Fantasy Books for Women
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Whispers of the Forest : The Last Priestess
Mira just wanted to live an ordinary life and become a healer like her mother. But an emperor, a god and a mysterious forest had other plans for her. After the kidnapping of her adoptive mother, Mira is forced to return to a fantasy world full of magic that she did not remember. In this fantastic universe filled with magical creatures, she meets Eluin, the last free God who tells Mira that she is the last living priestess and the only one who can save the sacred forest and everyone from the God of death, Temenis. Will Mira be able to overcome her lack of confidence, find her mother and stop Temenis? Discover in Whispers of the Forest: The Last Priestess, a book full of magic, fantasy, adventure, romance and adventure in epic battles and universes./0/83442/coverorgin.jpg?v=684671b80302b7f4fec65fbc367b38ac&imageMogr2/format/webp)
When Love Was A Trial
For forty years, my life with Elara as a humble Appalachian herbalist was filled with quiet love and shared purpose. Then, on her sixtieth birthday, a blinding light revealed her true form: an Aetheling, and our marriage, a cold "trial" to regain her powers. She abandoned me for her "true love," Caelus, cursing me with unnatural eternal life to watch my entire world slowly die. But the true horror came when Caelus, in a jealous rage, obliterated Hollow Creek, eradicating everyone I loved with a single blighting spell, leaving me the sole, cursed survivor. Elara dragged me to their glittering Aethelgard, where I was a humiliating "pet," a constant reminder of her past. The ultimate betrayal struck when Caelus framed me, and Elara, without hesitation, condemned me to the inescapable Barrow of Whispers, a prison worse than death. How could the woman who shared my heart inflict such calculated cruelty and discard me so utterly? My soul burned with an unbearable mix of grief, helplessness, and seething rage. Yet, in that forgotten abyss, I found the echoing spirits of Hollow Creek, my murdered people. They infused me with the ancient, untamed power of the earth itself, transforming me from a broken mortal into an unstoppable vessel of vengeance. I am no longer Liam, the pet. I am the wrath of the mountains returned, and Elara and Caelus will pay./0/18208/coverorgin.jpg?v=3816411e4137848ed1726d2c0f5af788&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Black and White Angel
Lilith has always been an outcast, rejected even by her own parents because of what she is. But when she leaves her home, she discovers there are others of her kind. Together they set out in search of the Earth Maiden, whom they believe has the power to cure the sickness which is infecting the land, bringing about the end of the world. 'I wasn't born the way I look. You know, many believe that fallen angels are usurpers and betrayers of God, who have no place in heaven or on earth.' Lilith has always been an outcast, rejected even by her own parents because of what she is. But when she leaves her home, she discovers there are others of her kind. Together they set out in search of the Earth Maiden, whom they believe has the power to cure the sickness which is infecting the land, bringing about the end of the world./0/36355/coverorgin.jpg?v=7584eec327415364aef547f6d4a90b86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Royal Majesty
"He is coming, the holder and controller of all powers , for him with his friends shall save the world of Azura and all mystics. " she flew into the air, her eyes turned white as she used her full power to convey the final prophecy "Behold his majesty, the golden prince that is to save us all." she falled down and fainted. ___________________ Melrose has always faced isolation from his friends which made him to be alone at school, his female friends hate him and deemed him as a threat because he was more beautiful than then. He tried working out and gained muscles that made him not to look more feminine but his friends distanced themselves even more. Escaping from the assassin that his friends payed to kill him, Melrose found out about a world magical and far more beautiful than earth which he never expected to be possible. Melrose was also shocked when his parents that he lived with was not his real parents and was never humans to begin with. "Melrose we are not your parents but your guardians, your parents are far more mightier than you thought." Melrose dad said. "Melrose, you are a very powerful being, that why you are being sent to earth to be protected till you reach 18 years when your powers will awaken." His mom said. "Which is tonight!, YOUR MAJESTY..." they said at once whilst bowing down to Melrose leaving him stunned... [A Deity, Gods and Immortal level power fantasy, remember its a fictional story, Enjoy]/0/84069/coverorgin.jpg?v=72e79283aeff1c38868e18b230403e99&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Unwanted Wife's Last Breath
