Romance Books for Women
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Karma's Sweet Revenge
The smell of roasted turkey usually meant warmth and family. This Thanksgiving, it only reminded me of the empty chair next to me. My wife, Sarah, co-founder of our bakery empire, "The Daily Rise," chose a "vital business emergency" instead. Then my phone buzzed – Instagram. Leo, Sarah’s executive assistant. His latest post shattered my illusion: Sarah, radiant and laughing, raising a glass at a lavish table, Leo’s arm casually draped over her chair. The caption: "So thankful for people who truly appreciate you. #NewTraditions." This was her "emergency." My gut clenched. I commented: "Glad you found your place. Happy Thanksgiving." Sarah’s furious call followed: "What the hell, Mark?! Are you trying to ruin my life? Leo is devastated! Delete it and apologize to him!" She didn't ask about my family; her immediate, passionate defense of Leo branded me "petty and cruel." Seven years I’d built "The Daily Rise." She became CEO, the public face, I became invisible. Her priorities were crystal clear: Leo over me, ambition over our life. Every neglect, every empty promise culminated in this blatant betrayal. "No need, Sarah," I said, my voice shockingly calm. "There’s no need to make it up to me. I’m at the county courthouse." Silence. "Remember those quarterly reports you signed last month, rushing off to an 'investor meeting'? Buried in that pile was a comprehensive divorce agreement. It's done, Sarah. Happy Thanksgiving."/0/85770/coverorgin.jpg?v=d31badedd12056dcccfea20d17fed21f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Tormentor, My Husband
The day I was supposed to marry Daniel Miller, my world shattered. A truck, later reported stolen, ran my parents' car off the highway, killing them instantly. Hours later, my pregnant sister-in-law, Sarah, received a chilling call, her husband, my brilliant brother Mark, framed for selling company secrets. The shock sent Sarah into miscarriage; she lost baby Lily. Mark was dragged away in handcuffs, his hands, which wrote code like poetry, brutally broken. My family was systematically destroyed, Daniel Miller, my fiancé and his boss, pulling every string. Desperate and broken, with a severely injured leg, I crawled through the rain and mud to the secluded mansion of Ethan Hayes, a reclusive tech prodigy and a ghost from my past. He was my only hope. He agreed to help, to clear my family's name, but at a price. "Marry me." I swallowed my confusion and despair, the memories of rejecting him years ago, and said, "I will." Our courthouse marriage was cold, sterile, devoid of love. That night, in his vast, empty mansion, he asserted his dominance with a cruel intimacy that left me bruised and shattered, not an act of passion, but conquest. The next morning, the news hailed Daniel Miller as a hero, promoting him to Chairman of the Board for "exposing" Mark, painting my family as villains. Trembling, I turned to Ethan. "You saw this? You knew this would happen? You promised you would help me." His cruel smile sent shivers down my spine. "Why would I help the family that destroyed my sister?" My mind reeled. He accused my family of ruining his sister Anna' s life, of orchestrating a scandal that led to her infertility. His eyes burned with hatred. "You think I married you for love? I married you so I could have you right where I want you. You are going to pay for what your family did to Anna. Your family was corrupt, and they got what they deserved." My savior had become my tormentor, and I had walked straight from one monster into the arms of another. Hope died./0/18815/coverorgin.jpg?v=3af79381098ad32f047ff502396e9330&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CEO's Spoiled Wife: Win Your Heart By Tricks
The rumor said Leon was an aloof and clod CEO, who had never fallen for any women. However, a bold woman won his attention and they even spent a wild night. Since then, he got addicted to her and gave her all his adoration. She thought she had his love, but she was only a part of his conspiracy. Failing to take the cruel truth, she gave up and jumped into the inferno. Only when he lost her did he realize the very fact that he had lost his heart to her. That was not the end of their story but a new start./0/39934/coverorgin.jpg?v=af62cdd05b1ed35c2b6580ac50e45cb0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dirty Little Heart.
