e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Woke Up Married To A Stranger Hockey Prince
I woke up married to a stranger. Not just any stranger. Garrick Sinclair-the cold, ruthless captain of the Chicago Mustangs, the man every woman in Chicago dreamed of and every sensible woman stayed away from. I didn't remember marrying him. I didn't even remember sleeping with him. Yet there was a diamond ring on my finger, a marriage certificate beside the bed, and Garrick looking at me like I was nothing more than another gold digger trying to get her hands on his money. He offered me cash to disappear. I wanted nothing from him except the truth. But then his adoptive father died, leaving behind a shocking condition for Garrick's inheritance: He had to be married. Suddenly, the marriage neither of us remembered became the only thing protecting his family's billion-dollar empire. Then my mother was murdered. I came home to find her dead among the roses she loved, only to wake up in a police station as the prime suspect. My home was a crime scene. My mother was gone. And I had nowhere left to turn. Except the husband who had once wanted me gone. Garrick got me out of jail and pulled me into his world. But the closer we became, the stranger everything felt. Whenever he touched me, he remembered things he had forgotten. A locked room. A terrified little boy. A girl in a pink dress. And a promise made in the dark. I thought my marriage to Garrick was the worst mistake of my life. Now I'm starting to wonder if it was the one thing that was never a mistake at all. Because I may not be a stranger to Garrick Sinclair. I may be the missing piece of his darkest memory. And someone has already killed once to make sure we never remember the truth./1/123722/coverorgin.jpg?v=31f898b8b0e57499dec5a7ee662835ac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dumped by My Ex, Now the Mafia Boss Owns Me
Her ex refused to marry her, so she gave her virginity to the Mafia Boss-who is obsessed with her. "I don't love you anymore." Those five words shattered her world. Abandoned by the man who once promised her forever, and left alone as her father falls into the hands of the ruthless mafia, she's forced to make a desperate choice: trade her freedom to save the only family she has left. But the devil she chooses is far more dangerous than the one who betrayed her. Feared throughout the underworld, the powerful mafia boss is cold, possessive, and merciless. The moment she becomes his, he makes one thing terrifyingly clear: she belongs to him, and there is no escape. Just as the past threatens to return, one question changes everything. What if the man who broke her heart wants her back? The mafia boss's answer is chilling. "Then I'll burn him." Trapped between a love that betrayed her and an obsession that refuses to let her go, she'll soon discover that some cages are built of desire... and that some men would burn the entire world to keep what is theirs./1/106357/coverorgin.jpg?v=b3e777a89422447cd6ceed01f11ab916&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia King's Substitute Bride
The space between them disappeared. She arched into him, tilting her head as his lips traced a slow path down her jaw, then lower. Goodness, she wanted more. *** Valentina De Luca was never meant to be a Caruso bride. That was her sister's role-until Alecia ran off with her fiancé, leaving behind a family drowning in debt and a deal that couldn't be undone. Now, Valentina is the one offered up as collateral, forced into marriage with Naples' most dangerous man. Luca Caruso has no use for a woman who wasn't part of the original bargain. To him, Valentina is nothing more than a replacement, a means to reclaim what was promised to him. But she isn't as fragile as she seems. And the more their lives tangle, the harder she is to ignore. Everything begins to go well for her, well, until her sister returns. And with her, the kind of trouble that could ruin them all./1/126322/coverorgin.jpg?v=18c675e0ca8eb4d588c2142b74154bf8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Ice Captain's Stolen Fiancée
