Romance Books for Women
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Catch Me If You Can Enego
After getting chased by dogs and getting shot. I was called to the boss's office to give me another mission. Hi, I'm Shinhe Harukio, and if you think my name is too girly then don't talk to me because I don't give a f*ck. And of course, if you guessed that I'm half Japanese and half Filipino then you guessed right, my love. Im 27 years old. Im an assassin and a spy. I work for this secret company for years and im one of the top 2. I have a long obsidian hair like a girl. I braided it so it wouldn't get me distracted when shooting. "Ah! Shine, my favorite assassin." The boss flung both of his hands in the air welcoming me. "The one and only." I said proudly crossing my arms showing off my confidence. "Haha! Come let me treat you to some barbecue." The boss said and I groaned. "What's that? When you're free, you'll have me do something." I pout as he sighs then chuckles. "You really know me." He laughs but then nods. "But yeah, you guessed it right.." I groaned and ran my fingers through my long obsidian hair. "What is that?" I asked raising my one eyebrow. "Well, this is simple, no killing or stealing, I just want you to do is..---" he shows some picture of some big pearl in his tablet. "this. As you can see this is the pearl that we have been losing these past 2 years when the company got robbed." I nodded in agreement. "I want you to bet some big money at the betting market to get that back." He threw 2 big cases of money in front of me then smiled. "That's 50 million exactly." He grins at me and I frown. "We can just steal it back, why do we need to bet some money over it." I huff. "The market has a big guard over there and a lot of protection and securities." He sighs. "Now if you don't want it.. then, i guess i could just give this mission to the top 1.." he said and i started to get angry and sighs. "ALRIGHT!" I yelled. And before I knew it. I was riding into a very nice sports car towards the betting market with full of rich people. I wore a black suit that very much suits me and I braided my hair. I arrived at the place and I saw a crowded rich people already betting on a painting. I got passed through some people by saying excuse me and placing myself in front of the stage. After the betting the painting got sold for 10 million "Tsk. So cheap." I mumbled. After the painting got sent to the owner, the next betting item is the pearl my boss has been looking for. My eyes widened at how beautiful and shiny it was. The people started to get awestruck and started betting some large money. A guy behind me yelled. "10 million." His voice is cold and stern but loud. Not to mention his face is attractive. The seller was about to sell it to him when I yelled. "11 million!" All eyes went to me and the guy from behind me chuckled and I looked at him smirking. "20 million." The guy immediately said. The crowd went silent, the silence got replaced by the seller. "20 million? Anyone wants to go any higher? Going once.. going twi-" before the seller could even finish his sentence I spoke. "30 million." The seller was about to sell it to me when the guy from behind me yelled. "35 million." I glared at the guy and yelled. "50 million!!" The crowd looked at me with shock and the guy from behind me looked at me smirking. "50 million! Anyone wants to bet any higher? Going once.. going twice.." The crowd went to shock when the guy from behind me spoke. "200 million." The seller clapped and I looked at the guy shocked. "Sold to Mr. Iñego!"/0/18931/coverorgin.jpg?v=883c02340f25e97b2880b9dab08a7a17&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Substitute Bride: My Perfect CEO Husband
William did not expect that the one thing he would not have on his wedding day was his own bride. The woman he had loved for ten years was missing on their wedding day. Amelia, the adopted daughter, married him as a substitute to spare the awkwardness between the two families. What he didn’t know was that the one did care about and love him for years was her, not her sister. However, misunderstanding still filled their marriage. Not until he learned the truth did he realize the only he truly loved./0/82288/coverorgin.jpg?v=5a602f419f23a1e32bc21fa5c5d07bb4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Second Chance, A True Love's Kiss
