Romance Books for Women
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THE CURSED BILLIONNAIRE SLAVE
In a world where magic and mystery twist together, one woman's cursed life ignites a revolution. *The Cursed Billionaire Slave* follows the sweeping tale of a noble soul trapped by fate, forced into a life as a sexual slave within a tangled mess of power, desire, and betrayal. Caught between a brooding billionaire-whose own haunted past echoes hers-and a rival hiding secrets that could destroy them all, she sets out on a dangerous journey toward reincarnation. As old curses crumble and new paths emerge, she faces a brutal choice: is breaking her chains worth the ultimate price? In a place where love cuts as deep as it heals, her fight might just rewrite destiny itself./1/115574/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260515163809&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Branded By The Devil's Cruel Kiss
Elie Joyce’s entire life was controlled by Ebert Ewing, a ruthless billionaire who held her sick grandmother's survival and her family's freedom in his hands. But on a freezing, stormy night, he forced her into a scandalous scrap of red silk and handed her over to a notorious, disgusting predator. "You aren't an escort. You're just a free gift." Ebert mocked her, using her as a disposable bargaining chip to secure a corporate funding round. When the predator humiliated her, forced high-proof vodka down her throat, and violently pinned her to the floor, Ebert simply watched with dead eyes. And when Ebert finally intervened to brutally beat the man, it wasn't out of mercy. "She is my property. Even if she is trash that I threw away, a filthy pig like you doesn't get to touch her." Afterward, he dragged her battered, barefoot body into his car, only to kick her out into the torrential rain, leaving her on the dark streets to die. Standing in the storm, shivering and bleeding from broken glass, the last shred of Elie's hope shattered. She had sacrificed her dignity and soul, enduring his violent bites and cruel control, just to keep her family alive. Why did she have to suffer this endless, twisted humiliation for a psychopath who only saw her as trash? But she didn't break. Tearing a strip of his expensive shirt to bandage her bleeding foot, Elie gripped her broken stiletto like a knife. With her eyes turning cold and calculating, she limped out of the shadows. She was going to survive, and Ebert Ewing would soon realize she was no longer his obedient prey./0/19991/coverorgin.jpg?v=b70a172d5384c99a25035a3b8318f348&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unforgettable Pleasure
Pleasure Series #1 : Roxanne Parks Roxanne "Roxy" Parks is the black sheep of her family. A party-loving, seductress who has never had issues getting guys. She has moved through her life going between meaningless flings and a one-night stand. Not wanting to commit to anyone she loves the freedom she has. When she met a stranger one night, he awakens something inside her. As it appears that she might have finally found someone special. There is a catch she's about to discover when he turns up in her life in a most unexpected way. In a web of lust, secret, sex and love. Let the game for their heart begin. But someone's might just get broken along the way./0/53625/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260526051625&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Emotionless Goddess
Miranda Lambert kisses a stranger in a club. The following day, she is embroidered in a scandal with the famous model, Justin Reign. To save the beauty from the angry fans, he brings her back to the house. Will the two people from two different worlds come to embrace the love blooming between them. When Justin realizes that money, power and good looks ain't enough to win his Emotionless goddess, What path would he follow to have her heart?/0/47524/coverorgin.jpg?v=28b8b85180b964fa64cea7f70cc814e5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mafia's Angel
Daniel Knight is a 29 years old bachelor who has everything one can ever want. Looks, money, fame, power. He can have any girl he wants. But love? He doesn't believe in it. He just thinks it's not made for him. The end of the story. So, what happens if he accidentally comes across a young intern working at his own hospital - Crystal Campbell - and immediately feels something is different? Crystal Campbell is a 26 years old simple girl who dreams of nothing but a simple life. A house, a good job, her mom and- a boyfriend? She believes in true love and thinks love can heal anything and anyone. When this girl caught his eye once and for all, will he ignore the attraction or it will lead to something more if they got closer?/0/28908/coverorgin.jpg?v=20241118104800&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vision