I was carefully folding a new silk nightgown, ready to fly to New York and surprise my fiancé of several years, Donald. Then my phone pinged with a photo from my stepsister, Cindy. It was a high-resolution image of her and Donald, tangled together naked on messy bedsheets. On his arm was the one-of-a-kind silver bracelet I had custom-designed for his birthday last month. Cindy was staring right at the camera with a triumphant, provocative smile. A second message popped up: "Omg, sis, so sorry! Sent that by accident!" It was a blatant, mocking slap in the face. Later, I even intercepted a call where Donald laughed with his mother about how my declining family was just a worthless stepping stone for them. He called me a "boring, good girl" who was easy to manage, bragging that he would just go back to having his fun with Cindy right after our wedding. They really thought I was just a naive fool who would either come crying to him or quietly swallow this humiliating betrayal. They thought my silence meant I was weak and defeated. But I didn't shed a single tear, nor did I scream. A cold, sharp anger shot up my spine, extinguishing every last ember of heartbreak. I threw the silk nightgown into the trash, opened my laptop, and used my MIT computer science background to hack straight into their luxury hotel suite's smart system. I wasn't going to New York to cry. I was going to broadcast their filthy affair to the entire city at the most prestigious charity gala of the year./1/127150/coverorgin.jpg?v=19362c9d121ab0dcc6a0b2a5c415de50&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pampered By The Ruthless Biker King
The night before my high-society wedding, I caught my fiancé sleeping with my sweet, innocent adoptive sister. My adoptive parents knew everything. They fully supported Aubrey taking my place, planning to ambush me with the press the next morning to completely ruin my reputation. To them, I was just a disposable pawn. The Kensington matriarch even tried to throw a measly ten thousand dollars at me to disappear quietly, while my sister clung to my cheating fiancé with a victorious smirk. They expected me to be a broken victim, weeping over the loss of a wealthy marriage. They thought I would quietly accept being the laughingstock of the city while they stole my life. They spent four years treating me like a stray dog, completely blind to the fact that I was a financial mastermind hiding in the shadows. They thought I was just a helpless girl who relied on their charity. "You're throwing your life away on a criminal," my adoptive mother sneered. But they had no idea who they were dealing with. Instead of shedding a single tear, I walked straight into the city's deadliest biker bar. I slid a prepaid black card in front of Kane Montgomery, the terrifying gang president, and bought myself a ruthless fake husband. As I leaked their disgusting sex tape to the morning news, I smiled, ready to bankrupt their entire empire./1/116626/coverorgin.jpg?v=3123f24893cac24f87d500f0c9f2c0eb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Lies To Loyalty
Book 2: A Web Of Lies Trilogy An arranged bride. An accidental claim. A love worth defying everything for. - When nerdy, bookish Elizabeth "Lizzie" Foster sets her eyes on Reese Blackwood at a wedding, she makes a wildly uncharacteristic decision. He's going to be her first. Reese is charming, sexy, reckless, and far too attractive for his own good-the notorious son of a billionaire who's never had to chase anyone in his life. But after one unforgettable moment, Lizzie thanks him politely... and tells him she hopes they never see each other again. For the first time, Reese is the one left wanting more. Fate, however, has other plans. Desperate to escape her controlling mother and finally claim her independence, Lizzie attempts a daring escape-only to be cornered at the airport before she can board her flight. With security closing in and her future slipping away, she does the only thing that comes to mind. She grabs Reese Blackwood after seeing him in the crowd, kisses him senseless, and announces to her mother and the world: "Meet my boyfriend. We're getting married... and I'm pregnant." Stunned-but spotting the perfect opportunity to defy his ruthless father and an arranged marriage with an unbearable woman he never wanted-Reese plays along. Now bound by a scandalous lie, a fake relationship, and a very public fake "pregnancy," Lizzie and Reese are forced into a dangerous game of pretence. He's hiding secrets that could destroy them both. She's fighting for freedom she's never had. And neither of them expected the biggest complication of all- Falling for each other might be the one lie they can't survive. What could possibly go right?/1/114579/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e0c95dc14a6a3382a18fa53cd19e52d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pampered By The Cold Mind Reading Tycoon