It was our third anniversary, and I was shivering on the balcony, barefoot in a thin silk robe. My husband Ethan, who believed I caused his true love Gabrielle to vanish, shoved me out there, making me pay for my supposed sins. Then, a phone call. Gabrielle was back. Suddenly, I went from a neglected wife to the household's lowliest servant, abused by Ethan, Gabrielle, and every staff member. They said I betrayed her, that I was a vile, jealous creature. My health deteriorated, coughing blood, fading into a shadow. They drugged me, paraded me before a hateful crowd, publicly shaming me as the "disgraced sister" while Gabrielle, the "victim," stood radiant. My own father watched, approving. How could my life twist into such a nightmare? How could everyone believe such monstrous lies about me, turning me into a monster in their eyes? I was already dying, isolated and shattered, when Gabrielle and a bribed maid claimed I' d leaked scandalous stories. Something inside me snapped. I grabbed the nearest thing-a heavy letter opener-and plunged it into Gabrielle. I expected more pain, more condemnation, maybe even death. But what came next would unravel everything, exposing the shocking truth from beyond my grave./0/21338/coverorgin.jpg?v=2994e58e6873cf4da5c5f02c07d214ad&imageMogr2/format/webp)
5 Princes and I
"You, my dear, will be going to help us to decide that. You will pick a king." "Say what now?" "I'm not going to repeat it since I know that you have heard me." "Fine! You want me to decide?! Nate!" I pointed to prince Nathaniel if I remember correctly. He was slightly taken aback and a confused expression was replaced. "Do you want to be a king?" "I...uh...Yes?" He said. Unsure of his answer. It made me wonder if the expression on my face had forced him to say yes. "Good. Then you'll be the king. "What!? But that's not how you decide it!" PRINCE Ace said. "Fine! You're all kings. In fact, we ALL can be kings!!" **** She's Rosalie Amber Stan. A simple teenage girl, who made a wish to have a more adventurous life, was a victim of abduction by the Fae queen to a different realm. She was brought to a castle with 5 supernatural princes, who are fighting for the throne. The queen gave her a task to be the one to choose the future heir to their kingdom. Little did she know that the queen only wanted one thing from her and the princes: Romance. Between a sparkly wizard, a rude obnoxious elf, a flirty vampire, and a couple of twin trouble-making wolf princes; Is there really a right choice? And why is there a wolf spirit, who suddenly awakened upon sensing her arrival, kept stalking her? A romantic-comedy in 'another world' with a quirky-temperamental female heroine learning the culture of this new fantasy world./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 – "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 – 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./0/84070/coverorgin.jpg?v=3d02633cffb60ef186ad353e27b78aa5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Salem's Scorn: The Witch Reborn
My eyes opened in a Beacon Hill mansion, a rich prison of silk and scorn. They called me "Hope," but I was Gabrielle Johns, a witch hanged in Salem, reborn into this timid girl's body. Their daughter, Molly, staged a dramatic fall down the stairs, shrieked "She pushed me!" and directed her theatrical terror right at me. Immediately, Molly's parents and fiancé rushed to her side, their faces masks of disgust, calling me a "trailer park animal" and a "disgrace." They slapped me, starved me, and locked me inside the dark mansion, expecting me to break, groveling for their forgiveness. But their cruelty didn't just fuel my ancient rage; it ignited the deep, quiet misery of Hope, a girl bullied and dismissed her whole life. How could they be so brazenly wicked, believing they had untouchable power over me? They thought locking me away was their control, but they just handed me the key to my vengeance./0/48559/coverorgin.jpg?v=359e8df0de069d212fc5ed33acd76ae7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's First Kiss
Rejected by society and forced to hide her extraordinary abilities, Charlene Craig's life in the human world is turned upside down. When her mother reveals her true identity as an Amazon, Charlene is thrust into a mystical realm of ancient magic and forgotten lore. As she navigates her new home, Almerita, and the prestigious Dreame College, Charlene must confront darkness, forbidden love, and her own destiny. Can she claim her rightful place among the Amazons and defeat the evil forces threatening their existence?/0/47464/coverorgin.jpg?v=2936bbb6d264250383f7d175245d8c9e&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha king's Stubborn Mate
In a world filled with supernatural beings, humans have no other choice but to accept that they aren't the only ones on this planet. For most parts, werewolves were known worldwide, but some packs were still in hiding because they didn't trust easily. That's where the Silent Hollow Pack came in. On the day of the ceremony that was held for Alpha king Nicholas Pierce, Alessia Colleymore was in disbelief has to who her mate was, so she kept on running. With hopes that he would leave her alone, that was not the case at all. That's where the challenges started, the stubbornness and heated arguments that could not be tamed. This story will leave you breathless and yearning for more. There's only one question that should be asked: Are you ready to unlock the secrets that lies within this pack? Find out more on their journey.... Written by: princessjody...../0/33854/coverorgin.jpg?v=52344cabfb522d8e8792625db3c10779&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Chaos from the moon
