Romance Books for Women
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Crossing Paths
After a decade of chasing success in New York City, Emily Monroe's career in interior design is everything she dreamed of- until a failed project sends her back to her sleepy hometown of Riverbend to regroup. Tasked with restoring the town's historic library, Emily is ready to prove herself again. But when she discovers that the project's lead contractor is her high school nemesis, Jake Harper, sparks fly in unexpected ways. Jake has spent the last ten years building a reputation as the go-to craftsman in Riverbend, trading his wild teenage years for stability. Working with Emily means navigating their complicated past-and a growing attraction neither of them expected. As they rebuild the library, they'll have to decide: can two people with such different lives make room for love, or are some paths better left uncrossed?/0/34004/coverorgin.jpg?v=5149a9cf2bf4f4c0c4d73f70fe752e74&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forever
"You must be punished, Eleanor." He rasped, his deep rich voice sending tingles down her spine. Pulling her away from the wall, he hoisted her up on his shoulder. A squeal of horror escaped her lips as she immediately clutched his shirt from back in her tiny fists, eyes looking at the floor in terror, because of his Goddamn mighty height. "Put m-me d-down." She stuttered as he hooked his other arm behind her knees and kept her legs firmly close to his chest. He took big steps and within a few strides, he was in his room, he locked the door making her breath hitch. "W-why are y-you locking the door." She stuttered again. A squeal escaped her lips when her world changed its position again. Leon threw her on the bed and watched her tiny yet luscious frame bouncing on the bed twice. Eleanor raised her body on her elbows as she watched him remove his shirt with ease. Her throat went all dry when her eyes landed on his naked muscular chest, eight freaking packs, and v line. She didn't dare let her eyes trail further down as she snapped her eyes up to meet his silver ones and she stiffened. Dark intense silver pools peered at her. Uh Oh! **** “She's rich, he's a bad boy, a burglar. She's submissive, he's tractable. She's caged, he's wild. She yearns for freedom, his life is adventurous. As the tale says "Opposite attracts!" But then there's this rich man who's overly obsessed with the innocent heiress. A sweet, romantic story filled with lots of action and love but with a dark side.” Hot and Steamy… 18+/1/115977/coverorgin.jpg?v=e36a482b6c6afa3b6acd7190a6349b85&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn To Claim My CEO Husband
Elliana Lewis lay dying on the freezing concrete of a federal penitentiary, her ribs shattered by a guard's heavy boot. She had been flawlessly framed for murder by the one person she trusted with her life: her sweet, innocent stepsister, Jovita. During her final prison visit, Jovita wore their mother's diamonds and smiled cruelly behind the glass. She revealed she had liquidated the family company, caused their father's stroke, and paid the guards to ensure Elliana suffered a grueling, agonizing death. "Your marriage was a joke from day one, Ellie. You have nothing left." As her lungs stopped, the tragic truth finally dawned on Elliana. She had spent months screaming for a divorce and publicly humiliating her billionaire husband, Damon Stirling, believing his silence was weakness. She didn't realize until it was too late that his endless tolerance was the deepest form of protection. She had pushed away the only man who would have burned the world down to keep her safe. Why had she been so incredibly stupid? Why did she blindly trust a monster and destroy the only person who truly loved her? Then, a blinding light pierced her retinas. Elliana bolted upright, gasping for air on a massive, king-sized bed. There was no pain. No broken bones. The digital clock on the nightstand flashed a date from exactly ten years ago. It was the morning after her disastrous wedding night. This time, she would tear Jovita's life apart piece by piece. And she would hold onto Damon so tightly that nothing could ever pry them apart./0/70141/coverorgin.jpg?v=dcdaeb4d5a5a6586a0788097e1cdb865&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The dhampir
