Romance Books for Women
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Hiding The Tycoon's Secret Genius Twins
I worked seventy-hour weeks for my family's company, thinking my stepfamily and fiancé actually cared about me. But at a high-society gala, my stepsister handed me a glass of spiked champagne. Minutes later, I was drugged and fleeing from their hired security. I hid in a dark penthouse suite, only to be brutally pinned to the wall and assaulted by a feverish stranger. When I stumbled home the next morning in my torn dress, my stepfather threw fake photos of me with different men right in my face. "You worthless slut. You're out of the trust and you get nothing." My fiancé looked at me with pure disgust, broke off our engagement, and immediately wrapped his arm around my fake-crying stepsister. They kicked me out into the freezing rain with absolutely nothing. Worse, they deliberately leaked the fake scandal to my grandmother, triggering a fatal heart attack, and forced me to sign away my mother's company right outside the hospital morgue. I lost my family, my wealth, and my dignity all in one night. I couldn't understand how the people I loved and worked so hard for could orchestrate such a meticulous, vicious trap just to erase me completely. Four years later, I stepped out of the airport as a top-tier neurosurgeon, holding the hands of my genius twins. This time, I am taking back everything they stole, and every last one of them will pay./1/105558/coverorgin.jpg?v=8662f5847ea4a25108be248289a510be&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Regret: My Tortured Ex-Wife
My husband stood by the window of his Manhattan office, his silhouette cutting through the storm like a blade. He didn't even look at me as he tossed the divorce papers onto the desk, his voice a cold baritone. "Sign it," Isaiah commanded, "or your brother’s dialysis treatment ends today." He believed the lie that I had pushed his pregnant mistress down a flight of stairs in a jealous rage. To save my dying brother, I signed the confession and accepted the role of a murderer, trading my freedom for a life of disgrace. At the funeral, Isaiah forced me to crawl on my knees through the freezing mud to the grave while a mob of mourners spat on me and cursed my name. When I went to prison, his influence followed me into the showers, where inmates told me the King wanted me to "remember my crime" before they used rusty shears to hack off my finger. Five years later, I was a ghost living in a damp basement with the son Isaiah never knew I had, hiding my mangled hand under a leather glove. When he eventually tracked us down, he didn't show mercy; he tore my son from my arms, calling me an unfit monster and swearing I would rot in a cage. I couldn't understand how the man I once loved could look at my broken body and see only a criminal, never realizing that every scar I carried was a gift from his own hatred. As he walked away with my child, I swallowed a bottle of pills to end the nightmare, leaving Isaiah to rip the glove from my hand and discover the mangled truth just as my eyes finally closed./1/101428/coverorgin.jpg?v=a6edc7fa863c44c8d677b68f6b8753a9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pregnant and Divorced: I Hid His Heir
Vivian clutched her Hermès bag, her doctor's words echoing: "Extremely high-risk pregnancy." She hoped the baby would save her cold marriage, but Julian wasn't in London as his schedule claimed. Instead, a paparazzi photo revealed his early return-with a blonde woman, not his wife, at the private airport exit. The next morning, Julian served divorce papers, callously ending their "duty" marriage for his ex, Serena. A horrifying contract clause gave him the right to terminate her pregnancy or seize their child. Humiliated, demoted, and forced to fake an ulcer, Vivian watched him parade his affair, openly discarding her while celebrating Serena. This was a calculated erasure, not heartbreak. He cared only for his image, confirming he would "handle" the baby himself. A primal rage ignited her. "Just us," she whispered to her stomach, vowing to sign the divorce on her terms, keep her secret safe, and walk away from Sterling Corp for good, ready to protect her child alone./1/120306/coverorgin.jpg?v=455ad3c1ef73a0693829567b74378caa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Substitute Bride: Curing The Dying Billionaire
