Romance Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Married To My Toxic Ex-Boyfriend's Brother
Eleanore thought her fiancé, Johan, was her only salvation after her family went bankrupt. But at a high-society gala, he handed her a drugged glass of water. As the unnatural heat burned through her veins, the horrific truth hit her. Johan had isolated her and controlled her finances, all while secretly getting engaged to a wealthy heiress. He drugged Eleanore to ruin her completely, planning to lock her away as his helpless, secret mistress. Desperate and losing her mind to the drug, Eleanore fled down the hallway. With Johan and his bodyguards hunting her, she stumbled into the dark presidential suite. But she wasn't alone. Sitting on the leather sofa was Alexander Briggs-the most feared corporate raider on Wall Street, and Johan's exiled brother. Outside the door, Johan was screaming, ready to drag her back to hell. "I can be your antidote. But it's going to cost you." The ruthless billionaire looked at her trembling body with cold calculation. He offered her a staggering deal: a three-month fake marriage to destroy Johan's empire, and in return, absolute protection and her father's massive debts paid in full. She couldn't understand why the most powerful predator in New York would use a ruined girl as his weapon, but she knew she would rather die than let Johan touch her again. When Johan finally broke down the door to claim his prey, Alexander calmly pulled Eleanore into his arms. "Watch your mouth. You are speaking to my future wife."/0/19673/coverorgin.jpg?v=cd18189cc42de82a079270e6b16d8bad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Night with Mr CEO
Sypnosis. Childhood Friends always have a special place in our hearts. It may get reignited as teenagers or in adulthood, Their paths changes as they grow up, but their promises were sometimes give them hope, Fifteen years ago,"There once was a boy named Alex ,He has a childhood friend named Lily whom he adores so much and at a young age he felt being in love and started making promises to the girl he loved.Alexandrian Romano, a successful businessman the sole heir and CEO of Romano group of company, Lily Dela Cruz,married and bears a lovely daughter. Seems like Fate will never stop until they met again to fulfil their promises But in this situation how can the two accept and face the realities of their present. Will there be a way for them to reunite in the future?/0/61911/coverorgin.jpg?v=b7b1a23f35693c30443a1feb8ae39b6f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No Strings Attached
'Oh God pretty please! This looks too good to be true.' Mia thought as she pushed her lips forward with her eyes closed to be kissed. Rey's breath got labored, he had to fight against getting a hard-on just looking at her this way. 'What is she doing to me?' He saw the way her eyes closed in earnest, trying to get a kiss from him. He almost gave in but held himself back at the last minute, what was wrong with him!? This is against the contract; she said it herself, 'no strings attached.' This, this whole thing was breaching the contract. "What do you think you are doing?" Rey chuckled loudly making Mia's eyes open abruptly. "What." She looked at his mocking gaze and felt the air being squeezed out of her lungs. "Do you have what it takes to kiss me?" The question rang over and again in her head, and her eyes blurred with tears. Looking down to avoid him seeing her hurt which he already noticed by the way, she shook her head in response. "You must be delusional." Rey avoided looking at Mia after seeing the initial hurt in her eyes. He knew his words were hurtful, but he had to say them to cut any unnecessary bond between them; this was purely a business transaction and nothing else. 'Delusional' repeated itself in Mia's head and whatever romantic thought she had about him died instantly. "What was it you wanted to do? Kiss me even when I pay you. ****** Mia who had sat down on the pile of her clothes with her now dried body, looked about distraught. "I shouldn't have allowed him anywhere close to me." Her eyes were reddened, and her lips pouted as she was about to cry. In such an intense moment, she forgot there were to be no strings attached, and everything was to be transactional. Holding onto the pain and embarrassment of the night, she vowed never to allow herself to fall too cheap for his deliberate deception. ******* "Reynaldo Davies, the first and only son of The Davies, finds himself in a constricted situation of choosing a wife, a command made clear by his Father, Mr Davies, on turning sixty, otherwise, young Davies would forfeit his inheritance to his younger sister. He makes a business proposal with Mia, his cook, who has no expectation of any kind, coming from the fling Reynaldo. In desperation, she agrees but only on the condition that certain lines are drawn and rules are kept. All is fair and clear until Celine, Reynaldo's high school friend, comes into the picture. His mother had arranged an engagement for them against Reynaldo's persistence in dating his cook, "acting as his girlfriend". Would this act bloom into something beautiful? What would be the fate of Mia? Would Celine succeed in her quest for love? Will he gain his inheritance?/0/83030/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106201552&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Stolen Love, Stolen Identity
