Fantasy Books for Women
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The Last God
They call Marcus Chen a god-killer. A thief. An abomination. The truth? He's the only mortal who survived when Ares died on top of him, bleeding divinity into his veins. Now every pantheon in Chicago wants him dead before he finishes transforming into something that shouldn't exist, a god born from human flesh. Marcus has three days before execution. Three days to control the power that's burning him alive. Three days to expose the real conspiracy behind Ares's murder. The old gods ruled for millennia. Marcus Chen might be the last god they ever fear./0/39763/coverorgin.jpg?v=546d32fd7613c45fdd4ddf9cdd01b997&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Last Night.
Elijah Orleans is that boy whose curiosity and intelligence make him go after what others think is impossible. His obsession with the story of whose diary written by a woman more than two thousand years ago, leads him to want to investigate further, taking as a surprise what even in his worst dreams, he would not have imagined/0/69289/coverorgin.jpg?v=f03e79a3161851c5ed963fbee4bd79a5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
SHADOWED SALVATION
Who are you?" I sluttered, attempting to take a step back but my feet seemed rooted to a spot. The mysterious man smiled, his eyes glinting in amusement, "I am someone who knows you," he said, his voice dripping with an otherworldly intensity. "I am someone who has been waiting for you." I looked around, I was surrounded by lifeless Bodies, slaughtered brutally by something worse than a monster, "What happened here?" I asked, struggling to keep my voice steady. The mysterious man chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "They are dead, you killed them all." He said, his eyes glistening in happiness, "You've become the person I knew you would be." I felt a pang, I looked at my hands, they were covered with blood. However, the question remains: did I really kill all these people? If yes... then who am I? Read on to find out!/1/126717/coverorgin.jpg?v=fedac33a6e5f17ae51bc44db21efd929&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Every man I kiss dies
Every man Elena Voss kisses dies exactly seven days later. After burying three, she swears she will never risk it again. Then she meets Adrian Vale an intense, unreadable stranger who somehow already knows her name and the deadly secret she has kept hidden for years. When she kisses him, the curse fails. He survives. Adrian claims he has been searching for her for centuries and that the deaths were never random. Dark forces are already hunting her, old marks are waking on her skin, and every answer he gives only opens a more dangerous question. Elena must decide whether the man who cannot die from her kiss is her only chance at survival... or the reason the nightmare began in the first place./0/55014/coverorgin.jpg?v=c2226602759b5c8bba029728c8a7d8c8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Spurned And Fated To The Alpha
Scarlett Ryan, a Beta who always dreamt of when her mate would sweep her off her feet; just like the many stories she often heard about how thrilling it often was, she anticipated it. Until she met Kadon Shane, whom she believed was delivered to her by the moon goddess. However, he had a Fiancee, and as if it was not enough, he rejected her not once, not twice. No one told Scarlett about getting a mate with a Fiancee, nor getting rejected! Yet, he did it so easily and made it look like it was a normal thing to do. Alpha Kadon Shane, a sweet and not-so-sweet Alpha of the Moonlight Pack who had many dark secrets. He was ruthless and unforgiving. ★★★ "I hate you, I hate you!" Scarlett screamed, tugging her hair in frustration. Also, she swiped her eyes with the back of her palm, sniffing. "Perhaps you should write a list of things you hate about me because this is the beginning, darling." He smirked. "Why are you so mean to me? Don't you see we are made for each other?!" He shoved her violently as she gripped his hand. "I'll reject you over and over again! Get that straight: I am not f**king into you." She moaned as her head pounded; her heart hurt as well as her body, as it had bruised when he shoved her into the rough wall. She was rejected, yet again, and it hurt as hell. Will she keep on reaching out for a heart that seemed inaccessible only to her, or she will relent and move on with her life even though they were destined?/1/128340/coverorgin.jpg?v=7abc15f66fdb8321f6605d9a24a011e6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Substitute Mate: Healing the Fallen Dragon
