Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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A Birkin For Every Lie
There are ninety-nine Hermès Birkins sitting in my walk-in closet. To the world, it' s a collection worth millions. To me, it' s a tally of ninety-nine times my husband, Harris, betrayed me. Each bag was a silent apology I accepted to keep our hollow marriage alive. But the hundredth betrayal wasn't fixed with crocodile leather. On the anniversary of my mother's death, I tracked Harris to my family' s private cemetery. He wasn't alone. Jessica, his "first love," was there, standing over the empty plot reserved for my living father, right next to my mother' s grave. They were digging a hole. Jessica smirked, holding a velvet box containing her dead cat and a plaque that read To Arvel, my eternal companion. "It' s just a cat, Cecily," she laughed, tossing her hair. "Don't be so dramatic. Your father won't mind the company. Besides, it shows who Harris really listens to." For years, I accepted the bags and the lies. But desecrating my family's sacred ground? The submissive wife died in that moment. I walked toward them, clutching the evidence that would destroy Jessica' s life and shatter Harris' s world. "Dig it up," I commanded, my voice colder than the grave. "Or I will bury you both right here."/0/83130/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d328a403eef721892d04d803dbd5b5e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Bitter Pill Called Regret
My head throbbed as I cooked Marcus's favorite meal. It was our tenth anniversary, a milestone I' d hoped would bring some semblance of peace to a decade marred by his growing distance. But Marcus never came home. Instead, an Instagram notification flashed: Skyler Reed, beaming beside my husband, champagne in hand, captioned: "Celebrating new beginnings with Mr. T!" When I finally reached him, his voice was dismissive, cold: "You've let yourself go, Ellie. Skyler's a breath of fresh air." The casual cruelty was a physical blow, leaving me reeling, a sudden nosebleed staining the anniversary tablecloth I' d prepared for a dinner that would never happen. Who was this woman I had become, a ghost of my former self, constantly tired, always bleeding? Why did I allow myself to be chipped away, humiliated, while he flaunted his affair so brazenly? Then, the final, devastating cut: my only comfort, my loyal dog Gus, brutally run down after Skyler maliciously kicked him into the street. My world went black, only to be replaced by the harsh hospital lights and a grim diagnosis: glioblastoma. Marcus, now belatedly awake to his ruin, would beg me to fight. Yet, the profound irony was a bitter pill: his decade of calculated cruelty had left me with no fight left. But though I was dying, this story was far from over-just not in the way anyone expected./0/74526/coverorgin.jpg?v=8e3362bbaf79fd6caaf4c8d630ee33f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
To Be Loved But In My Dreams?
There's nothing worse than wanting to be treated right by the same person that constantly breaks you. This is the case of Lara. She is a young girl seeking to be loved. Without a single love for herself. Unlike the others that says "I'm loved at home", this was not in the case of Lara She wasn't loved at home and desperately wanted someone to love her. She was always depressed and alone. Broken by the only person she thought she'd spend the rest of her life with. Will she find someone better?/0/18678/coverorgin.jpg?v=727e7cbae9c85e6c89834d7558744701&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Boundless Love: My Devil Husband
The man was a complete stranger, but he had saved Sharon's life. They spent the night together and the man promised her that fate would bring them together some time again. To her immense surprise that did happen, and he tried to win her over that day. He wanted her to be his wife. But his promises of a lifetime of love turned out to be hollow words because he left her to be with his crush. Now, they have met again, there is a sweet baby in her arms, and a handsome gentleman by her side. Now, it is her turn to fight back!/0/82035/coverorgin.jpg?v=81b5eb3feb0fa23ce1d524695d9558aa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
She Saved His Empire, He Broke Her Heart
For five long years, I was Jane Doe, Alexander Sterling' s quiet, unassuming assistant, secretly working tirelessly to save his company from the brink of collapse. I poured my life, and even our family' s legendary Westbrook Star diamond, into the anonymous investment that kept him afloat, all for the man I deeply loved. Day in and day out, I remained by his side, hoping he would finally see past the "Jane" I presented and recognize the woman who sacrificed everything for him. But then, Isabelle Vance, all wide eyes and soft sighs, arrived, and suddenly, I was invisible, my every effort unacknowledged, my devotion unseen. His attention, his genuine laughter, the warmth I once cherished, was entirely for her, the new favorite who simply had to ask. I watched silently as Isabelle and her cruel assistant mocked me, sabotaged my work, and ultimately framed me for a ridiculous attack, turning him completely against me. In a horrifying public spectacle, Alexander, blinded by Isabelle' s lies, ruthlessly fired me, branding me a dangerous troublemaker without a second thought. Left bleeding