Romance Books for Women
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Between two CEO
Julia was anxious, it was almost time for her to slip out to the gaming house, she wasn't afraid not one bit but she would hate for her to be caught. What a scandal it would cause for her family that the eldest daughter of the Cavendish was nothing but a vile woman not to be associated with, not that it bothers her what the ton has to say about her but she is worried that should she be caught her sister Camila might lose her chances of making a suitable match with a Duke or an earl./0/24091/coverorgin.jpg?v=037c1adc077a93cd473cfa4ad0894c2b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Masked angel
Masked angel? Is he really a masked angel?; Meet Kelvin Linton, a business tycoon with fame. He is famous and known for his mask. He is always wearing a mask and has never shown anyone his face. Everyone bows at his feet through his fitness and status. But meet her, Odette Simeon. Definition; sassy, bold, mouth runner, fast talker, beautiful, sexy, figure 8 shaped. She was hired in the tycoon's company and her boldness caught the attention of her annoying boss. She got a desperate motive to see what was under the mask and bowed to one day get the mask off his face. Let's read through the anticipating story./1/122177/coverorgin.jpg?v=00d8f665009d0b0f68e1012348ca136e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Sold To My Ex's Billionaire Uncle
Kelsey's son was dying, and the medical bills were a six-figure death sentence. To save him, her stepmother forced her to a hotel to sleep with her loathsome fiancé. But she entered the wrong suite and spent the night with a terrifying stranger. The next morning, she saw the magazine on the table and her blood ran cold. The man was Burleigh Mckay IV, the ruthless, untouchable billionaire—and her fiancé’s uncle. She ran, but a man like him owned the world. He tracked her down and threw a brutal contract in her face, buying her body for three months in exchange for her son's life. She became his secret possession. Her fiancé publicly dumped her for his mistress, and her stepmother threatened to have her son killed in the hospital if she didn't extort five million dollars from the billionaire. Driven to a corner, Kelsey took a dangerous stunt double job to earn the money herself. But the lead actress was her fiancé's mistress. She deliberately pushed Kelsey into a deep water tank, triggering her crippling phobia of drowning. As the dark water filled her lungs, Kelsey felt nothing but agonizing despair. She had sold her dignity, her body, and her soul just to keep her son safe, yet they still wanted her dead. Just as she lost consciousness, a massive splash broke the surface. The untouchable billionaire had dived in. And as he dragged her out and breathed life into her lungs, he finally recognized her scent. She was the nameless girl who had saved his life five years ago./0/87448/coverorgin.jpg?v=e6f92f5c361c4dd025b9ae11ebbe1d4e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Goal! The Manchester United City Captains
Maya Davies is the midfield maestro of Manchester United City's women's team, a rising national star obsessed with proving her team's worth in a world dominated by men's football. Leo Sterling, the dazzling captain of the men's squad, is the club's golden boy, charismatic and undeniably talented, living under the intense spotlight. Their first encounter is a clash of competitive spirits and fierce personalities, fueling a rivalry both on and off the pitch. As training sessions, club events, and a shared passion for the beautiful game force them into constant proximity, the initial sparks of antagonism begin to morph into something undeniably alluring. But in the high-stakes world of professional football, where every move is scrutinized, can two fiercely independent leaders find common ground – and a love – that defies public expectation, club politics, and their own competitive hearts? Their greatest game might just be the one they play for each other./0/92454/coverorgin.jpg?v=769fad4e27d5671a7f1b2cd494790665&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Seventh Chance
Vincent had an admirer who was relentlessly devoted, pursuing him for seven years. This woman was of average appearance and circumstances, yet she never gave up on him. Initially, Vincent felt nothing but disdain for her, telling her off harshly and repeatedly, which was unusual for someone who typically adhered to social decorum. However, Mira accidentally discovered what Vincent had saved her contact as in his phone. He called her darling./0/81347/coverorgin.jpg?v=1981d9fb5e9ab7015d467ee32a0738f0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Senator's Secret Son
