Fantasy Books for Women
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Electra
Electra tells an electric tale of a young girl named April. After encountering a strange rainstorm in a terribly realistic dream, April wakes up to new changes around herself. She is suddenly transformed and has electrifying power beyond her, that causes disasters around her when out of control. Although it gets her to places others could never get to, she is yet to see the dark side of this power... It poses as a threat that could wipe out the whole world and her own existence. Would this be the end for her and the world? Or would these electrifying powers become her new beginning? Find out as you journey into this story, you don't wanna miss out! đđđ *Extract From The Story* April's eyes welled up with serious tears. Her exposed palms collected them and lightening striked in the sky, then more came running down her cheeks. Before she knew it, her tears disappeared, and her eyes glowed with an electric blue light. Her palms started shocking with visible electricity around it, and her hair glowed and glowed with electricity. Her personality changed completely, she looked like an electric goddess. " Electra!!!" She heard them screaming in her head. Her eyes became fierce, and her aura was murderous. She snapped her face towards the car door. When her eyes met the car door, it blew off the car and was sent flying to everyone in front of it. The big metal door hit them and they landed upon the ground while the door stayed heavily upon them. Aaaaaarrrrgghh!!!" She screamed monstrously while electricity emitted from her body, and the force of her voice came like a strong wind... You want to read more right? Then click on the story to continue./0/21561/coverorgin.jpg?v=8a51cbdd9d892037d6a3dc65e5c5cd45&imageMogr2/format/webp)
If The Crown Fits(Book 2)
Second Book of "5 Princes and I" Rosalie Amber Stan's world is now upside down. Not only is she supposed to learn about her dead kingdom but she actually has to learn how to use her powers alongside her familiar, Custard. Adding to her list of problems; the rogue king, King Ferius, will stop at nothing until he gets ahold of Rose's blood. So it is now up to the princes to protect her until she learns how to protect herself. Which could take a while with her refusal to cooperate with them. Will Rose be able to master her powers and learn how to defend herself? Will she be able to learn more about her heritage and revive her dead kingdom?/0/80936/coverorgin.jpg?v=a0e9a4ba33cd600003915193a1a528eb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Million-Dollar Revenge
My name is Sarah Miller, and I'd just hit the lottery for millionsâa life-changing sum. I had a loving husband, Mark, his family, and my sweet five-year-old son, Leo. Our Memorial Day road trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains promised a perfect getaway. But a chilling current ran beneath their forced smiles. At a breathtaking scenic overlook, the man I trusted most, my husband Mark, pulled me close. Then he pushed. The air rushed past, a brief, sharp pain, and then, nothing. My spirit, unseen, lingered. I watched my murderersâMark, his mother Brenda, and his sister Jessicaâcalmly walk away, plotting to claim my lottery money. But the true horror struck days later: my beloved son, Leo, called another woman "Mom," revealing he was never mine, but Mark's and his mistress Tiffany's. My entire life had been a meticulously crafted lie. My love, a mere pawn in their cruel deception. The fiery pain of this betrayal ignited an inferno of rage and a singular desire: for them to suffer just as agonizingly as I had. Then, darkness. I woke with a gasp to sunlight. The calendar read Memorial Day, the morning of the trip. This wasn't a nightmare; it was a miraculous second chance. An icy resolve hardened my core: They would pay. Every single one of them./0/79963/coverorgin.jpg?v=ec3c0a2669021ad2f7dfd7ed9562470c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Daughter of the empire
