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Romance Books for Women

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Perhaps Meant To Be's Our Specialty.

Perhaps Meant To Be's Our Specialty.

Love is citrusy. It can be sweet as it is sour... Medical school. Check. Wonderful grades. Check. Famous parents. Check. Great love life. Skip. There's nothing Abigail Espérer wants more than to flee her parents suffocating shadows and save lives, so internship is a cape day for her. Graceland hospital seems to be the perfect place to make friends and live freely without the pressure of being offered a couple of bucks in exchange for a picture with her parents. Everything is perfect... Until she runs into Jack, her freakishly handsome supervisor which happens to be her first love. Her only love infact... And no matter how hard she tries or how much she would give to have him talk to her like he once did when they laid under the stars, but perhaps some wounds take time to heal and some won't just heal...   Jackson Heartland has always wanted to be a doctor. He had never been so sure about anything else before. He'd also wanted a big house, a large bookshelf, a dog to go to country games with and a wife to love. Without a doubt he knew Abigail was it for him right from the very first sticky handshake, her quirky spirit was just as magnetic as her beauty... But if wishes were horses then his seven-year old self would ride all day. He may not have gotten everything he thought he couldn't live without, but his life at Graceland was good and coffee made it greater, so when he bumps into twenty eight year old Abigail at the elevator he wants nothing more than his life to go back to the way it was_just coffee and routine_but love just doesn't work that way... It never has.

His Cruelest Game

His Cruelest Game

For three torturous years, I lived as a ghost in my own life. Haunted by the car crash I believed killed my sister, Savannah, and crippled her boyfriend, Ethan, I dedicated myself to his care. He was my tormentor, using my guilt as his chain. Then, one stormy night, I walked into a honky-tonk bar and heard the laughter. It was Ethan, boasting to his friends: "Three whole years she's bought it. Wiping my ass, feeding me like a baby, all because she thinks she crippled me." My world didn't just crack; it shattered when I saw him stand and dance. His paralysis was a lie. My three years of devotion, his meticulous act of revenge. He didn't stop there. He moved me to a dusty tack room, forced me to watch him replace my sister, and then, in a sadistic climax, lured me to a hunting cabin. There, he and his friends humiliated me, filming my terror. Broken, I faked my own death, escaping to Oregon, shedding my identity to become Anna. I found love and a future, finally breathing again. But fate has a cruel sense of irony. Ethan, now truly paralyzed by psychosomatic trauma triggered by my "death," was sent to a clinic in my new city. Our eyes met across a busy street, and his desperate cry, "Sarah!" tore through my new life. He tried to control me again, but I was no longer the girl he broke. Standing tall with the man I loved, I unleashed three years of silenced truth. "You killed Savannah," I declared, exposing his role in her desperation. "And the hunting cabin? You filmed that for amusement!" He stared, utterly defeated, as the truth of his monstrous acts finally consumed him. This time, I didn't run. I stood defiant, free, ready to marry the man who showed me what true love was. My past was behind me, and my own future, filled with quiet happiness, had just begun.
Sold To Mr. Lawson

Sold To Mr. Lawson

It all began with two hundred million dollars. "Going once, going twice, and Selena Moore is sold to Maxwell Lawson!" Because of a certain rule in Cline's auction event, Selena was picked as one of the items that would be bid on. The rule is simple: the winner would get a one-day date with the item they won. Unexpectedly, Selena was bought by Maxwell Lawson—the CEO of Zuiqe—who is infamous for his ruthless and devilish personality. And when she thought the absurdity would end after her one-day date with him, a deal was made between Maxwell and Selena's boss. "I'll collaborate with Mercian. But on one condition." Maxwell smirked. "Give me Selena Moore." Dwaine Scoth, the CEO of Mercian, who is desperate to save his failing company, is blinded by greed and power. He sold Selena—his secretary, friend, and first love—to Maxwell Lawson to save his company. Betrayed by her first love, Selena was forced to become Maxwell's secretary. Although she was confused by his sudden interest in her and his strange behavior, she had already decided to get into Maxwell's wrong side and make him terminate the contract himself. However, "If you're thinking of purposely getting on my bad side to get fired, give it up. Because no matter what you do, I won't let you go." Despite her efforts, Maxwell had no intention of letting her go. Just why is a ruthless man like him too obsessed with keeping her? What sorts of secrets and dangerous love would she get with Maxwell?
Pregnant for the C.E.O

Pregnant for the C.E.O

Pregnant for the C.E.O (He raped me) Meet Jennifer Wilson,a beautiful, fair in completion,tall,curvy lips and have a curvy ass She is an epitome of beauty of whom no guy can resist her She lost her parents both mom and dad when she was 10 years and her wicked step aunt by the name Claire who also lost her husband took Jennie to her home but treat her like a maid Before Jennifer's dad died,he is a rich man who owns companies,land,houses and farmlands but Claire took over everything and still make her life a living hell What happened when aunt Claire sent Jennie in the night and that's how she was raped by the unknown Alex Andrew at his drunk state What will be her faith Alex Andrew populary known as A.A is a rich influencer and owns a branding company,he is to be described as harsh,rude and arrogant He has a girl friend named pink who goes around sleeping with different men's despite the fact that he is rich and handsome Infact every girls crush He was so heartbroken when he caught her for the 10th time cheating on him and had to break up with her and that's how he was drunk and rape the innocent Jennifer As faith brought upon them Alex appointed Jennie as his new secretary without knowing she is the girl he raped due to the darkness of the night both of them can't figure out the person he raped and Jennie the guy that raped her What happened when they get along preety well before she find out she is pregnant Find out in this interesting, romantic story of kween Kik
When The Tesla Called

When The Tesla Called

The automated call from the Tesla came at 10 PM, shattering the illusion of my perfect life with Ryan. "A collision has been detected. The registered owner, Ryan Scott, may be unresponsive." I rushed to the ER, dread gripping my heart, only to find him on a gurney, pale and sweaty. But he wasn't alone; Sylvia, his brother's widow, was clutching his hand, looking disheveled and frantic. Then, my childhood friend, Dr. Andrew Lester, delivered the chilling truth: "There was no collision. Mr. Scott experienced... an acute allergic reaction. Anaphylaxis." A severe latex allergy, exacerbated by "strenuous physical activity." The words hung in the air, heavy and obscene; the pieces clicked into place with sickening finality. It wasn't a car crash. It was sex. In his car. For seven years, I had downplayed my family's wealth, my education, my ambitions, all to prop up the myth of the "self-made" Ryan Scott. For this? His blatant lies the next morning, about "bad shellfish" and needing me to pick up his impounded Tesla, were a cruel joke. The car reeked of stale champagne and cheap perfume, brazenly displaying a high-heeled shoe and a torn silk blouse; his contempt for me was physically manifested. But their sick game was about to change. When Andrew, my childhood friend, quietly appeared at the impound lot, I made my decision. "The marriage. With your family. I told my father yes." My path was set: cold, clear, and utterly decisive.