Evangeline has spent her entire life believing she was human-until the night she awakens something dark and powerful within her. Hunted by unseen enemies and bound by an unbreakable blood bond to Lucian, a ruthless and possessive vampire prince, she is thrust into a hidden world of danger, desire, and ancient secrets. As her dhampir abilities emerge, so do the enemies who would see her captured or destroyed. A powerful vampire named Valerian wants her for reasons unknown, and the bond between her and Lucian is growing stronger-pulling her deeper into a fate she never chose. With her life hanging in the balance, Evangeline must uncover the truth about her past, control the power rising inside her, and decide if she can truly trust the man whose hunger for her is both her greatest protection... and her greatest threat. In a world of blood and betrayal, love may be the most dangerous thing of all./0/72644/coverorgin.jpg?v=eddc6a871d15096fc2b591f4057fc6de&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The sweet maid and the millionaire
Loana is trapped between two worlds: the humble village where she grew up and the imposing mansion where her mother works as a maid. Each day, her life unfolds in the shadow of the luxurious halls and the strict rules of Romanian aristocracy. But everything changes when she meets Mihai, the son of the mansion's owner, a young man trapped by his family's expectations and a future he does not desire. What begins as a casual encounter quickly turns into an irresistible connection, a forbidden love that challenges the social barriers separating them. As their relationship intensifies, Loana is drawn into a whirlwind of emotions and family secrets that threaten to destroy not only her future but Mihai's as well. With each stolen kiss and every furtive glance, the danger grows. Loana must decide whether to follow her heart and risk everything for a love that could separate her from her family and her simple life or to succumb to social pressures and choose the path her mother has always warned her about. The sweet maid and the millionaire is a story of intense love and sacrifice, where social class barriers are broken, and past secrets resonate in the present. How far would you be willing to go for a love that challenges you to abandon everything you know?/0/21802/coverorgin.jpg?v=f38ba57ea5ee69023aee842e2acb6100&imageMogr2/format/webp)
FINDING TRUE LOVE
Synopsis Chloe Williams is the CEO of one the biggest company in California. She has all the endowment of beauty she has a curvy shape, a long hair that stopes at her waist length She has a pointed nose a pink lips and a beautiful set of legs. Everything around her scream beauty and wealth. Her beauty and skin is the only thing she cherished. she is also in to modeling because of her beauty. No one will see her once with out checking her out again. Everything changed one morning and her joy were taken away from her when she woke up with a very ugly face a black spot over her cherished face and her beauty was ruined. Her birthday is approaching....she became scared she can't stay a minute with that ugly face it drives her crazy she is popular and people will laughed at her. All the medical men she called couldn't find solution to her problem. She was later told by the goddess of beauty that the only way she can get her beauty back is to FIND TRUE LOVE. Her panic reduce and she became relaxed because she has a boyfriend who she believes truly love her. Everything became more complicated when her only boyfriend denied her and throw her out of his house at night in the middle of the street just because she was ugly. Will any guy genuinely love her with an ugly face......../0/47927/coverorgin.jpg?v=e07f203525618a6f8d7e40b58e3f2b5b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When He Bows
"I love you, Ezekiel.." I said rudely. It stopped and slowly turned towards me. "I love you.." It grinned and faced me again. He arched his brows mockingly. It's really stuck! "You love Me?" he mocked. I nodded. The side of his lips rose. "I don't know the word Dear..so stop.." Then he left me. He left me..with his words./0/29311/coverorgin.jpg?v=b17feb4b47a369917b6d584fe2d7ca14&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Melting his Cold heart.