Alisa Winters stood dripping wet in the grand foyer of her childhood home, greeted only by the sneers of the servants. Her father threw a heavy file onto his desk, coldly ordering her to marry Damien Sterling next week. Damien was a notoriously ruthless billionaire, but he was also a walking corpse, dying of a rare, incurable disease. Her pampered stepsister, Cecelia, had backed out of the arranged marriage, screaming that she refused to be a widow before twenty-five. So, Alisa was dragged in to be the sacrificial lamb. When Alisa refused to be sold off to save their bankrupt company, her father pulled out her late mother's prized jewelry box. He threatened to dump every last memory and letter her mother left behind into the ocean if she didn't sign the contract immediately. Her stepmother and sister watched with malicious glee. "Have fun being a nursemaid to a dying man," Cecelia sneered. They thought she was just a helpless, discarded daughter. They thought they had her completely cornered, using her dead mother's legacy to force her into a miserable life with a doomed man. But they didn't know Alisa was actually "The Surgeon," the most sought-after underground medic in the world. She picked up the pen and signed the marriage contract with a chilling smile. Marrying into the powerful Sterling family wasn't a punishment; it was her perfect cover to investigate her mother's murder. She would cure the dying billionaire, and together, they would tear the Webster family apart./1/120051/coverorgin.jpg?v=4a01712e23ce106edd4c8243dc08490c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Finding My Genius Twins And Vengeful Wife
Five years ago, she gave birth in a pool of blood. Her sister smothered her firstborn to death. The doctors declared her dead. Five years later, she returned to New York's high society as "Spectre", a top-tier designer, and "Nyx", a dark web hacker. By her side stood her gifted young son. Those who harmed her-she ruined their reputations. Those who stole her child, she bankrupted them. Those who murdered her mother, she drove them to madness and prison. She thought her revenge was complete, that she had no more weaknesses. Then a man of unrivaled power showed up at her door. He was her enemy's fiancé-, and the biggest variable in her carefully laid plans. She turned him down cold. "I'm not interested in my enemy's man." But the man produced a little boy from behind him. A child with aloof, brooding features, silent and sullen. Yet identical to her own son. "Would you mind a reunion," he asked, "with your other son, who's been missing for five years?"/0/26220/coverorgin.jpg?v=34f1937417d81ee04f94c915de4913d6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Divorced Barren Mother Gives Birth To Six Babies
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them./1/119440/coverorgin.jpg?v=07cab37607af86c87da1db83dc992044&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mute Wife's Silent Escape
Aurora stood in the freezing New York wind, clutching a late-stage liver cancer diagnosis in her trembling hands. She had rushed to her son's school seeking comfort, only to find her husband, Julian, and his adopted sister, Seraphina, playing the roles of the perfect parents. Seraphina had even signed the school register as the "Mother." When Aurora appeared, Julian looked at her with cold disgust. "Don't show up today, Aurora. It will just embarrass Leo." Her own son, the boy she had carried for nine months, shoved her hard against a table. "All my friends have normal moms! You're a mute! I hate you! I wish Dad would marry Aunt Seraphina!" Instead of stopping him, Julian coldly told her to face reality, while the family patriarch called to threaten her with immediate replacement if she dared to be jealous. Six years of silent devotion and swallowing her trauma for this family meant absolutely nothing. In their eyes, she was just a defective stain on their perfect, wealthy lives, easily discarded and already replaced. She didn't shed another tear. She took off her diamond wedding ring, cut off the long hair Julian loved, and left the luxury penthouse with nothing but her old sketchbooks. When Julian arrogantly transferred four million dollars to buy her submission, she ignored it, picked up her drawing pencil, and prepared to spend her final days living entirely for herself./0/18613/coverorgin.jpg?v=2022f21289e8d161d7f93d44c8fd65fa&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Deep Affection: Honey, Come Back To Me
Two years ago, Nina married a man she had never met. She didn't know his name or his age; she knew nothing about this person she was married to. Their marriage was nothing more than a contract with conditions, and one of the clauses was that she should not sleep with another man. Yet, Nina lost her virginity to a stranger when she knocked at the wrong door one night. With the compensation she had to pay weighing her down, she decided to draw up a divorce agreement on her own. When she finally met her husband to hand over the papers, she was shocked to find that her husband was none other than the man she had “cheated” on him with!/0/44161/coverorgin.jpg?v=8b74825513b2dd91a1cf1ece15fa3909&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Accidentally Married