From the age of fifteen Rylee Cody has been receiving visions of a psychopath's victims. Choosing a career as a crime scene investigator she hopes to catch the person responsible for the horrible visions. Fatally injured during an investigation, her heart stops during surgery, but even death didn't keep her visionary from invading her mind again. When she is brought back from the other side, she has one intent; the visionary's own death./0/83661/coverorgin.jpg?v=06c55f894e752f1e0b94c110609ef440&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Woman He Left For Dead
My husband, Liam, the anchor I' d clung to for ten years, just filed for divorce. Standing outside the Houston courthouse, the bone-deep chill wasn' t just from the freak Texas snow; it was the cold truth of his disdain. He sped off in his Porsche, leaving me stranded, echoing his brutal words: "You need to learn to stand on your own." Back in our sterile mansion, two crushing secrets sat on my nightstand: a diagnosis of Stage IV pancreatic cancer and an ultrasound photo showing I was ten weeks pregnant. He never came home to find them. Instead, I called him, only for a pop starlet' s syrupy voice to answer-the woman he was having an affair with. In that gut-wrenching moment, my despair didn't break me; it hardened. I was dying, pregnant, and abandoned by the man who promised forever. I burned my secrets in the fireplace, the smoke stinging my eyes, then called Liam back. "I' m contesting the divorce." My voice was steady, newfound steel replacing shattered hope. I would drag this out, make it messy, expose him. If he wanted his freedom, he' d have to come home. He' d have to spend our last thirty days together. This was no longer about love; it was about survival, and I wouldn't be discarded./0/86164/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106211511&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wife's Betrayal, My New Beginning
My hands, once surgeons' hands, now trembled balancing champagne glasses at an elite medical summit. My wife, Sarah, lay in a coma, kept alive by machines. My daughter, Lily, traumatized, diagnosed with severe autism, was a ghost in our home. My career, my reputation, my life – all shattered by a malpractice suit that wasn't my fault, and an amusement park incident that left me with broken ribs and my family broken beyond repair. I poured every last cent, every ounce of my being, into their care, working menial jobs just to survive. Then, a voice announced a speaker on stage: "Dr. Sarah Miller, presenting 'New Advances in Brainstem Injury Repair'..." The name, the topic, the face I saw under the spotlight, hit me like a physical blow. It was Sarah. My Sarah. Confident, brilliant, and clearly not comatose. The champagne tray slipped. Crash. Security grabbed me, but I didn't care. "She's my wife! Sarah! She should be in the ICU right now! She's in a coma!" Her eyes, for a split second, flickered with panic before settling into cold composure. The man next to her, Andrew Sterling, CEO of Sterling Medical Group, stepped forward, handing me a business card, his face full of contempt. Whispers of their shared past, of her being his company's chief expert, swirled around me, twisting the knife. Was our entire nine-year marriage a lie? The applause for the brilliant Dr. Miller mocked my agony, making me wonder if I had been the biggest fool of all./0/67548/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250115200844&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Bane Of Her Existence
One thing Danielle Frost swore with her life was that she would surely make Jacob Miller pay. After fifteen years of unrequited love, Danielle is humiliated in a grand way by Jake and this scars her for life. Three years later, Danielle and Jacob are forced to work together or face their worst fears. They can't find a common ground until their fears finally catches up with them and they find themselves falling for each other again. *** "Can things ever go back to the way they were? We had something going, Danny." I could sense the frustration in his voice, accompanied by the occasional ticking of his jaw. His finger traced my face, stopping at my scar. I couldn't breathe as I wanted nothing more than to sink into his arms. But he had to pay. "There was never a we, Jake. There never will be." Taking his hand, I let it rest on my belly. He stood still, the wheels turning in his brain until he finally understood. "You're pregnant!" "That's right, Jake." Standing on top toes, I whispered into his ear, "And it's not yours." I turned and left, head held high as I knew his world had just crumbled. I reveled in it, but why does it feel like I left my heart behind?/0/53938/coverorgin.jpg?v=843f7913470a529bc29b11a088515720&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Savage Love (Dare you to love me!)
