Romance Books for Women
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A Night on Mafia Keeyan's bed.
Janet O'Connell is pregnant. For who? A man whose face she has never seen. On her wedding night, Innocent, Illegitimate daughter of a Mafia drug lord, Janet O'Connell finds out about her pregnancy. A baby, she was certain, she had conceived on the drunk night of Valentine. Danger looms when her Father, and Fiance are gruesomely murdered on the same night by a sexy, yet mysterious criminal. Janet is sold to her father's murderer, and is forced to be his personal whore. Keeyan Anderson hates the O'Connell's to his bones. On a quest for revenge, he takes innocent Janet to bed, vowing to break her, and make her life miserable for the hurt her father had caused him. But what happens when Sparks begin to fly? How long would Keeyan's hatred last? Especially when he finds out about Janet's pregnancy, and her resemblance to the woman from that night on Valentine? The woman whom he had fallen in love with? In the dangerous game of love, and hate, Would love win? Or would Janet stab a knife straight into the heart of the man who ruined her life? Find out./0/71192/coverorgin.jpg?v=b47cb246e5ba14df68f8b87ca70ba46f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hidden heiress
The Hidden Heiress Nora Martinez, a skilled herbalist renowned for her extraordinary healing abilities, is no stranger to secrets. Hidden from the prying eyes of society, she lives a quiet life while quietly reconnecting with her biological parents-powerful figures in their own right. But when Lucas Blackwood, the brooding heir to the influential Blackwood family, proposes a marriage of convenience to save his gravely ill grandfather, Nora finds herself drawn into a world she has long avoided. Lucas, still tethered to memories of his ex-fiancée Maria Gomez, is cold and distant toward Nora, refusing to acknowledge her value beyond her ability to heal his grandfather. Maria, however, refuses to let go of Lucas, often interfering and complicating his budding connection with Nora. In this slow-burn romance, Nora stands firm, unshaken by the disdain of Lucas's mother or the ghost of his past. With every encounter, Lucas begins to see Nora's strength and worth-not just as a healer, but as a woman who could mend his broken heart. As hidden truths and old wounds surface, Nora must decide whether to embrace the life she's stepped into or walk away, knowing she's far more than the quiet healer everyone assumes her to be./0/73695/coverorgin.jpg?v=d120edfc595220e29f599bab7a546f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Entwined by chance
When Cynthia Brown, a struggling artist, finds herself stranded in a small coastal town after a car breakdown, the last thing she expects is to cross paths with the town's most elusive resident- Arnaut Peterson, a reclusive billionaire with a past he refuses to face. Arnaut, once a celebrated architect, has buried himself in solitude after a devastating betrayal. But Cynthia's fiery spirit and stubborn optimism chip away at the walls he's built around his heart. As she paints murals on the town's forgotten buildings, she unknowingly brings color back into Arnaut's world. With each passing day, their connection deepens, but ghosts of their pasts threaten to pull them apart. Cynthia is running from a love that nearly destroyed her, and Arnaut fears letting someone in again. When the past finally catches up, they must decide- are they willing to risk everything for a love they never saw coming?/0/27859/coverorgin.jpg?v=0709970bfecd1f5fe412002907769292&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Detective Series: Reed Bryst
"My life is a one great big mystery. Every glance I take, drowns me into clues with unsolvable questions. Strange is normal and ordinary is rare." -Reed Bryst Detective Bryst, one of the known detectives in the world shall encounter a mystery harder than any other. He'll came across confusion as he solve each puzzle pieces given through death. Everything will turn out fine, not until he reminisce the daughter of his client. He will fall with deception. Abandoned by vulnerability he'll be crushed by his past. But though there are struggles, two chained heart shall never be separated easily. Born with extraordinary detective skills he will travel the depths of every ocean to look for the culprit, scorching every seashell hoping for clues. But what if his one great big confusion returns? Will their past hinder them? Or will it make them stronger? As the son of the senior detective, he was expected to do his best, but how will a man with a broken compass navigate his way? Will he still be able to be a detective? Or will he give up what he has and try to move on as an ordinary man born as a humdrum./1/107329/coverorgin.jpg?v=e65c8d950d6b1e9633296a5916e3973a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Married my Ex-boyfriend's Elder Brother After Breaking Up
