Fantasy Books for Women
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Second Life, New Rules
My first life ended with the smell of cheap whiskey, a throbbing leg, and the bitter irony of my ex-wife' s golden boy getting the scholarship that should have been mine. I died alone, broke, and knowing I was a failure in the eyes of my kids and the woman I' d sacrificed everything for. Then, I woke up. The sun was hot on my face, the air thick with popcorn, and I was nineteen again, in my football uniform, standing on the side of the road. It was the homecoming parade, the exact moment my life had been destroyed. I saw Sabrina Johns, the town' s golden girl, laughing on the wobbly float. In my past life, I' d heroically saved her from that collapsing monstrosity, letting it crush my leg and shatter my future. That act of self-sacrifice led to a lifetime of misery, a marriage fueled by her guilt and my ruined dreams. She' d always despised me, painting me as a cripple who trapped her. To my dying breath, I thought saving her was the beginning of our tragic story. I never knew my future was already stolen, my dreams already dead, long before the float ever fell. Did my sacrifice even matter? What twisted game was this? This time, as the float lurched and the giant hornet head tilted, I didn't move forward. I stepped back. I was back, and this time, things would be different./0/21209/coverorgin.jpg?v=4c3ff0344d21259fa859203a2d99a397&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Supernova
"One can always run but can never hide." When Alyssa's parents gave birth to her, a strange thing occurred which left her parents all shaken up in great fear. At that moment, the best thing that came to mind was to escape which they did but what happened when Alyssa by destiny return to the town her parents escaped from just to save her? What made her? Could it be love or something else. What happened when she got there and found out that she's just not a normal girl but a Supernova?/0/29970/coverorgin.jpg?v=41a73ab54f201a0f9c528acfd38a0310&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dusk and Ice
When Shawn left San Frease for a chance with his mother he never expected to find himself in the midst of vampires let alone expect to be the center piece to some ancient feud. All he wanted was a new beginning with as little as no mistakes but old habits die hard and he can't help the fact that he is drawn to the Storms, especially Kayla Storm, the century year old vampire who plagued his thoughts. Somehow he was a part of their lives and they would have to be part of his new life. When people begin to go missing in the seemingly sleepy town of WhiSare, Shawn and Kayla uncover a plot that is a threat to mankind. But their problems are fast from over when a group of self proclaimed Vampire Hunters from school uncover the true identity of the Storms, threatening to expose them for who they really are. Samantha Reid, leader of the vampire hunters has a bone to pick with the Storms. Her quest for revenge would lead her to the discovery of DeShawn Hunter's true lineage. The first ancient family Vampire Hunters. But Shawn is torn between his bond with Kayla and the killer instincts raging in his blood against her kind. With all these forces against them will they be able to quickly uncover the identities of their enemies before time runs out?/0/18290/coverorgin.jpg?v=624c29bfed092b4cc2d405c381bba8bd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Greek God & The Ice Queen
Craig Stavros, heir to the vast Stavros empire is used to getting what he wants and would stop at nothing until he has what he has set his eyes on. Carrie Ohno's only dream is to become an Olympic figure skater. So what happen's when the Greek God has set his eyes on his Ice Queen?/0/85451/coverorgin.jpg?v=2ce9d0c0593660256f0119e75c923611&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Cold Mother, His Bloody Betrayal
The first gunshot in the library deafened me to everything but my brother Ethan' s jolt and the dark red staining his white t-shirt. He looked at me, mouth open, no sound. He slumped. My body moved before my brain could. I turned and ran. I didn' t help him, didn' t scream his name. I just ran, leaving him there. Because I had done this before. In my last life, I' d called our neurosurgeon mother, Olivia. "Mom, Ethan's been shot!" I' d sobbed. Her reply, cold: "Stop being so dramatic, Chloe. I' m busy getting my nails done with Ashley." Ashley, our adopted sister, was her perfect princess. Ethan and I were afterthoughts. She hung up. Ethan bled out waiting for a mother who thought he was a lie. At the hospital, she arrived, nails perfectly pink. When he was pronounced dead, her world shattered. She lunged at me, screaming. "You did this! You just watched him die! You were jealous!" She shoved me down the hospital staircase. My head hit the marble floor. I died there, just like Ethan. But then I was back, in the library, the nightmare starting again. This time, I knew. Trying to save Ethan would only lead to my own death, blamed, hated, destroyed by a family that was never truly mine. My parents were incapable of love for their biological children, consumed by Ashley. So, for the first time, I chose me. I ran, leaving them and that broken life behind. Let them live with their choices. I wouldn't be their scapegoat. This time, I' d be a spectator. But when they called, crying about Ethan, I knew what I had to do. Not for them, but to reveal their monstrous truth. Heading to the hospital, I wasn't a grieving sister. I was an executioner, ready to make sure everyone saw the final act./0/23157/coverorgin.jpg?v=eef1d14d091753dd72cc14645267ffdf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Girl in Apollo's Oracle
