Romance Books for Women
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His Unseen Heir, Her Escape
My husband stood me up on the biggest night of my career—my first solo art exhibition. I found him on the news, shielding another woman from a storm of cameras while the entire gallery watched my world collapse. His text was a final, cold slap in the face: "Kacie needs me. You'll be fine." For years, he'd called my art a "hobby," forgetting it was the foundation of his billion-dollar company. He had made me invisible. So I called my lawyer with a plan to use his arrogance against him. "Make the divorce papers look like a boring IP release form," I told her. "He'll sign anything to get me out of his office."/0/93781/coverorgin.jpg?v=c71a26f6223f10807dbe63b23fc5b4d9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Saving Her, Breaking Us
The day I saw Jared Stanley's interview, I filed for divorce and moved out of the perfectly maintained home I'd shared with him for three years. In that interview, Jared said his biggest regret in life was that, in a life-or-death situation, he instinctively protected what he called his most "precious national asset." The "asset" he protected wasn't me, his wife. It was his "fragile" colleague, Bailee Brooks. Two days later, at the global press conference for the G20 summit. The same renowned war correspondent asked me the same question. "Ms. Quinn, as a top-tier simultaneous interpreter, what would you say is the professional principle you are most proud of?" I looked directly at Jared sitting in the front row. "True professionalism is knowing that my husband risked his life to protect his mistress, and still being able to calmly, as the lead interpreter, accurately convey the commands that would ultimately save him."/0/85970/coverorgin.jpg?v=e2ece203cb2c5fd33c64c48c46dce52d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn, I Rewrite My Fate
Donna's previous life had been a complete mess. Despite her family's objections, she married Andrew, building a life with him from nothing and enduring years of hardship by his side. But when success finally came, he betrayed her-having an affair with her stepsister, Sakura. Worse, the two conspired against her, ultimately having her locked away in a psychiatric hospital. In the end, she was pushed from a building. She and the child she was carrying passed away in agony. Now reborn, Donna was determined to rewrite everything. But fate had other plans. She awoke not in her own body, but in someone else's-Bonnie, a woman whose life was even more entangled in chaos than her own. Bonnie had been used by her fiancé, Randor. He cheated on her with his secretary, then coldly orchestrated her death during a cruelly planned surgery. Donna sighed at the cruel irony. If this was the form her rebirth had taken, then so be it. She would start by helping Bonnie take revenge on that despicable man she once called her fiancé!/0/38633/coverorgin.jpg?v=8a7f084b976a6943b1cdba1cd4c4728d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wifey, I Don't Want To Divorce You
"I want a divorce." This request came out of the blue after an awesome night of passion. Brylee always knew that her husband's heart belonged to another woman. Although their marriage was only contractual, she thought he would fall in love with her one day. She did everything a dutiful wife would do. However, it was like pouring water into a basket. Her husband only used her for his sexual satisfaction. He never showed concern for her well-being. She thought he would be happy with her request. To her surprise, he freaked out when he received the divorce papers. "I don't want to divorce you," he said solemnly./0/80090/coverorgin.jpg?v=2a8b9d9267124c69541a21844a09983d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Day I Vanished
The doctor's words sealed Amelia Hayes's fate: aggressive, stage four ovarian cancer. Consumed by overwhelming guilt for her best friend Liv's tragic death years ago, Amy numbly embraced the diagnosis as a deserved end, refusing treatment and signing away her organs. Her penance wasn't over; Liv's grief-stricken brother, Ethan Carter, who viciously blamed Amy for his sister's demise, still dictated her every move. He meticulously orchestrated her public humiliation, forcing her into back-breaking tasks and enduring his cruel fiancée's sadistic games, watching Amy weaken, every ounce of suffering a grim reminder of Liv's absence. Amy accepted every degrading act, every physical pain, enduring it all as a desperate attempt to atone for her relentless survivor's guilt. Yet, even as her body failed, the gnawing