That one-night stand turned out to be the most satisfying night you could ever have. Little did you know that one-night stand would chase you to your new job? Tackling this situation like a professional seems easy, but what happens when you have to deal with your hot, sophisticated, amazingly seductive CEO who's also your boss at your new job? Will you be able to keep this a secret or will life force you to make a choice between these two hot gentlemen? Who will she choose between the two of them? And how will she control her emotions now?/0/81077/coverorgin.jpg?v=080cd0d936069f96de94d59c33e55904&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Nobody Husband, The President's Brother
I opened my eyes, and the familiar gilded ceiling of my childhood bedroom swam into view. I was twenty-two again, on the day of the "Future Leaders" charity gala. This was it. But this wasn't a fresh start; it was a horrifying replay. Because in my first life, this very day marked the beginning of my agonizing descent into hell. All thanks to Ethan Hayes. He hated me, blaming me for losing his "true love," Izzy Vance. He systematically destroyed my family, ruined my esteemed father's career, and wiped out everything I held dear. My family's assets were frozen, our reputation shattered. My father, broken by shame, suffered a stroke. I was condemned to a miserable, impoverished existence, ostracized, until I died alone. I had been a naive girl, a pawn in a cruel political game I never understood. His vindictive revenge was suffocating, impossible to fight. Now, reborn, the terror of that past clawed at my chest, alongside an unyielding, burning resolve. This time, I wouldn't be his victim. I would save my family at any cost. My desperate plan: fade into obscurity, avoid any powerful connections, and use an unassuming stranger as my strategic shield. What I didn't know was that my chosen "nobody" would shatter all expectations, revealing a destiny more shocking and powerful than revenge itself./0/83580/coverorgin.jpg?v=d4150a1be2d2ada368ad68cffca5f1f5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Crimson vows
Love forged in blood. A vow sealed by danger. Isabella Moretti ran from the man she loved-and the father of her child-to shield them both from the violent world they inhabited. Years later, with their son kidnapped by a ruthless rival gang, she's forced to return to Marco "The Wolf" Vitale, the powerful mafia enforcer who never stopped haunting her dreams. As bullets fly and secrets unravel, Isabella and Marco must fight side by side-not just for their son, but for a second chance at the love that never died./0/67467/coverorgin.jpg?v=826938fa2d6147a359ff89b8580da6c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In The Midst Of Foes
May found herself amid foes; those she called her family turned out to be her enemies; she found her man getting married to her cousin at their wedding when she was also wearing a bridal dress; she walked into the auditorium to receive the biggest shock of her. When fate gives May a second chance to know the true colors of those she calls loved ones, will she rewrite her destiny this time?/0/74976/coverorgin.jpg?v=a3100f8f439d6740ddb3714835ac9785&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Step Daughter:His Obsession
Paula had just lost her father and was forced to move in with her mother and step-father, but never in her wildest dreams, could she expect that her step-father would be no one other than the man she had a filthy past with. Now he wants her and Paula sees this as an opportunity to get revenge on her mother, who abandoned her and her father for dead, but is that truly the truth? What is this devastating truth or secret? Paula must never find out./0/68875/coverorgin.jpg?v=13a83f079fe036794fa0a1260f2a6fef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love in the Crossfires
Arjun Varma, a driven software entrepreneur and the son of billionaire Mohan Varma, is determined to forge his own path. When he falls in love with Meera, his poised and intelligent secretary, their relationship is tested by the dark secrets of her family's past. Defying his father's opposition, Arjun secretly marries Meera, only to face betrayal, tragedy, and a violent confrontation that changes everything. United by love and resilience, Arjun and Meera fight to overcome their families' troubled legacies and build a future defined by hope and integrity./0/20536/coverorgin.jpg?v=10764e619275702aa30db83dfda68853&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Every Hue