The Montauk Highway rain slammed against our windshield, just like my stomach cramped with familiar, sharp pain. Marcus drove, his knuckles white, until his phone flashed 'Izzy.' My husband, always her loyal puppy, was gone in a flash. "Ellie, call an Uber. Izzy needs me," he' d declared, abandoning me sick and alone on that dark road. It was the ninth time Marcus chose his ex-girlfriend over me, his wife. The 'ninth goodbye' in a cruel bet Izzy orchestrated years ago: "Nine times, Ellie. Nine. Then you walk away." Each incident a deeper cut: my anniversary dinner, my emergency surgery, my grandmother' s memorial. I was just his convenient rebound, his 'consolation prize,' a pawn in their twisted game. Days later, after an elevator accident left me shattered and hospitalized, Marcus cradled Izzy, his terror only for her. I finally saw it with chilling clarity: he never truly loved me. My marriage was a meticulously crafted lie, orchestrated by Izzy from college. My love for him, that foolish, stubborn hope, was finally drained, leaving only an aching void. But the game was over. I had already signed the divorce papers he carelessly overlooked, ready for my freedom. When Izzy later set a vicious trap to publicly shame me, accusing me of assault, a mysterious stranger stepped in, changing everything. This was the end of a nightmare, and the beginning of my true life./0/81193/coverorgin.jpg?v=3956a9d78cf19dff46dc64d5ca231e01&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE BILLIONAIRE'S PRIVATE NURSE
Gabriella Calos has spent years guiding others through death, while quietly drowning in her own guilt. After losing the man she loved in a hospital bed she couldn't save, she turned to pills for silence and vanished from everything she once was. Now back in her hometown, ready to leave nursing behind, she's pulled into an emergency that changes everything-and into the path of Isaac Langton. Billionaire. Media mogul. Owner of half the city's news stations and newspapers. He's powerful, untouchable, and recovering from wounds no headline ever printed. When Isaac offers Gabriella a position as his private nurse at his secluded estate, she steps into a world far colder than the hospital-one filled with secrets, an unsettling wife, and a daughter who sees too much. As Gabriella and Isaac grow closer, so do the ghosts of their pasts-and the tension between them begins to burn./0/25345/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260518174614&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Fasade of the heart
She loathed him, could not even bear to stand near him, let alone sit next to him and shoot wildly out of the helicopter with drug darts. Janice Davis knows of Jeremy Da Camara's feet of clay. As a child, he was her best friend, her hero, until he started dating Lynette ... and refused to take responsibility for their child. She knows he grabs uninvolved at women like pieces of driftwood passing by, and releases them just as quickly. She will not let herself be dragged along. But on the night of the tantalizing red dress, she plays recklessly along, with consequences that even she could not foresee./1/104815/coverorgin.jpg?v=d26f193cfa483a0192552d7e31834d09&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE SECRETARY WHO SIGNED MY DEATH WARRANT
Ava Sinclair thought she was just signing papers as a secretary, She never imagined one innocent mistake could put a mafia heir's life and her own on the line. Lucien Moretti is ruthless, powerful, and dangerously unpredictable. When Ava unknowingly signs a contract that marks him for assassination, their worlds collide in a storm of betrayal, secrets, and deadly attraction. Forced together by danger, trust becomes a luxury neither can afford. As enemies close in and past wounds threaten to tear them apart, Ava and Lucien must decide: surrender to the risks of love or survive alone in a world built on power and blood. In a city ruled by danger, will their passion survive, or will one mistake cost them everything?/0/82601/coverorgin.jpg?v=ed3a676e010585d00652bf9ff0870184&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By The Fiance: The Unsinkable Heiress
My first life ended in the icy, unforgiving grasp of the Hudson River. The memory of the dark water choking me, burning my lungs, was as real as the silk sheets I lay on now. Ethan' s voice, a blade to my soul, still pierced me: "You deserve it, Ava, for stealing Chloe' s life." Noah, the kind cousin who, despite his weak heart, desperately tried to save me, struggled and disappeared beneath the waves alongside me. Then, miraculously, I gasped awake in my opulent SoHo bedroom, sunlight warming my face, a stark contrast to the cold dread that now gripped me. My phone buzzed with a reminder: "Lunch with Ethan, 1PM." Panic surged – it was today. The very day Chloe Jenkins, a deluded scholarship student, had convinced my fiancé, Ethan, that she was the real Miller heiress, leading him to betray me. The brutal memories weren' t a dream; they were a chilling premonition, every detail of my impending kidnapping and murder replaying in vivid terror. How could the man I was to marry so easily believe such an insane lie, so readily trade me for a perceived better option? His betrayal had been a fresh wound even in my last moments, and now it was a ghost haunting my every breath. Ava Miller, the Miller heiress, was alive, but the exact script of my agonizing death was already written, the cruel actors in place, their roles meticulously cast. I remembered Chloe' s smug face at the desolate pier, just before she snatched my phone, relishing the thought of me begging for my life. But this time, I wouldn' t repeat the past. I wouldn't call Ethan. My trembling fingers scrolled past his name, reaching instead for Jackson, my fiercely protective brother and the CEO of the Miller empire. Then, a cryptic text to Noah Williams, the gentle soul who died trying to save me. This time, I would rewrite the ending./0/85104/coverorgin.jpg?v=5d7ea78e64abe34132fcb837a326e4f8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Turned to Ash