Before the engagement ceremony began, Bowen Green was nowhere to be found. He merely left me a message. "Rosie had a heart attack. I must go and stay with her. Let Bowen handle today's wedding ceremony for me. It's just a formality anyway." Dressed in my wedding gown, I stared at the photo of him and Rosie Price embracing tenderly in the hospital. My fingernails dug into my palm. At that moment, I didn't show my anger. The door opened, and Brice stepped in, clad in a black suit. He was tall and imposing, with a suppressed darkness swirling in his eyes. I looked up at him, rumored to be cruel, and suddenly smiled. "Brice, do you dare to marry me?" Brice's eyes deepened, locking onto me like a wolf. "Leyla Yates, you're asking for it."/0/19255/coverorgin.jpg?v=1069c46c100d9cf605720fc46003de90&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Spitfire's Revenge
Adrian Ryan Wright. Lily woods. WARNING: I suggest you if you're under eighteen and couldn't handle the craziness of dark romance, then please don't read this book. It would be too dark to fuck with your mind. Blinded by the bad temper, Adrian saw the daughter of that person whom he hates most as his only way to leash his monsters out on her for quenching the thirst of his revenge. For him, his vengeance was the only reason why he was taking his breath and for completing it, he will go to any extent. Deep, Savage, raw, brutal, ruthless, hardcore were just mere words for him to torture her till she wish for the death to come. Welcome to the journey of Spitfire's Vengeance where you'll couldn't help yourself from feeling the urge to cry, scream, curse, runaway but still you will not be able to stop your heart from beating a little faster./0/80109/coverorgin.jpg?v=81bc1a5039b38b983bef085a157bfbe5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Anniversary, His Betrayal
I clutched a vintage watch, my perfect anniversary gift, driving towards the hotel. Three years—three secret years with Ethan, my boyfriend, the man I believed saved my life. Tonight was meant to be the perfect surprise, a celebration of our love, our future. Then I saw him. Not alone, but cradling his disheveled ex, Sophia, dismissing my brother’s frantic warnings. My world shattered as Ethan’s cold words echoed: "Olivia? She was just a stand-in. Convenient." The earth tilted when Noah, my brother, burst out the truth: "That wasn’t even you, Ethan! Liam Peterson saved her!" The man I’d adored was a fraud. My three years, our "love" – a cruel charade built on a lie he'd actively perpetuated. He then let his toxic ex publicly humiliate me, accuse me, and even physically attack me, leaving me broken. All while he shielded her. How could I have been so blind? This wasn't just heartbreak; it was the obliteration of my entire reality. The hero I cherished, a coward. The love I believed in, a calculated lie. Why? What monstrous game were they playing? From the ashes of betrayal, a new fire ignited. Ethan Vance thought he’d broken me, but he’d only unleashed a Hayes. I moved to London, not just escaping, but prepared to reclaim my truth and forge a life that would burn brighter than any star./0/84020/coverorgin.jpg?v=2cbed5f39923d7ed0e3980921d552134&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Ruin to Riches: His True Love Story
The stale air in City Hall felt heavy, pregnant with the promise of my future. Today, I, Andrew Fowler, was finally signing the domestic partnership papers with Jennifer Smith, the grand precursor to inheriting my family' s massive fortune on my 25th birthday. Five years I' d poured into this relationship, a future meticulously planned. But then, Jen' s phone buzzed. Her usual mask of indifference finally cracked, replaced by genuine panic as she frantically tapped the screen. She barely acknowledged my question before snapping, "It's nothing. Just Tyrone. I have to go. Now." She stormed out, leaving the clerk and me stunned. Moments later, a text from her lit up my phone. It was a photo: Jen, beaming, entwined with Tyrone at the airport, his arm possessively around her. The caption burned into my eyes: "Tyrone is fine with you being