Best Romance Novels

My husband claimed he brought the surrogate into our bed to save my life. He said the Hatfield Curse killed every Alpha female in childbirth, so he needed another vessel for his heir. He swore it was just a clinical duty. But when he intercepted the "rogue" I was desperately trying to smuggle out of the pack lands, his duty turned into slaughter. Archie stood over the burlap sack that held my secret four-year-old son. He believed his mistress’s lie that the sack contained a dangerous weapon. I screamed until my throat bled, telling him it was his own flesh and blood inside. Archie just sneered, calling me insane. He raised his heavy military boot and stomped down hard. I heard the sickening crunch of small ribs snapping. A tiny, wheezing voice drifted from the flattened sack. "Pa... pa..." Archie froze for a second, but paranoia won. He stomped again, crushing the last breath out of our child. He ordered the "rogue trash" to be thrown to the scavengers and cast me into the dungeon to be torn apart by feral wolves. He thought he had saved the pack. He didn't know he had just murdered the only son who had survived the curse. I didn't die in that cell. I let the ocean take me, only to be pulled out by his greatest rival. Now, three months later, I’m walking back into his life. Not as his wife, but as his executioner.

In the glittering skyline of Lagos, where power and ambition rule, twenty-two-year-old Cynthia-Rose dreams of success but is trapped in the relentless grip of family struggles. When the enigmatic and wealthy Chief Fredrick Mba, a man old enough to be her father, offers her a life of unimaginable luxury... at a price, her world tilts on the edge of danger, desire, and deception. It is a deal of power, control, and temptation. A marriage not born of love, but of circumstance. As Cynthia-Rose steps into Fredrick's world of opulence, she finds herself caught in a dangerous game of desire, manipulation, and secrets that could destroy everything she holds dear. In a city where nothing comes free, and love has a price. Can Cynthia-Rose navigate the delicate balance of all give and all take, or will surrendering to temptation cost her more than she ever imagined?

I was the wife of Callan Drake, the man who conquered death to save me. Our love was a modern myth, and for five years, I was his most prized possession, living in a gilded cage everyone envied. But on our fifth anniversary, I discovered his perfect devotion was a lie. He was cheating on me with his mistress, Ericka. I followed them to a crumbling shack and heard her cruel words slice through the air. "She's a broken toy," she whispered to him. "A barren queen who can't give you an heir." Then I watched as he pulled her into his arms, their silhouettes twisting together in a sickening dance of betrayal. The man who had moved heaven and earth for me was giving himself to another woman. Everything I believed in was a carefully constructed illusion. He had saved my body, but he had just killed my soul. So that night, I gave him one last gift. While he was distracted at our anniversary gala, I left the dissolution papers on our bed and walked away forever. By midnight, I was gone.

He's vulgar. He's cruel. He's childish. A proud, entitled, sexist fuck-boy who has no iota of regard for girls and only sees them as nothing less than a mere conquest object for his sick, twisted sexual fantasies. He's all shades of red. I know that. Very well. More than anyone else. And yet... He's all I can think about. He's taken up every single space in my head for free, and I'm beyond obsessed at this point. Every day I think about him. I can't help it. I crave his attention like I need it to survive, I burn his touch, I ache for his... mmm! I shouldn't want him. I know I shouldn't. Especially since he's the son of the very man who broke my family apart. But as I said, I can't help it. He's just like poison... like sin... so deadly... and yet feels so right... so... sweet! His name is Devin Sinclair. And if I'm to be honest... I'm not so sure how much longer I can resist him for. .... Following the devastating scandal that broke her family apart, Tamara Hamilton moved to Palmridge to escape all the unending assault she received, hoping for a fresh start. But that was nothing more than just a fairytale. There she meets Devin Sinclair, the popular, egotistical fuck-boy, who happens to be the son of the very man who broke her family, who soon became her deadly obsession after one unprecedented incident, throwing her life off course. Now she's fighting her newfound obsession... resisting him as much as she can. But deep down, she knows. His mere presence set her whole body on fire. His touch makes her feel things she wasn't allowed to feel. And every minute of the day, she thinks about him. She knows. She knows she can't keep resisting forever. She knows that her walls will come crashing down... sooner or later. But she hoped never. Only time will tell. ... NB: This book explores themes of enemies-to-lovers, forbidden student-professor age gap and bisexual romance. It is rated 18+ as there will be explicit, graphic content between chapters. Please, read at your own discretion. Due to the nature of this book, there will be frequent POV changes of these characters between chapters. Happy reading : )

On our tenth anniversary, I found the divorce papers my husband, Drake, had secretly filed a year ago. That same night, I watched him walk into our favorite restaurant, his arm wrapped around his pregnant campaign manager, Chelsea. I soon learned his plan was more monstrous than a simple affair. He had tricked me into signing the papers, intending for me to raise his mistress's child as my own-a perfect political cover for the wife who couldn't conceive. When Chelsea later faked a fall and blamed me, the hatred in Drake's eyes confirmed everything. "If anything happens to her or my child," he snarled, shoving me aside, "I will never forgive you." He didn't know my secret. After twelve agonizing rounds of IVF, I was finally pregnant-with twins. He had made his choice, and now I was making mine. I would disappear with my children, and he would never see us again.

On Christmas eve, I had prepared a surprise gift for my boyfriend of five years, but I was surprised instead... He had been seeing another woman. Worse still, I walked in on him, banging her. Broken, I left in the middle of the night, but what I didn't know was that I would run into a scary creature that night that changed my life forever. Alpha Kael... The man whom even his presence carries a strong intimidating aura, yet pulls me in. The man who makes me feel safe, yet torments me. Watch him burn the world for me...