Eleena was starting her day normally when suddenly a strange creature attacked her. In a blink of her eyes, a man showed up and rescued her only to find out that his knight in shining armor is Apollo--- the multifaceted god. Apollo brought Eleena to his world to protect her from other creatures that are after her head because she is believed to destroy the world they are living in. Eleena, who is just a normal teenager, got mixed up in the messy world of the gods and with a handsome and kind god protecting her, it’s not hard to find romance amidst the chaos. Whereas, Apollo swore to keep Eleena from any danger but what if they end up hurting each other? After all, Eleena is still the girl in Apollo's oracle./0/72149/coverorgin.jpg?v=f33845a1db58f32a5c2ee1b3c07f7350&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Tainted Mate
A weak and helpless omega who still hasn't turned at age nineteen, gets her heart shattered into pieces when she sees her alpha mate sleeping with another woman. Treated as an outcast and now she has been rejected by her mate, Francis runs away only to find destiny at the end of a dark tunnel. She comes back to join hands with her ex mate, but not as a weakling but as the most powerful supernatural being on earth. Will duty prevail over desire?/0/84154/coverorgin.jpg?v=99e1f1897a322da7dec9c8d074f8dc53&imageMogr2/format/webp)
From Family Betrayal to Billion-Dollar Empress
The familiar smell of my mother's overcooked pot roast usually meant another forced family dinner, but this time, it was a chilling portal back in time. The last thing I remembered was bleeding out in a hospital, my baby gone, my life over-all thanks to the woman now smiling sweetly at my brother: Sabrina. She murdered my child. This was the day Brian first brought her home. In my past life, this was the beginning of my end, a slow poisoning of my company, my finances, and eventually, my very existence. My mother' s false concern, Brian' s entitled smugness, Sabrina' s cloying sweetness – every interaction was a fresh wound, knowing what they would do. As they pressured me to hire Sabrina for a fake VP job, my past self would have hesitated, tried to be polite, and lost everything. But not this time. The bitter injustice of my previous life, the unimaginable pain of losing my child and my future, burned within me. Why did I ever let them walk all over me? Why did I allow them to destroy everything I built? This wasn't a warning. This was a second chance. I had been given a new beginning, and my decision was clear. I put down my fork, looked each one of them in the eye, and the word cut through the air, cold and definitive: "No."/0/93888/coverorgin.jpg?v=5aed8c92c0faa9abeb96607dc7a2591d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rebirth Of The Alpha Queen: It's Payback Time!
In her past life, Selene lost everything. Betrayed by her stepsister, crippled by poison, and abandoned by the mate she trusted, she died broken and alone. But the Moon Goddess isn't finished with her. Selene awakens at the very start of her tragedy - young, unbroken, and burning with vengeance. This time, the poisoned drink will not touch her lips. This time, it is her stepsister who falls. Armed with the instincts of an Alpha warrior, the mind of a hacker, and the healing hands of a doctor, Selene is no longer prey. She is the storm. Yet destiny has another twist waiting: the cold, untouchable Lycan Prince - the future King - whose gray eyes once watched her die. Now, he cannot look away. Enemies circle, assassins strike, and secrets unravel. But Selene has sworn: In this life, she will rise. She will rule. And anyone who dares stand in her way will kneel. But there's a problem. Will she be able to recognize and reunite with her fated mate from her past life, while the Lycan Prince's eyes are on her? Will she be able to reunite with her fated mate who risked his life to save her on many occasions? Will the desire for vengeance in her heart enable her to love him the way he deserves? Or will her evil step sister succeed in tearing them apart forever?/0/70528/coverorgin.jpg?v=34be29e13dd3603f2158906c4cb08de4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE AWAKENING HEIR AND THE WHITE HAIRED WITCH