on the sidewalk after his security guards physically coerced me out, my reputation was systematically shredded, every sacrifice I had made for him now spitting in my face. The ultimate betrayal left me numb, the years of silent devotion to a man who couldn't see me crushing my spirit beneath the weight of his callous disregard. Wasted years, unacknowledged love, and now, public humiliation – the bitter taste of utter betrayal mingled with the cold drizzle on my face, solidifying my decision. Yet, a strange clarity settled over me as the five-year term for the Westbrook Star ended. Jane Doe was dead, irrevocably gone. As the Westbrook Star returned to my possession, a cold, unyielding fury replaced the pain, signaling Seraphina Westbrook was finally coming home, ready to build a new life with the steadfast Ethan Hayes and leave Alexander Sterling to the bitter regret he so richly deserved./1/114574/coverorgin.jpg?v=a10769555976d4f25572cff058d89d85&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Neglected Wife's Bloody Revenge Pact
Jenna lay dying in the ICU, kept alive by a ventilator. Her twenty-year-old twins walked in wearing designer clothes, looking at her with pure disgust. Before Jenna could even reach out, Arthur stepped back. "Don't touch me. You'll ruin my jacket." Clio shoved a photo in Jenna's face, revealing their billionaire father was marrying someone else next week. They told Jenna she was a penniless nobody, nothing but a cheap incubator for the Knight family heirs. Then, checking his luxury watch, Arthur complained they were going to be late for a charity gala. Smiling coldly, he reached out and unplugged her life support. Jenna suffocated in agony, watching her own children walk away without looking back. As the heart monitor flatlined, she swore a blood oath. If she ever got another chance, she would make them bleed. When she opened her eyes again, she was back fifteen years in the past. Her five-year-old son was kicking her bed, screaming at her to make his pancakes. The trauma of her death ignited into pure, freezing rage. She finally understood that to this family, she was just livestock. This time, Jenna didn't drop to her knees to coax him. She dragged the brat over her knee and slapped him hard. She demanded a divorce, escaped her locked mansion using torn bedsheets, and ran into the dark. Finding a bleeding, heavily armed military operative hiding from assassins, Jenna pressed her hands against his wound. "I get you out of this kill zone. In exchange, you protect me."/0/18991/coverorgin.jpg?v=58991a67b4ef9420839c9ccbb7a8483e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Heaven-sent Baby: Mommy Loses Memory And Gets Lost In Love
She remembered nothing, literally nothing. What was worse, she already got pregnant. Although she had no idea what happened, she accepted what fate arranged for her. However, a kidnapping broke their peaceful life. The truth was covered with mystery, and she wanted to unveil it. After all, her baby was a computer genius. When they got the answer to their doubt, everything quite astonished them.../0/21494/coverorgin.jpg?v=17449cf5bb5946d4393830e67325bef8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BLS #1: Red String of Fate
BLS #1 Aaron Samuel He's a Billionaire that gets worship by women and hate by man. He never fails to make girls screaming for him, he never tried hard to get a girl. All he do is winked and smirked, they fall to his feet. Never get rejected. Sophia Celastio She's completely a daddy's girl, sweetheart and an easy going girl. She doesn't like arrogant and heartless people, that's why she doesn't like when a billionaire hit on her. For Sophia, Billionaire always gets what they want and in the end of the day, they'll throw you like trash./0/84851/coverorgin.jpg?v=b4c6d5565f2133d18d2db53f9976f155&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Anniversary Betrayal
The music was thumping, a forced celebration for our third wedding anniversary, but all I wanted was to give Olivia the velvet box in my pocket. Instead, I pushed through the crowd to find her, radiant, but not looking at me – she was looking at Liam Hayes, her childhood best friend. Then, Liam dropped to one knee, holding a diamond ring, and asked my wife to marry him. My blood ran cold as her friends cheered, chanting, "Say yes!" and Olivia giggled, touching his face without a word of protest. When I finally confronted them, Liam mocked me, and Olivia dismissed it as "just a game." Before I could react, Liam feigned an ankle injury, and Olivia, with an ugly scowl I' d never seen before, pushed me away, shouting that I' d ruined her party. I stumbled, my feet tangled, and the world tilted. I woke up at the bottom of the stairs, my leg screaming, the house silent. My wife, on our anniversary, had left me there, bleeding and broken, to care for a man who faked an injury. At the hospital, Liam intercepted the paramedics' call, claiming I was drunk and Olivia was too busy caring for his "bad ankle." Then Olivia called, not to check on me, but to accuse me of pulling a "stunt" for attention, and demanding I apologize to Liam. The doctor' s grim prognosis-a tibia fractured in two places, a permanent limp-crushed me. But the real blow was realizing Olivia had been actively preventing a pregnancy for a year, all while pretending to dream of a family with me. How could I have been so blind? How could the woman who once called me her hero leave me to bleed? Lying in that sterile hospital bed, ignored and abandoned, a cold, unwavering certainty settled within me: it was over. I couldn't do this anymore. I would cut every tie, sever every connection, and rebuild my life, far away from the wreckage of our marriage./0/87354/coverorgin.jpg?v=9016eafd94d11470f29324914456f136&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Discarded Love, Found Happiness