GENRE: Dark Romance/Erotica Tags: Mafia, Clans, Romance, Death, Secrets, S£x, Love Triangle, Jealousy, Suspense, Twists, Action, Possession, Tragedy, Unrequited Love, Sci-fi, Age Gap. By, Ariel Mirabel ••∘∘•• DON'T COPY OR REPOST, IDÎOT 😒 『••✎••』 ✭{ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 }✭ Amour sniffed back her tears as she watched the scene before her. Never in her life would she have imagined getting herself in this situation she currently was. It felt like a never ending nightmare. The sound of footsteps was what rented the room, it was coming from a tall figure, his gaze never left the man that was tied down on a chair with both his hands chained down on the table The figure held a sharp silver colored knife in his hand, twirling as if it was his play toy, a vicious smirk playing on his lips Every step he took instilled fear and panic inside the man that was tied down. "Boss.. Boss please forgive me! I was drunk so I thought she was one of the clan's whóre I swear I didn't know she was yours" The man begged like his life depended on it. "Which hand did you use to touch her" Aurelio spoke calmly. "My.. My... L-Left-" He wasn't chanced to finish his sentence when Aurelio cut off his left hand completely. Blood splashed on his cheek as it began bumping out of the man's hand. "Aarrrgghh!!!" The agonizing cry from the man echoed in the room as he peed on himself. Aurelio turned to Amour who looked horrified with the scene she just witnessed. His hands found his way to her neck and he gripped it tightly, bringing her face close to his so he could have a clear view of the terrified look on her face. "This.. Is just the highest level of my kindness compared to what I can do. Remember this, you're mine! Mine to touch, mine to f**k, mine to do whatever I want with... No one else... But me" A drop of tear fell from Amour's eyes. •••• Aurelio Giovanni is the second in command of THE DARK BULLS, one of the biggest mafia empire in Los Angeles, he's the underboss He ruthless, to him "second chance" doesn't exist in his vocabulary Just like air, one never knows his next move. He can be as calm as a gentle breeze but the next minute, a raging hurricane What happens when he sets eye on 22 years old Amour who's just curious to discover the world around her? How did both of them meet? What happens when Aurelio claims Amour as his possession? Will Amour ever escape from his déadly clutches? Or not? What if there's more to it than what meets the eye? Find out! ✍️ Seriously, this is a story you won't wanna miss. Hop on in this ride full of secrets and mysteries you love ❣️/0/29221/coverorgin.jpg?v=f459832e64123ed94c29e376f5ff3b45&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Alpha's Beautiful Wife
Luna was born on the night of the full moon, a passerby told her parents: "When she's 18, she's going to have a big accident." 18 years on, people have forgotten about this. Luna, when taking a yearbook photo, suddenly disappeared. She is lost in a strange land, where two tribes of wolves are fighting. Luna was brought back by Mark as a trophy. He is strong and ruthless while she is thin and weak. What will Luna's fate be?/0/25623/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220308024316&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Little Lilly White
what happens when an unfortunate 32 year old woman gets reborn into the body of a new born baby. Jenny is confused when she gets reborn into the body of Lilly and life doesn't seem to smile to her face that much, she loses her mother at the age of three and seeks revenge but this new family keeps distracting her with their sweet love "why should I chose between revenge and power and family, I choose all" she said with determination "ever since I first saw you at the party I have been thinking of you" said the crown prince to me "we meet again, I guess we are fated" said the tower magician to me after saving me from street bullies "hey shortcake, I missed you" said my childhood friend what's with all this men trying to pursue me./0/22025/coverorgin.jpg?v=20211012183847&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I love you till it hurts.
Eunice and Bernice are sister. They are identical, both beautiful but that's the only thing that they have in common. One is obedient and the other is troublemaker. One is the apple of the eye in the family and one live in shadow. One is honest and the other is deceitful. Who will win and so the competition begins./0/85382/coverorgin.jpg?v=c1b215297d66ea61175dd040bfa76f3e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Bride's Rebirth: A Vengeful Heart
The sterile scent of antiseptic clung to me, a cruel reminder of my last moments. Just hours after giving birth, my stepsister, Emily, forced poison down my throat, her beautiful face twisted in a triumphant smirk. My husband, Mark, stood by, his hands pinning me to the hospital bed, his eyes cold and indifferent as life drained from mine. They told the world I died of childbirth complications; a tragic accident. Emily and Mark built their perfect family on the foundation of my unmarked grave. But then, a violent gasp jolted me awake. I shot up in bed, my chest heaving, the scent of antiseptic replaced by cool air and familiar sunlight. I wasn't dead. My body was unblemished, my stomach flat. I was back in my old bedroom, a month before they framed me, a month before I was forced to marry Mark. Rage and betrayal solidified within me-not a fleeting flame, but an unshakeable stone. "Is everything ready for tonight?" my stepmother, Mrs. Davis, whispered downstairs, her voice sharp and calculating. "The drug is in the drink," Emily replied sweetly. "Once Chloe has it, we get her to the hotel room. A few photographers, a 'concerned' call to the Wilsons... and her reputation will be ruined forever." Their plan, so wicked and perfect, was laid bare, just as I remembered. Frame me, ruin me, force me into marriage, then erase me entirely. But this time, I knew their game. And this time, I wouldn't be a pawn. I would be the one setting the board./1/114010/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260424163808&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Conquering The Cold Zillionaire Surgeon Heiress