Born without deficiency and full of love from her parents, Adeline Maynez grew up in a happy and colorful life. But what she thought was a lifetime of happiness and no-need-to-ask-for-more life was soon taken away from her abruptly. Although she may be smart, has uncountable talents, and is almost perfect in the eyes of others, her life has gradually lost its meaning after having an unknown condition called the Colorless Syndrome - a condition where someone's eye vision loses its color seeing ability. Alongside, Adeline was soon caught between her two pursuers whom she did not expect to be the two CEOs under the same company where she is working. Later on, a self-proclaimed healer has researched the Colorless Syndrome and how it can be treated, and it concludes that there is really no in-take medicine that can restore color to the vision of those experiencing the syndrome. The statement was: "It may sound fictional, but the color seeing ability of your eyes will only return to normal once you find your soulmate or true love. That is the cure, that is the reality and nothing else." Will there be any hope of bringing the beautiful colors back to Adeline's vision and life?/0/91402/coverorgin.jpg?v=63e9636d98dfdac3b3fcdc8cebe54bbf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Painter's Revenge: Love Redeemed
This was my third wedding. Or, it was supposed to be. The white dress felt like a costume for a tragic play I was forced to perform in again and again. My fiancé, Damian Avila, stood beside me, but his hand was gripping the arm of Eileen Brandt, his "fragile" friend. Suddenly, Damian was leading Eileen away from the altar, away from our guests, away from me. But this time was different. He came back, pulled me into his car, and drove me to a remote clearing. There, he tied me to a tree, and Eileen, no longer pale, slapped me. Then, Damian, the man who promised to protect me, hit me, again and again, for upsetting Eileen. He left me tied to the tree, bleeding and alone, in the pouring rain. This wasn't the first time. A year ago, Eileen attacked me at our wedding, and Damian cradled her while I bled. Six months later, she "accidentally" burned my best friend and me, and Damian broke my friend's wrist and then my painting hand to appease Eileen. My career was over. I was left in the woods, shivering, losing consciousness. No. I can't die here. I bit my lip, fighting to stay awake. My parents. Our family business. It was the only thing that kept me holding on. I woke up in a hospital, my mother by my side. My throat was raw, but I had to make a call. I dialed an international number, one I had memorized long ago. "It's Alana Myers," I rasped. "I agree to the marriage. All of my family's assets transferred to your accounts for protection. And you get us out of the country."/0/33051/coverorgin.jpg?v=2e7379b3ef410499020f15f4399892b1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling For The Bad Girl.
Rated 🔞: Explicit contents present. Don't read if you can't handle it. All Kristen could offer is sex and nothing more due to her tragic past, She met Frederick at one of her craziest nights and slept with him but then, Frederick could go extra mile to make her see that there is more to life than holding on to THE PAST. When she thought life was being fair to her, something terrible happened which opens up a past no one knows about. She lost her memory leaving her with no knowledge of who Frederick is and giving her a whole new identity. Frederick would have to fight for a love he had nurtured for so long when Lous, an alleged fiance of Kristen surfaced./0/80295/coverorgin.jpg?v=a4bd91378e3576fd8ef8a1c2f5ad13f1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Played for Fools: Our Unstoppable Wedding
For seven years, I, the lead singer of "Static Bloom," harbored a secret love for our infuriatingly talented guitarist, Jack. Thanksgiving night was supposed to be our night, with his brother Noah also nursing a long-standing crush on my ex-best friend, Olivia. But neither Jack nor Olivia showed up where they were supposed to be. My phone buzzed with an Instagram notification, then a shared post appeared: Jack and Olivia, arms around each other, announcing, "Finally making it official. Happy Thanksgiving! ❤️" The photo, five years old, shattered my world, confirming years of their secret relationship and calculated deception. Jack, who’d recycled love songs for me, and Olivia, who’d used Noah as her dutiful admirer, saw us as naive pawns in their cruel game. Olivia later messaged, gloating and asking if I was "happy" for them, while Jack dismissed my seven years of devotion as "intense." Noah and I met, numb with betrayal, realizing how deeply and deliberately we had been played, their arrogant triumph stinging more than the heartbreak. The sheer audacity of their lies, the way they’d used our unwavering affection as a smokescreen for half a decade, burned with an unbearable injustice. How could they have been so cold, so manipulative, while we poured our hearts out? They truly believed they had won, that they were clever escaping the messy entanglements of their own making. Then, amidst the ashes of our shared misery, Noah looked at me, a wild glint in his eye, and dropped the bomb: "Let's get married, Emily." It was reckless, insane, gloriously petty, and the perfect chaotic revenge. To give them a surprise they wouldn't expect, we decided to tie the knot, turning betrayal into our most unexpected love story./0/18346/coverorgin.jpg?v=a3d5d7655af17ffbb0b11999659baa99&imageMogr2/format/webp)
2:45 (Fire and Silk)