Theodore De’Leon , 30 year old smoking hot billionaire In LA, also the CEO of lardons tech corp . He also runs the Mafia in Sicily , Italy . He was just a young boy when his entire family were brutally murdered by their enemy, Giovanni Romano. Theodore , enraged and heart broken, swore on his parents grave that he would take revenge no matter the cost. After long years of hiding , Theodore is finally ready to carry out his revenge . As a part of his revenge , he arranges a fake marriage to Aria Romano , the first daughter of the Romanos’./1/113787/coverorgin.jpg?v=4d24b4ecd095ebc24bb14cde0ac92e31&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Wife's Dangerous Revenge
For three years, I played the perfect, invisible contract wife to Angel Wilcox. But last night, after being drugged at a club, he lost control and brutally took my innocence in a freezing bathtub. The next morning, instead of an apology, he threw a million-dollar settlement at me and slapped the divorce papers on the table. His first love, Hillary, had returned from Paris, and he needed to clear the way for her. He called what he did to me a mere inconvenience. When I refused to sign the papers—because my brother would be killed by loan sharks without the Wilcox name to protect him—Angel lost his temper. In the lobby, right in front of a mocking Hillary, he violently shoved me. My head slammed against a massive marble pillar with a sickening thud. "Don't play games with me! Sign the damn papers!" He roared, trying to force the pen into my hand while I lay crumpled on the cold floor. My body was burning with a severe infection from his assault, my wrists were bruised, and my heart was shattered. How could the man I secretly loved for three years treat me like disposable garbage the second she came back? I looked at his furious eyes, then slowly raised my trembling hands to cover my right ear. The same ear that was severely injured in a car crash he caused three years ago. "My ear is ringing. I can't hear you." If he wanted to be ruthless, I would use his deepest guilt to trap him in this marriage forever./0/97674/coverorgin.jpg?v=ac2b11f1e7ce193b6cf03e55d747d327&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Friend, My Living Hell
My father's routine heart surgery went horribly wrong, leaving him in a coma. The surgeon was Fabiola, my husband Julian's celebrated childhood friend. When I begged Julian to use his immense resources to save him, he gave me a chilling ultimatum: my father's life for Fabiola's career. To protect her, he stood by as she deliberately scalded my hand with boiling soup. He locked me in a rat-infested wine cellar to "teach me a lesson." He even force-fed me peanuts, knowing I had a deadly allergy, and had me committed to a psychiatric hospital when I still wouldn't break. I didn't understand how the man who once promised to build a fortress around me had become the one launching the attack, all for a woman he claimed was just a friend. So, as Fabiola shoved me from the deck of our yacht into the dark water below, I didn't fight. I let myself fall, because faking my death was the only way to destroy them both./0/86567/coverorgin.jpg?v=5cc533bd71c720a7e507f48c60c2a057&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kidnapped Bride, Unexpected Knight
My wedding day was supposed to be the happiest day of my life, but I found myself tied to a chair in a dark, moldy basement, a burlap sack ripped from my head. The kidnapper held my phone, reading my fiancé Ethan Riley' s name, demanding a thirty-million-dollar ransom. Desperate, I called Ethan, but his line was busy-forty-nine times. On the fiftieth try, the kidnapper lost his patience, breaking my ribs with a punch, calling me "useless." The physical pain was nothing compared to the cold dread that settled in my heart. Why was he so busy? A week ago, Ethan paid a thirty-million-dollar ransom for his childhood friend, Chloe Davis, without hesitation, abandoning me at our wedding rehearsal to deliver the money himself. Then, a video message from Chloe lit up my phone, which the kidnapper held to my face. Chloe smiled, cooing, "Sorry, Sarah, Ethan's a little busy right now. He's putting my shoes on for me." The camera panned to Ethan, kneeling, gently sliding a crystal-heeled shoe onto her foot. But it wasn' t his devotion that shattered me; it was the dress Chloe was wearing – my wedding dress, the one my mother had made for me. A white-hot rage surged through me. I screamed for the phone, but the kidnapper smashed it, severing my last connection to Ethan. He then dialed Ethan on his burner phone, putting it on speaker, and calmly declared a new ransom: "One dollar. For every time he doesn't answer, I cut off a finger." On the fourth ring, Chloe answered, her voice dripping with fake concern. "Oh, Sarah," she sighed, "You have the worst timing. Ethan's busy getting a band-aid for me." I screamed, "I've been kidnapped! Tell him I've been kidnapped!" Chloe laughed, calling me dramatic. Then, Ethan' s voice, cold and impatient, filled the silence. "Sarah? What is this? Chloe said you're playing some kind of game. Kidnapped? Again? This is a new low, even for you." He hung up. The kidnapper reached for my hand. "Well, it looks like he didn't answer." He severed my pinky finger with rusty pliers. The blinding