I stood just outside the glass patio doors, holding a tray of fresh towels. Tonight was a celebration of Coleton Barron' s full recovery, the tech world' s golden boy back on his feet after three years of my dedicated physical therapy. But then, his ex-girlfriend, Charly Mack, appeared. When a stray splash from the pool hit her dress, Coleton shoved me aside to protect her, sending me headfirst into the concrete edge of the pool. I woke up in the hospital with a concussion, only to see Coleton comforting Charly, who was faking tears. He didn' t defend me when she claimed we were "just friends." His mother, Esther Cotton, then sent me a text with a five-million-dollar check, telling me I didn' t fit into his world. Back at his penthouse, Charly accused me of poisoning Coleton with soup and breaking his father' s cherished wooden box. He believed her, forcing me to drink the soup and leaving me to collapse on the kitchen floor. I ended up in the hospital again, alone. I didn' t understand why he would believe her lies, why he would hurt me after everything I had done. Why was I just a temporary fix, easily discarded? On his birthday, I left him a text: "Happy Birthday, Coleton. I' m leaving. Don' t look for me. Goodbye." I turned off my phone, dropped it in a trash can, and walked toward a new life./0/55128/coverorgin.jpg?v=116e35b86dc7789a86092b7a514ffe29&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Mysterious Mr. Reynolds Falls Madly In Love
Thea felt she would never be happy again after she was forced to marry the infamous and mysterious cripple, who went by the name, Mr. Reynolds. It was rumored that her new husband was ugly and very mean. As a result, Thea prepared herself to endure her unhappy marriage. But she received a big shocker soon after. Her husband showered her with all the love. He made her feel so special. Mr. Reynolds was her knight in shining armor. He defended her against all those who came for her. Even when her own father mistreated her, he destroyed the geezer's car. All her haters resented her to the bone. As they licked their wounds, they cussed her out in their hearts. What a heartless woman! Mr. Reynolds put his arms around Thea and declared, "She's the love of my life. I love her just the way she is. Does anyone have any objections?"/0/19304/coverorgin.jpg?v=b6b8998afec667eb3c0c352b72de0451&imageMogr2/format/webp)
So Called Destiny
God Know's best For You, all it need is your acceptance... To love and to be loved is a great gift of god. Sometimes all it required is to accept your heart and to walk just believe in Destiny . Ara who was a spoiled young daughter of rich business man Mr Kim Jong now wife of a Business minded Alen Chen.... which is hard for her to accept....../0/61542/coverorgin.jpg?v=d251bc15b9d69a1b8e9aa258deb8b3fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Life from a Flying Squirrel to an Heiress
I'm a timid and gentle flying squirrel, and one day I found myself in the body of a true heiress. The fake heiress orders me around. "Pick up the socks on the floor." I comply, "Where should I put them?" "Put them in my mouth." I stuffed them in. "Pour the foot bath water for me." "Sure, where should I pour it?" "Pour it on my face." I tipped the whole basin over. "What are we having for lunch?" "What do you want to eat?" "I want to eat poop." Alright, just wait, I quickly shut the bathroom door. Outside, the fake heiress's voice was deafening: "If you dare to make me eat poop, I'll kill you! You’re not really going to poop, are you? I won’t eat it, I won’t eat it…" The squirrel felt frustrated; humans change so quickly. Does she really want to eat it or not?/0/87667/coverorgin.jpg?v=cffdf71a15faea2e05ed5fd4bf987fc5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Secret Wife, My Broken Heart
The pregnancy test showed two pink lines. After four years of a quiet marriage to Carter Leon, we were finally having a baby. I thought this was the final piece of our story. But when I went to the county clerk's office for a certified copy of our marriage certificate, I was told there was no record of our marriage. Instead, Carter was legally married to Erlene Fulton, my estranged stepsister and his high school sweetheart. My world shattered. I was nothing more than a mistress, a placeholder. Then, my family, including Carter, pressured me to "step aside" for Erlene, who was supposedly dying and wished to die as Carter's wife. I refused, revealing my pregnancy, only to be locked away by my father and stepmother. Carter later convinced me it was all a charade, a performance for a dying woman. I watched him marry Erlene, a ghost at their grand wedding. He spent his time with her, while I, like a fool, kept believing his lies. Until I overheard Erlene and Carter. He confessed he had always loved her, and that marrying me was just a plan to wound her pride and make her return. My four years, my devotion, my love-all a calculated move. I was a pawn, and so was my baby. The promises, the soft touches, the shared smiles-all fake. How could I have been so blind? How could he be so cruel? I had to save myself, and my child, from this poison. I ran, determined to leave the lie behind./1/113792/coverorgin.jpg?v=3c8a6094b483eefb9897957e0b968136&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Secret Billionaire's Obsessive Love Trap