question lingered: was her self-destruction truly a sacrifice for Liv, or simply a prolonged, theatrical torment orchestrated by Ethan for his own twisted closure? Finally, broken and desperate, Amy sought ultimate release, calling 911 from atop the George Washington Bridge, her final wish to donate her organs to give life even as hers ended. But a secret ally pulled her back from the brink, allowing her to fake her own death and forge a new identity, unaware that her "demise" would drive Ethan, consumed by his own guilt and pain, to the verge of madness, setting the stage for an explosive, unforeseen reunion years later that would challenge everything they believed about love, hate, and forgiveness./0/84438/coverorgin.jpg?v=38d1ce94fe955eb91395a11fb14f80bb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond the Betrayal: Her New Beginning
I woke up, not from sleep, but like snapping back into a nightmare I'd already lived. The cramped cabin's stale air, pine scent – hauntingly familiar. Jake stood there, hand out, his voice wheedling: "Sarah, Brenda needs that locket." Brenda. The name sent a cold shiver down my spine. My mother' s locket was still at my neck. Last time, I' d blindly given it to them, believing Brenda' s lies about feeling close to my mom. It was my first, fatal mistake. Brenda claimed it brought her luck, and it did. For her. While I… I died. On a remote hiking trail, an "accident" watched by both Brenda and Jake. His shifty eyes, fixed on me, pushed the same line: "Brenda just feels so close to your mom with it." A predator, I thought. A searing memory flashed: Brenda flaunting my locket, smiling, as I lay broken in that ravine, utterly abandoned. The betrayal, agony, my sickening idiocy pursuing love that led to my death. The sheer injustice burned. But not again. "The locket?" I feigned confusion. "Oh, I think I lost it." His face fell. Good. This time, I would live. I would fight. I just needed to hold on ten more days. My brother, Major Mike Collins, was coming./0/96928/coverorgin.jpg?v=2ed5686f136f8cfa573115d524c62651&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wedding, Not With You
Five years ago, I saved my fiancé' s life on a mountain in Aspen. The fall left me with a permanent vision impairment-a constant, shimmering reminder of the day I chose him over my own perfect sight. He repaid me by secretly changing our Aspen wedding to Miami because his best friend, Annmarie, complained it was too cold. I overheard him call my sacrifice "sentimental crap" and watched him buy her a fifty-thousand-dollar dress while scoffing at mine. On our wedding day, he left me waiting at the altar to rush to Annmarie' s side for a conveniently timed "panic attack." He was so sure I' d forgive him. He always was. He saw my sacrifice not as a gift, but as a contract that guaranteed my submission. So when he finally called the empty Miami venue, I let him hear the mountain wind and the chapel bells before I spoke. "My wedding is about to start," I told him. "But it' s not with you."/0/58360/coverorgin.jpg?v=6af7726867c581efa4a440f125cbce41&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love, Lies and Billionaires
...I guess little miss perfect still has some undisposed skeletons in her cupboard." she folded her arms. Letting a mischievous grin play at the corner of her lips. "Your son is a bastard Maren..." Before she could continue, Maren's hand landed hard on her face. Something she should have done a long time ago... ***** When the only man she ever loved cheats on her with her best friend, Maren dumps him, shuts her heart to love and thrives to be a better version no one expects but then her decisions are threatened when she has a child and its paternity sparks confusion. Things get worse when a past infidelity shows up in the form of a business deal./0/98202/coverorgin.jpg?v=f9bb0b5ea7e0e1f49297940546a2c683&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Billionaire's Unlikely Bride
The Barrett family and Prescott family agreed to ally with each other 20 years ago. The son of the Barrett family was to marry the first daughter of the Prescott family. But what happens when Mason refuses to marry the unknown girl his family chose for him? In an attempt to escape this alliance, he ends up marrying the second daughter of the Prescott family, Raven. This causes the first daughter, Blair, to despise her little sister even more. Blair and her mother, Lenora, try desperately to make Mason divorce Raven, but will they succeed? What happens when a new problem arises as Mason's obsessed ex wants him back? Find out in this thrilling tale./0/94134/coverorgin.jpg?v=29802b440a4289b18c7fc615e72842ed&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Mafia Princess To Unbroken Queen