pain made my world tilt. I begged him to video call Ethan, just so he could see. Ethan appeared, annoyed, with Chloe beside him, dabbing a tiny scratch on her foot. He called me a liar, manipulative, and selfish, accusing me of trying to ruin their wedding. I showed him my mutilated hand, the bloody stump where my pinky used to be. For a second, he hesitated, a flicker of horror in his eyes. But then Chloe shrieked, "That is disgusting, Sarah! Where did you get that fake movie prop?" She sobbed dramatically into Ethan' s chest. His brief doubt vanished, replaced by a storm of protective rage directed at me. "Look what you've done," he snarled. "You're making Chloe cry. All you do is cause pain. You're a monster." He hung up, telling me never to call again. The kidnapper picked up the pliers again, eyeing my ring finger. "Let's get rid of this one next." My ring finger, the one holding all my broken promises, was severed. Then, he live-streamed my torture to the world, revealing me – Sarah Miller, Ethan Riley' s supposed fiancée – bruised, bloody, and broken. Comments flooded the screen: "Fake," "Awesome special effects!" until people recognized me. The kidnapper cursed, ending the feed, but then showed me another video: Ethan and Chloe, at our wedding venue, getting married. Chloe in my dress. Ethan' s voice, clear and steady, saying, "I do." My world went black./0/38228/coverorgin.jpg?v=7f64d43c5c2a8a9b9b33a0f1c53450b3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Doctor CEO's Sole Loved
Miley Smith is so angry at her fiance for his betrayal that she decides to find another man. By chance, Miley meets that man in the bar. Miley only knows that man is called Morris Lawrence and nothing else. She thinks they are not familiar with each other. But every time Miley gets hurt, Morris would show up in a doctor's uniform. When Miley wants to hire a lawyer, he becomes a partner in a law firm, finding the best lawyer for her. When Miley deals with the company’s business, he becomes a big client of her company. Who is this man, exactly?/0/59347/coverorgin.jpg?v=e973d78e6d9d30056bf8ca227e6ee237&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Kiss And Many Lies
"It's over between us, honey." I said to Clyde, flinging the divorce papers at him. You don't want to be the bad guy, am I right? Well now, you don't have to worry about who the bad guy is." He watched the papers flutter to the floor, dumfounded. They assumed she was still in a coma and so wouldn't see them. Even if she wasn't, this wouldn't be the first time her dear husband would kiss another woman in her presence. She saw nothing. But the slurps and moans woke her from the state of coma. The raptures and gasps had kept her from resting, and their shivers of pleasure caused a tear to drop from her eye. She collapsed making lunch for him. But here he was, making out with a woman she considered to be her best friend. All she could think of was revenge, and she knew who was perfect for the job. Not only was she going to get back at him, she was going to show her true identity now. She comes out of the hospital with his twins inside of her and left him alone with the realization that his life was about to change forever. Whisked away to a different world, Everleigh finds love in the arms of Clyde's arch nemesis. Love, hate, betrayal, resentment, envy and secret babies. It all started with one good kiss on the wrong lips, and a lot of lies to the wrong ears./0/90478/coverorgin.jpg?v=86cc13471f2f2f5d3f5dd341c091b0db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In the Wake of Truth
Two years of marriage. Two years of trust. Two years of secrets I never knew existed. I thought I was coming home to the man I married-surprising Nathan after my work trip ended early. Instead, I stood frozen in the doorway of our bedroom, watching my husband tangled in the sheets with someone I never expected. Someone whose face I only caught a glimpse of before she bolted-running out the back like a ghost escaping the scene of a crime. But I know that face. I've seen it every day of my life. Felt its presence in my laughter, my tears, my memories. That night shattered everything. The perfect husband. The perfect life. All of it was a carefully crafted illusion built on lies. Now, nothing is what it seems-and I have no idea where this road will take me./0/28529/coverorgin.jpg?v=0709970bfecd1f5fe412002907769292&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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More Than Friends
They said they're only friends but they kissed a lot. They cuddled together. They take glance at each other. They sit down next to each other even they have their 'first time' together. And no one of them want to be separate from each other. Then what is this friendship called? Friends with benefits? Kate Hummel. Kurt Hummel's little sister. A straight, junior girl in William McKinley High School. A girl who never believe in love and give up with relationship. What happen when Sam Evans also feel the same way? Will they stay being friends or will they fall in love to each other? Read the story to find out./0/80779/coverorgin.jpg?v=f5699b044e8228400421d0e973bc5d0e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Blind Devotion