She was Dumped. He needed a bride. Jessica was to be married to her high school sweetheart and heartthrob Burke They decided to only go to the courthouse and do something small. Jessica gets dumped on her wedding day as Burke confesses to cheating on her. She is devastated. On the other hand, Xavier is the only grandson of the famous billionaire grandmaster. His grandfather who had been raising him since his parents died while he was still at a tender age is now nearing death. The grandfather wants his grandson to be married before he transfers ownership of the company to him. He doesn't care who the grandson marries he just wants him to settle down. Xavier had contracted a wife to get married to him. The strange girl who he had never seen before doesn't show up on the day of the wedding. Coincidentally, Jessica and Xavier happen to be together in the same courthouse at the same time. While Jessica overhears the conversation with Xavier over the phone she goes to propose marriage to him and then gets married to him. She was usually careful and overthought everything. She decided to do something spontaneous for the first time and it landed her into a marriage. She was going to get married either way. What happens when two people begin to spend time together? Read on to find out the thrilling love story between Jessica and Xavier/1/102857/coverorgin.jpg?v=5276123ce725745b44ab39f7aa4668f4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
After My Husband Cheated, I Married His Greatest Rival
The rain assaulted the glass, mirroring the storm inside me. For three years, I, Vivian Sterling, played the perfect wife to Julian Kensington, draining my life. The antique clock ticked, a reminder of time lost. Then, I found it: a blonde hair on Julian's suit, reeking of Midnight Rose, and a text, ""Candy: You left your cufflinks on my nightstand. I'm already missing you."" My world shattered, revealing his betrayal. This was just the beginning. I exposed Julian's fraud and his family's violent plots, surviving assassination. But their malice stole my past. Then Alexander Vance, my protector, uncovered a terrifying truth: my birth mother was alive, held captive by a shadowy order. My life was a lie, built to shield me from my dangerous bloodline. I found strength and love with Alexander, the man who walked into fire for me. Yet, as I prepared to rescue my mother, a new life stirred within me, a secret threatening to complicate the impending war./1/119425/coverorgin.jpg?v=4feb16ca2b9888f500d2578ff6050df5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Vengeful Billionaire's Unwanted Innocent Bride
Aria was supposed to marry billionaire Damon Sinclair in what should have been a dream wedding. But right before the ceremony, a viral post accused her of murdering her sister—his former fiancée—just to snag him. Damon turned the wedding into a public execution. Instead of vows, he announced her life sentence in front of New York's elite. He violently jammed her dead sister's too-small ring onto her finger, cutting her skin, while the guests threw drinks and curses at her. Her own stepmother disowned her on the church steps. Damon then banished her to a freezing, ruined boathouse on his estate. When her hand was deeply slashed, he ordered his staff to deny her medical care. As she burned with a deadly fever, he dragged her back to her abusive family and watched coldly as they locked her in a pitch-black room to rot. Aria didn't understand why the man she loved wouldn't even listen to a single word of her defense. She had never hurt her sister, yet he treated her worse than a stray dog, letting the whole world tear her apart for a crime she didn't commit. When a childhood friend finally broke down the door to save her, Damon suddenly stepped forward to block him, claiming she was his wife. But looking at his conflicted face, Aria's heart was already dead. "Don't touch me. You disgust me."/1/118657/coverorgin.jpg?v=de232a1e6e6b96a54eca6bbf54484b78&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Claimed By My Ex-Fiancé's Alpha Uncle
On the eve of my grand wedding, I was supposed to marry Clemont, the man I thought would help protect my family's legacy. But minutes before walking down the aisle, an anonymous text led me to a guest room. Pushing the door open, I saw my fiancé tangled in the sheets with my stepsister, Kaylen. Through the crack in the door, I didn't just witness their betrayal; I heard their entire vicious plot. "After we're married, the trust is as good as mine. I'll liquidate the assets and leave her with nothing." Clemont laughed, promising to throw me out on the street the moment he got control of my mother's company. They thought I was just a weak, wolfless bride they could easily crush. My heart shattered, but the grief was quickly swallowed by a burning rage. My father was in a coma, and I had agreed to this marriage to save our estate. How could they be so cruel as to steal everything my family built and leave me for dead? I didn't scream or cry. Instead, I pulled out my phone and recorded every disgusting word. When the priest asked if I took this man to be my husband, I looked at the crowd, played the video on the cathedral's massive screen, and walked right into the arms of the one man Clemont feared most—his uncle, the ruthless Alpha of the Blackstone Pack./1/108886/coverorgin.jpg?v=63a7ef366409b70fe4491825b5e78cd4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden Fantasies: A Steamy Erotica Collection