Edward Collins, heir to a powerful billionaire family in Barcelona, has always lived a life of wealth and privilege. But everything changes one night when he begins to experience strange, unexplainable transformations. One fateful evening, he gazes into a mirror and is horrified to see horns sprouting from his forehead, fangs in place of teeth, claws replacing his fingers, and his once-brown eyes glowing an unnatural blue. Terrified and confused, Edward collapses, only to awaken to a message that will turn his world upside down. It reveals a hidden reality of supernatural beings, and a destiny he never could have imagined. As he grapples with this newfound world, his friend Liam unveils a secret institute of supernatural humans and introduces him to an institute where those with powers learn to control their abilities. At the institute, Edward meets Marbel, a mysterious white-haired witch. Unbeknownst to them, their past lives are intertwined in ways neither can yet understand. As their connection deepens, the truth of their shared history begins to surface, unraveling secrets that will change their lives-and the world-forever./1/127632/coverorgin.jpg?v=5f9110a597c1f4fdcf6a23026dfa2847&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Prodigy's Spectacular Magical Comeback
For five years, I bled to crown Azure Gale House as the champion, enduring brutal combat drills and toxic draughts for my mentor, Dean Alistair Sterling. But at the exact moment of my victory, a poisoned dagger was driven through my spine. When I forced my head around, I was stunned by what I saw. Alistair stood over me with cold, lifeless eyes, casually wiping my blood from his knuckles like spilled tea. Beside him stood Beverly Wynn, a talentless junior who could barely conjure a shield, looking down at me with gloating pity. Alistair slowly raised the ritual blade, revealing the horrifying truth. "Your core will live forever inside Beverly. Be grateful, child. It is the highest honor you could ever achieve." He had never been mentoring me. All those private lectures and isolating training regimens—he had been fattening me like livestock for the slaughter, just to harvest my flawless celestial core for his favorite puppet. I couldn't fight back. The venom turned my magic into a freezing sludge, locking my muscles as they prepared to flay my soul. Until my dying breath, I felt nothing but pure, unadulterated hatred. Out of sheer spite, I reversed the spin of my core, detonating my soul in a blinding flash to ensure they got nothing but ashes. Opening my eyes again, I was back on the day of the Welcoming Ceremony, exactly five years ago. When Alistair confidently offered me his personal seal in front of the entire school, I smiled and walked straight toward the disgraced, sleeping Dean of the worst house in the Keep./0/61769/coverorgin.jpg?v=4265eacad227665daa2fd544111e19c3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Lena And The Pyrex's Magic
Rumors swirled around the tower, whispers of a curse that had been cast upon it. Some said it was built on an ancient burial ground, while others claimed to have seen shadowy figures lurking in its depths. Lena, a curious and adventurous soul, felt drawn to the tower. She had always been fascinated by the unknown, and the clock tower seemed to be calling her name./0/68907/coverorgin.jpg?v=955e6eb8824d3108b2dba210179fe9a4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The prince that was promised
In a kingdom where power is shaped by bloodlines and secrets, Seraphina Drakemount's fate is tied to a throne she was never meant to inherit. Born the illegitimate daughter of a human king and a mysterious vampire queen, she faces a cruel rivalry from her stepbrothers, who vie for the crown with their own hidden motives. But when the prophecy of an heir from the ancient werewolf clan resurfaces, Seraphina's world is shaken by the appearance of Lucian Greystorm-the last heir to the throne, and a werewolf. As Seraphina is thrust into a dangerous game of politics and supernatural intrigue, she finds herself entangled in a forbidden love with Lucian, a boy destined to be her enemy. With dark forces at play, her mother's death shrouded in mystery, and a hidden legacy threatening to break free, Seraphina must decide whether to embrace her true heritage and fight for the throne or succumb to the chaos that threatens to consume everything she holds dear. Destiny, betrayal, and love collide in this thrilling tale of power, forbidden passion, and a battle for the future of the kingdom./0/54956/coverorgin.jpg?v=22532312abb581bb0af87ccc4a8b6038&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Dare With The Evil
"Is this what you've been looking for‚ woman?" suddenly a playful‚ soulless voice astounded me. Without a second thought I faced that year and looked at it angrily. And there I saw a man holding my clutch and a key. I stood up suddenly and was about to attack it when it suddenly disappeared like a bubble in front of me. "W-what wonder is this?" I asked myself weakly. My hair stood on end at what happened. B-why did he disappear? Magic? Magic isn't real! Unexpectedly‚ I felt a cold sensation behind my back. “Looking for me? Hmmm..” Again that playful voice whispered to my ears. I want to face this person and slap but my feet don't want to move. I'm to frozen to my stead. I can't move an inch or even breathe normally because of this chilling vibes he is emitting. "Why? Scared of? Move‚ woman. Move." He commanded from behind as his voice sounded so dark. "Wh-what are you?" Finally‚ I found my voice. The man encircled me‚ examining every depth parts of me as he kept on playing the keys on his slender fingers. He stopped in front of so as key he's playing with‚ and stood in a dignifying way. He showed a grin as his hand touched my damp cheek. "Do you wanna play a dare with the devil?"/0/71828/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ea602395f882ef20903db869a4364dc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Freda's Freedom