I woke up from a coma in the hospital, universally condemned as the vicious daughter who pushed the beloved fake heiress, Georgina, down the stairs. My ruthless billionaire brother, Angelo, stood over my bed with cold eyes, ready to destroy me for hurting his precious sister. But as I looked at him, a terrifying prophecy from my coma flooded my brain. Our entire family was doomed. In the original timeline, Georgina would team up with corporate rivals to bankrupt the company, frame Angelo, and send him to federal prison, while our parents would abandon me to die miserably. Lying there, I didn't dare speak. I just desperately cursed my idiot brother in my head. "This stupid brother is still yelling at me for that fake heiress. He doesn't even know he's going to be framed and sent to prison next month!" I just wanted to stay quiet, let them ruin themselves, and run away from this toxic family. But strangely, Angelo didn't strangle me. Instead, his attitude took a shocking turn. He abruptly fired the driver plotting to kill him, destroyed the abusive fiancé of a family ally, and publicly humiliated Georgina at a high-society gala. He even shielded me from our abusive parents, declaring to the world that I was the only sister he would ever protect. I was completely terrified and confused. Why was the tyrant brother suddenly acting like a protective beast? It wasn't until he flawlessly crushed a massive corporate attack using the exact financial secrets I had just complained about in my mind that a horrifying realization hit me. He could hear my inner thoughts!/1/117475/coverorgin.jpg?v=ff0ae9eebc4fc7a76e84955aa70ea00b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Neglected Wife's Vicious Comeback Game
On our third anniversary, my husband canceled our dinner, claiming a sudden work emergency. I tracked his phone to an exclusive French restaurant, only to find him tenderly fastening a blessed bracelet—one I had flown across the world to get for him—onto his college ex-girlfriend's wrist. The sheer shock triggered a violent placental abruption. Bleeding out in my car just across the street, I frantically called his number. Through the window, I watched him glance at his screen, frown in annoyance, and press decline to focus on his lover. While I was wheeled into a freezing operating room for an emergency C-section utterly alone, he took his mistress back to our marital bed. He didn't even bother to check if I was alive, completely oblivious that our premature daughter was fighting for her life in the NICU. I soon discovered our entire marriage was a sham. He had used my family's wealth to save his company, and now he was trading me to secure a massive business deal with his ex's father. The man I loved didn't exist; he only saw me as a disposable asset. "I'm going to make him wish he had never been born." After secretly securing my baby in a private retreat, I ordered a medical-grade silicone pregnancy belly to hide my flat stomach. I stepped back into our penthouse, ready to burn his precious empire to the ground./1/125849/coverorgin.jpg?v=9a6df6295a4f1d1f1c5ca9be1ce74e01&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Wife and Her Rise
Three months pregnant when she was abducted, her cries for help fell on deaf ears-her biased husband and family were too busy celebrating his childhood sweetheart's birthday to care. Left abandoned in the pouring rain, she lost her baby. Things only escalated from there. Her husband handed the position of chief perfumer at his company over to the sweetheart on a silver platter. Later, a fraudulent paternity test frame-up accused Leonora Sedgwick of stealing a dead woman's identity, igniting a wave of online hatred demanding her imprisonment. To top it off, he took the perfume line she had poured her heart into creating and rebranded it under the sweetheart's name. Heartbroken and utterly exhausted, Leonora Sedgwick finally cut ties and walked away from the marriage. When their paths crossed again, she was a world-renowned perfumer with millions of adoring fans, accompanied by a gentle, devoted man who treasured her completely. Desperate for a lifeline, her regretful family begged for her mercy. Easton Frye stood at her doorstep with bloodshot eyes, desperately pleading for another chance: "I'll give you my life-just deceive me one more time, please?" Leonora simply tore the gift agreements to pieces. "We are complete strangers now."/1/125828/coverorgin.jpg?v=8a6be390eecf713845073435fd60303f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Puck Bunny To The Rival's Queen
