Romance Books for Women
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Too Late For Regret: The Genius Ex-Wife
I placed the positive pregnancy test on the black marble island, expecting at least a flicker of emotion from my billionaire husband. Instead, his assistant dropped a thick divorce agreement right on top of it. "Laelia is back in New York," Alistair said, his eyes completely dead. "This two-year game is over. Get rid of it." He ordered his private security to book an abortion clinic for that very night. To protect my unborn child, I fled through a freezing maintenance shaft and threw myself off a snowy cliff into a rocky ravine. When I woke up battered and bruised in the hospital, I faked a miscarriage, hoping he would finally let me go. Instead of an ounce of pity, he choked me, called me a vile creature, and had his guards throw me out into a deadly Manhattan blizzard in nothing but a thin hospital gown. As the hypothermia set in, I remembered my father jumping off a Wall Street high-rise, driven to bankruptcy by the very man who just left me and his own blood to freeze to death. For two years, I had played the submissive stand-in wife, mapping out every vulnerability in his empire, but I never expected him to be this ruthless. Just as I was about to lose consciousness in the snow, a black Maybach skidded to a halt in front of me. Inside sat Silas Rhodes, Alistair's biggest corporate rival. I dragged my battered body up and offered him the ultimate weapon to burn my ex-husband's empire to the ground./1/112377/coverorgin.jpg?v=ec11d575d8f1c7fcc68cb43d5fae14c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Wife: The Genius Surgeon
Annika Hayes gave up her reputation as a brilliant neurosurgery resident to become the quiet, perfect wife to aviation mogul Ethan Clark. For three years, she hid her excellence, playing the role of an ordinary flight nurse just to fit into his world. But her sacrifices ended when she received a cold text message from his housekeeper. "Mrs. Clark, this is Maureen Dolan. Mr. Clark has instructed me to inform you that your access to the Park Avenue residence has been revoked effective immediately." Ethan had chosen to protect his dead best friend's pregnant widow, claiming the unborn child as his own responsibility. Within hours, he suspended her joint credit cards and had his PR team paint her to the media as an emotionally volatile and unstable wife. He demanded she quietly accept his "noble sacrifice," treating her like a disposable accessory. He even knew the widow's baby wasn't biologically his, but he was willing to destroy their marriage anyway to play the hero while dismissing Annika as just a needy nurse. Three years of marriage, reduced to an eviction text and public humiliation. She had buried her ambition, her talent, and her entire identity, thinking it would make her more lovable. How could he throw her away for a delusion of honor, completely blind to the world-class surgeon she truly was? Sitting in the back of a black SUV, Annika calmly snapped her heavy titanium joint credit card in half. She pulled out her phone, blocked his number, and sent a text to her old hospital rival. It was time to pick up her scalpel and let them see exactly who she used to be./0/91560/coverorgin.jpg?v=72de5c3d18fcb0abb43cb70fe08e857b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The 100-Point Divorce Plan
For three years, I documented the slow death of my marriage in a black journal. It was my 100-point divorce plan: for every time my husband, Blake, chose his first love, Ariana, over me, I deducted points. When the score hit zero, I would leave. The final points vanished the night he left me bleeding out from a car crash. I was eight weeks pregnant with the child we had prayed for. In the ER, the nurses frantically called him-the star surgeon of the very hospital I was dying in. "Dr. Santos, we have a Jane Doe, O-negative, bleeding out. She's pregnant, and we're about to lose them both. We need you to authorize an emergency blood transfer." His voice came over the speaker, cold and impatient. "I can't. My priority is Miss Whitfield. Do what you can for the patient, but I can't divert anything right now." He hung up. He condemned his own child to death to ensure his ex-girlfriend had resources on standby after a minor procedure./1/116599/coverorgin.jpg?v=197e7d4b4bd1d0f71b542c55839c412f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn From Flames: The Billionaire's Bride
Alia was trapped in a burning warehouse, the thick smoke tearing at her throat. Outside the heavy iron door, her stepsister Cherri laughed. "Gaylen never loved you. He spent two years playing the devoted boyfriend just to get the security codes to the Vanderbilt family vault. You were nothing but a convenient, stupid key." Cherri even revealed that Alia's stepfather had deliberately cut the brake lines on her mother's car. The betrayal tore through Alia's nervous system. As the burning roof collapsed, the iron door burst open. Ansel Vanderbilt, the ruthless Wall Street king she had feared her entire life, charged through the flames. His custom suit charred instantly as he shielded her small body with his own. He cried into her neck, choosing to burn to ashes right by her side. Until her last agonizing breath, Alia didn't understand. Why did her family hate her so much? And why was this terrifying man the only one willing to embrace death with her? Opening her eyes again, Alia wasn't dead. She was lying in the penthouse suite of the Waldorf Astoria, staring at Ansel's sleeping face. She had returned to exactly five years ago—the day her stepsister and boyfriend drugged her and set her up for a ruinous sex scandal. Hearing the chaotic footsteps of paparazzi approaching the door, a murderous hatred flooded her chest. This time, the real reckoning had just begun./1/105402/coverorgin.jpg?v=4aa09f23c1815b9999a88334ca61e5c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Surgeon's Debt: Bound To The Beast