Ken is a shy kid who turns out well, though the contacts and the gym body don't really cover up his shyness, or his brain. Freda is the most popular girl in school, a cheerleader dating the quarterback. A stereotype, who isn't really happy. Together one night, their whole lives will change, if they can find their way back to each other./0/86753/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb5b0550e0e626864a81ed2180231eb3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Kidney He Demanded, My Life
Three years after my supposed death, my CEO ex-husband, Ethan Hayes, served me with a legal notice. He claimed the kidney I had donated to his new fiancée, Olivia Reed, was defective. It was absurd because I was already a ghost, tethered to him, watching him demand my reappearance. To force me out of hiding, he publicly announced he was transferring twenty percent of his company shares to Olivia. When weeks passed with no response, his frustration turned to cold fury. He drove to my childhood home, convinced I was playing games. My sister, Chloe, devastated, told him I had died two years ago. Ethan scoffed, calling it another one of my "desperate plays for attention." He remembered freezing my credit cards and cutting me off for supposedly assaulting Olivia. He claimed he was willing to "forgive" me if I took "responsibility." My older brother, Liam, appeared, asserting the money Ethan gave our family was the price I paid. My spirit twisted, reliving the horror: I had only one kidney, a secret Olivia exploited, knowing a single kidney transplant was a death sentence for me. I suffered through the memory of the scalpel, the searing pain, the infection that took my life alone in a sterile room while Ethan celebrated with Olivia. My family screamed at him to check my death certificate, but Ethan, blind to the truth, said the hospital confirmed my discharge. He believed the lies Olivia paid them to tell. His rage escalated. He unleashed dogs on my family. My beloved Buster, old and frail, was torn apart before my spectral eyes. Ethan, oblivious to my presence, then watched a triumph on his face, chillingly stating that if I didn't show up in three days, my family would suffer the same fate. Later, Olivia, playing the victim, whispered that her body was rejecting "her" kidney, lamenting "Maybe… maybe if Ava would just give me her other one…" . Ethan, with casual cruelty, told her not to worry, promising an artificial kidney. My death certificate, anonymously delivered, forced him to confront a truth he refused to accept. He scoffed, claiming it was a fake. But as proof piled up, culminating in reports from the crematorium, his denial morphed into a terrifying obsession. He went to my grave, still convinced it was an elaborate deception. "Dig it up," he commanded. The urn was empty. Of course it was, my brother would never leave me there. He returned to my family' s house, where Olivia was waiting, portraying a frail victim. My spirit froze as I saw the charm I had prayed over and climbed a sacred mountain for, the charm meant to protect him, now around her neck. He smashed the empty urn, demanding, "Where is she?" Liam, grief-stricken, attacked him. A crystal photo frame toppled, revealing my smiling picture, staining it with Ethan' s blood as he frantically clutched the broken glass. He finally questioned, "Is she really dead?" Weeks later, the truth emerged; the million-dollar compensation for my kidney was never transferred to my account. It went to Olivia, and a portion was used to pay the doctors who performed my surgery. With that, and the revelation that I was born with only one kidney, Ethan had nowhere left to hide from the devastating facts. His mind fractured. He lashed out, cutting Olivia, believing he was retrieving "my" kidney. Mark, his assistant, struck him down to save Olivia. Ethan, committed to a psychiatric hospital, descended into madness, still hallucinating my presence. My spirit, tethered to him, watched his horrific unraveling. Months later, my brother Liam, in a dream, finally heard my silent plea: "You need to get my kidney back. The one Ethan has. My body isn' t complete. I can' t move on until it is." He found it under Ethan's mattress, preserved in formaldehyde: "My Beloved Ava" etched on the jar. Liam buried it at my grave, then, with Chloe, scattered my ashes over Golden Sands Beach, my favorite place. As my spirit lifted, finally free, the news came: Ethan had died from a brain hemorrhage. Liam, embodying my legacy, transformed Ethan's manor into the "Ava Miller Sanctuary" and "Ava Miller Free Counseling Center." This is my story of betrayal, sacrifice, and a final, bittersweet liberation./1/128283/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ab8c8e964dd8911b079eae27542f843&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying The Fake Invalid Dragon Lord