She thought she was human. She was wrong. For fourteen years, Miri lived a quiet life, sheltered by the lies of loving parents who kept her hidden from a world that would tear her apart. But when tragedy strikes, the truth unravels with brutal force. Her name. Her identity. Even her safety was never hers to begin with. She was living under the mask of a dead girl. Alone and hunted, Miri survives by clinging to the shards of a life built on secrets. For five years, she finds purpose in another soul as broken as her own. Together, they learn to breathe again until one reckless mistake shatters everything she fought to protect. When her deepest secret is exposed, the truth doesn't just haunt her. It crowns her. Now, with seven fiercely devoted brothers capable of shaking kingdoms and a prince willing to burn the world for her, Miri must decide: hide in the ashes of her past or rise and claim the power that was always hers. She is no one's pawn. She is a queen in the making and queens don't bow. Not even to fate. Even the weakest claw can draw blood. But Miri was never weak. She just hadn't unleashed her strength yet./0/67634/coverorgin.jpg?v=7c4b4134856f6590af84382a29614653&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mason's Revenge
Mason, a daring explorer of ancient tombs, endured relentless suffering and torment while serving under his ruthless superior. Ultimately, he fell victim to treachery and met his demise. When Mason regained consciousness, he found himself transported back in time to an era predating the existence of the Crypts, equipped with a sophisticated system enabling him to acquire potent relics of immense power. Armed with foreknowledge of the future yet stripped of his former abilities, Mason seizes the opportunity to lay claim to these fabled artifacts before anyone else. His ambition drives him to aspire to the mantle of true Emperor and seek retribution against the corrupt rulers of the past. However, the lingering question remains: can he outwit those fated to ascend to power once more, or are the threads of history doomed to weave the same tragic tapestry anew?/0/74773/coverorgin.jpg?v=d7e655bfb043e3e84da2d621940c3e81&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Black as Night (Tales of Axalia)
Jade Black, who has always branded herself as an outsider, has had an utterly normal life until out of nowhere, she begins having strange visions and developing peculiar new powers. She soon discovers that she is no normal human; rather her roots lie in magical Axalia, a realm where power and destiny go hand in hand. Her journey to figure out her identity and unlock the power within her is facilitated by Aliaksei Thorne, aka, Alex, a dashing and enigmatic warrior who comes to escort her to Axalia. However, this journey is bound to come with peril because her enemies will stop at nothing in order to come to grips with her true potential. While escaping deathly dangers and unearthing ancient secrets alongside Alex, Jade discovers that he is her fated mate which complicates their already perilous mission. Time is not on their side and with impending danger closing in, Jade has the task of controlling her powers-will she meet the ultimatum? In a world full of lies, who can she trust? Will Jade accept her fate or are her enemies waiting in the dark going to snuff her power out for good?/0/80289/coverorgin.jpg?v=6de18a92b869409d874f134c1385d249&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Fiancé, My Murderer
The Greyhound bus hummed, a low rumble promising a new life at the Boeing apprenticeship program, far from this dead-end town. My fiancĂ©, Jake, stood blocking the bus depot doorway, radiating control, scanning the street for Brittany Smith. But this wasn't the first time I'd lived this moment; in my last life, Jakeâs hands had closed around my throat on our wedding night, his eyes blazing, blaming me for Brittany's tragic end. Now, I was back at the same bus stop, and he was once again holding everyoneâs acceptance letters and bus tickets hostage, waiting for her, wielding a Zippo as a silent threat. He reveled in his power, convinced his County Commissioner fatherâs influence was an impenetrable shield, openly mocking our desperate hope to escape this town. The chilling truth hit me like a physical blow: Jake was reborn too, seemingly to ensure Brittanyâs success this time, but embodying a far more calculated cruelty. Why was fate so twisted, bringing me back to this precise, suffocating moment of manipulation, when the memory of my horrific death still burned? This time, I let my hand fall from his arm, a silent promise to myself that my feigned compliance was a trap heâd never see coming. Because this time, I was playing a different game, armed with the precise knowledge to expose his familyâs corruption and Brittanyâs lies, ensuring their carefully constructed dreams would spectacularly collapse./0/32272/coverorgin.jpg?v=8b9197dd01d9380fd681906941a89488&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wolves And Vampires