I stared at the divorce papers, a symbol of freedom after years trapped in Mark Davis's gilded cage, where my art and my soul withered. But just as I dared to breathe, Mark' s self-serving facade shattered completely. His icy disregard for my well-being climaxed when, after a public humiliation at a gala engineered by his mistress, I collapsed at home, suffering a miscarriagewhile he watched, more concerned with his wounded pride and her presence. And then, in the sterile hospital hallway, he twisted the knife deeper, telling her – and anyone who would listen – that I had faked my entire pregnancy for attention. There was no turning back; I would never again be the woman who stood silently in his shadow. I walked away, not just from him, but towards reclaiming the artist I was always meant to be./0/90110/coverorgin.jpg?v=e21468a20713f134afd37e92078de0f5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Broke up with My Boyfriend Before I Died
I chased after Jake Burton for eight years, only to break up with him when I saw he had saved his ex-girlfriend's contact as "Baby." Her name was Janet Flynn. "Just because I forgot to change the contact name?" I stared at Jake's mocking smile and nodded. His friends said I was narrow-minded and overreacted, but I just kept my gaze on Jake without saying a word. Jake's dark eyes seemed to be covered with frost. After a moment, he simply sneered, "Fine. Let's break up. Just don't come back to me and cry to plead with me to get back together." Everyone in the room erupted in laughter. I pushed open the door, clutched the pathology report in my coat pocket, and walked into the night. I had wanted to weave a beautiful dream for the last moments of my life. But I shouldn't force love. It was even more bitter than the medicine I took./0/86512/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106211610&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Devotion To Despair: His Regret
My mother' s dying wish was for me, Sarah Miller, to marry Ethan Hayes. But every time we tried, his housekeeper' s daughter, Jessica Stone, found a way to stop it. Then, after Jessica was involved in a car accident, Ethan manipulated me into taking the blame, promising to marry me once I was released. I served three years in prison for a crime I didn' t commit, holding onto his promise like a prayer. But when I got out, everything shattered. Ethan was marrying Jessica, and my mother was dead. At the hospital, I overheard Jessica gloat, revealing she had deliberately cut off my mother' s medical payments, leading to her death. Blinded by rage, I confronted Jessica, only to be violently pushed down a flight of stairs by Ethan himself. He cradled Jessica, treating me like trash, and coldly declared he truly wanted to marry her. Heartbroken, I ended our engagement on the spot. Later, I arrived at their wedding, carrying my mother' s urn. Jessica' s mother, in a fit of rage, snatched the urn and brutally shattered it, stomping on my mother' s ashes while security guards physically assaulted me. Ethan arrived, but instead of helping, he accused me of ruining his wedding. Then, a phone call revealed the truth: my mother had died because her medical payments were cut off. I screamed at Ethan, exposing Jessica' s evil, leaving him at his chaotic wedding. Ethan, once the man I adored, now stood exposed as a heartless stranger. His blindness and betrayal fueled a fire within me. I vowed to uncover every lie, every hidden cruelty, and make them pay for destroying my life and my mother' s memory./1/115140/coverorgin.jpg?v=71f0c4ad0e6d100d8d5a9c3c34778837&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Cold Superstar Demands A Second Chance
