Romance Billionaire Books Novels & Stories

My body sagged, knees weak. Mia rushed to my side, eyes wide. “Amara, do you even know who that was?” “Some arrogant jerk?” Her jaw dropped. “That was Damian Cruz. The billionaire.” My stomach flipped. My entire life flashed before my eyes. Billionaire? Damian Cruz? As in Cruz Holdings—the man who owned skyscrapers, shipping lines, hotels? Perfect. Just perfect. I hadn’t just ruined someone’s morning. I’d ruined a billionaire’s suit. And maybe my life along with it.

Everyone cheered. Ava and Maria quickly covered the twins' eyes. "No peeking," Ava laughed. "But we want to see!" the girls protested, trying to pry their hands away. "Wooahhh!" Danielle screamed before leaning closer to Kate. "Seriously... just how rich is Lucian?" Kate folded her arms with a smirk. "Check the billionaire rankings. He's always near the top." Danielle stared at Bella in disbelief. "Fuck... how do I become Bella?" Kate immediately frowned.

Instead, as I stepped inside, a sharp awareness slithered down my spine. I didn’t belong here. The room was bathed in golden light, the faint scent of fresh roses lingering in the air. But beneath the floral sweetness, something richer lurked—money, power, exclusivity. It dripped from the silk-draped furniture, the gold-trimmed mirrors, the towering shelves filled with books that probably hadn’t been touched in years. But none of it was as overwhelming as her. Serena Lancaster. The celebrity model. She didn’t just belong in this world—she ruled it.

“Maybe it’ll make them squirm.” He tilted his champagne flute in a mock toast. “You know, I missed this version of you.” “This version?” He gave a teasing grin. “The one with fire in her blood. The Sophie who terrifies billionaires without saying a word.” She smirked, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “That Sophie is tired. She just hides it better now.” Alexander’s brow creased slightly, but he said nothing more.

Think you can work your magic? Liam chuckled. "You want to crash a billionaire's gala, huh? I should've known. What's the angle? Chasing the high life again? Axel grinned wider. "You know me, always thinking ahead. There's going to be a lot of people there, and I got me eye on a few opportunities."

"I'm glad you like them, ma'am. Now, shall we head downstairs for breakfast? The boss and his wife are waiting for you." Katiya nodded eagerly, eager to meet the people who had shown her such kindness. As Katiya descended the grand staircase, she couldn't help but marvel at the opulence of her surroundings. The mansion exuded an air of wealth and sophistication that she had only ever seen in movies or read about in books. Each step she took seemed to echo through the spacious foyer, serving as a reminder of just how far removed she was from her humble beginnings in Oscaria.

Love was one of the fairy tales Laura had stopped believing in. She was rich, independent, and influential. She didn't feel the need of having a man in her life. But things changed when she met a charming billionaire. He was everything she had wished for. Laura was now wrestling with her wild desires as she tried to contain her emotions and keep a tough persona as an independent lady. See how the story unfolds in Laura's journey of love.

I was nearly 30, and while people say that its young enough to dip into more endeavors for trial and error, they didn’t realize how volatile the marriage industry was in the world of billionaires. The faster the money came, the faster it went. I couldn’t keep working myself to the bone and expect to live peacefully. This club was the one thing that could finally be the key to earning while having the time to actually relax for once. I needed this. “Hey,” I greeted him as I walked towards the balcony. “What’s up?” “I’ve been reading the news,” he sighed. “Are you all right?” “There wasn’t much I could do about Cristo and Suzan,” I sighed. “She was the one who wanted to back off.”

I want her to know how much I want her and want to be with her, but I don’t want to scare her off. “What were you reading on the balcony?” I asked her. “Just a romance book,” she replied. “It’s about a mafia princess who falls in love with a guy in the mafia, but she’s betrothed to someone else. It’s very well written.” “Sounds like a great love story. One you could tell your kids,” I smirked. “Well, probably not all the violence and sex,” Isabella giggled. “True,” I chuckled. “What are you doing tomorrow?” I probed.

"It's unbelievable so I wanted to hear it from you, is it true?" "Of course", I chuckle nervously, jerking my hand from his hold. "I am married to Rocco Lorenzo, the most handsome and richest billionaire in New York." Get that into your f***ing skull! I almost scream at him in addition. His jaws drop and he looks hurt all of a sudden. Maybe he thinks it was a rumor. Maybe he never expected that I would be married at this age. "Val, I'm sorry. You need to believe me…"