The man I gave up a twenty-billion-dollar inheritance for asked me to go to prison for his mistress. In the same breath, he told me to kill our unborn child. While his mother's actions caused me to miscarry our son in a derelict warehouse, he was on television announcing his engagement and *her* pregnancy. The betrayal wasn't just private; it was a public execution. So I picked up my phone and made a call I hadn't made in five years, to the one man he never knew existed. "Father," I choked out, "I need you."/0/86870/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb9176701ff543a17c5de65d130e7879&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn, Redeemed, and Unbothered
I woke up with a pounding headache and a man I didn't recognize sleeping next to me-Liam Hayes, the man I' d loved for years, only to realize he' d mistaken me for his ex-girlfriend, Bethany. It was a cruel echo of a past life I was desperately trying to escape. He stirred, calling out her name, and then his eyes landed on me. The warmth vanished, replaced by cold indifference. He nonchalantly offered to marry me, stating it was only for his grandmother and that his love belonged to someone else. In my last life, I said yes. I let him use me, tolerate me, and ultimately ruin my family for Bethany. He abandoned me on a stormy night, leading to a car crash that killed me and our unborn twins. But now, I was back, reborn in that very hotel room, at the precipice of ruin. I calmly told him nothing happened, that he was drunk and I had merely fallen asleep on the couch. He snarled, refusing to believe me, pulling away the towel I wore to reveal bruises he' d inflicted, accusing me of drugging him. Just then, Bethany's video call flashed on his phone, and he instantly cast me aside, his voice soft and loving for her. He threw my dress at me, ordering me out. Later, when I was packing my things, he taunted me, then made elaborate plans to send chicken noodle soup via private jet to Bethany in Europe, while I, his supposed fiancée, couldn't even get a glass of water. It was then that the last piece of my old heart turned to dust. The very next day, my parents, beaming, presented me with a penthouse key, convinced Liam and I would finally marry. My mother' s hand flew to her chest when I told them I no longer loved Liam, just as his call came in. He ordered me to take birth control pills, then sarcastically dismissed the designer bag he'd once given me. I simply replied, "That bag is old. You can just throw it away."/0/38253/coverorgin.jpg?v=34fe1db52fac89c9c98274fb4ebddb8b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tomboy, Sweet Wife
Taylor Gibson is a tomboy who dresses in a male way every day. Only her parents know she is female. Claude is only 23 years old, but he has made great success in the business field. So Taylor is deeply infatuated with him and she takes him as her idol. After graduation, Taylor works very hard to gain a job in Claude's company. And she does it. She finally becomes Claude's secretary. During working hours, Claude gradually finds the Taylor is so persistent, patient, and diligent. Gradually, he likes Taylor. At first, he is so amazed about his affection for a "man". But as time goes, he finds Taylor is a sweet girl, which makes him happier. So this a story about "love will come in time"./0/18213/coverorgin.jpg?v=10395f96e63e04cbd497b875650b9ec5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wife is an Aloof Beauty
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!/0/91470/coverorgin.jpg?v=299fe318c39a5befd5cb4d1f24eaba7d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Five-Year Deception, A Lifetime of Payback
I was the long-lost Donovan heiress, finally brought home after a childhood in foster care. My parents adored me, my husband cherished me, and the woman who tried to ruin my life, Kiera Reese, was locked away in a mental facility. I was safe. I was loved. On my birthday, I decided to surprise my husband, Ivan, at his office. But he wasn't there. I found him at a private art gallery across town. He was with Kiera. She wasn't in a facility. She was radiant, laughing as she stood beside my husband and their five-year-old son. I watched through the glass as Ivan kissed her, a familiar, loving gesture he’d used with me just that morning. I crept closer and overheard them. My birthday wish to go to the amusement park had been denied because he’d already promised the entire park to their son—whose birthday was the same