my side piece, learn to be grateful. Once your father's assets are legally tied to me, I'll see you once a week. Be a good boy." My world shattered, not with a bang, but a cold, sickening clarity. The woman I thought I loved had betrayed everything, not just my trust, but our entire five years together. She was a viper, a parasite, and her grand plan was about to kick off my humiliation. Every single moment, every claimed memory, every sacrifice, had been a lie. But as I looked at the abandoned documents, a strange calm settled. No. This wasn't the end. This was the beginning. I picked up my phone, my voice steady, and made a single call./0/49291/coverorgin.jpg?v=c8e3ce26e8a5ef078b91424a268fab4c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The CEO's Second-hand Bride
On their wedding night, Nadine's husband told her he was impotent. Having no feeling for him, she accepted the situation without protest. It was later revealed that her husband lied. He didn't want to touch her as he had someone else in his heart. After getting a divorce, Nadine found herself receiving ridicule from many people. They thought she would never find another man to marry her, but Nadine soon married a wealthy and dashing CEO. "Honey, people keep saying that I'm not deserving of you since I'm a divorcee," she complained. "Who the hell said that?" her CEO husband replied in a deep voice. Little did Nadine know that he had been trying to get her for ages, ready to shower her with unparalleled love./0/56800/coverorgin.jpg?v=510cbbfd828be1bfa5046b68aedcb1db&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Billionaire Bride after one night
Cursed with the worst luck in the whole universe, Stacy Reeves holds on to the last piece of hope she has for a perhaps better life. This too comes crashing down after a very reckless night with a stranger at a nightclub who turns out to be a popularly dangerous Italian billionaire, Andre Rosello which leads to an unexpected and unwanted pregnancy. *** Andre Rosello is a 27-year-old billionaire with barely any good memories in his life. His father had been in the mafia all his life and had trained him to be just like them - the ruthless beatings and starvation all in the name of boosting his endurance. His childhood was not quite a bed of roses and his adulthood was far from it. Much to his father's disdain, Andre doesn't end up following his line of work, instead, he builds his own company from scratch and makes a name for himself defying his father for the very first time. Pressured with a thousand and one responsibilities, Andre just had to let his mind be free for a while. A baby was not on his mind when he took the enthralling and sexy woman he met at the nightclub to his bed. When hit with reality, Andre doesn't know what to do. He wasn't ready to be a father, he didn't think he would ever be fit enough to be a good father. He wanted to be better than his father but he didn't know how to. So when threatened by Stacy's sister to take responsibility for his seed or have his hard-earned name ruined, Andre has no other choice than to accept this new responsibility, even if it meant getting married to her with a 6-year contract and even if it meant defying his father again and making an enemy out of him. What happens to Stacy now? Will her life take a better turn or would it get even worse? Will Andre give fatherhood a chance and love as a whole? Will these two grow to love each other or will they leave each other after 6 years runs out? If they do decide to stay, will Stacy and her child be safe with the mafia Andre had refused to be part of coming back to take revenge and his father still bitter from his son defying him decides to resort to violence like he always did, only this time, more extreme?/0/38184/coverorgin.jpg?v=51f1489ac4742b87b9310c91011d4075&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Daring Wife of the Prime Minister
Stella Judd worked hard for her entire life, in return, she only got endless deception and oppression and died without dignity. However, she was reborn with time turning back. She vowed to never again let anyone who had bullied her get anything out of her. She got away from a very vicious family and got rich by her own hands. Nevertheless, she felt in love with a cripple. Although he was a cripple, Stella wanted to protect her husband and live in peace, but she didn't expect that her crippled husband suddenly turned into the distinguished Prime Minister! What's more, not only he was not lame anymore, but also he walked with her through life and death./0/22071/coverorgin.jpg?v=dff64358efbf1423fc5eafd1138f06f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wing Of change