The story of a Lycan and his Mate, and the devil who threatened to tear them apart. And the story of Three powerful vampire Kings and their fragile mate. Mysteries, the darkness of the past, and storms ahead, Can any of them make it to their final destination? Or they will get lost in the waves of time? Two stories, six lives, one book, one desired ending and demons of the dark. Read to find out their Journey./0/64717/coverorgin.jpg?v=b0ce004cb13623120e594708b5ad9b67&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Moonlight shadow's
BLURD: ''In the Shadow, Darkness reigns. But Emilia's love can be the light. After Ryder's shocking betrayal, Emilia must navigate treacherous alliances, ancient prophecies and forbidden love to save him from the Shadow Realm. With loyalty tested and deception lurking, Emilia's determination ignites./0/24161/coverorgin.jpg?v=e2bc7b60ebae4f41cc4db44945c54bc9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hunt For Freedom
Katalea was born a werecat. There wasnât a time when she could remember being just âhumanâ. Now, as she grows and powers develop she discovers that all freedom isnât free. There are those who would like to see her Pride extinguished. Will she be able to rise to the challenge and lead her people to freedom? Will she be able to accept the responsibilities of being the only royal alpha?/0/23837/coverorgin.jpg?v=b20efed5f9bc42c3f17a6c45051c2d8b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Do not awaken the Undead king
His name is Raive. The one who, 700 years ago, had lost. The necromancer who conquered half the world with an army of the undead, but then was buried alive under a terrible curse: never to die, never to be saved. He was so feared that all necromancy curses were buried with him, so that never again could such a dangerous magician arise. Angelina â a weak historian-necromancer whose only talent was a flawless grasp of the language of the dead. Fate willed it that she find a mysterious gravestone and break the seal holding the one who was never to be released: Raive â the King of the Dead! What will happen to them next? Will the Undead King help this unknown girl or will he use her mysterious blood to regain his own power and speed his way to the throne? What can they both do when passion begins to ruin all their plans, and dark desires call forth the worst poison?/0/85807/coverorgin.jpg?v=fcf803d017d7789d244ac3ff7565ec3b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Betrayed By Family: A Daughter's Vengeance
My summer internship was everything: a path to my dream career in marketing, years of hard work finally paying off. Then my parents dropped a bombshell. My estranged rockstar uncle was gravely ill, and I, his favorite niece, had been chosen to be his full-time caregiver. They spun a tale of liver problems, but a glowing blue text only I could see whispered a darker truth: "They' re not worried about his health, they' re worried about his royalties. Rick' s music just got licensed for a huge movie. They want to make sure they' re in his will." My refusal was met with a cold, hard slap across the face, and the devastating news: "It' s done, Chloe. There' s no internship to go back to." They' d sabotaged my future, then casually explained: "We' ve already made the arrangements." The email from my dream firm confirmed it: "rescind our internship offerâŠwish you the best in your recovery." Recovery? What were they talking about? They took my ID, my money, my car keys. Then I overheard my mother' s chilling words: "Rick' s viral load is extremely high⊠a little contact⊠a shared utensil⊠a simple solution. Once she' s sick too, she' ll have no choice but to be quiet." My own mother was planning to infect me with HIV. I bolted, running into the night, only to find my father' s mistress and instigate a chaotic scene, creating my escape. But they weren' t done. A viral video appeared, featuring my tearful parents. "Our daughter, Chloe, is very sick," my father stated, "She contracted HIV through a promiscuous lifestyle⊠she developed a severe gambling addiction. She stole all of our savingsâŠ" Hatred flooded the comments. My name, reputation, and future were completely destroyed. Who would believe me over my grieving, concerned parents? I was utterly alone, but one thought burned through my despair: they wouldn' t get away with this./0/73478/coverorgin.jpg?v=57d567b75e3dbe9b59685b9392e838a9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Eclipse Of The Heart: A Second Dawn