I' m Sarah Jenkins, an independent graphic designer who only longed for a child, not a husband. Five years ago, after a traumatic past, I built a quiet, safe life in Northern California with my son, Leo. I was finally marrying Mark, a kind, stable man, promising us the uncomplicated future we deserved. But peace was fleeting. A week before my wedding, Jax, security chief for Alexander Sterling-the powerful man I' d fled-appeared. He knew. They found me. Then, Alexander himself stepped from a black SUV, confirming my greatest fear: my meticulously faked death and new identity were exposed. The once-amnesiac man, now a formidable Senator, was intent on reclaiming what he believed was his. He publicly crashed my wedding, declaring Leo his son and me his wife. He tore apart the quiet world I' d painstakingly built, leaving me utterly exposed before our stunned community. My heart pounded with terror. Six years hiding, fearing discovery, only to be dragged back into his dangerous orbit? The abandonment, the cold payoff, years of fear-all surged back. What did Senator Sterling, a man of immense influence, truly want from the woman he' d discarded and the child he' d presumed dead? Then he knelt, not accusingly, but with a profound plea. He presented a stunning prenuptial agreement securing my independence and Leo' s future. He hadn' t come to control, but to confess, commit, and offer a path I never dreamed possible. Was this a genuine chance, or a trap disguised as freedom?/0/51624/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7760b193126c15b01909383c73fff86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Captured By The Mafia Boss
Unbeknownst to Heaton , the man she met that fateful day would alter her life in the most dreadful manner. She was on the verge of being forcibly wed to a ruthless loan shark, courtesy of her conniving uncle's family. Just when she found a way to escape, everything crumbled as Noel , the dreaded kingpin of the underworld, ensnared her, robbing her of the one thing she cherished most—her freedom. Noel basked in the fear, respect, and reverence his name commanded in the city. But his reputation faced an unexpected trial when a familiar stranger brazenly pilfered from him right under his nose. A simmering anger fueled his relentless pursuit to hunt down the audacious pickpocket. Once he captured Heaton , Noel was determined to make her pay for dHeaton ng to cross him. Meanwhile, Heaton harbored an intense loathing for him and would stop at nothing to break free from the clutches of the menacing Mafia. Little did they know that amidst the chaos, an unexpected twist of fate might lead to a heart heist like no other. Read on to unravel the captivating tale./1/117484/coverorgin.jpg?v=6ba7ec5611d826afa2dc652d409acbac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Genius Bride's Secret Contract Marriage
For twenty years, I obeyed my adoptive family, enduring my stepsister's mockery and my parents' cold neglect. But at a lavish hotel party, my stepsister forced a glass of spiked champagne into my hands. As my vision blurred and a strange, creeping heat consumed my body, my adoptive mother looked at me with ice-cold eyes. "We raised you for twenty years. It's time you paid us back." They had sold me to a sweaty, middle-aged businessman to save their failing company. I watched the man approach with a triumphant smirk, his oily hand reaching out to claim me. A wave of sheer nausea and profound betrayal hit me. I couldn't believe the people I called family were treating me like livestock to be traded. Using my last ounce of strength, I shoved him away and fled down the maze-like hallway. Terrified, dizzy, and desperate to hide from my pursuers, I stumbled into a random unlocked suite. I crashed into a tall stranger with sharp gray eyes before the world went completely black. When I woke up, I was in a presidential suite, wearing a man's oversized silk shirt. Sitting across from me was Damian Blackwood, the ruthless billionaire CEO and uncrowned king of Wall Street. I thought he would hand me a check to buy my silence or throw me back to my abusers. Instead, he looked at me calmly and offered me a deal. "Marry me, and the Foster family will never dare to touch you again." I looked at the marriage contract, took a deep breath, and chose to survive./0/80252/coverorgin.jpg?v=d00fc151fd22b4c5c58749ed7ba5a293&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Terminal Illness, Her Eternal Penance.