I was a surgeon on the most luxurious ship in the world, scrubbing my hands until they were raw to forget the name Ye Jiuting and the past I’d left behind. But at 2:15 AM, Room 404 became my graveyard when a federal agent flatlined on my table, and the world I’d built turned into a nightmare. The nurse handed me a syringe she swore was a standard antibiotic, but the ship’s medical files had been scrubbed to hide a fatal allergy. Before the body was even cold, the widow was screaming murder, and the ship’s foreman, Huston Lyons, was at my throat with a predatory grin. "You killed him, Doctor," Huston sneered, "and on this ship, people like you tend to disappear overboard." When I tried to prove the syringe was clean, Huston’s brutal grip forced the needle into my own arm, injecting me with a lethal stimulant that sent my heart into a violent, scorching frenzy. I fled into the bowels of the ship, my vision warping and my lungs burning, while a ship-wide announcement declared a five-million-dollar bounty on my head. Every desperate gambler and debt-ridden crew member was now hunting me like an animal for a chance at a clean slate. I didn't understand how the digital records could lie or why a routine dose had been replaced with poison. Was I a target, or just a convenient scapegoat for a conspiracy much larger than a single death? Just as the mercenaries were about to drag me to a black site, Clinton Collier, the terrifying "King of the Leviathan," stepped out of the shadows and claimed my life as his own. "She is my Caretaker now," he declared, wrapping a black silk ribbon around my neck to mark me as his exclusive property. I had escaped the gallows only to be collared by a monster, but as I felt his madness recede under my touch, I realized that being his only cure was the most dangerous weapon I possessed./1/116483/coverorgin.jpg?v=a839a46a0850308d6fbd2afe6c13e4d0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Kicked Out? Watch The True Heiress Shine
For nineteen years, Chloe lived with the Tucker family, enduring their endless insults while acting as their quiet, grateful adopted daughter. But today, her adoptive sister Amber framed her for stealing a cheap, fake diamond necklace. Her adoptive parents didn't even bother to investigate the obvious setup. Brenda called Chloe a jealous stray from the trailer park, while Gary turned purple with rage, pointing at the door and ordering her to pack her trash and leave immediately. Even her cheating ex-boyfriend Preston joined the drama, comforting Amber in the driveway and screaming at Chloe for being a vicious woman. The household staff smirked in the shadows, openly enjoying the sight of her being scolded and thrown out. Chloe looked at these pathetic actors, feeling nothing but pure, unadulterated disgust. "Living with you for nineteen years was an insult to my intelligence." She didn't cry or beg for their forgiveness. Instead, Chloe completely wiped her phone, packed her heavy laptop, and walked out of their front gates. The Tuckers stood in stunned silence as a massive, military-grade stealth helicopter descended from the sky to pick her up. Her real grandfather, the head of the ultra-powerful Sinclair family, had finally found her. As Chloe boarded the aircraft to reclaim her true identity, she sent Gary a grand parting gift: a certified DNA report proving Amber was never his biological daughter./0/33082/coverorgin.jpg?v=003b561be54c2dc53cb4d50fbdf24d97&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Seduction Game: Seducing Her CEO
Enter into the obsessive, raunchy and pornographic mind of Valerie Maddox - a woman with a craving for a strong, masculine and domineering man. And that man happens to be Leandro de la Vega, her boss and the CEO of the perfume company, Capella where she works. Valerie seeks him out, seducing him in the workplace even though she is aware that he is engaged, her obsession and depravity for him is endless as she goes all the way in just to have him in his bed. When Leandro finally falls for her and takes her as his own, she is introduced to his true dangerous colours and must decide whether she should run away from him or give into her desires of lust and remain with him even though she might end up dead./0/85414/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5265a55eb661ec41721437a626ad295&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Anniversay Divorce Gift