!!WARNING!! This series will wreck your panties and your soul; no safe words, no apologies. Expect a possessed woman being exorcised: spiritually and physically by the priest's dick to a high school famous ball player, ramming his hard c*ck into his best friend's mother's soaked c^nt to lesbians cheating on one another for the same throbbing, cum-slicked monster cock and many more. This collection would be filled with some of the craziest affairs known to be taboos to healthy people but a normal way of life to sex starved CEO's, doctors, divorced women and others. If "please, Daddy, harder" makes you clutch your pearls... slam this shut and run. But if the idea of being taken, marked, and filled until you can't think straight has you throbbing already...flip the page, slut. You've been warned. Grab your sex toys ladies Cause author Xena is coming with the heat. kisses./1/115411/coverorgin.jpg?v=a9356aa7776199a99f2381bc13bc80a2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tarnished Tyrant - A Mafia Romance
I got pregnant from a one-night-stand. I wasn't going to tell the father... Until I walked into the office and found out he's my new boss. Here's some advice: Don't sleep with your boss. Here's some more: Don't sleep with your married boss. And while I'm at it: Don't sleep with your married, dangerous, billionaire, completely-incapable-of-feeling boss, because all he's going to do is break your heart and your body and leave you to cry in the ashes. But I've never been good at taking my own advice. In my defense, I didn't know that Nikolai Zhukova was any of those things when we met. I just thought he was the gray-eyed sinner in first class. And when I started having a panic attack at the sudden turbulence, I thought he was the kind soul calming me down. But Nikolai is the farthest thing from kind. He's cruel, he's powerful, he's arrogant. And now, according to the test in my hand... He's the father of my baby./1/110873/coverorgin.jpg?v=09438df2cc6e0068df3892dc746da4e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Trapped By My Ruthless Boss
She wasn't his weakness. She was his ruin, and he would bring the world to its knees before he let her go. *** Kisarel thought she had it all figured out, until the night she caught her fiancé in bed with her cousin. The same cousin who was engaged to her boss, the ruthless and untouchable billionaire, Mr. Oceans Stark. Heartbroken, humiliated, and trapped on a business trip with the man her cousin was set to marry, Kisarel did the unthinkable – she begged her boss to make her forget her boyfriend's betrayal. Oceans swore he didn't touch his employees. He swore his heart only belonged to a certain strange woman he'd been looking for, who saved his life so many years ago. But the moment Kisarel kissed him, every resolution he made shattered. And after their one sinful night together, Mr. Stark couldn't let Kisarel go. He began to do everything within his power to get her even more entangled in his web of obsession. There were a thousand reasons she should have stayed away from him. She ignored every single one. He knew every part of her belonged to someone else. But every part of him didn't care. What neither of them knows is that Kisarel was the woman he's been searching for all along. Now, Oceans is set to call off his wedding with Kisarel's cousin, and he expects Kisarel to also call off her wedding with her cheating fiancé. Kisarel is now tangled in an obsession so hot that it might consume her whole. And Oceans is ready to drown his entire empire just to keep the woman he truly loves./1/117300/coverorgin.jpg?v=1913ab8927a0cdd1676c173a5cc6ba3c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Him, Claimed By The Billionaire
Nia Sinclair walked into the Waldorf Astoria bridal suite to give her fiancé a pre-wedding gift. Instead, she found him tangled in the sheets with her stepsister, Cortney. She calmly recorded the betrayal, threw her diamond ring on the table, and canceled the engagement. But the nightmare was just beginning. Her stepmother, Geraldine, who had secretly drained the Sinclair family trust fund and caused their bankruptcy, confronted Nia in the hotel lobby. When Nia publicly exposed Geraldine's theft and Cortney's illegitimate birth to the Manhattan elite, the mother-daughter duo decided to destroy her completely. They bribed a waiter to slip GHB into Nia's water. Within minutes, her vision blurred, her limbs went numb, and her phone was stolen by a coordinated team. She stumbled into a dark service alley, only to be ambushed by a muscular thug with a switchblade and zip-ties. As the drug paralyzed her nervous system and the cold steel sliced her shoulder, Nia slumped against the brick wall. She had lost her family, her fortune, and now her life, all because she dared to speak the truth. She couldn't fight back anymore. Was she really going to die in this filthy alley just to keep their dirty secrets safe? Just as the thug raised the zip-ties, the heavy metal door exploded open. Axel Sterling, the ruthless tech billionaire, stepped out of the shadows with an aura of pure violence. He shattered the attacker's face in seconds, gently scooped Nia's bleeding body into his arms, and made a vow. "I will burn the Sterling family to the ground for this."/1/119930/coverorgin.jpg?v=1e2571122ccdfc50dc17d9b8c9c90bd7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mistaken Identity: The Cold CEO's Runaway Lover