Ethan Caldwell, the silent, brooding man I hired to protect me, became my world. I’d found him battered and broken in an alley, a lonely art student extending an impulsive hand. For months, he was my quiet guardian, his intense gaze a constant comfort. Then my stepsister, beautiful, fragile-looking Chloe, entered our lives. She spun a story of childhood bravery, of saving a boy, clinching it with a cheap, painted whistle she swore was a cherished memento. Every word was a lie. In an instant, Ethan’s loyalty mutated. His icy stare, once a barrier to the world, turned on me, accusing. Chloe, his supposed childhood savior, became his singular, toxic obsession. His "protection" transformed into a relentless torment for me. My art, my passion, systematically obliterated. My masterpiece, ruined by her "clumsy" accident. My painting hand, my Achilles tendon, deliberately shattered to cripple my future, all dismissed as "an unfortunate incident." My own father and brother, swayed by Chloe’s manipulative pleas, turned their backs, echoing accusations of my "jealousy" and "instability." Ethan—the man I saved, the man I trusted—suppressed undeniable evidence of Chloe's deceit, even orchestrating her winning a prestigious art competition with *my* stolen designs. I lay physically broken in a hospital bed, isolated, bleeding internally from my stepsister's calculated cruelty. How could the man I saved—the man who claimed to protect—become my ruthless tormentor? Was his devotion to Chloe’s fabricated innocence so profoundly blind he’d sacrifice *everything* for her: truth, justice, even my life? When they demanded a public apology from me for Chloe's lies—a condition for receiving life-saving medical care—something inside me snapped. At a high-society gala, facing their public condemnation, I finally hit back. I raised my cane. Not at Chloe, but at my own mending leg, deliberately inflicting fresh horror to expose every lie, every betrayal. This was my fight, and I would make them see the truth, no matter the cost./0/22428/coverorgin.jpg?v=3f0edd4fec773478664395af31f55ad2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Games Of The Heart
"Yes, we have, but I still want you to stay.” "Stefano, we just finished arguing, and you did not give me a single reason why I should stay, so I am leaving.” “No, you are not,” He says, dangerously coming close to me “Excuse me,” I say, backing up the wall “You heard me; I won’t let you leave me,” He says as his breath fans my face with every word that comes out of his mouth. “Then give me a reason to stay,” I say, looking down on the ground due to our proximity. I feel shy to look at him with how close we are. *********************************************** Andrea Lopez is a beautiful woman with a wonderful life. Any woman would wish to have her life, but you can't be sure her life is great. Andrea has everything but the one thing she desires most, Love. All she has ever received from Love is pain in return. There is no love in her life, but everything changes when she takes a trip to Italy. She reunites with her first Love, Stefano Costanzo, a cold, ruthless man who hates Love. He would rather pull his heart out of his body than feel Love, but for how long will he hate Love? Will the cold, ruthless man allow himself to love again, or will our Andrea never find Love?/0/83282/coverorgin.jpg?v=216b4850e7570b99bf835f2edadf9fd1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Dying Wedding Planner
Ash Miller, a celebrated wedding planner, wove magic for countless couples, but her own dream-a meticulously crafted vintage garden wedding with Ethan-remained just a plan after seven years. Unbeknownst to him, this unfulfilled dream was cloaked in a far more chilling reality: a secret, advanced breast cancer diagnosis, gnawing at her life and her hope. Then, at the very New England estate she'd chosen for her vows, Ash witnessed a scene that stopped her heart: Ethan, her Ethan, standing under their sacred oak, reciting vows not to her, but to a radiant Chloe, clad in white. He brushed off Ash's stunned presence with a casual wave, then shockingly handed over her entire five-year wedding design-every detail, every flower, every cherished vintage touch-to Chloe, dismissing it as "just a client." As Ash, heartbroken and physically ailing, watched her stolen dream unfold, the final, brutal blow landed: a sparkling Tiffany solitaire on Chloe's left hand, paired with whispered rumors that Chloe was Ethan' s "great lost love." Her meticulously planned future, her fragile hope, and her hidden battle against a terminal illness were all laid bare and trampled. The agony wasn't just in the betrayal of her love, but the realization that her life' s most profound moments, her final wishes, had been pilfered and handed to a stranger, all while her partner remained blind to her suffering, her impending end. How could the man she loved so deeply, the one she was dying to marry, be so heartlessly cruel, so utterly oblivious? With nothing left but the gnawing pain of a dying body and a shattered soul, Ash took her first, decisive step toward reclaiming her last moments, walking out of his life and leaving him behind to confront a devastating truth far more terrible than any infidelity./0/85785/coverorgin.jpg?v=e1f6ff556c558b435d16ca8962b6ea0d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