For five years, my marriage to Mark Johnson was a meticulously guarded secret, hidden for the sake of his booming tech career. Our fifth anniversary arrived, a date circled in red, feeling like a cruel joke. That day, the love I' d poured into him for a decade finally ran dry, replaced by a hollow ache. I typed Sarah' s number, my best friend and legal wizard. "It's time," I said, my voice betraying none of the turmoil inside me. "I need the papers." Mark was about to get an anniversary gift unlike any other: a signed divorce agreement. I left his office, the signed papers clutched in my hand, just after hearing him rush off to his adopted sister, Chloe, for yet another fabricated crisis. The realization hit me: he had married me for convenience, for the perfect image I provided, while his heart belonged to another. The following morning, I stopped making his coffee, subtly stepping away from his touch, creating an ocean of distance between us. Then, disaster struck. Chloe's "emergency" made him abandon a multi-million dollar deal, and when I, his secret wife, suffered a devastating miscarriage alone, he was absent, doting on her. The pain was a physical blow, but it burned away the last thread of hope. I was alone. I had always been alone. I cut every tie, professional and personal, making myself unsearchable, then booked a one-way ticket out of the country. Mark was forced to sign the final divorce papers himself, confirming his obliviousness. But then, he started showing up. First in Italy, then in Paris. He won't give up, claiming he loves me, but his newfound desperation only proves the truth: he wants what he can't have. Now, he' s followed me to Santorini, refusing to leave. My story isn't over. It' s just beginning./0/79297/coverorgin.jpg?v=fe543bb15bba3ade67a28f4e3ec58313&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Craving The Wrong Brother
She spent ten years chasing after the right brother, only to fall for the wrong one in one weekend. ~~~ Sloane Mercer has been hopelessly in love with her best friend, Finn Hartley, since college. For ten long years, she's stood by him, stitching him back together every time Delilah Crestfield-his toxic on-and-off girlfriend-shattered his heart. But when Delilah gets engaged to another man, Sloane thinks this might finally be her chance to have Finn for herself. She couldn't be more wrong. Heartbroken and desperate, Finn decides to crash Delilah's wedding and fight for her one last time. And he wants Sloane by his side. Reluctantly, Sloane follows him to Asheville, hoping that being close to Finn will somehow make him see her the way she's always seen him. Everything changes when she meets Knox Hartley, Finn's older brother-a man who couldn't be more different from Finn. He's dangerously magnetic. Knox sees right through Sloane and makes it his mission to pull her into his world. What starts as a game-a twisted bet between them-soon turns into something deeper. Sloane is trapped between two brothers: one who's always broken her heart and another who seems hell-bent on claiming it... no matter the cost. CONTENT WARNING: This story is strongly 18+. It delves into dark romance themes such as obsession and lust with morally complex characters. While this is a love story, reader discretion is advised./0/18213/coverorgin.jpg?v=10395f96e63e04cbd497b875650b9ec5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Wife is an Aloof Beauty
"You're my wife in name only, on paper only. My heart and love will never be yours." Edward made it clear to Daisy that she was nothing to him. They were both victims of family greed -- the marriage was arranged for them. Six years passed. She remained quiet, gaining a reputation in the army as a tough-as-nails colonel. When she walked into his life again, Edward fell in love with this woman, unlike any he had known. She surprised and delighted him. But will Daisy take him back? Can their son keep them together? Can the rift between them be healed? Pick this one up and find out!/0/62195/coverorgin.jpg?v=359dd76f6b4cfe1d4debfcc9e616d847&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Genius Baby: Bring Mommy And Daddy Together
An unfortunate night changed the course of Yvonne's life. It all started after she caught her fiance sleeping with her sister. Heartbroken, she drank herself into a stupor and went into the wrong room. She ended up having sex with a complete stranger. After her father disowned her because she got pregnant out of wedlock, she went abroad with the determination to succeed and have her revenge. Six years later, she returned to the country as a successful doctor and mother to a genius son. At the tender age of six, Aiden was already a top hacker. He got the list of the most eligible bachelors in town. One day, he asked his mother, "Mommy, I can help you find a boyfriend. What kind of man do you like?" Yvonne, who had no interest in men, pretended to give it a thought. Before she could respond, a man said, "Aiden, I'm your father. Why are you working against me?" And so, the mission to bring his parents together officially began!/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./0/98703/coverorgin.jpg?v=10e38ff8518c75c6f0f49c2a9be8f1d3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn to Ruin Him: The Heiress's Game
Lyra gave her heart to the wrong man and her empire with it. As the founder of a top law firm, she trusted her husband with everything. Her love, her company, and her future. But the man she built her world around betrayed her in the cruelest way: stealing her firm, framing her for fraud, and shattering her life with the woman she once trusted as her friend. Just when she thought things couldn't get worse, Lyra was killed by both of them. But fate wasn't done with her. Lyra wakes up one year before the betrayal. This time, she's not the same woman. She's colder. Sharper. Unforgiving. And she's ready to take back everything that was stolen from her. She won't be doing it alone. Two powerful billionaires step into her life. Vincent, the real estate mogul who's always cared for her from afar. And Louis, a brilliant tech genius with secrets of his own and a personal reason to see her rise again. They don't want to control her. They want to stand beside her. Two allies. Two offers. One woman who refuses to be a victim ever again. Lyra was reborn not for mercy, but for revenge. Now, it's her turn to choose who pays, who falls... and who earns the right to stand by her side./1/110288/coverorgin.jpg?v=12ace1d2015cb2b048f0837880170b91&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Regrets After The Countdown To Our Divorce