I woke up with a splitting headache, only to realize I had transmigrated into the body of a despised, "Dragonless" noble daughter. Before I could even process my new reality, I was dragged out of bed and shoved into a plain black carriage, sent off as a disposable pawn to marry a crippled, violent prince. My half-sister, glittering in dragon scales, mocked me publicly, boasting that she was now free to marry my former crush. My father had abandoned me to a certain death. When I arrived at the grim palace, the prince's guards blocked the gates. He refused to even see his new bride, leaving me to freeze outside. I was a family joke, discarded by my own bloodline and left to die at a stranger's door. I didn't understand why this girl was treated worse than dirt, or why I, a top modern surgeon, had to suffer for their sick political games. I refused to let my life end as collateral damage in a world that deemed me worthless. Just as my vision blurred, a familiar blue screen flickered to life in my mind—my medical system. I looked at the hostile guards, my voice ringing clear in the empty courtyard. "Go tell your prince that I am not here to marry him. I am here to cure his poison." This time, I would carve out my own survival./0/74806/coverorgin.jpg?v=ffe9d55de4956553d11d25e11ea1a74f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The human of the Dragon Prince
I had never envisaged that life could transform in the merest of moments. On that fateful day, I was bereft of all I held dear: my parents, my siblings, my friends, my home-everything was lost to me! My beauty became my curse, compelling me to flee and skulk like the most nefarious of felons. It was beyond my wildest musings that fate could be so merciless. My very existence had wrought destruction upon everything I cherished. Since that night, my attempts to evade capture have proved fruitless; they invariably locate me. Yet, one night, in the shrouded embrace of darkness, I was seized by prodigious claws and borne away to distant and foreign realms. With each pursuit, this entity delivers me from peril. His identity remains a mystery to me. Am I petrified? Indeed, profoundly so. Nevertheless, there is a part of me that anticipates his intervention with an eagerness that surprises even myself./1/111794/coverorgin.jpg?v=410230cf325b5ac28a62ea5d522164cc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CURSED FOR LOVE
"We can't be together," he whispered, voice breaking. "You are my destruction." Tears burned her eyes as she shook her head, stepping closer even though it felt like standing at the edge of a blade. "And you... are my ruin too." The words tasted like a goodbye neither of them could accept. They were bound by something that had been waiting before either of them had names - stitched into the marrow of their bloodline, fed on every grief their ancestors had swallowed in silence. A curse that needed only one thing to wake. Them, together. They were never meant to love safely. And if they ever surrendered to it - One would die. The other would be hollowed out by loving them. The curse had learned patience from centuries of waiting. And already, without permission, without mercy, the distance between them was shrinking./0/84216/coverorgin.jpg?v=a038e48bdb82dbadfcc210bd62752392&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Whispers of the Delta: A Ghostly Comeback
It was my wedding night in the heart of the Mississippi Delta, the air thick with the hum of my guitar and the sweet promise of a new life with Jennifer. Everyone called me a prodigy, especially when I poured my essence into the "Soul Chord," a gift that felt like pure magic flowing through my fingers. Then, the juke joint doors burst open, and a biker gang stormed in, dragging me off stage. They held me down, and their leader, with a ball-peen hammer, systematically crushed the bones in my left hand, the one that played my Soul Chord. Through a haze of blinding pain, I saw Jennifer, shielding Caleb, watching without a word, her eyes cold and distant. Later, in the clinic, drugged but awake, I heard their whispers: Jennifer, Sabrina, and Caleb. They had planned it all, drugged me, orchestrated the attack to steal my music for Caleb' s album. My deepest secret, a dormant Soul Chord in my right hand, was brought up. And then, Jennifer quietly, methodically, severed the tendons in my right wrist, destroying my last hope, my last chance to play. They framed me as a violent gang affiliate, spread lies, and announced Jennifer and Caleb' s engagement, built on my ruin. My own adopted mother, Sabrina, then ordered my legs broken, leaving me a helpless, shattered mess. Thrown into a swamp to die, betrayed by everyone I loved, a cold rage ignited in me. They destroyed my body, my spirit, my life, but they made one fatal mistake: they left me breathing. Now, all that pain, all that fury, has become something more. And I' m coming back for every single one of them./0/79025/coverorgin.jpg?v=65c622f8882f273e4448287e54a32b7c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE MERCHANT'S SECRET: My Unexpected Isekai Life