Betrayed by her mate and exiled from her pack, Lyra's only crime was surviving the night that shattered her world. Pregnant, hunted, and left for dead, she faces the frozen wilderness until a violent storm leads her to Jarek-a lone wolf with eyes like smoldering amber and a past as dangerous as the sanctuary he offers. In the shadows of the reclusive Nightclaw Pack, Lyra finds uneasy refuge. But trust is a luxury she can't afford, not when rogue wolves stalk the borders and her unborn child's mysterious power threatens to ignite a war. Torn between the ghost of her first love and the pull of a man who awakens forbidden desires, Lyra must decide: guard her shattered heart, or risk it all for a second chance at a bond that could save-or destroy-them both. In a world where loyalty is written in blood and secrets bite deeper than fangs, can a rejected mate outrun her fate? Or will the truth of that cursed night bury her alive?/0/84834/coverorgin.jpg?v=ccd9e3a674d292a009b909c6b9b8085a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Mute Muse's Revenge
For nine years, I lived as a ghost, tethered to Ethan Blackwood. The art world knew me as "A.N.", the mute artist madly in love with the city's most renowned and arrogant art critic, a story they all enjoyed. They didn't know the truth: nine years ago, my younger sister Lily was dying, and desperation led me to the mysterious Muse System. The price for her life? My voice and identity, transforming me into Ethan' s dedicated muse, his silent shadow. I endured his daily humiliation, his condescending words, and his blatant preference for Vivienne, his "white moonlight," while I mimicked her style, sinking into debt. Tonight was our seventh anniversary, also my 28th birthday, but he never came home, the special meal growing cold as the clock ticked past midnight. He finally stumbled in at 2 AM, reeking of alcohol, saw my absence, and woke me with a snarled command: "Draw my bath." My bare feet slipped on a stray drop of water, sending a searing pain through my leg as I fell hard on the marble floor, but he just watched with pure indifference. Then his phone chimed, his voice instantly softening, humming a happy tune as he spoke to Vivienne, admiring a sculpture he' d bought her-a fortune spent while I bled myself dry for his approval. That night, my own sister, Lily, called, shrill with accusation: "Vivienne is so upset! Ethan belongs with her! You need to divorce him and disappear!" Days later, my grandmother assaulted me at a family dinner, shoving me until my head met a sharp table corner, a flash of white pain and then darkness. I awoke in a hospital, my mother dismissing my concussion as "drama," and my grandmother asking the doctor, with strange hope, "Is she going to die?" Vivienne visited, placing lilies to trigger my allergy, then feigning a cut to get Ethan' s attention, successfully turning his rage on me. He dragged me from the bed, forcing me to my knees before her, demanding an apology I couldn' t give, leaving me there, alone and humiliated. The next blow came from Vivienne again, a "calculated" trip that sent scalding coffee all over me, leaving me crumpled on the floor with second-degree burns while Ethan checked on her, blaming me for the mess. No one helped me, not him, not the servants, as my heart, a dead, calm sea, felt nothing but resignation. The Muse System finally alerted me to the severe toll the mission had taken: a terminal diagnosis with only a month to live. Ethan, completely oblivious, brought Vivienne to an obstetrics clinic, where she brandished a sonogram: "It' s yours, Ethan. We're going to be a family." I learned then everything I had sacrificed for was a lie, and there was no longer any turning back. My one goal remained: to reclaim my identity before the end. I called Dr. Alex Carter: "I want my old face back... I want to die as myself."/0/53038/coverorgin.jpg?v=e461ffa581bfd07da8084104906a1dd1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I'll Get My Revenge This Time
Livia Lumiere Carlos is a beautiful lady. Others were always deceiving and tricking her. She had difficulty on their hands. Others used her as an errand girl - their slave - while mocking her behind her back for her brilliant mind, commitment, and innocence. But when her husband cheated on her with her best friend, she decided enough was enough. However, Livia died of a sudden heart attack with her dying wish to turn back time. "Whoever stands in my way, I will mercilessly trample them," she promised. "Livia, the slave and errand girl, is no more."/0/80941/coverorgin.jpg?v=8dc7597f7fc223a7783ce2527b2b89cb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late For "I Love You"