After my own father shattered my Dragon Core and chained me in a rotting dungeon for a full year, my half-sister finally came to visit. Wearing the majestic gown of a Dragon Queen, she forced the "Soul's Extinction" poison down my throat. "Still waiting for someone to save you? Your twelve-year-old brother was beaten into a pile of mashed flesh at the palace gates! And your fiercely loyal guard captain? Shot through by heavy crossbows and fed to the rogue drakes!" Listening to her gloat about how she stole my beloved Crown Prince and turned my entire family against me, I choked on black blood, letting out a bestial screech of pure despair. I swore that if there was a next life, I would drag them all to hell and make them beg for death! When I opened my eyes again, I was back at age eighteen. Outside the door, my sister was leading a crowd of nobles to "catch" me in a scandalous affair with a drunken intruder. Looking at the disgusting man lunging at me, I didn't cower and beg like in my past life. Instead, I grabbed a heavy iron poker from the hearth and mercilessly shattered his kneecaps! When the door was violently pushed open, everyone gasped. I was stepping on the intruder's bloody face. Right then and there, I slapped my hypocritical sister across the face and tore my betrothal contract to pieces, throwing it at my scum fiancé. Since my father saw me as a disgrace, fine. I severed all ties with the family, took my mother's loyalists, and willingly took my sister's place to marry Drake Spencer-a crippled, bloodthirsty young lord with only days left to live. Everyone eagerly waited for the news of my brutal death on my wedding night. But when the bedroom doors closed, I pinched the chin of my supposedly paralyzed husband and whispered in his ear with a cold sneer: "Was that a good show, my lord?" In the next second, the "paralyzed" man instantly pinned me down. His golden eyes, like an awakening primordial dragon, narrowed dangerously in the dark as his husky voice brought a crushing pressure: "My lady, knowing too much... can be fatal."/0/87403/coverorgin.jpg?v=459782c3d87b764fcb6b8bdbd7a0f535&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CELESTIAL FIRE
Hunted since birth, Nyxira Rayn is the last Celestial Dragon, hiding her true nature in a world ruled by ruthless supernatural clans. Weak, powerless, and always on the run, her only goal is survival. When she's accepted into Valemorth Academy, the elite school for the world's most powerful beings, Nyxira hopes to disappear into the shadows. But fate has other plans. Drawn into the deadly feud between Zeryn Verridan, the fierce Wolf Prince, and Darian Ravelle, the cold Vampire heir, Nyxira uncovers a horrifying truth: a new breed of monsters-born from the blood of every species-created by madmen who crave power. An ancient prophecy binds the three together-enemies forced into an uneasy alliance. As war looms and secrets unravel, Nyxira must face the darkness within herself: the unstoppable force she's kept hidden for so long. Because sometimes, the most fragile creature is the one the world should fear the most/0/82861/coverorgin.jpg?v=92322cc02a94fa6c37d7253fe91f3fa3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Son of Whisperwind
Our baby boy was gone, a tiny knitted cap all that remained. Seven months, and we nearly made it. But before I could even properly grieve, my wife, Izzy, obsessed over her ex, Julian. She' d already made the ultimate sacrifice for him: our son, a victim of a desperate, experimental "cure." Julian arrived like a conquering hero, smirking, ready to exploit our ancient, sacred land, Whisperwind Hollow, for his "wellness retreat." My mother, the Keeper of the Hollow, tried to warn them, and for that, she collapsed to Julian's taunts. Izzy, blinded by devotion, dismissed my pleas, then knocked me unconscious when I dared to defend myself. I woke up to hear they'd faked my death. I, the grieving father and son, was now a "dead man," manipulated, then "murdered" again, thrown into the raging river. But the true horror was yet to come: Izzy planned to use our baby' s ashes in a twisted ritual to "cleanse" Julian. The depths of her betrayal, the calculated cruelty, left me numb, then burning with a cold, clear rage. Pulled from the river by those loyal to the Hollow, I finally understood. This land, my heritage, it amplifies what's within. Julian' s darkness would be his undoing, and Izzy's choices, her folly-they brought us here. Now, alive and hidden, I would become what I was always meant to be: the true Keeper, ready to reflect their malice back at them./1/112386/coverorgin.jpg?v=1cdfee07d9a621ae3ab4f8ee9160295d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