The location tag on Aubree's phone showed her fiancé intimately hugging a blonde woman at a trendy bar. Numb with betrayal, she rushed there to drown her sorrows, only to drunkenly mistake a towering stranger for a generic cheating scumbag. She publicly cursed him out, threw ice water at his chest, and somehow ended up in his penthouse for a wild one-night stand. The next morning, he coldly offered to hire her as his public girlfriend. "I would rather set myself on fire than ever see you again." Humiliated, Aubree fled barefoot into the city, vowing to bury the toxic secret forever. But a week later, the stranger walked into her company's conference room. He was Julian Sterling, the ruthless billionaire CEO who held her entire department's funding in his hands. He used his absolute power to corner her, forcing her to be his sole contact, and summoned her to his penthouse in the dead of night just to punish her with a brutal, demanding kiss. But just as she was trapped in his aggressive game, she found a bold red lipstick and an embroidered silk scarf belonging to another woman in his sports car. Aubree felt a wave of profound, soul-crushing exhaustion. Why did this tyrant use his wealth to force his way into her life, only to hide another woman behind her back just like her ex? Looking at the undeniable evidence, all her fear and anger were replaced by pure, clinical disgust. Without a single word, she stepped out of his car and walked away into the night, completely severing ties and ready to fight back against the billionaire's control./1/112807/coverorgin.jpg?v=1fd6a27b9a18b33d31161492429b925c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Exiled Heiress Makes Her Comeback
Ansley was banished to Europe for five years by her powerful adoptive family. She only secretly returned to New York to save her dying best friend’s bankrupt tech startup. But to save her friend, Ansley had to unlock her frozen trust fund, instantly alerting her terrifyingly controlling adopted brother, Emery. Trapped in his penthouse, Ansley overheard the horrifying truth. Her parents didn't banish her because she was a burden. They sent her away because Emery's sick, suffocating obsession with her was threatening his billion-dollar arranged marriage. Desperate to escape his golden cage and save her friend's stolen life's work, Ansley sought help from the ruthless CEO of Aegis Group, Darius Woodward. Instead of looking at her data, Darius humiliated her. He mocked her cheap suit, told her she didn't even know how to beg properly, and threw her out into the freezing rain. Sitting in her soaking wet clothes, Ansley realized that in this city of glass and steel, genuine effort meant nothing against raw power. She was entirely powerless against these apex predators. But she was done crying, and she was done hiding. Ansley threw her wet suit in the trash, slipped into a stunning silk dress, and walked right onto Emery's luxury birthday yacht. As the socialites who ruined her life five years ago stared in shock, she took a slow sip of her martini. "I'm not the same girl you chased out of town."/1/101923/coverorgin.jpg?v=e39c3414725524d940dc167ac21cf8b0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Trophy Wife to Scientific Queen
My husband Julian celebrated our five-year anniversary by sleeping with his mistress. He thought I was a clueless trophy wife, too dim to notice the vanilla and tuberose scent on his expensive suits. He was wrong. For years, I played Mrs. Vance, hiding my brilliance while Julian claimed my patents. An anonymous email confirmed his ultimate betrayal: photos of him and Scarlett Kensington in ecstasy. My heart didn't break; it solidified into ice at five years wasted. I activated "The Protocol" for a new identity and escape countdown. Playing the doting wife, I plotted his downfall, catching him with his mistress selling my work, and publicly snapping his credit card. His betrayals and stolen work ignited a cold, calculated fury. He had no idea the monster he'd created. I was dismantling his empire. I shredded his patent papers, stripping him of his ill-gotten gains. With a final tap, I initiated "Identity Erasure." Mrs. Vance was dead. Dr. Evelyn Thorne had just begun her counterattack./1/121435/coverorgin.jpg?v=808f56693eb159014a97cfa204d9fefe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