Sarah Miller and Ethan Vanderbilt were a unit, nearly a decade strong, their love a rebellion against his old-money East Coast family, especially his disapproving mother. Then, a devastating crash left Ethan with amnesia, his life clinging by a thread, desperately needing a rare bone marrow transplant – a perfect match Sarah bravely provided. But when she awoke, weak yet hopeful, she found Ethan by the side of Ashley Davenport, a 'friend' always coveting him, who now claimed she was his fiancée and his savior. Ethan, his eyes empty of recognition, looked right through Sarah as his mother, Eleanor, coldly dismissed her as an 'unstable fan,' allowing her to stay only as a tormented household servant. Every day, Sarah endured Ashley' s taunts, Tiffany' s cruelty, and Ethan' s chilling indifference, watching her life, her love, erased before her eyes. The man who once whispered 'You're my angel' now lashed out with contempt, accusing her of theft, of trying to harm the woman who stole her place. The systematic destruction of their shared memories, coupled with Ethan' s utter lack of recall, fueled an agonizing despair: how could he forget their entire life, his love for her, the sacrifice she made? Finally, unjustly accused of theft and violent outbursts by the deceptive duo, Sarah was brutally cast out of the mansion, broken and alone, with nowhere left to turn. Yet, just when all hope seemed lost, a quiet act of kindness from an unexpected source offered a glimmer of light and a chance at a new beginning, far from the Vanderbilt' s cruel facade./0/64414/coverorgin.jpg?v=22532312abb581bb0af87ccc4a8b6038&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loveless Bond
Lyra Flynn, a young lady in her early twenties, had a contracted marriage to marry the son of a popular loan shark called Rowan Darko in order to pay the debt of her father. She was given a year ultimatum to make the reckless and purposeless man fall in love with her, the only miracle she could perform to prevent her younger brother from being sold in exchange for their father's debt. Rowan Darko, a vibrant and cruel son of a loan shark, who treads on anyone that comes his way. He's bent on frustrating Lyra's life so she would leave him to continue living his reckless life. It all changed when Lyra met her old friend from the past who was willing to pay off her father's debt and set up a promising future for her. What happens when Lyra requests it after she meets with her old friend? Will Rowan let go of Lyra whom he has no feelings whatsoever for? Or would he lay claims to her as his own with their marriage as legal ground?/0/88036/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106213313&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ninety-Nine Chances Gone
For three years, I was James Cole's wife, a title he forced on me. But his relentless, obsessive love started to win me over. I was even pregnant with our child, finally daring to hope for a future together. But the day I got the positive pregnancy test, the man who had been obsessed with me was gone. He began publicly chasing a young intern, Janay Rodgers, showering her with the same grand romantic gestures he once used to win my heart. To win her over, he leaked a twisted story about my mother abandoning me, turning the public against me. He accused me of poisoning Janay and sided with his father to force me into a risky paternity test that threatened our baby's life. He orchestrated a live TV interview where my own mother was paid to call me a gold-digger, all to make Janay look like a triumphant hero. When I collapsed in pain on stage from the shock, he ignored my pleas for help. He was too busy comforting Janay, who had a "broken wrist." I lost our child that day. Lying alone in the hospital, I heard his father demand he divorce me. His brother brought me the papers. I signed them without a second thought. I didn't want his money or his apologies. I just wanted to disappear from his life forever./1/109155/coverorgin.jpg?v=db9fd7f035ab2ec79c90833e7495ef77&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Wife He Buried Alive
The night Sophia Reid's car exploded, her husband did not rush to the hospital. Because he believed she betrayed him. Five years later, she walks back into his life as a powerful investor with a different name... and the same face. She remembers the fire. She remembers his silence. What she does not know is this: He was meant to die next. Now someone inside the Reid family wants them both buried. And if they don't stop fighting each other... they will finish what the explosion started./0/18578/coverorgin.jpg?v=4d31f2ad6bd29fcd3bfbddaefc0de7de&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Destined Love