Lost, abandoned, and armed with nothing but a mysterious backpack filled with random items from Earth, Dirk Robinson Jr. awakens in the magical realm of Magixah-a land where even the weakest adventurer can wield power far beyond his meager stats. At least, that's what everyone thinks. But when a simple stall owner accidentally uncovers ancient quests, befriends powerful companions, and stumbles upon a Divine Tree thought to be long destroyed, secrets begin to unravel. As his Guardian Screen insists he's nothing special, others start to see the terrifying truth: Dirk's real power surpasses legends. Salt, pepper, chocolate bars-and a level so high it breaks the system. In a world ruled by magic and status, can a man with convenience store freebies and unknown origins change the fate of an entire realm? A hilarious, heartwarming, and action-packed portal fantasy for fans of underdog heroes, overpowered secrets, and magical mishaps./0/83243/coverorgin.jpg?v=aefcaefb7f423e258fb02e3fba18f6e3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Sister Who Returned
The last thing I remembered was the sharp crack and my head hitting the polished wood floor. Then, darkness-an endless void. I died. I gasped awake in my old room, years ago, sunlight streaming through the window, my heart hammering as the vivid memory of Jessica' s rage, her violent shove, and my undeniable death flooded back. Minutes later, Jessica, my cruel younger sister, glided in, already brimming with sickeningly familiar stories about her wild night with Jake and her predatory plans to snag a wealthy husband, just as she had before she meticulously ruined my life, stole my fiancé, and ultimately committed murder. They genuinely believed I was still the same naive, emotional Sarah, easily manipulated by Jessica's feigned innocence and Mother's relentless favoritism, but the crushing injustice of my previous silent suffering and violent end had transformed into a cold, unwavering fury, a chilling resolve born from their unforgivable betrayal. This wasn't merely a horrifying relapse into my past; it was a brutal, utterly undeniable second chance, and I would exploit every dirty secret and every hidden vulnerability I knew to make Jessica and Mother pay, meticulously rewriting every single, bloody word of our future./0/24518/coverorgin.jpg?v=2bb3baf972ed2585ef6eaffa93a8fc5d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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LOVE OF A QUISLING- A Blazing Inferno
Lia Harrison is a witch who cannot use magic. Her poor aptitude for magic is a stain on her mother’s reputation. That is until a wrong turn in the bustling city of New York leaves her stranded and in the company of a Demon. Travis, a high-ranking demon, is on a mission to kill the Jade witch. The first face he sees when he arrives on Earth is Lia’s. Lia thinks that he is a human. The fact that she has no knowledge of a demon’s traits only makes matters worse. Travis doesn’t sense any magical aura from Lia and also assumes she is human. And so the Demon and the witch become friends, both being none the wiser. In a world where witches and demons walk separate paths, will their love end up like the dying embers of a flame, or will it transform into a blazing inferno?/0/19652/coverorgin.jpg?v=8c7c22318325fff6f18b4fcfbb9b4b82&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Flames Of Hate and retribution