After six years of working tirelessly with every other thing in her life taking the back seat, Aria suddenly decided it was time she kick off her working shoes and live the life she had pushed right under the rugs as she came up with a to-do list which were not so complicated of course but easily said than done right? Especially when life doesn't always give us what we want. Frank Okoji a perfect description of a ruthless and mean boss. Most feared by his employees and hated by those who can't attend half of what he has achieved in just a short period of being the CEO of one of the most talked about exporting company in Nigeria when compared to how poorly his counterpart had performed in the same span of years when placed on the same paddle stone . Could it be his no nonsense working attics or his success story that he owes solely to his gem of an assistant in which no one took notice of because of her non existence nature in the company. What happens when his most loyal and workaholic assistant of six years suddenly turns in her resignation without as much as a reasonable explanation other than living the life she thought she could be missing out on. Will he let her walk right out the door or do whatever it takes to keep her by his side but on the second thought;one would be forced to wonder if his quest to keep her at his side at all cost is all work related as he claims or they is much more than he is willing to let on/0/82925/coverorgin.jpg?v=e269fde71eb1b2070198f846065f9085&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Blind Wife Who Saw Everything
I sacrificed everything for Michael Thorne, the ambitious man I loved and believed in. My promising career, built on integrity, crumbled when I took the fall for his unethical land deal, my name tarnished, my reputation destroyed. The immense stress manifested as psychosomatic blindness, transforming my vibrant world into an indistinct haze, making me completely dependent on him. He vowed to be my eyes, a low murmur of reassurance, his control a heavy cloak I mistook for devotion, as he built his real estate empire on the ruins of my life. For years, I was a captive in our luxurious city apartment, a gilded cage arranged for my impaired convenience, subtly controlled by the man who claimed to protect me. But then, a miracle: my vision, slowly, painstakingly, began to return, a fragile hope I nurtured in secret. Eager to surprise him, I cut my therapy retreat short, only to silently unlock our door and find him in bed with his conniving junior associate, Tiffany. My newly restored sight, cruelly perfect, illuminated the stark, undeniable intimacy, a betrayal that stole my breath and shattered my soul. The man who vowed to be my eyes, the one I had given everything for, had been reveling in my dependence, enjoying the power of my blindness as he carried on his affair right under my nose. The shock morphed into a cold, unwavering resolve; my heart, once broken, hardened into stone. I would pretend I was still blind, still naive, enduring their thinly veiled cruelty and arrogant entitlement. But as I stumbled, feigning helplessness, I would meticulously gather every piece of damning evidence. I swore to reclaim my life, my heritage, and my true self, leaving him to face the very ruin he built for me. He thought he had absolute power over his blind, docile wife, but he was about to discover what a woman with nothing left to lose, and everything to see, could truly do./0/48196/coverorgin.jpg?v=c45e7a4ef0edc311b6fced2c5a376760&imageMogr2/format/webp)
WE MADE A DEAL
Ivy, having lost her memories for reasons she was unaware of, worked at a cafe, only to get recognized by a well known tycoon as Flora. She claims she isn't the one he's looking for but he was better off making a mistake than taking chances in missing her. She was still adamant and thus, he decided that she'd have to pay for his extremely expensive coat that she ruined with her accident. Having no choice, and refusing to go to jail because of an accident, she decided to make a deal with him. She'd be his maid, his employer and at his neck and call and he'd let go of the case. Unknowing to her, she was indeed Flora, his past lover and the girl he has been searching for for three years. The dangers that follows, brings them closer but all the while, she feels that he only treats her the way he does because she looked a lot like Flora. But that was definitely not the case. Find out how this secret mafia lord gets back the love of his life./0/87931/coverorgin.jpg?v=8ded562f4e95aa49cfe31f091a327c3f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reunion With Ex-boyfriend After Rebirth