***Poster image is not mine...Its credit goes to the owner*** She was an orphan and she had only her brother who took care of her. She was betrayed by the love of her life, her virginity was sold, she was raped, broken and she left the city to never come back, but destiny had different plans for her. He was a billionaire; name any business where his company was not on top. Well, known playboy, girls were like clothes for him but an incident changed his life. “What have I done to offend? Why are you doing this to me?” she said shivering and crying He smirked walked closer to her face to face with devilish aura and said “you make my mind go crazy, I am crazy about you, and you belong to me only me, only I can see you feel you touch you, and don’t ever think you can escape from me”/0/60816/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240830193554&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Succubus And Her Hunter
Do succubus exist? Psalm had only one goal in life which was breaking his family's curse that had been passed down from generations. He never wanted this life but the life found him, he always wanted to live peacefully with the lady of his dreams and raise cute, troublesome kids but sometimes reality gives you a life different from what you wanted. And it didn't stop him from having the life he desired and he was willing to go all the way to have it. All he needed to do was to find the descendant of Ophis and Kill her, it was the only option before his time on earth was up. Life always has ways of getting in the way of your plans, by giving you what you love and desire as what you despise. Now Psalm just had to choose between Love And Death "I'm falling for you Miss sanchez" his deep voice were melody in my ears, and they gave me butterflies. This was a strange feeling, it scared me and also excited me. My urges came again and I whispered something into his ears which made him laughed./0/84438/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106204648&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./0/86941/coverorgin.jpg?v=d60859033bf1dbee648f3b05519a9668&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Lie Sung: His Deception, Her Amnesia
The world believes Liam Carter wrote the greatest love song of the decade for the woman on stage. He didn't. He wrote it about me. And now, Olivia, the woman singing it, my Olivia, is engaged to him, just three years after doctors gave me my diagnosis and she vanished. I' m here, in a stadium seat, my final breath getting closer, watching her. She' s polished, famous, beautiful. But her voice, the one that once sang me to sleep, now sings a song about my death, written by another man. Liam Carter, handsome and confident, proposes. Olivia cries happy tears, says yes. The stadium erupts, celebrating a love found, a perfect happy ending. Everyone is part of this moment. Everyone except me. I am the forgotten footnote in a story that used to be mine. The pain in my chest is no longer an ache; it' s a sharp blade. It' s not just the cancer. It' s the sight of her, so happy, in a life I have no part in, a life built on the ashes of ours. Then, blood. A hot, wet cough, and blood on my hand. I have to get out. My body is failing, but a new truth begins to emerge. It was all a lie. She didn' t just leave me. She was taken./0/38602/coverorgin.jpg?v=20230809212457&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Once Bitten Twice Shy
What was that dripping sound? It sounded like an echo, a noise from far away repeating itself in an effort to wake her up. What had happened? Her eyes pulled open but she wasn't able to see much, her vision was foggy and her mind was blur. The car door fell open and she found herself struggling to crawl out, unsure of what was happening but all she knew was that she had to crawl and so she did. She kept crawling. Her head pounded, eating at her strength as she pulled herself through the rough ground. As dizzy as she was, she could only recognise a few things; the horrible smell of smoke and the dark small cave sitting in the hills not very far from her. Her groan was loud and painful. There was a sting in the lower part of her body that she couldn't assimilate at that moment and so she continued to crawl. When she was finally in the cave, her hands began to wobble. They had taken her to the destination and couldn't do anything more. She begged them to let her go deeper into the cave but they were bent on their stance. And so she gave in. After one last effort to remember what had happened or even who she was, Tiffany's head fell on the hard stony ground of the cave. The vertigo in her head had stopped and the stinging pain in her legs was no longer. She laid in her faint. An arm supporting her small head and her legs shut tight. She laid unconscious and heavily asleep in the icy winter cold./0/19986/coverorgin.jpg?v=20210320112952&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scarcely Bemused