Alexis Norman left home to pursue a career that almost ended her, with a determination of never going back to her former life, she struggled to keep up to everything that life threw at her even if it hits her in the face. Until life threw right in her face, what she was always scared of. “I want you to tell me what you remember about that night, 2:45” He was looking in her eyes waiting for answers “If you stop calling me 2:45, maybe I’ll try to try and remember what I think you’re saying” “Why?”He asked while placing a strand of hair that had escaped back into place, he was being nice and she knew it was a facade. “Because I’m Alexis, my name is Alexis, not 2:45” He looked over at her angrily, grabbed a handful of her hair and slammed her head against the table before her. “2:45 was your call name at the club, you don’t have to pretend you didn’t know you were doomed from the start” Paul, Damon and Xavier all had one mission and that is to keep the circle moving and the only way they can do that is by making her 2:45 again and that will be the most torturous season where feelings will be put aside and life will become death./0/44471/coverorgin.jpg?v=577f3c30b5c194d3127a7068a5bf8a09&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Crazy Hannah
What happens when a lady with super strength falls in love with a cute vulnerable surgeon? I don't know what you are thinking but here's what happens.. She bullies him!!!.. crazy right?, But that's why she's called Hannah .. I can't tell you much, so I'll just give you a little preview.. Crazy Hannah She walked out of the hospital with Sofia and both started walking home.. their houses was a bit far from the hospital, and would take them about an hour on foot.. but the duo wouldn't mind.. according to Hannah, they have a lot of expenses to take care of, it was better to walk home than waste 20 bucks on a cab.. "Oh Hannah I can't wait to see the chairman's son..they say he's so cute and looks like an angel from above" Sofia said dreamily.. "Hmmh, angel indeed, I bet he looks like an owl" Hannah mumbled "An owl?.. Hannah we are talking about the chairman's son, one of the best surgeons in Korea, he has been living in France since he was little, he has about a thousand maids and guards at his beck and call, I heard only his cream is worth a fortune.. how can someone who's face cream is enough to buy your whole house look like an owl?" Sofia asked unbelievably.. "Those are just rumors Sofia.. trust me, those nurses at the hospital are liars" she said yawning "I feel so tired, I can't wait to sleep" she added "You're tired? But it's not night already, are you okay?" Sofia asked worriedly "I'm not okay. I was in the theater assisting different doctors for the five surgeries we had, I mean they get to change the doctors but not me..why?" Hannah asked standing beside the pothole filled with dirty water from the rain that fell that afternoon.. the road to the hospital was totally free, so she didn't have to worry about incoming cars. "Uhh.. because you're one of the most intelligent nurses?" Sofia said more like a question Hannah scoffed and rolled her eyes. "It's true.. you're one of H.R's best nurses.. you're very intelligent, smart, strong and beautiful, in one word, you are the bomb Hannah" Sofia said smiling. "Awwn that's sweet" Hannah cooed and playfully punched Sofia.. who frowned and started rubbing her arm. "Hannah!.. that was painful" she hurled "Sorry Sofia, I didn't mean to hurt you" "I Know, but you have to learn to hit things or people lightly, or you might end up Killing someone" Sofia said looking at the sky.. "I am trying my best Sofie, but it's hard.. no matter how lightly I hit someone, it's always painful" Hannah said sadly "Don't worry, we'll work on it later, what's the time by the way?" Sofia asked "Uhm, I'll check my phone" she opened her bag and started searching for it, she finally saw it and brought it out.. she was about to tap the screen when a car passed with full speed and splashed the dirty water on her white nurse uniform.. causing her phone to fall in the process.. "Oh my goodness! Hannah are you okay?" Sofia asked looking her over.. her uniform was totally soaked with the dirty water. "No I'm not" Hannah replied looking at her phone. It was already broken the screen was separated from the case.. "I'm gonna deal with that punk!" She muttered and started running after the car.. "Hannah please no.. you might kill someone.. wait!" Sofia said running after her, but Hannah was already close to the car, she ran ahead of it and stopped a few metres from the incoming car with her hands up.. ordering the car to stop.. Harry quickly stepped on the break with his eyes closed.. he slowly opened his eyes to see the lady motioning him to come out of the car.. he angrily opened the door of his white Ferrari and stepped out angrily.. "Are you crazy? Huh? Do you want to kill yourself? Even if you want to die, can't you at least jump from a building or from a bridge.. do you want innocent citizens to pay for your craziness?" He asked angrily.. But she just continued glaring at him.. "Hey, psycho Lady can't you talk? Huh.. or are you " He stopped when she raised her palm up, telling him to shout up, he was so angry, how can she just order him to shout up.. "Hey .. who?, Who do you think you are? Huh?.. do you Know me, do you Know who I am?" He asked already getting scared . "Who the heck are you? Are you the president? I don't even care!.. all I want is my money!" She said angrily Harry was already getting scared, this was his first day in Korea and it was already getting bad.. his fears increased when he saw another lady running towards them.. she Finally stopped and started breathing heavily.. are they robbers or what?. He had heard stories about female robbers once before. "Which.. which money are you talking about?" He stuttered "You splashed water on me, causing my phone to fall in the process, now it's totally broken because of you!.. do you know how much I bought it!!.. do you Know how I managed to get it?" She asked angrily "Look .. I'm sorry okay, but I'm really late for a meeting now." He muttered/0/89212/coverorgin.jpg?v=1960c23173f6b26faa492337041fe07c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Prisoner to Phoenix: His Regret
For three years, I thought I was happily married to Gavin, a struggling MMA fighter. I worked two jobs to make ends meet, tending to his wounds, believing his love was the only thing keeping him going, especially since a car crash had wiped my memory clean, leaving him as my entire world. Then, scrubbing our tiny kitchen floor, the local news flashed a headline: "Tech giant Gavin Hawkins, CEO of Hawkins Industries, announced his engagement today to Vice President Heidi Daniel." The man on screen, standing in front of a skyscraper, embracing a stunning woman, was my husband. He wore a tailored suit, a stark contrast to the bruised fighter I knew. The small, carved wooden bird I' d painstakingly made for our anniversary rested against his chest as he kissed her deeply, possessively. My stomach twisted, my head pounded, and the steak I was cooking for him began to smoke, filling our cramped apartment with a bitter, burning smell. I stumbled out, hailing a cab to Hawkins Industries, desperate for answers. There, I saw him laughing with Heidi, oblivious to my presence. He silenced my call, texting, "In a meeting, baby. Can't talk. Be home late tonight. Don't wait up for me. I love you." The words blurred through my tears. A sob escaped, loud and raw. A flash of pain shot through my head, and then, the memories flooded back: the car crash wasn't an accident, Heidi Daniel was the driver, and Gavin, my father's protégé, had orchestrated this entire lie, this cruel test of my loyalty. He had taken everything-my identity, my wealth, my family-and thrown me into poverty, just to see if I would still love him unconditionally. He was a monster, and I was his prisoner. But a cold, hard resolve settled in my chest: I would burn his world to the ground, starting by faking my own death./0/48382/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e3b94c3e3f240823edb9bde99f35a5e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Prostitute Work
When I entered the Bar I Immediately Saw A Woman Sitting Alone Drinking Wine She Looks So Fine She's Pretty and Sexy So I approached the manager of the Bar to talk about the woman I saw. Boy: Hi Manager: Good evening Sir How Can I Help you. Boy: Who's that girl sitting alone? Manager: Oh, Is that Lara? She's new here and she's good in Bed Sir. The manager said with a smile Boy: I want her. No Hesitation if Answer Boy: So how much? Manager: Will It Depends on how much he wants and of course for me. Boy: 10k for you okay? Money arrived at the same time Manager: Wow gallant Boy: Okay, I'm going to the room. Send him to the room because I want it right away. Manager: Yes Sir Now too../0/18659/coverorgin.jpg?v=d875ddcb73bb77b44b536b85069370df&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Battlefield Of Love: From Enemy To Lover
When Lora first stepped foot in England to take part in an international competition, she clicked with the beautiful Sandra who hid a sad secret. The very same day they became friends, they crossed paths with Johnny being bothered by two men. This was how their story started. Both Lora and Johnny hated each other from the get-go. However, before they knew it, they already fell hard for each other./0/87022/coverorgin.jpg?v=a33fe05672f83ef3898290d863bc648c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Married A Billionaire
"I hate you, April. And I hate everything about you." His voice was ice-cold. His stare, colder. And April knew then-this wasn't just a marriage. It was a punishment. After catching her boyfriend in bed with her stepsister, April Harrington's world crumbles. But the heartbreak doesn't end there. In a cruel twist, her estranged father forces her to marry Richard Dowell-a man believed to be a broke failure, and the same man her stepsister was originally meant to marry. All for the price of saving her mother's life. But Richard isn't who the world thinks he is. Beneath the mask of poverty lies a powerful and ruthless billionaire, harboring deep resentment for April. To him, she's just the "rejected daughter" handed over like a bargaining chip. Their marriage begins with hatred, secrets, and a vow never to fall in love./1/110644/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed84ae570e0588f16ddb88f0e3b9114f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