They say when life throws you a lemon, you should turn it to a lemonade, even though some things weren't just intentional. "For the next three years, you will work under my son, Anthony. You will obey him unconditionally and assist him in developing the first humanoid robots. It's all stated in the contract." Melissa, a brilliant first-class robotics engineer, signs a binding contract to save her only sister who urgently needs surgery. Not only must she work for Anthony-the arrogant CEO of the Morgan Group-but she must also marry him. Throughout the contract, Anthony treats her like a lowlife, belittling her at every opportunity and even stealing credit for her achievements, convinced she would never dare to leave. But as the three years draw to a close, her supposed knight in shining armor, Josh, shows up as he promised. Will Melissa walk away from Anthony, reclaim her freedom, and rekindle the spark with Josh? Or will Anthony realize too late just how much he stands to lose when the countdown to their divorce begins? And what if there was more to the accident that left Melissa's sister in need of surgery-and forced Melissa into this contract? If you want to feel first hand what it means for a lady to possess her possession, then get over here!/1/112915/coverorgin.jpg?v=b5d9e60b3ec71a5f668815e1a5497819&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed Bride: Claimed By The Best Man
Kloe Guthrie dragged her crystal-encrusted wedding gown down the penthouse corridor, exhausted but ready to finally be alone with her new husband, Justen. But as she passed the presidential suite, a familiar, cloying perfume stopped her. Through the cracked door, she saw Justen brutally thrusting into her cousin, Candyce. "Like fucking a corpse with Kloe," Justen grunted, his voice thick with lust. "Worth it for the trust fund control, though." Candyce giggled, mocking Kloe's pathetic gratitude. Shattered, Kloe stumbled backward in the dark, only to be caught by Julian Larsen—Justen's billionaire best man. Instead of offering sympathy, Julian trapped her against the wall. He forced her to listen to her husband's cruel mockery, then dragged her into the opposite suite, tearing off her wedding dress and dismantling her dignity piece by piece. Everything she had believed for four years was a meticulously calculated lie. She was nothing but a boring prop to the man she loved, a naive fool meant to be drained of her family's immense wealth and laughed at behind closed doors. The humiliation and betrayal burned through her veins like acid. "You could cry," Julian whispered against her neck, his eyes predatory and dark. "Or you could make him regret he was ever born." Instead of running from the man cornering her in the dark, Kloe looked at the destroyed remains of her life, grabbed Julian's collar, and pulled him in. This time, she would make them all pay./0/94871/coverorgin.jpg?v=463f60f8e412f1a7e22e9c12d4f35bc8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
He Chose His Ex, I Chose Vengeance
On the day I was supposed to marry Giovanni Moretti, he publicly declared I was his brother’s girl. He called off our wedding at the last minute. His ex, Sofia, had amnesia after a car crash, her memory reset to a time when they were still deeply in love. So he cast me aside in my wedding dress to play the part of her devoted boyfriend. For a month, I was forced to live as a "guest" in the Moretti estate, watching him dote on her and rebuild their past, all while promising he would marry me as soon as she recovered. Then I overheard the truth. Giovanni had the cure for her amnesia locked away in his safe. He wasn't trapped. He was indulging, savoring a second chance with the love of his life. He was confident I was his property, that I would simply wait until he was done. He told his men he could have us both. He used his brother's name to humiliate me. Fine. I would use his brother's name to destroy him. I walked into the office of the true power in the family, Don Domenico Moretti. "Your brother said I am your companion," I told him. "Let's make it real. Marry me."/0/18611/coverorgin.jpg?v=41efb4ae03f8c70f1c26587125e619a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover
Life isn't always perfect. And Wanda discovers this when she has to take on several jobs simultaneously to gather enough money for her uncle's surgery. And yet, that was never going to be enough. With a crushing debt hanging over her head due to her uncle's excessive gambling, Wanda chooses the last option she has: make a deal with the Devil-Quincy. She is going to have to sell her own self now. Discover how this dangerous decision turns into a perfect love affair in "Contract With the Devil"./0/58465/coverorgin.jpg?v=82888338dfa770ddcb0e6b82b552204d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Unwanted Wife Wants A Divorce
In the fifth year of marriage, Rylan had an affair with a somewhat famous internet celebrity. His friends asked him, "If Stella finds out and wants a divorce and half of your assets, what will you do?" He laughed disdainfully while smoking, "Stella, she's just someone who throws herself at me, loves me to death, and can't leave me." Later, when I presented him with the divorce agreement, he cried and tried to hold on. But, cold wine can still be warmed, how can a cold heart be warmed?/0/81937/coverorgin.jpg?v=1b371be296a605408e9136100cc31ec3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