For seven years, I played the perfect fiancée and glorified personal assistant to Donavon Bray, the star forward of the New York Dynamos. But at a glittering charity gala, I overheard a conversation in the shadows of the terrace that shattered my world. "Getting engaged to Cordia was just a habit, a responsibility. Jocelynn is the one I've always wanted." Overnight, the media crowned Donavon and his newly returned childhood friend the golden couple. He paraded her around town, treating her with a chivalry and tenderness he never once showed me. He even publicly fired my loyal assistant, sneering to the entire front office that they needed "real professionals" like Jocelynn, not someone who just fetches coffee. My own best friend took to social media to side with them, mocking me as the "wrong time" in his epic romance. To Donavon, I was just a lucky "Puck Bunny," a clueless prop meant to stroke his ego and manage his schedule. He had no idea I was two months away from finishing my master's thesis in predictive data modeling at MIT. So, I took off my diamond ring, blocked his number, and quietly signed a contract to become the Chief Data Analyst for his team's biggest corporate rival. As I prepared to dismantle his multi-million dollar contract with my own algorithms, I was ready to show him exactly what a glorified assistant could do./1/128205/coverorgin.jpg?v=36cb1d279e377fa6978031a82653ec70&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Cheating Alpha Mate's Ultimate Regret
I was the Luna of the Stone River Pack, the fated mate to the Alpha, Gallagher. But he gave all his love and gentleness to a fragile human girl named Carson. In my past life, on the day he publicly chose her over me, I cried and begged him not to go. My desperate love only disgusted him. He and his human lover eventually threw me into a cold, blood-stained dungeon. While he used my Pack's resources to pamper his mistress, I was left to writhe in the soul-tearing agony that the mate-bond inflicts on a betrayed partner. I was tortured, stripped of my dignity, and ultimately died a pathetic death, my heart crushed to dust. Until my last breath, I didn't understand why the Moon Goddess's fated bond meant absolutely nothing to him. Why did my blind devotion and absolute loyalty only earn me a brutal, lonely death in the dark? Opening my eyes again, the phantom pain of a silver blade slicing my throat woke me up. I looked at my unscarred hands. I was reborn. I was back to the exact day three years ago when the tragedy started—the day he first chose her. When he looked at me with arrogance, expecting my usual crying fit, I just stared back with dead eyes. "Good riddance." As he slammed the door to comfort his lover, I calmly picked up my phone and accessed his unlimited black card. This time, I will use his money to build my own empire./1/105313/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260511114830&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Troublemaker Meets The Four Hottie Professors
One wild night was supposed to be her escape. Cheska Vega is the college "golden girl" by day and a rebel by night. To cope with a tragic loss, she lives for the thrill-until a club dare leads her to kiss a dangerous stranger in the shadows. The next morning, the nightmare begins. That "bad kisser" from the bar? He isn't just a stranger. He is Damian Delmar-her boyfriend's stepfather. And he's not alone. Cheska suddenly finds herself trapped in a web of four powerful, possessive men who control her future: The Stepdad: Her new professor who knows exactly how she tastes. The Cold Professor: The man who holds her failing grades in his hands like a weapon. The Ruthless Dean: The authority figure who wants to discipline her "messy" behavior. The Dark Protector: The one who sees the fire in her and wants to own the flame. They made a pact: she was a student, a diamond to be admired from afar. But rules are meant to be broken. As a scandalous "deal" turns into a dark obsession, Cheska must decide if she's playing their game-or if they're playing hers. The grades are on the line. The scandal is brewing. And the video that could ruin them all is just one click away. How do you survive when the men who are supposed to teach you are the ones leading you into temptation?/1/123232/coverorgin.jpg?v=329181cc672cb971c9a6786024411d1b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
They Broke Me, Now They Beg