Ava Miller had it all: society status, designer clothes, and a marriage to Liam Carter, her quiet, long-suffering husband whom she openly despised, often favoring her charming ex, Noah. In his final months, battling a terminal illness, Liam made one desperate request: five shared "experiences" before their divorce. Ava endured them with bitter indifference, fueled by Noah’s constant disdain. After Liam's quiet death, his friend, Ben, meticulously engineered revelations: Liam was "Cipher," a renowned hidden artist, whose private works hauntingly depicted Ava, each stroke a testament to his profound, unrequited love. The truth shattered Ava: the man she tortured was her silent devotee, while Noah, her trusted confidant, was a lifelong deceiver who actively orchestrated her scorn, even impersonating Liam to gain credit for his selflessness. Consumed by agonizing guilt and explosive rage, Ava lured Noah to a desolate, abandoned cellar, locking him inside to face a slow, agonizing demise. Now imprisoned, reading Liam's unedited journals, she finally confronts the immeasurable love she destroyed, embarking on a desolate penance for the love she recognized too late./0/45523/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ef788d9db741522b42f20a0b31187ce&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire's Sudden Lover
It wouldn't be out of terms to say that the life of the billionaire playboy, Trevor Munroe, was rudely interrupted on a fateful night, by a stranger. But falling in love with that stranger was the least thing he could ever imagine, even in his wildest fantasy. But such was the complication he found himself in. And being given an ultimatum by his father, he is left with no choice but to dance to the tone he had set. With time, secrets gets revealed and truths are laid bare. Will this love stand the test of time as loyalties are tried? Was all this but just a game? And did fate bring them together to tear them apart?/0/90264/coverorgin.jpg?v=447b988da8c972c039db2ff03e534ae8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Ashes to Phoenix: A Love Reborn
I pulled my fiancé from a car wreck just seconds before it exploded. The fire left my back covered in hideous scars, but I saved his life. For the four years he was in a coma, I gave up everything to be his caretaker. Six months after he woke up, he stood on stage at his comeback press conference. He was supposed to thank me. Instead, he made a grand, romantic declaration to Estelle, his childhood sweetheart, who was smiling from the audience. His family and Estelle then made my life a living hell. They humiliated me at a gala, ripping my dress to expose my scars. When I was beaten in an alley by thugs Estelle hired, Julian accused me of making it up to get attention. I lay in a hospital bed, bruised and broken, while he rushed to Estelle’s side because she was "scared." I overheard him tell her he loved her and that I, his fiancée, didn't matter. All my sacrifice, my pain, my unwavering love—it meant nothing. To him, I was just a debt he had to repay out of pity. On our wedding day, he kicked me out of the limo and left me on the side of the highway, still in my gown, because Estelle faked a stomach ache. I watched his car disappear. Then I hailed a taxi. "The airport," I said. "And step on it."/0/18303/coverorgin.jpg?v=e6fcb2671bf9d9fb676fde8091b8dc26&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Spoiled Girl
Emily, was a just simple girl living a simple life when one day she received a call from the police that changed her entire life. Everything that happened since then was nothing short of a roller-coaster ride. She soon found out that her long-time boyfriend, Jack Newman, was cheating on her with her best friend. As if things weren’t bad enough, she accidentally ended up in Jack’s uncle’s car, where they ended up – doing it. Soon, Emily found herself in a tug-o-war between her ex, Jack and his uncle, Jacob./0/84163/coverorgin.jpg?v=9e195236afd8e47edf89a29d72008ce0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Political Asset, Her Perfect Revenge