Avery had spent the last decade building her career from nothing to become a top-tier television host. But overnight, a fabricated lie turned her entire life to ash. A drunken celebrity she barely knew publicly claimed his devotion to her, while his girlfriend posted fake screenshots framing Avery as a homewrecker. The backlash was immediate and ruthless. The network handed her an indefinite suspension. Luxury brands terminated her endorsement deals, leaving her facing millions of dollars in penalty claims. Paparazzi swarmed her building, and angry fans screamed insults at her car. Facing absolute bankruptcy, her manager offered one suicide mission out: join a trashy celebrity dating reality show where the very girl who framed her was starring as the fragile victim. Avery was suffocating under the humiliation of being ruined for a crime she didn't commit. But the final twist of the knife came when Graham, her ex-boyfriend and now a global pop superstar, unexpectedly returned to the network. On live television, he announced to the world that he was back for his "first love"—an outsider with a pure soul. Avery's heart flatlined, knowing he couldn't possibly mean the scandalous, ruined woman she had become. The vulnerability vanished from her eyes, replaced by a cold, hard sheet of ice. She turned her back on the blinding stage lights and texted her manager. "Get the contract ready. I'm signing it today." She was walking into a coliseum, but this time, she would be the one holding the knife./0/56789/coverorgin.jpg?v=7a6081b0472f602744d1460df456c2de&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Falling for the Ruthless Bad Boy
Alyssa is book smart and clueless when it comes to things in the outside world. All she cares about are her grades and why should she bother about anything else when she's got the football team's handsome quarter back as her boyfriend, right? But Alyssa's fantasy comes crashing down when she finds out, Bennet, her boyfriend is cheating on her with the last person she expected. Alyssa feels even more stupid when she finds out literally everyone in the school knows about it, except her and her frustration and heartbreak knows no bounds, until Cameron comes along. Cameron has never had a reason to like Alyssa, and the fact that she was his step brothers girlfriend didn't even cut it. So when Cameron approaches her to fake date to make his step brother realize his mistake and also see what he's missing out on, Alyssa is skeptical about the whole deal. She takes it, on one condition, no matter what happens, they're not allowed to fall for each other. But what happens when they begin to spend time with each other and Alyssa begins to realize there's more to the mysterious and broody social outcast that Cameron is? Will she go back on her rule? or will she be the first to throw caution into the wind?/1/117643/coverorgin.jpg?v=da723588927b8f40171c43002c4d61a6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorcing The Billionaire: My Spectacular Comeback
I thought my cold marriage to billionaire Ernst Winters was finally thawing after a night of unexpected intimacy. But the next morning, he threw a check in my face, accusing me of drugging his water just to get pregnant. Desperate to prove my innocence, I confronted my adoptive mother, who had been in our room that night. Instead of defending me, she fell to her knees in front of Ernst, crying fake tears. "She did this once before, you know, just to get you to marry her. We can't let Haley stand in the way of your happiness with Keely any longer." Ernst looked at me like I was a monster. I was chased out into the rain, hit by his car, and left to rot in a hospital bed while they threw a lavish welcome party for my cousin Keely's return. Stripped of my marriage and family, I tried to start over by applying to a prestigious design firm. But the interviewer publicly humiliated me, throwing my portfolio on the floor and calling me a cheap plagiarist. When I looked up the genius new designer I supposedly copied, my blood ran cold. It was Keely. She hadn't just orchestrated the end of my marriage; she had stolen my graduation portfolio and claimed my entire life's work as her own. The grief vanished, replaced by a cold, hard fury. My original, hand-drawn sketches were still locked in a storage box in my adoptive mother's attic. It was time to go back and burn their perfect little world to the ground./0/18462/coverorgin.jpg?v=f1c4b63781bab788f45487e4bdcdd6c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bossy Intruder
With her apartment devastated by fire, Alondra’s boss asked her to stay at her vacant condo. It has been vacant for a year and was afraid lost spirits would find its way there. One time, she heard someone taking a shower and the voice of a man in the other room. Bringing her antique cross, she went to the other room to offer a prayer to the lost soul. While kneeling in front of the door of the bathroom, the door opened and a man with the face of a demigod and a perfect physique stood in front of her. His body was covered by nothing but a piece of towel. Only, it was not a ghost but the real owner of the condo and her new boss./0/23468/coverorgin.jpg?v=658e7e6e729c7b557ed0e51f5eec287a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Young Marriage Deal