Christopher Hayden a once proud soldier betrayed by the world and kingdom he swore to serve, has been struggling to survive a world he is no longer familiar with. By pure chance he rescues the princess of his former enemy Sarah Everheart who is fleeing from a marriage she does not wish for. Desperate she requests Christopher's aid. Unaware of the debt she has taken on, Christopher pushes forward driven by two things. His feelings for his loved ones, and his unquenchable thirst for revenge against those responsible. Is he a curse? A savior? A hero done wrong? The one fact is he is will bring the world to it's knees and watch it burn to deliver his hate and retribution while paving a path for the princess. A story that will bring happiness and sadness while bringing many mythical beings to life. Vampires, werewolves, spirits, elves and more. Will hate consume the once noble soul or can love bring him back from the brink? Just would like to take a moment to thank any of you who read this. Please feel free to leave a review or comment. I hope you all enjoy it, and be gentle with the criticism =)/0/42039/coverorgin.jpg?v=0e504bf6fd23a3ed07c1d77d74a153e9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Male Lead
I am a twenty-three-year-old woman with heart disease. Recovery is impossible. I was born prematurely with an unstable heart condition. Since childhood I have had a weak body, I can't do this and that. Just lie down and read a book. When i was nineteen years old. Just when the doctor said my condition was getting worse. I spent time in my room and wrote a novel on a novel reading app. Create a novel with the main character who is beautiful and happy with her family. The main male character is the son of an emperor who becomes a slave because of a tragedy. The story is cliché. Filled with a sweet love story like my dream. I write with pleasure because all this is my dream. Everything that is typed is an unfulfilled dream. Every word that exists is the hope of my life. The perfect life of the female main character is a very sweet dream. It feels like changing positions to become Clathria Vance, who lives happily. But... "Huh! Even here, I am living the life of a stupid, weak girl." My breath kicked up some dust. I had entered this dreamy novel world, but not as Clathria. But as Lilyana Van Breac. A powerful mage. No, no. Lyana is not actually a gifted witch. She became a great sorceress because of her pact with the devil. Her family are natural witches. The oldest brother has the power of fire, the second brother has the power of earth, and the third brother has the power of controlling plants. And Liana? He was just trash who didn't have any power in people's eyes. Therefore, Lyana took the blood of her three siblings, surrendered to the devil, and became a realm controller of the five elements. "Two more elements destruction bonus from the devil." Lyana, a powerful witch, becomes a cruel, cold-hearted woman. That's why he died in such a horrible way. "I think I support what Lyana did as revenge for her wound. It's like the male lead taking revenge on Lyana and her family. It's a little unfair, though. But the plot is like that. But I made up the plot myself. Hah, base,"Lyana dies as a result of the devil's pact and the male lead's attack, which turns her to ashes. After that, Her spirit was also locked and tormented in hell. Creepy. When I first came to this world, I wanted to live a quiet life with a good mother, Lyana, to live as I should. But I changed my mind, I don't want to die in ashes. Because now I am the one in Liana's position. "If I hadn't made a pact with the devil, it wouldn't have happened. If I hadn't been greedy, everything would have been fine. After all, this Lyana character actually has a power that awakens really late." "Just wait for the power to awaken, yes, the point is that I have power. And also to be able to live comfortably. Although it is often compared to the strength of the three bullies." I lie down on a used mattress. A cramped toilet, even worse than the maid's quarters. "Lilies?"The soft voice greeted my ear. "Mother?" I rose to see the figure of a beautiful woman smiling softly. She carried a tray of food in her hand. "Let us eat." I approached the beautiful woman, whose name is Sicily. The beautiful woman who became my mother, the only person who appreciates my presence. She was simply the concubine of Grand Duke Breac. "Next time, don't be disobedient,"Sicily whispered to me. She is a good mother. Unfortunately, Sicily's life is not long. Soon this beautiful and kind woman will die because of a journey to the north, an area famous for its eternal snow. I've just been punished. It was because I defended myself against the accusations of Gisella Van Breac, the third brother. "I am innocent, Mother." Sicily sighed. He stroked my golden white mane,"You know,"she replied. "You want me to accept the mistakes I didn't make?" "Isn't that better than being punished like this?" asked Sicily. "No, I would never do that. I would not want to accept someone else's mistakes as mine." Sicily wore a sad face. "Daughter,"she called out. I let out a small sigh. Then I hugged her. Sicily worried about me out of pity. But who wants to give in to something that doesn't make sense. "I heard Father brought some people from outside?" I asked. "Yes." I stared out the window. Holding a cup of hot tea. This is already the beginning. The beginning of the torture of the male protagonist. Gerald Del Variano./0/74484/coverorgin.jpg?v=826938fa2d6147a359ff89b8580da6c0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