It started as our eighth wedding anniversary, a day I used to circle with a red heart, but this year the circle was empty. I baked Andrew, my rising City Councilman husband, his favorite chocolate lava cake, hoping to surprise him at his "late-night strategy session." Instead, I found him at a high-end steakhouse, clinking glasses with his sycophantic aides and his 21-year-old intern, Madisyn, practically glued to his side. Hiding behind a pillar, I heard him laugh and call me his "perfect political asset," a "boring sedan" he was "stuck" with, admitting he "can' t even stand to touch her anymore." The words hit me harder than any physical blow, crushing eight years of foolish hope and love. Andrew returned the next day, reeking of Madisyn' s perfume, offering fake apologies and a lavish trip, still lying even as her texts buzzed relentlessly on his phone. The next shock came at a clinic where I' d gone to confirm I wasn't pregnant; I overheard Andrew coldly demanding Madisyn get an abortion, threatening to ruin her life if she didn't-all to protect his career and public image. I knew he was selfish, but this was monstrous; he' d destroy anyone, even his own child, for personal gain. That's when I decided I would burn it all down. The game changed when Madisyn, pregnant again, brazenly texted me taunts and ultrasound photos, claiming Andrew was moving her into a luxury condo near me. She celebrated my broken marriage, boasting Andrew found me "old and dried up," but she had no idea who she was truly up against. I calmly sent her the recording of Andrew coercing her into an abortion, and her frantic pleas instantly confirmed her terror. The polite wife who endured humiliation was gone; I was ready to use every weapon at my disposal. I left the luxurious life, packing a single suitcase, leaving divorce papers on his desk, and booking a one-way flight to Rome-ready to start over. Andrew' s desperate phone calls to "fix things" were met with my chilling truth: "The problem is you." He tried to trap me by withdrawing the divorce papers, but with one furious kick to his groin, I made my intentions clear. That night, utilizing his mother' s desperate desire for an heir, I forged a medical report stating I was barren and anonymously sent it to her. She immediately forced Andrew to sign the divorce papers himself, ironically ending his own quest for a legacy. At his lawyer's office, Andrew pleaded for me back, still blind, clinging to the naive idea it was just about another woman. With a final, devastating blow, I handed him his true fertility report, revealing his low sperm count and the tragic irony: he had forced Madisyn to terminate what was likely his only chance at a biological child, the heir he so desperately wanted. Watching him crumble, finally understanding his self-inflicted destruction, I knew I was truly free./0/86666/coverorgin.jpg?v=95a3a8cfd8ec8cb7e79a01c46ded5b1a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Convenient Marriage, Shattered Dreams
My plane landed smoothly, yet my heart churned with a nervous hope. I hadn' t told David I was coming, hoping to bridge the growing chasm in our two-year "convenient" marriage-a partnership built more on family connections than genuine affection. But as I watched David Hayes' s assistant, Sarah Jenkins, casually link arms with him at the airport, her "smooth and practiced" voice oozing familiarity, a cold dread began to set in. She looked like a model, not the efficient helper David had mentioned. Her eyes, bright and confident, scanned me from head to toe, making me feel like a specimen under a microscope, an intruder. "You have to be careful, Chloe. Men can get tired of the same old thing. It' s good you came to check up on him," she purred in the car, a thinly veiled warning coated in false sweetness. My husband, David, just gripped the steering wheel, his knuckles white, and offered a weak, dismissive laugh. He didn't defend me; he managed the situation. That night, alone in his hotel suite, scrolling through a torrent of screenshots Sarah had mysteriously sent, my world shattered. "It' s a convenient marriage, Sarah. You know that. It' s not about passion." "You and me? We' re about everything else." The words, his words, tore through me like a physical blow. He had a whole vibrant life here-concerts, dinners, milestones-a life I was excluded from. My once protective, encouraging husband, the boy who called me pretty, was gone, replaced by a stranger who saw me as a "plain," "boring" obligation. The next day, during a forced shopping trip, he picked out a scarf for me. "Sarah has one just like it. She has amazing taste," he said. Then, he bought an identical one for her, right in front of me, using our "fresh start" as a cover for his infidelity. "People might compare," he fretted, not worried about me, but about what Sarah or his circle would think if we wore the same thing. My humiliation turned to ice. Then, Sarah appeared, melting into tears at the sight of the scarf, claiming they had picked it out. David, without a moment's hesitation, bolted after her, leaving me standing alone on a crowded street, holding the symbol of his betrayal. "He chose her," my mind screamed, the realization a stark, brutal clarity./1/107785/coverorgin.jpg?v=345269bfbab83db12d7bf671d1061a9e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Billionaire I couldn't hate.