Kane has a personal dilemma she's bargaining with, and as soon as she opened the door for a man, she has to face her nightmares once again. On the 15th of March, 2019, a realistic woman, a kindergarten teacher at the district of Eli Bethsaida with an artistical intuition, quietly spends time with herself and her work, not until a man showed up in front of the doorway of her classroom, saying he's there to confess an urgent matter and an hour after, things become a mess. With a second thought, Kane heard him, but not fully trusted him for he is Hazel Palejaro Marquis, a person who brought deception in the village of Nol Magno, who has set the Lair Hides Low Sanctuary into its downfall. Days and weeks after, she has embarked herself with the others, reconciled with hope, trust, loyalty, and companionship. With them, she has learned the subtler meaning of their language before the eight-year or the previous mark— when they were in the presence of their youth. When they were promised by April 5th a better 2011. When they were scarcely bemused./0/80840/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106194313&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Wife's Secret Son
Ethan Miller, a dedicated architect, sacrificed his dreams for a decade to support his powerful CEO wife, Victoria, believing they shared a deep, quiet bond. He loved her, despite a quiet sorrow about being told they likely couldn't have children. Then, Victoria dropped a bombshell: she'd been drugged in Miami and slept with Liam, her young intern turned personal assistant. Six months later, a shocking hospital visit revealed she was pregnant—with Liam's baby. Instead of choosing Ethan, Victoria ruthlessly prioritized Liam and the child, systematically pushing her husband out of their shared life. He faced public humiliation and false accusations, orchestrated by Liam, isolating Ethan further. After their divorce, Liam's malice peaked with a brutal alley mugging, leaving Ethan beaten and alone, specifically told, "That's from Liam." Just when he thought he'd hit rock bottom, a devastating cancer diagnosis struck, a cruel irony after such profound betrayal. How could a man who gave everything be reduced to this, facing emotional ruin, physical assault, and a life-threatening illness, seemingly at his ex-wife's lover's mercy? From this darkest hour, a surprising ally emerged: Scarlett Dubois, who not only saved him but stood by him through his grueling recovery, hinting at a future he never imagined./1/101959/coverorgin.jpg?v=c467d70dac4144bcefc3e4e149b68172&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Panic Room's Deadly Secret
I was eight months pregnant when my husband drugged me and locked me in our panic room. The contractions started immediately, fierce and too soon. He told me over the intercom that his late partner's widow was also in labor. Her child had to be born first to inherit billions from a tech fund. He ignored my screams, my pleas, the blood soaking through my nightgown. He called me dramatic and manipulative. His sister arrived, not to help, but to inject me with another drug to "keep me quiet." I felt my baby's life fading along with my own. I was left to die, a casualty of my husband's greed. But he made one fatal mistake. He never knew I was Elinor Guzman, the sole heir to the Sterling empire. And now, two years after my supposed death, I'm back to collect the debt he owes-with interest./0/85846/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106211013&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chloe's Web, Liam's Freedom
Today was supposed to be my fourth wedding to Chloe, my fiancée since we were sixteen. I stood at the altar, surrounded by friends and family, the grand church filled with white roses. But instead of Chloe, her maid of honor rushed down the aisle, clutching her phone, her face etched with panic. Then, my phone vibrated. A text from Chloe: "I' m so sorry, Liam. I can' t. Mark needs me. He' s at the hospital. He said he was in a car accident." Not again. Another one of Mark' s car accident lies, the same one he used months ago. Hundreds of eyes fixed on me, a mix of pity and morbid curiosity. This wasn't postponement; it was a public execution. Tears of profound humiliation stung my eyes. My decade of devotion meant nothing; she chose her manipulative assistant over me, again. Then, a new notification. A social media post from Mark. A selfie. Mark, smug and triumphant. And Chloe, asleep on his shoulder, in a hotel room, not a hospital. "Some things are worth fighting for. So happy you' re finally mine," the caption read. Rage, hot and white-hot, surged through me. This was a calculated, public humiliation. They weren't hiding; they were celebrating. Then, a message request from Mark. A picture. Chloe, asleep in the hotel bed. My wedding dress, draped over a chair in the