When the Pollard family kicked Alyssa out into the freezing rain, Walter threw a ten-thousand-dollar check into a dirty puddle. "Take it and get out. Don't ever come back," he sneered. Her adoptive mother and stepsister stood on the mansion's porch, mocking her as a worthless country girl who tarnished their wealthy name. They laughed, claiming she wouldn't even be able to afford community college and would be begging on the streets in a week. They looked at her cheap clothes and worn backpack with absolute disgust. They were completely unaware that for the past five years, Alyssa was the secret mastermind who had built their failing gallery into a multi-million-dollar investment empire. Every key investment, every fortune they made, came from the anonymous notes she had slipped into their unread books. They genuinely believed they were business geniuses, while treating the true architect of their wealth like a stray dog. Looking at their smug, arrogant faces, Alyssa didn't feel a shred of sadness, only a cold, sharp irony. They actually believed they had raised her. She stepped close, whispered the master code to Walter's most secret offshore account, and watched the blood completely drain from his face. "I raised you," she said, turning her back on the mansion without hesitation. Walking into the storm, she pulled out a heavily encrypted phone and gave a single, cold order. "Initiate a full hostile takeover of the Pollard Group." It was time to end this little game and step into her true life—as the world's most elusive medical genius, and the long-lost billionaire heiress of the Summers dynasty./0/94299/coverorgin.jpg?v=59d21d9f4d60243d90f9533a835a4aa4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Broken Promise, My New Beginning
I gave my brother my kidney. In return, he promised to finally bring me home. For eight years, I waited on the sidelines of his life, only to overhear him giving my "Welcome Home" party to our adopted sister. He called me a ghost he didn't know where to put, confident I'd show up and smile while she took my place. He was wrong. I didn't cry or scream; I just turned off my phone and walked away forever./1/115418/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f209dac9d2869cbbc6645a5fc856303&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Jilted Wife To The Tycoon's Queen
The harsh glare of the spotlight hit Harper's custom wedding dress as she smiled at her groom. But a single phone call from his mistress, Lila, made Chase violently shove his way down the aisle and sprint out of the hotel. He left Harper to face the flashing cameras and the mockery of hundreds of guests. Her mother-in-law dragged her into a hallway and slapped her hard across the face. "You cannot even keep your own man in the room. You are making a mockery of this family." When Harper rushed to the hospital, Chase blamed her for Lila's theatrical, fake miscarriage. He threatened to pull every cent of capital from Harper's investment firm if she dared to walk away. The Young family then used the media to frame Harper, turning her into a public pariah who viciously "killed" an unborn child. Mobbed by ruthless paparazzi, Harper was pushed into the freezing rain, her knees bleeding on the concrete. She couldn't accept that her entire life and career were being destroyed by a mistress's pathetic lie. When Chase later tried to buy her silence with a pink diamond—the exact same one he had just gifted Lila—her remaining love turned to absolute ice. But fate intervened when she was rescued from the mob by Antoni Donovan, the most ruthless billionaire on Wall Street and her biggest corporate rival. Discovering that Antoni was actually her best friend's older brother, a dangerous smile spread across Harper's face. She picked up his gold-lettered business card. She was done being the victim; she was going to use the wolf of Wall Street to crush her ex-husband./0/99305/coverorgin.jpg?v=7afcd192d04bd9d0f640cbc96acc6ec4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Ruin to Radiance
In the second year of their marriage, her once emotionally distant and reserved husband suddenly started living a wild lifestyle, with a revolving door of women by his side. She had tried reasoning, arguing, and even causing a scene-the most serious of which ended with both of them at the police station in the middle of the night. No matter how she protested, her husband would simply respond with indifference, "You went to great lengths to marry me, isn't this the life you wanted?" In that moment, she understood everything. He had always suspected that she was involved in the death of his idealized first love, and marrying her was just a way to torment her. When she caught him again, this time with the younger sister of his deceased first love, her last glimmer of hope was utterly shattered. Once more, he threatened her with divorce, "Keep this up, and we'll get a divorce." This time, she didn't back down. Instead, she lifted her head and retorted, "Fine, let's divorce. Do you think I won't let go?"/0/43457/coverorgin.jpg?v=aa33393ebc886b50a0e717f66fa10061&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Blood Lust
"Feeding, baby, this is feeding," he said last before he went down my neck again. And I just screamed at the pain that pierced my skin. While his lips lingered on my neck, my whole body became hotter, and at the same time, I softened. Am I thinking correctly? Are they really true? Why do I have to? "You really taste sweet." My eyes are getting blurry, and I can't see him properly. I tried to reach his face despite my blurry eyes. I can see red liquid on his lips. "You're a vampire." "Yes, I am." was the last thing I heard before I finally closed my eyes. It's not a dream. He's the guy from that dark room. The man with my blood on his lips./0/85695/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106210335&imageMogr2/format/webp)
