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Romance Books for Women

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My Son's To Thier Straight Father

My Son's To Thier Straight Father

I'm in the bar with my friends because we're celebrating Cassie's birthday. That's why you let us drink. I only drink a little because I can't go back to my boarding house. And I'm also not used to drinking a lot because I have a low tolerance when it comes to drinking, so I get drunk easily even with just a few shots. "Kai, bat you don't drink lets party. Don't be unfair to us don't worry too much just let it be wasted" he said then drank the wine he was holding and went to the dance floor. And Dani gave me a glass with only something to drink because I also didn't want to be unfair to them. Cassie is also right, that's why Kuna is worth it. I drank a few shots of tequila and now Dani and Cassie and I are dancing together with the people here at the bar. I was a bit dizzy so I left there and went to the counter. And suddenly someone approached me, a man who claimed to be handsome and energetic and he was carrying wine. "What are you new here? I just saw such a handsome man." he said and my face warmed up "Yes, I just came here. I'm with my friend because it's his birthday" I said and looked at the two friends who were going to dance with a man. "Anyway here drink this" he said with a frown on my forehead while looking at the glass he held out. "Don't worry it's free, I'm the owner of this bar and your new here so you need to drink one of this" he said and because I'm also curious what it tastes like because based on the bottle it's very different from I drank earlier.
Broken Bonds, New Bloom

Broken Bonds, New Bloom

The judge' s voice was a low drone, stamping out the last echoes of a life I barely recognized. "Divorce granted." My husband, Daniel, wasn' t there, called away by "duty"-a last-minute training, his lawyer smoothly explained. It was always duty, always Olivia, his "fragile" niece, who overshadowed everything. My last day at the fire station, a small comfort, was shattered when Daniel appeared, asking me to drop the papers. He even tried a surprise birthday gift, only to abandon me when Olivia had another "panic attack." I filed for divorce, expediting my transfer to a small town. But before I could leave, Daniel burst in with Olivia, whose innocent eyes hid a smirk. They' d invaded my last sanctuary. Then, I overheard Olivia, the so-called fragile niece, passionately kissing Daniel while begging him to choose her and "let me go." My world crumbled. This wasn't a family; it was a sick, twisted drama. I was the villain, destroying their codependent world. And then Olivia, in a dramatic display, ran headfirst into a wall, collapsing in a pool of blood. Daniel scooped her up, his eyes accusing me. My fault. Always my fault. I didn' t understand. How could I be blamed for her manipulative antics? How could he be so blind? This wasn't just about an affair; it was a decade of emotional suffocation. I was drowning, and he was too focused on her tears to notice. I picked up the divorce papers, the ones he hadn't received because Olivia had intercepted them. The true nature of their warped bond finally became horrifyingly clear. I drove away, toward a new city, a new life, finally ready to let go of the man who had loved duty more than me-or so I thought.
Revenge or Love (falling in love with her)

Revenge or Love (falling in love with her)

Eric couldn't resist reaching out to touch Katrina's face. Her skin was warm and soft. She smelled like lilac soap and cinnamon, a delightful combination he had only encountered in her. He slid his thumbs slowly across her lips. They opened with a tiny gasp that made them all more tempting. "Kat... " He looked into her eyes and forgot what he had intended to say. God! She was too beautiful. Her eyes were filled with care, love and longing. Longing that sure matched his own. Very slowly, wanting to draw out every moment, Eric brought his lips to hers. He watched her eyes glaze, and heard her ragged moans when his mouth touched hers, then he kissed her passionately. He ran his lips down over the line of her throat. Heavenly warm skin met his lips. Eric inhaled the downy softness, bringing his hands up along her hips, at her waist and upward along her ribs to the front of her blouse, over her breasts. Katrina moaned softly in approval, cupping her hands in his as he undid the buttons on her blouse. Her breasts came spilling into his hands after he unhooked her bra. He filled his palm with her breasts. "God! I want you Kat" he said with a voice laced with deep passion. Katrina Argos aged twenty,set out to take her revenge on Eric Salmadiego, the guy who almost ruined her sister's life. Eric Salmadiego aged twenty four was a well known arrogant and popular billionaire. Not only was he arrogant, he was a full time playboy. To achieve her mission, Katrina moved into Eric's house as a live in maid. The both of them started on a rough note, but as time went by they fell in love with each other. Now Katrina was stucked with Revenge or Love? Which did she choose? How did she change the playboy to a great lover? What's going to be Eric's reaction when he finds out that Katrina was on a revenge mission? Find out in this interesting and captivating story.
When Silence Roared: A Mother's Escape