New York City is a place where reputations are built carefully,and destroyed just as quickly. Five years ago, the Hart family's respected business collapsed under mysterious circumstances, leaving them disgraced and financially ruined. Since then, Isabella Hart has lived quietly on the modest side of the city, keeping her past buried and her life carefully controlled. Nathaniel Blackwood lives in a different world entirely. Young, powerful, and dangerously private, the billionaire strategist commands boardrooms and fortunes with effortless precision. His life is defined by control, discipline... and a loneliness no amount of wealth can hide. When Isabella's path unexpectedly crosses with Nathaniel's, two very different worlds collide, but as their connection deepens, secrets from the past begin to surface, threatening to expose the truth behind the Hart family's downfall. And the closer Isabella gets to the man she was certain she would hate... the harder it becomes to walk away./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!/0/38327/coverorgin.jpg?v=57ef096f8e2950b9ee380037ccb537c1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Feel At Home
Kelly Clark lived with her grandmother since she was a baby. She had been wondering where her parents were. Where her family was? She only knew her grandmother was the only one who cares for her wholeheartedly, so she tried her best to improve herself in every field. When she was 18, she knew the truth that her mother was murdered by her father’s mistress. At the same time, her grandmother passed away because of illness. Under great sadness, she came to City W to find her father to feel the warmth of family. To her surprise, her stepmother sent people to kill her. Full of anger, she decided to revenge .../0/59446/coverorgin.jpg?v=dc30f5a685cad740c39702f8a557731b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love By Contract
Keisha, an ordinary college school girl was forced to marry Brendan, the heir to the largest mafia group in New York City, in order to pay off her late father's debt, and for her grandfather's surgery. But the Mafia boss offered her freedom, and the cancellation of her debt if she lived with Brendan for thirty days, and none of them fell in love with each other. Will thirty days be enough to break the iced cold heart of the ruthless, spoilt and arrogant playboy mafia?/1/120300/coverorgin.jpg?v=d2412bc3e0ce1c476405b7f0c5a91770&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Roommate's Billionaire Boyfriend Broke My Heart
Four years ago, Dianna confronted Holden about their secret, tender night at the beach house. Instead of acknowledging it, he dragged her into a dark alley, threw a thick stack of cash at her feet, and told her to name her price to disappear. He looked at her with utter disgust, claiming he was blackout drunk that night and that she was nothing but a pathetic mistake he wished never happened. Shattered, Dianna fled to Los Angeles, spending four agonizing years erasing him from her life. But tonight, her roommate proudly brought home a new, wildly wealthy boyfriend—Holden. He treated Dianna like a piece of furniture, pretending they had never met. When she slipped and fell in the freezing rain, he simply stared at her bleeding on the pavement, withdrew his hand, and coldly walked away. Dianna thought her heart couldn't break any further, until her roommate happily bragged about her new boyfriend's perfect self-control. "Holden basically never drinks. He's always completely sober." The words hit Dianna like a lightning strike. The drunken excuse was a lie. He had been completely, coldly sober when he invented that cruel charade just to destroy her. Why? When Holden unexpectedly knocked on their dorm door moments later, locking his dark eyes onto hers, her roommate innocently asked if they knew each other from high school. The desperate, pleading girl from four years ago was dead. Dianna met his gaze with an impenetrable, icy mask. "No," she said. "I don't know him."/0/83068/coverorgin.jpg?v=4a44c0e3db43ce895430e275a409d3be&imageMogr2/format/webp)