"Daegal, I–" Prince Daegal placed a finger on Naomi's lips, stopping her protests. "Shh, Do not think, simply feel..." he whispered as he pulled her flush against his chest with his fingers trailing sparks down her spine. "But... Nezetta..." "She's not here." Daegal loosened the strings at her back that held her dress together till they fell to her ankles. And then he claimed her lips in a fiery kiss that made her toes curl. ... Beautiful, smart, and successful, Naomi Walker has it all but the mysterious deaths of her parents haunt her every day. In her search for the truth, she finds herself deep in a twisted version of her favorite fantasy novel after an unfortunate explosion during a blood moon. Stuck in a new body with powers she doesn't understand, Naomi seeks to find a way back to her reality but is caught in an intense and complicated love triangle. Also, Naomi must navigate wicked political schemes or risk losing both the world she has come to love and the one she was taken from./0/18367/coverorgin.jpg?v=4d9c74686535eb3211bec1566aab3b48&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Scythe-Wielding Husband
"Until death do us part." Those were the words that had clung in the recesses of Solene's mind as she stood at the center of the altar with her soon-to-be-husband. True that she had been favored by accidents since she was still a child and that probably, one of these accidents would end their marriage early if she weren't careful. Little did she know though, that when the vows were said, her groom meant it literally. Only this time, it had a twist. A spell-binding, delightfully-inviting twist. All Rights Reserved JMFelic Books 2020 Book Cover by Whendell Souza Lira THIS BOOK IS COPYRIGHTED BY THE GOVERNMENT OF THE PHILIPPINES. THE AUTHOR HAS GIVEN MOBOREADER ONLY AUTHORIZATION TO POST THIS STORY IN THEIR APP. THIEVES WILL BE DEALT WITH ACCORDINGLY./0/19775/coverorgin.jpg?v=bdb3b354979da15551a4a870dee61261&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Vampire's Love
Katarina, a normal 18 year old girl wants nothing more than going to Harvard University. But her life changes when a short tempered sexy arrogant pure blood vampire Alexander took a liking of her. She gets selected as a one of the prospective bride for him. She despises the vampires but now how will she react to be living with them. Will she fall in love with him? Can a vampire's love overcome the past betrayal? Read to find out./0/22122/coverorgin.jpg?v=d17a1e8919fccd54631b2c8d2f6a0413&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In love with the Devil
I'm in love with the devil. How did I let it happen? I'm Sabrina Steward. My life is nothing special. I have feelings for a boy who doesn't even notice it. My parents worked hard to get a seat in Hellviore Acadamy for me. I was managing my life well until a small wish box found its way through my life. It transformed my life. The wish box is capable of summoning the devil and granting seven wishes. After seven wishes, I will be dead. I should have been careful. Now, my life is in danger. Death is approaching me. And my heart is longing for the devil's love who's incapable of any emotions./0/26034/coverorgin.jpg?v=71fc0563a25716f3793c7ed88ae4bfaf&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Miracle Planet - The Crystal Elements Power
The journey of a high school girl into a planet from another dimensional world. Dan Oh is a normal high schooler girl who had a boyfriend from her long lasting ten years crush. She is a strong and tomboy girl who love to join a karate club. There is nothing wrong with her life, but she can't help to feel bored sometimes over her normal life. One day the girl find a unique crystal which lead her to enter another dimensional planet.Thus she is traped and almost killed by the monsters she encountered. Fortunately a prince and his entourage come and save her. They told her that she has to join them to prevent the destruction of their planet. Through her journey she develop some romantic feeling to the prince of the strongest Kingdom, Hwon Woon. But she has to discover that the prince already has someone he loved. An accident also make the prince find out that she already have a lover from her planet. Will the two people from different world find a way to their love or they have to surrender on the fate which separate them? And how will a normal high schooler play a role as a hero to save a whole planet?/0/36046/coverorgin.jpg?v=9e2d25b040c96c23632f37e1c8c30027&imageMogr2/format/webp)
BLOODY OBSESSION
I'll drink until she breaths her last. Seth Orisis, descent from Ancient Egypt was betrayed by the only woman he loved. He is fearless, cold, manipulative, and emotionless. His only purpose is to live In the shadow, quench his thirst and get his vengeance on those who wronged him. Until he meets Dawn Atkins. Dawn has been through hell and after years of putting up with people trying to take advantage of her, She becomes a fiery-spirited and no-bullshit kind of girl. She is the definition of what Seth hates and despises. Especially her eyes, they were just the same as the woman's who thrust a dagger through his chest. She turned out to be immune to his powers, she also baffles him and like the predator he was, he needed to unravel his prey especially since her blood was a special bred that was wanted by all vampires. With the threat of his rival clan looming and a new interest blooming in his dead heart, would he fight for love or would he stay cold-hearted and quench his thirst with her blood while ripping the world to shred?/0/82822/coverorgin.jpg?v=cfb4a7a74f80c161ff5508d76f70b6e8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Betrayed Heiress's Comeback