SECRET LOVE WITH PRINCE
In the grand kingdom of Elarion, where royal bloodlines determine fate, Princess Seraphina hides a dangerous secret her heart belongs to someone forbidden. Bound by duty, she is betrothed to a powerful foreign prince to secure peace between kingdoms. But her true love is not the man she is destined to marry. Prince Adrian, the kingdom's second-born son, has always lived in the shadow of his elder brotherthe future king. Though noble by birth, he is forbidden from love that could disrupt the fragile balance of power. But when fate brings Seraphina and Adrian together in stolen moments beneath the moonlit halls of the palace, they must fight against destiny itself. Torn between duty and passion, they must navigate courtly intrigues, political betrayals, and the ever-watchful eyes of those who would see them punished for their forbidden love. With war looming on the horizon and dark magic stirring in the shadows, Seraphina and Adrian must make an impossible choice sacrifice their love for the good of the kingdom, or risk everything to be together. But in a world where secrets are deadly and love is a dangerous game, can their hearts truly defy the crown? Would you like me to add more elements, such as a magical prophecy or an unexpected twist?/0/57613/coverorgin.jpg?v=4cc228b10e19f91bfd3e5a9260971990&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Cursed Together With Mr. Vampire; I need to drink his blood!
Born as the Duke's most exquisite daughter, Triana grew up as an innocent, spoiled girl. However, she realizes that her beauty is the reason for all the happiness she has gotten so far. Thus, she asks a witch for an eternal beauty. As a condition from the witch, Triana must give a torture potion to a vampire who has been confined in a hidden castle. Vlador, the last descendant of King Dracula, survived the war but was chained in magic, forgotten, and starving. Triana's deception grants her the timeless beauty she craves, but it also plunges her into a nightmarish reality. When Vlador's chains shatter and he thinks she will be his prey, a strange and perilous connection emerges between them. "You two have the same arrogance. Isn't 'Eat or be eaten' a principle of your lives? Now, suffer together in my curse!" Their hearts beat as one, each reliant on the other for their very existence. Triana must quench her thirst with Vlador's blood to stay alive, while he battles his insatiable craving for hers./1/115041/coverorgin.jpg?v=8e6f1e089c7605f672532a802797862c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Dual Rebirth: Vengeance of the Discarded Daughter
Alina was the eldest daughter of the prestigious Padilla family, but everyone mocked her as a defective dud who couldn't cast a single spell. The moment she woke up, her father and younger sister Karina barged into her room, demanding she sign a transfer agreement to the Aethelgard Order-the most brutal faction on the continent. It wasn't just a transfer; it was a legal disownment. In her past life, Alina didn't realize Karina was also reborn. She had dropped to her knees and begged to stay. Her reward? Her magic was violently drained from her veins by her own family. Her fiancé drove a blade through her chest, and her sister stood over her bleeding body, smiling. She had ruined her hands making potions for them, only to be discarded like trash. The phantom pain of her chest being ripped open still burned behind her ribs. Looking at the hypocritical family waiting for her tears, she felt nothing but exhausting disgust. Why should she ever be their stepping stone again? "For the honor of the family, you leave today." Her father sneered as she calmly bit her thumb and pressed her bloody fingerprint onto the contract. This time, Alina didn't cry. She packed a single bag and walked out the door, heading straight for the deadly Aethelgard Order to show them what a true monster looked like./1/112770/coverorgin.jpg?v=dbe29131b6ff5e5b9d44b7ad3c149adb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