My career as a restorative artist thrived, a perfect mask for the gaping hole my estranged mother left. For years, I'd demonized Eleanor, especially after my father's tragic death, blaming her for everything. So, when a Jane Doe, brutally disfigured, landed on my marble slab, it was just another case. Until I saw it: a familiar, faint burn scar on her forearm. I dismissed it â "evil people live forever," I'd sneered. Then, the pieces clicked. The police timeline, a chilling echo of my last, dismissive phone call with my mother. My colleague pointed out the scar was deliberately removed. Sam, an old family friend, ambushed me, his words a painful hammer. Eleanor had longed for reconciliation, had baked my favorite apple pie for her birthday â for me. He confessed that my father, Richard, had lied about everything. A detective's grim call confirmed the worst. My heart seized. The woman I'd just worked on, the "Jane Doe," was my mother. The woman I'd scorned, the woman whose death I'd scoffed at, was now lying on my table, her face meticulously rebuilt by my own hands. My last words to her, "Stop trying to ruin everything with your drama!", rang in my ears. How could I have been so blind, so cruel? This was the horrifying truth staring back at me. This was Eleanor. And now, I would find out what truly happened./0/46550/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d8bec23669b9c5e4b6e8b4d93a7395f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Oath and the true queen
"Why do you think this ugly woman is my queen, Annalise?" he blurted out, his tone indifferent. Instantly, a pang of regret coursed through him, but he refused to retract his words. His petty side took over, and he couldn't bring himself to admit how her beauty enchanted him. Marilyn remained silent, her hazel eyes revealing the hurt he had inflicted. "No! NatalĂ would never choose such an unworthy queen for me. She looks so old," he scoffed, casting Marilyn another disgusted look. Only the goddess chooses the true queen, and only chosen can wield the power of her tears. But an Oath to the goddess must be fulfilled no matter what. After being in a loveless and a childless marriage for eight years, Marilyn suddenly found out that her husband wasn't her true husband and she must marry the King of Nayak if she wants a child of her own. Will she follow her path as the goddess chosen? Or will she stay in an abusive marriage and continue to endure insult because she is barren?/0/82564/coverorgin.jpg?v=4446b987e54e0c50cf5753278a790181&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loved Him Once, Cursed Him Forever
Years ago, I, Elara, the last Silverwood Spirit Keeper, poured my very life force into the man I loved, Jackson Thorne, using forbidden magic to save him from a deadly illness, forever binding a part of my spirit to his. But his gratitude withered into monstrous ambition, and the man I healed partnered with a vindictive lawyer, Tiffany, to unleash a fiery devastation upon my sacred Silverwood, burning our ancestral grove and slaughtering my peaceful tribe. Now, a captive in their opulent lodge, built upon my people's ashes, I'm forced to endure a grotesque "celebration" where Jax and Tiffany auction off my tribe's most sacred relics, mocking my heritage and even branding me like cattle for my defiance. As I watch my history turn to smoke and feel his corporate mark burning my skin, a searing injustice consumes me-how could the man I loved become such a monster, reveling in the utter desecration of everything I hold dear? But with a final, desperate breath and the last sacred seed in my palm, I begin an ancient chant, unleashing the forbidden Soul-Echo ceremony, a terrifying spiritual reckoning that will force him to experience every agonizing memory, every ounce of my love, my sacrifice, and the unbearable pain of his betrayal, even if it's the last act of my shattered life./0/87107/coverorgin.jpg?v=7a95c1dd5e12bb7374b27da6ee79c06e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Caged By His Love
Zaya Monroe has always lived by rules-survive, stay hidden, and never trust anyone. But when her identity is accidentally exposed during a failed escape from her abusive foster home, she falls into the hands of someone far more dangerous: Kael Donovan-a ruthless billionaire known for his cold heart and darker secrets. Kael doesn't believe in love. When he discovers Zaya's ties to a man who betrayed him years ago, he decides to take her-not for revenge, but for possession. She'll be his until he decides otherwise. Caged in his mansion, surrounded by luxury but starved of freedom, Zaya refuses to be broken. But Zaya's fire starts melting Kael's icy exterior. As the lines blur between obsession and affection, Kael must choose: protect his heart or risk everything for the woman who was never meant to be his./0/50446/coverorgin.jpg?v=d846fb09da3f7ef19a540d4e9d72d567&imageMogr2/format/webp)