Love wasn't what brought us together, but making this marriage work was what I've held on tightly to for five years. Enduring every pain he caused me, and when I lost our baby, he didn't care. And after five years of torture... when I had nothing to offer him now, he threw a divorce paper in my face and said icily. "Sign the paper, Eloise. Rose is pregnant with my child, and I don't want her to feel uncomfortable with you around here.""You can't do this to me, Lucas. I'm pregnant with your child."I tried to save our marriage... I still held on until the end, but as I drowned in fire and called him to save me, he went for his mistress instead, and left me to die. And as I breathed my last, I only had one wish... To be reborn. So I could make them pay for everything.And just when I thought it was all over, I woke up... This time, I was reunited with the important person that I once lost... My ex-boyfriend. This time, they will regret everything.../0/18473/coverorgin.jpg?v=45db6d74fa882e1e06b7e11f4554cd7d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
If You Want Me
She is drunk by her sister who is jealous of everything she owns. She accidentally goes into his room, where they have a one-night affair. She has an unexpected baby of them. Unable to resist great pressure from her family and his threatening, she chooses to marry him. Faced with many obstacles, she wants to end this unstable marriage, but is refused by him. Could they dissolve all misunderstandings and move on?/0/28485/coverorgin.jpg?v=94ad54511ff9303147f5841da8b0c0f6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Destined to Love
Work! This was one word. The word that Lola's life revolved around. when her mother gets sick and needs Surgery. Lola and her sister have to work harder than they do to pay her hospital bill with help and support from their friends. Well this was the plan till She fell in love with a certain Young master. The young master is smitten by his maid. What do they say about dating your boss?/0/83238/coverorgin.jpg?v=375e6993c47c89fc6d7609cd53c45aec&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Secret Daughter
I saw him on the magazine cover, Ethan Reed with Chloe Davis, the "perfect couple." Seven years I' d told myself running was for the best, for his success. But seeing the tech billionaire celebrated still felt like a punch. Our past began with debt: my family' s help for his sick brother, twisted into forcing him to "choose" me over childhood friend Chloe. Then the nightmare: my possessive love destroying his life, with a miserable child at its core. Two pink lines confirmed I was pregnant with that child, forcing a terrifying decision. The decision was brutal: I told him our relationship was a "game," then vanished. Alone in London, I raised our daughter Lily, convinced I' d saved him. Five years later, Lily' s severe nut allergy, identical to Ethan' s, innocently revealed all. His raw whisper, "She's mine, Sarah. Lily is my daughter," shattered my facade. Then, an anonymous text with my secret dream's details: Does he know why you ran away? My blood ran cold. How could anyone know? Was my sacrifice a sinister lie? The truth unveiled: Chloe wasn't just a rival. She was a puppet master, feeding us both orchestrated nightmares. She built a manipulative prison of fear. Now, as her schemes explode in public, the true battle for our fragmented family begins./0/85741/coverorgin.jpg?v=6a36592a1f28487407d5d83ad6a3179e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayal's Wake: A Wife Scorned
The clear blue water shimmered, and beneath me, my seven-year-old daughter, Lily, swam like a tiny mermaid. It was in these quiet underwater moments that I, Ava, felt closest to her, the wall between us finally seeming to dissolve. Then, her small fingers, meant to grasp my hand, wrapped around the hose of my regulator. She pulled. The mouthpiece was ripped from my mouth. My vision blurred as I choked, a terrifying gush of bubbles replacing my smile, my lungs screaming for air. What struck me most, though, wasn't the panic, but the cold, deliberate focus in her eyes as she swam away, leaving me to drown. Back on the boat, shivering and gasping, I watched my husband, Jake, arrive. He didn't come to me, still wrapped in a scratchy towel and