Ashi was just like a ordinary girl, and then one day was forced to marry a guy she never met before. Then Ashi get divorce as he didn't want to live with Ashi. Then Ashi comes to Mumbai and start a new life and there she got the job of care taker for a person. Ashi feels happy to work but the person was an arrogant but attractive young guy. The handsome guy was a rich person and was owner of Talwar builders industries and has many Resorts in different countries. He was tall, handsome and his height was 6'2 inches and nice figure was sexy like flimy hero, having six pack abs. The guy name was Rehan Talwar. Rehan then feels a love connection with Ashi and find out her problem as he feels she belongs to a good and rich family but after divorce she choose a life of ordinary girl. Rehan's family like Ashi and her work then finds Rehan is get recover but Rehan was confused with his feelings for Ashi? But Ashi was unaware and she lost the hope to live a life with joy and will Rehan make her life joyful and how will be the outcome be good or not. What will happen between them?/0/84322/coverorgin.jpg?v=0463a26507112321e58d224a9dd6d9b8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Forgotten Heiress: A Decade Erased
I woke up to the smell of expensive cologne and the familiar weight of a man's arm, smiling. For a second, I thought it was my Ethan, the passionate law student I loved. But the man beside me was a stranger-harder, older, and radiating a cold fury. "What now, Stella?" he spat, his eyes sharp and unforgiving. "What kind of game are you playing today?" He called me thirty, not twenty, a number that hit me like a physical blow. My reflection confirmed his cruel words: a pale, exhausted woman stared back, devoid of the vibrant spark I knew. Then, a small boy with Ethan' s eyes walked in, calling him "Dad." My stepsister, Jennifer, served them breakfast, acting like she owned the place. "Mom," the boy said, his voice flat with disdain, pointing to the furthest chair. "Dad said you're supposed to sit at the other end of the table." Mom? This cold, distant child was my son. My world fractured. I was lost and utterly alone in a life I didn't recognize, haunted by a terrifying question: what nightmare had I woken up to, and why had everyone turned against me? I had to find my Ethan, the real Ethan, and escape this twisted reality./0/86825/coverorgin.jpg?v=97546b1d5b54f7c7aac93e20c36687b9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Betrayal, Her Unstoppable Rise
I was gone for two years. When I returned, my world had moved on without me. It felt more like a funeral than a welcome-home party, with my fiancé, Liam, walking in with another woman, Ava, on his arm. She was a cheap copy of me, and everyone, including my own brother, Mark, seemed to adore her. I pretended to ignore them for ten minutes, then confronted Ava. "Tell me, did you run out of your own face, so you decided to borrow mine?" She then staged a fall, splashing wine on a senator, and screamed, "Elara, why would you push me?" Liam grabbed my arm, furious. "You're a monster! Apologize to her! Apologize to everyone!" Mark, my brother, rushed over, yelling, "What the hell is your problem?" I watched as Liam and Ava continued their performance, framing me as the villain. I didn't flinch. I just slapped Liam across the face, the sound like a gunshot. "Don't ever touch me again." I then announced, "Our engagement is over. The Vance family does not associate with fools." They thought I was having a breakdown, but I had a plan. I pulled out my phone and played a video of Ava deliberately tripping herself. "The internet is going to love this." And as for everyone else, "I have two years of receipts on every single person in this room who smiled in my face and then stabbed me in the back. Cross me again, and I will burn your entire world to the ground."/0/94334/coverorgin.jpg?v=c9431d26b528e36d84cc962725a46830&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Woke Up To My Husband's Betrayal
I gave my husband my kidney and woke up from a year-long coma. My first sight wasn't his loving face, but him cheating with my sister in my hospital room. Fueled by rage, I went to file for divorce, only to be told our marriage had been annulled ten months ago. He had already married her. While I lay helpless, they erased me from my own life. Now, his powerful father has a new plan for me: a forced marriage to another wealthy heir who is also in a coma./0/22373/coverorgin.jpg?v=b2c4695cfaca1f68436f9e2bae289a17&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Courting Trouble
A painful past, an insolent ex, a friend that betrayed her and the unknown nemesis. Shunned and abandoned, Malisha's last chance at redemption is threatened by yet another scandal. When someone conspires to ruin her life, she finds herself back in the same pit that she had dug herself from. Her mind is now at the edge of sanity and those that should have understood her, are now fighting her. With nowhere else to turn, redemption comes from the most unexpected of places and from the man that she had vowed to never acknowledge./0/32385/coverorgin.jpg?v=a7a63a85b61486e3bd6b40d78a6fb531&imageMogr2/format/webp)