When Silence Roared: A Mother's Escape

My life was a constant struggle, cleaning up after Ethan, a musician with "the devil's blood" and a cruel wife, all while trying to save for my son Caleb's therapy. But when Ethan bought his mistress a diamond bracelet with Caleb's therapy savings, then locked my terrified boy in a closet just for her amusement, I knew I was living in hell. The real nightmare began when he dragged Caleb to the edge of a bottomless quarry, threatening to push him, making me believe he was about to murder our child. Saved at the last moment by the Sheriff, Nathaniel, a man rumored to be the sworn enemy of Ethan's family, I thought I'd found sanctuary. But my ex-husband's control, rooted in a terrifying blood pact, threatened to destroy us all, pulling every loved one into his spiral of sadism. Even Nathaniel, my supposed savior, had his own dark secrets, revealed by a chilling recording on what was meant to be my wedding day. His calm dismissal of my pain and his true motives shattered my last ounce of hope. How could the man who rescued my son from the brink of death be using me as a pawn in his own twisted family game, willing to sacrifice my comfort and trust for his ambition? Why did he send my child away right before our ceremony, claiming it was for "safety"? I ripped off the wedding dress. I wasn't just leaving that wedding; I was leaving behind every lie, every manipulation, and redefining what it meant to fight for my son and myself, no matter the cost, no matter the man.
Nine Years, One Betrayal

Nine Years, One Betrayal

Today was our ninth wedding anniversary, and I arrived at the airport, bouquet in hand, ready to surprise my wife, Jessica, after her "business trip." Instead, I found her wrapped in a young man's arms, sharing a long, deep kiss. My world went silent. The roses in my lap felt impossibly heavy as I watched her with this stranger, a boy who looked fresh out of college. Then, her text flashed on my phone: "Plane just landed! So tired. Can't wait to see you, honey! XOXO." The blatant lie hit harder than the betrayal itself. That night, she came home, smiling, feigning affection, even pulling out an anniversary gift – a sleek, silver watch. A wave of nausea washed over me. It was the exact same watch the young man at the airport was wearing. She spoke of love and forever, her words like ash in my mouth. Was any of it real? She spun more lies, claiming her trip was to San Francisco, not Chicago, and trying to pass off the watch as an innocent mistake. Her desperation to maintain the facade was almost fascinating, a grotesque parody of the woman I thought I knew. I felt a strange detachment, watching my life unravel. The situation worsened when she tried to comfort me, mistaking my coldness for work stress. Her phone rang, and I knew it was him – Liam Davis. I locked myself in the bathroom, feeling the filth, and then made a call. I hired a private investigator. The next morning, the investigator' s photos confirmed my worst fears: Jessica and Liam, intimate, entangled. The rage I had suppressed began to simmer, fueled by the sheer audacity of her deceit. How could she have poisoned every moment of our shared life for two years?
Shattered Ring: The Secret Surgeon Returns

Shattered Ring: The Secret Surgeon Returns

I stared at the two red lines on the pregnancy test, hoping this tiny heartbeat would finally save my cold, three-year marriage to Kayson Logan. But when he returned from his long business trip, he brought the sweet scent of another woman's perfume, a brutal assault, and a divorce agreement. The financial settlement was entirely under the name of his first love, Alyce Murray. He tossed a box of Plan B onto the table, staring at me with absolute disgust. "Take it. If you try to get pregnant behind my back, you will walk away with nothing, and you will never see that child." The next day, I saw him at the maternity clinic, carefully guarding a pregnant Alyce as if she were made of glass. His family mocked me for being a barren, pathetic loser, cheering as I was kicked out of the house. He didn't hate children. He just hated the idea of having one with me. My three years of devotion were nothing but a joke. He even ordered his men to hunt down the legendary underground surgeon-my hidden alter ego-just to save Alyce's complicated pregnancy. Why should I risk my life to save the woman who destroyed my marriage? I spat out the pill he forced me to take and signed the divorce papers without a second thought. I smashed the multi-million-dollar diamond ring he gave me right at his sister's feet. "Keep the garbage bought by a man who sleeps with other women." Then, I walked away, ready to embrace my true identity and protect my baby alone.