dripping saltwater. He went straight to Lily, holding her tight, asking, "Are you okay, princess? Did she scare you?" His eyes, chips of ice, finally landed on me. "What did you do?" he demanded, his voice low and menacing. Lily, buried in his shoulder, sobbed, "No, I didn't! Mommy got angry and took her own mask off! She scared me!" My head snapped up. The lie was so quick, so easy, so utterly believable to him. His shadow fell over me, and he hissed, "You can't even take care of our daughter for one afternoon without some kind of drama. Are you that desperate for attention?" He didn't believe me, not for a second. He just sneered, "She's seven, Ava. What possible reason would she have to do something like that?" The cold of the deep water was nothing compared to the chill settling in my bones. I was utterly alone. That night, Jake revealed the bitter truth: I was never Lily' s mother, just a "vessel" for Olivia' s child. The marriage, the contract, the baby-it was all a calculated trap. "You have no idea what you've done, do you?" he snarled, grabbing my chin, "You've upset Lily. Badly." Then came Lily's seventh birthday party, where she subtly cut my dress strap, exposing my C-section scar to everyone. As I stood humiliated, she beamed, "Ew, look! Look at her ugly scar! It's so gross! I'm going to be sick!" The realization hit me: this wasn't a childish prank. It was calculated. My heart, already shattered, felt like it was being ground into dust. All I had endured crystallized. I picked up the small scissors she'd used. "You wanted to cut something, Lily?" I asked, my voice terrifyingly calm. Before anyone could react, I plunged them into the magnificent birthday cake, stabbing again and again, destroying the perfect castle. "There," I said, dropping the scissors. "Happy birthday." I walked out of the ballroom, leaving the stunned silence, the screaming child, and the ruins of a life I was finally ready to abandon. My phone rang; it was Olivia' s mother. "You can't leave! Think of your duty!" she shrieked. "That poor child just deliberately humiliated me," I replied, then Lily's voice came on, "I hate you! I wish you would die like my real mommy did!" Suddenly, it all clicked: they had used me. I was a placeholder, a prop. A bitter laugh escaped me. "You can have the ring. You can have the house. You can have the clothes. You can have the whole damn life. I don't want it." I pulled the SIM card from my phone, letting it fall into the bushes. As I reached the front door with my single small suitcase, Jake blocked my path. "I've already figured it out," he announced, "We'll send Lily to Switzerland. Then you can come back, and we can go back to normal." I looked at him, at Sarah clutching his arm, at Lily cheering, "Is Sarah going to be my new mommy now? You have to leave with nothing. That's what happens to bad people." They wanted to strip me of everything. And in that moment, it was exactly what I needed. "Okay," I said, a real smile on my face. I let go of my suitcase, leaving it on the marble floor. "Okay, Lily. I'll leave with nothing." I turned my back on them all and walked toward the open door, a wave of intoxicating freedom washing over me. Just then, a piercing scream from inside shattered the quiet. Lily. A decorative candle had fallen on a velvet curtain; flames were already licking their way up, and Lily stood frozen in terror. My body moved before my brain could process-she was a child, in danger. I ran back inside. I grabbed Lily, turning my back to shield her, just as a burning curtain rod crashed down on me. The pain was searing, but I held her tight, pushing her into Jake' s arms. "Get her out!" I choked, tasting blood. He grabbed Lily, his face pale, but then he looked at me, covered in soot, my hair singed. "Ava! What did you do now?" he roared. That was it. The last piece of my old life turned to ash. I had just saved his daughter, and he was screaming at me. An incredible lightness filled my chest. I felt profound pity for them, trapped in their beautiful, burning prison. "Seven years," I whispered, "It was only seven years. I can afford to lose that." I turned away from the sirens, from his accusing face, and started walking down the long, winding driveway. No shoes, torn clothes, my back screaming, gravel digging into my bare feet. But I didn't care. The pain was real, it was mine, and I felt alive. I walked on, into the darkness, not looking back./1/114369/coverorgin.jpg?v=f88ca611f4c6034fa5d88b12f591a72e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