My mother was dying in the hospital, relying on expensive life support to survive. But my own father suddenly cut off her medical insurance, conspiring with a ruthless pharmaceutical heir named Fred. They wanted to force me to hand over my grandfather's priceless DARPA research formula in exchange for a corporate bailout. When I refused, Fred sent massive thugs to hunt me down in the freezing rain. He even used his power to have my dying mother physically thrown out of the VIP ward, leaving her to suffocate on a rusted gurney in a dirty, crowded corridor. My father and stepmother just sneered, watching me become a desperate pariah with nowhere to run. I couldn't understand how my father could trade his own wife's life for a real estate deal. Sitting in the pouring rain next to my mother, watching her skin turn the color of wet ash, my despair finally morphed into a cold, hard rage. "Sign the rights over to me, or buy a coffin." Just as Fred raised his hand to strike me, a seemingly poor biotech sales rep stepped out of the shadows. He brutally crippled Fred's guards, loudly claimed to be my boyfriend, and somehow got my mother secretly upgraded to the hospital's penthouse suite. To protect this "broke orphan" from Fred's revenge, I took him back to my tiny apartment. I was completely unaware that I had just invited the most terrifying, lethal billionaire on Wall Street into my home./0/97679/coverorgin.jpg?v=c2e00d3ab683c526edbc3211e415e291&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Faked Infertility, My Sweet Revenge
I made my husband, Damian, the youngest Chief of Surgery in the country. I built his career from scratch, defying my own family to marry him. Then, he asked me to give our au pair a six-figure salary and a company car. He called me a cold-hearted bitch when I refused, claiming she was a poor single mother of five. But I saw her wearing my missing diamond bracelet and carrying a Chanel bag worth more than my car. He flaunted their affair at a professional conference, calling me a "worthless capitalist princess" while she played the victim. For years, I'd spent a fortune trying to cure his infertility. It was our secret pain. Now, he was using it to justify his affair with a "hyper-fertile" woman he claimed could give him the sons I couldn't. As he stood on stage for his keynote speech, ready to accept an award, I walked past him to the podium. I had my own presentation to share with the live-streamed global audience-a slideshow of their eight-year affair, complete with hotel receipts and bank transfers./0/62950/coverorgin.jpg?v=988cb910804388384f2dc9ca7ce75f1c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Married For 30 Days
"Aren't you a bit curious as to what will happen if you refuse to adhere to the terms of the contract?" Ben asked from the window. But she didn't care at that point. She was done with whatever the hell this was. She got to the door and grabbed the handle, about to open it. "You..will..go..to..jail, Miss Ana." She froze in her tracks. Did Remi just say jail? ****** Ana is a single mother who's running from her past, trying to provide for her child, and at the same time shielding herself from the clutches of a psycho-stalker. She meets Ben, a stranger, who's still reeling from a brutal betrayal in his past. But when Ben asks Ana to be his wife for 30 days, despite her baggage, she thinks he is crazy. However, as she spends time with the introverted but sexy billionaire, it turns out she is the one who's crazy about him. Would they be able to look past their painful pasts and find a way to co-exist freely without the fear of being hurt a second time?/0/25718/coverorgin.jpg?v=504b128ee234bc4b8ed6a5df45e0b150&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Quest for love
Mariah Edenne a 24-year-old lady married to the love of her life Neil Easton a reputable businessman, life has been rosy to them except that they've not been able to bear kids for over year's of marriage. Her mother-in-law isn't happy about her marriage to her son, she believes she is married to him just for his money. She therefore hires Khloe who is the half-sister to Mariah so she can seduce and get married to Neil on the condition that she bears children for him, Khloe accepts this and sets her plans, she discovers she can't have kids with him, so she pays her ex-boyfriend to do the job and later holds Neil responsible for her pregnancy, Neil in joy demands for divorce is he can get married to Khloe thinking the baby is his. Mariah is thrown out of the house without a penny and relocates with her two friends Naja and Caitlyn, she meets this good looking young man who turns to be her boss Bobby Brown, they get married and get kids. Neil finally discovers he is the one who was impotent and isn't the dad to Khloe’s son. He sents her packing and tries getting back Mariah but it's too late as she is happily married already./0/65453/coverorgin.jpg?v=c84ad7d5c3ae42745153c8d827cf222f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