background, a ghostly white sentinel. He had planned this. He was taunting me. Mark answered my call, his voice smooth and arrogant. "We're at the Grand Star Hotel, room 1208. You know, the one right next to the general hospital. It' s so much more comfortable for Chloe to rest here while I recover from my, ah, 'terrible accident' ." He laughed, a smug, ugly sound. He sent another picture: Chloe' s hand, intertwined with his. My great-grandmother' s engagement ring gone, replaced by a simple gold band. "It feels like nothing," I said, my voice devoid of emotion. "You can have her." I hung up. I left it all behind, the house, the memories, the woman. I was free, but I had to fight to stay that way./0/66135/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250113174150&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's eternal blaze
Adele runs away from a life a privilege and entered a new world of mafia, mysteries secret that could be killed for and love. Born a wretched life and adopted into a life of privilege.. Adele Callahan has spent her life under the thumb of a prestigious family that controls her every move. When she escapes an arranged marriage, her only plan is to run as far and as fast as she can-until a fateful encounter changes everything.. Adele seemed to live a nice life but it's all a different story behind the reflection. Forced to marry a rich influential abuser, Adele escapes in a bid to leaves a life that was arranged and all planned out for her when her paths crosses with a man who introduces her to a life she never knew existed. Lucian runs a mafia group but there's more to him than he let out, one of the influential person feared by most. But women are his toys, a new one each day to add to his record of decanhery. Lucian. He's dark, enigmatic, and devastatingly handsome, but beneath his flawless exterior lies a dangerous secret. His piercing eyes see too much, his voice commands obedience, and his presence is like a storm she can't escape. He warns her to leave, but his words come too late-Adele is already entangled in his world. What starts as a chance meeting spirals into a deadly game of survival, as Adele learns the truth about Lucian. Drawn together by fate, their connection defies reason, even as the shadows of Lucian's mafia ties threaten to tear them apart. As passion collides with peril, Adele must decide: will she run from the darkness that surrounds Lucian, or embrace it to uncover the secrets of her own destiny? "In a world of danger, betrayal, and supernatural power, love might be the most dangerous thing of all."/0/31406/coverorgin.jpg?v=c318dfb2252654179b0b5b54d8434c82&imageMogr2/format/webp)
MY SINFUL STEPBROTHER
I left my dad and sis home rushing to visit my fiancé. Even though my dad and sister rejected the idea, I had no option. Its been over two years and I have not spend time with him. It’s the eve of his graduation and I will love to surprise him. I took a flight which lasted for 5hours. From the East Coast to the West, transferred twice, switched subway and then bus to get here on time. Finally I got to my destination I’m in front of his apartment but something unbelievable is ongoing inside his room. My fiancé! Fucking with another lady after putting a ring on my finger as a sign of love? This ring is fake!/1/115882/coverorgin.jpg?v=57764e6dd56efc86bc4d2fec4ed125ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Heiress: Rising From Ashes
Charlene was locked in a Swiss asylum by the wealthy Gay family, force-fed antipsychotics until her hands shook violently. Her adoptive brother, Columbus, dragged her out of the psych ward merely to parade her as a prop for the paparazzi. He had locked her up to get a psychiatric evaluation, ensuring she was declared legally insane and unable to claim her massive trust fund. The moment she returned to the estate, the torment worsened. Her other brother, Antwan, kicked her to the ground and shattered her wrist on the gravel. "You lost your legal rights, you stupid bitch," he sneered, while the staff blindly ignored her agony. Her childhood bedroom was completely gutted and given to a distant cousin. Worse, she discovered Columbus was secretly sleeping with Isabela—the fake heiress who had framed Charlene in the first place. Every trace of her existence in the family was being violently scrubbed away. She had lost her dignity, her health, and the baby the doctors claimed had died in the delivery room. She couldn't understand why the family she loved hated her so viciously, stripping away everything she had. That was until she saw a little boy in the hospital hallway, a perfect, miniature replica of her own face. Clutching the gold-crested cufflink he dropped, she realized the asylum's doctor had stolen him. Her baby was alive. With her heart turned to stone, Charlene made a silent vow to crawl out of hell and burn the Gay family to the ground./0/20299/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250117111405&imageMogr2/format/webp)