I woke up with a gasp on the day of my debutante ball, the most anticipated event of the Texas social season. My eyes snapped open to the familiar silk canopy, but a strange, phantom pain still clung to my last breath. My custom-designed gown, perfected over months with the couturier, was gone from its stand. This void, this seemingly small act, brought a cold dread, sharp and entirely too familiar. Because in my previous life, this "missing" dress was the very first tiny crack, the prelude to a cascade of betrayals. I remembered Savy' s brazen appearance, her stolen spotlight, her smug face, Brent' s weak compliance, Grayson' s cruel dismissal. Their collective treachery had led to my father' s "accidental" death, my shocking disinheritance, a hellish rehabilitation facility, and my own lonely, mysterious end. They thought they had won; they thought they had erased me for good. The sheer, agonizing injustice of their victory, the vivid memories of my suffering, burned hotter than any fire. How could I have let them destroy my family, my legacy, my very self, without a fight? But they didn't know I was back. I had reawakened on this pivotal morning, carrying every single agonizing memory of their deceit and my demise. This time, there would be no panic, no helplessness, only a chilling, absolute resolve to reverse my tragic fate. I was Aurora Sterling, and I was taking my life back, one strategic move at a time./0/83448/coverorgin.jpg?v=e7682609714fbada01194cc2b6569a2a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Justice for the Vance Heiress
I woke up on my wedding day, the morning sun streaming into my opulent Charleston bedroom. But the taste of asphalt and blood was still in my mouth, memories of screeching tires and a crushing impact vivid in my mind. My stepfather' s perfect plan: a staged hit-and-run, his neat solution to inherit my mother' s fortune. Because I had died. Now I was back, alive, staring at the date-my wedding day, the day he had me killed. A wave of phantom pain, of broken bones and crushed hope, washed over me. Then I saw her: my stepsister, Brielle, in my custom wedding dress, admiring herself in the mirror. The sight was a physical blow, a reminder of the humiliation and betrayal I endured in my first life as they drugged me and locked me away. He walked in, Senator Richard Thorne, playing the concerned father, but his eyes were cold and full of the disappointment I' d known my whole life. He gaslighted me, painting me as hysterical, just as he did before, controlling everything. "Your mother is gone," he hissed, "And I control you. Don\'t you ever forget that." I was trapped, again, the crushing weight of powerlessness threatening to suffocate me. Rage, so profound it burned, replaced the despair. Why did I have to relive this nightmare, this perfect setup for my destruction? But something was different this time. The naive girl died on that dark road; I was what was left. If he wanted to control the Vance family, there would be no Vance family left to control, not the way he expected. I found my mother' s hidden failsafe: an encrypted flash drive, her "in case of Richard" file. It held years of meticulous corruption, a dossier so damning it would send him to federal prison for life. With a grim smile and a single click of the send button, I launched the nuclear option, sending it to the FBI, SEC, and every major news outlet. The game had changed, and they didn' t even know they were playing./0/84856/coverorgin.jpg?v=a605dd30eb1bac3bb935a652fefddcda&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Sculptor Who Became Queen
For ten years, I was Lily, the devoted apprentice, the silent force behind Master Thomas, the legendary sculptor. My hands, scarred and stained, shaped his clay, sharpened his tools, and managed his chaotic life, making his artistic legacy my own. Our bond was a monument, forged in the dust and silence of his mountain studio, beyond simple love or romance, more enduring than any fleeting passion. Then, one Tuesday, the monument cracked. Master Thomas, beaming like a madman, introduced Serena: a gaudy, perfume-drenched city creature who declared herself his "new muse." And then came the final blow, echoing in the stunned silence of the workshop: "She has agreed to become my wife." The woman who replaced me had never touched a block of clay in her life. His betrayal was a public declaration that my decade of devotion meant nothing, that I was easily discarded for a fleeting fancy. My fellow apprentices seethed, ready to protest this injustice, wondering why I merely offered a small, imperceptible nod. How could I contain the storm raging inside me? How could I let them see the truth – the bitter rage, the cutting contempt for this senile old goat who dared to light his own legacy on fire for a minute of warmth? But I had a dangerous secret: some secrets are not kept. A strange, new connection had just begun, allowing another apprentice, Leo, to hear my true thoughts-the ones I locked away behind my serene facade. He heard my silent, scathing assessment of Serena, my quiet strategies, and my fierce protection of the younger apprentices when Thomas demanded I bow to his new "Mistress." The battle had just begun, and the old man, lost in his infatuation, had no idea I wasn' t just a sculptor. I was a warrior, and it was time to reclaim what was mine./0/50753/coverorgin.jpg?v=31e284c17be65f56f1ef3c715b88235c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