For ten years, Eleonora devoted herself to Julian Sterling, waiting for the day she would finally become his wife. But at the grand ball, just three months before their wedding, Julian walked in with her cousin Isabella on his arm. In front of the entire high society, he publicly broke their engagement, announcing he would marry Isabella instead. Worse, he arrogantly declared that Eleonora would become his "treasured mistress" so he could still use her massive dowry to fund his army. When she looked to her father for defense, Lord Reginald actually agreed. Her entire family-her father, her uncle, the elders-all demanded she accept this humiliating arrangement, eager to drain her mother's fortune to secure their own parasitic ambitions. Ten years of quiet devotion and her late mother's dying wish were trampled into the mud. She finally realized her family was nothing but a nest of greedy vipers, and they fully expected her to kneel and accept her utter ruin. But she refused to be their sacrificial lamb. Taking the secret ledgers of her vast inheritance, Eleonora walked straight into the fortress of the most ruthless and feared man in the empire. "I will fully equip three legions of your heavy cavalry." "In exchange, I require a title. I wish to become the Duchess of Vanderbilt."/1/118809/coverorgin.jpg?v=3bd3190847784f93a54017a7f10b9ac5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Faking it with the NHL'S Golden Boy
"Try not to embarrass me out there, Sunshine," Tyler muttered. I rolled my eyes. "I'm not the one with the ego, Sinclair." ********** Flora Morgan lost everything in one day. Her perfect relationship. Her dream job. Her reputation-all because of an embezzlement scandal she knew nothing about. With thirty thousand dollars in debt, the last thing Flora expects is to end up tangled with Tyler Sinclair-the NHL's most feared player. Cold, arrogant and tattooed. The man the media calls The Devil on Ice. One mistaken identity. One outrageous proposal. One fake relationship neither of them wants. Now she's living under the same roof as the most infuriating man she's ever met, smiling for cameras, modeling beside hockey's biggest star, and convincing the entire world they're hopelessly in love. The problem? Fake relationships have a dangerous habit of feeling real. Especially when buried family secrets begin to surface, dangerous enemies start circling, and the past refuses to stay buried. What happens when the cameras stop rolling... but Tyler still calls her his prettiest problem?/1/117854/coverorgin.jpg?v=1b34d1ec2422e68925f75c3716ccade2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
DADDY'S NAUGHTY PET
"Crawl to Daddy on your hands and knees, little whore. I want to see you beg for this dick before I split you open and breed that dripping cunt " * Daddy's Naughty Pet is a collection for readers who are tired of vanilla bullshit and want stories about people who fuck like their lives depend on it. Five chapters each of the raunchiest most depraved scenarios that'll make you wet, hard and wondering what's wrong with you for loving it. The stepmom who accidentally walks in on her stepson jerking off and decided to help. The personal assistant who schedules meetings that are really just fuck sessions on the conference table. The priest who breaks his vows with a parishioner on the confessional. The doctor who gives very hands on examinations. Every character is controlled by their cravings. The married woman sneaking out to get talked by her ex because her husband's dick doesn't satisfy. The college girl who fucks her entire fraternity in one night the business man who keeps a submissive in his penthouse. This collection is shameless, filthy, degenerate smit with zero redeeming qualities. And that's exactly why you'll devour every word. Ready? Now flip that page like that good little girl you are./1/101429/coverorgin.jpg?v=7121dba501d58d4b7f38fe8685249f29&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Cruelty, My Secret Daughter
The thunder cracked over the Hamptons, but it was nothing compared to Elena Sharp's scream. She lay twisted on the marble foyer, accusing me of trying to kill her baby. My husband, Julian, walked in, saw the scene, and his eyes froze me out of his life forever. He didn't listen, shoving a separation agreement across the desk, accusing me of murder. Stripped of my name and home, I was thrown out, left with nothing but my clothes and a terrifying secret growing inside me. My accounts frozen, I ended up in a crumbling Philadelphia row house, forced to pawn heirlooms. During a fire, my water broke, and I delivered our premature daughter, June, whose lungs were damaged. I stole formula to feed her, facing massive medical bills. Accused of destroying an heir, I was exiled while carrying his true legacy, fighting for every breath. The injustice burned, but June's life was my only fight. Three years later, June needed life-saving surgery. Julian's dying grandmother called me back with the funds, forcing a cruel charade with the man who hated me, a man still oblivious to his daughter./1/128440/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed7f93bd9008b2f6bda8a574dc7156be&imageMogr2/format/webp)