day as mine. "She’s so grateful to have a family, she’d believe anything we tell her," Ivan said, his voice laced with a cruelty that stole my breath. "It's almost sad." My entire reality—my loving parents who funded this secret life, my devoted husband—was a five-year lie. I was just the fool they kept on stage. My phone buzzed. It was a text from Ivan, sent while he stood with his real family. "Just got out of the meeting. So exhausting. I miss you." The casual lie was the final blow. They thought I was a pathetic, grateful orphan they could control. They were about to find out just how wrong they were./0/81266/coverorgin.jpg?v=ebba15b7ea335bd179026e3d0bd46e3e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Turns to Ash
My world revolved around Jax Harding, my older brother's captivating rockstar friend. From sixteen, I adored him; at eighteen, I clung to his casual promise: "When you're 22, maybe I'll settle down." That offhand comment became my life's beacon, guiding every choice, meticulously planning my twenty-second birthday as our destiny. But on that pivotal day in a Lower East Side bar, clutching my gift, my dream exploded. I overheard Jax' s cold voice: "Can't believe Savvy's showing up. She' s still hung up on that stupid thing I said." Then the crushing plot: "We' re gonna tell Savvy I' m engaged to Chloe, maybe even hint she' s pregnant. That should scare her off." My gift, my future, slipped from my numb fingers. I fled into the cold New York rain, devastated by betrayal. Later, Jax introduced Chloe as his "fiancée" while his bandmates mocked my "adorable crush"-he did nothing. As an art installation fell, he saved Chloe, abandoning me to severe injury. In the hospital, he came for "damage control," then shockingly shoved me into a fountain, leaving me to bleed, calling me a "jealous psycho." How could the man I loved, who once saved me, become this cruel and publicly humiliate me? Why was my devotion seen as an annoyance to be brutally extinguished with lies and assault? Was I just a problem, my loyalty met with hatred? I would not be his victim. Injured and betrayed, I made an unshakeable vow: I was done. I blocked his number and everyone connected to him, severing ties. This was not an escape; this was my rebirth. Florence awaited, a new life on my terms, unburdened by broken promises./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./0/58463/coverorgin.jpg?v=2cecee579afa294bfb578c59083948b7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Whispers In The Heart
On the tenth anniversary of our marriage, I received a photo of my husband in bed. The mistress flaunted it in front of me, boasting, "The one who is not loved is the real third party." I laughed uncontrollably. She may not know that besides her and other mistresses, my husband also has a "moonlight" hidden in his heart for ten years. In order to be with the "moonlight", he even made up stories like the "moonlight" being his cousin./0/94133/coverorgin.jpg?v=104e0eef8e071a3e9f108a9cac590bd2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Betrayal, My Mafia Revenge
The moment I saw my husband massaging his dead brother’s pregnant mistress’s feet, I knew my marriage was over. He moved her into our home under the guise of “family duty,” forcing me to watch as he prioritized her comfort over our vows. The final betrayal came when she stole and deliberately broke my mother’s priceless necklace. When I slapped her for the desecration, my husband struck me across the face to defend her. He had violated a sacred honor code by putting his hands on the daughter of another Don—an act of war. I looked him in the eye and swore on my mother’s grave that I would bring a bloody revenge upon his entire family. Then I made one phone call to my father, and the demolition of his empire began./0/38251/coverorgin.jpg?v=58ed2f992d3b2cd29f8064f313fb6e49&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Be A Doctor
Sophia Anderson was adopted by an old woman and grew up in the countryside. At she was 18 years old, her original family found her and got her back to the city. However, she was looked down upon by other family members, especially her stepmother and stepsister. At that time, she was so stupid that she was framed by her stepsister and die tragically. Maybe God has sympathy for her, she was reborn and she was given rich medical knowledge and professional skills! In this life, she works hard on studying medicine and saving people. She becomes a top-professional woman, which is out of reach for most people!/1/115662/coverorgin.jpg?v=a7861c6955cf1f26e5783b13b763b226&imageMogr2/format/webp)
