Fantasy Books for Women
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The Famous Demon Price
"You know you've been chasing that guy for a month, what's the point of chasing him?" Nyphele complained with a raised eyebrow. "I know you're curious about new things, there's no fear of anything. But that's from the demon race." He added more. "Curiosity can lead you to danger sometimes." Nyphele is talking about the soon to be crowned prince of the demon race. Prince Lyford Kedron, the famous demon prince. Besides his beautiful face, he also has this attractive expressionless face when he walks. Who wouldn't be interested in that, right? Many are chasing after that famous demon, but who would have thought that I was the only one who was successful in chasing him. Not only he noticed me, he also gives me a different expression when he sees me. Unfortunately, that expression is 'annoyance'. But at least he thinks differently about me, right? "What are you, you're overthinking things! Aren't you interested to know why his wings are white instead of black?" I asked smiling. I'm not just interested in his personality and appearance. He's famous for having such graceful white wings like an angel. "He's from the demon race yet he has white wings, maybe it's not dangerous to know why that is, right?" I winked at Nyphele and she gave me an even worse look. "If I know that's not all you want to know, you're being such a stalker right now." He understood what I was saying. "Stalker? Me? do I look like a stalker? I'm pretty enough to be a stalker." I cheekily smiled at what she said. "How can you say I'm a stalker- "Well lucky you, I have a list here." My eyes widened, what? She grabbed a small notebook from her bag. "I have a list of the things you do to him." She immediately burned it... or should I say she used her ability to hide the small notebook. "Wait- you're not even going to read to me, are you?" I will ask. "I know you will just grab and hide the notebook. So I'm going ahead of you, I will give you the notebook after I report it to your brother." My eyes got bigger. "Aish! I'm your best friend, why are you reporting everything I do to my brother?" He just smiled sweetly at me. Hey, why did I become your friend? That's why my brother knows all my movements inside the campus. I played a game with the mixture in my head, I need to clean this. It was stained with blood again, I forgot to clean it. What if the prince saw this, right? He'll feel disgust of course, he's still a very clean freak. He's a demon but he's a very clean freak. Well who am I to judge? I am indeed an angel from the angel race but I'm a messy and lousy person. Likes to curse and all... "Isn't it time for you to stalk the prince in his hunt again? Today is their hunt schedule, right?" Nyphele's words stopped me. "OMG YES! You really fell from the sky Nyphele! Even though you are not supportive of what I do. You still manage to remind me things. LOVE YOU!" I shouted loudly as I flew away, oh see? Even though Nyphele is not supportive, she still informs me things because I tend to forget. I now know why he is my best friend. I just complained to my brother, but I'm sure she's just concerned about me. I immediately went to find the prince. But its weird because I didn't see a demon with white wings at the hunting entrance. "Where is that white demon?" I can see it quickly because of his white wings, but he's not there with his team. I flew around and went to the building where the demons were in class, maybe he's still in the classroom? I was about to enter when I heard a voice... "I told you I like you, why are you pushing me with that woman? I don't want anything." Huh? Isn't that... the famous demon prince's voice? "Don't raise your voice, someone might hear you're... gay." It was like cold water was poured on me. what?! Because my face was thick, I immediately opened the door while pointing to the prince. "you're what!?" The prince lazily looked at me and smirked. I and interest." I interrupted what he said. He looked at me evilly, a demon who was his best friend and guard was also looking at me. I know this because I have been observing them for days. I should have noticed his… sexuality if anything. My observations were never wrong, but sometimes it's hard to read this prince. I proudly put my hand in my chest and smiled. Gay or not: True or not true- "I, Lady Dethyria Javier of the angel race will be chasing the famous demon prince." He thinks I'm going to back down because he's gay? Wrong! Totally wrong! I was born with determination and a curious mind. This won't stop a curious little angel like me!./0/53413/coverorgin.jpg?v=38f4215efe1e4ae51c2f1eeba7688a86&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Evil Queen
In Elementia's magical kingdom, Princess Marina faces the ultimate betrayal: her mother's deadly ambition for eternal youth and power. Awakening on her kitchen table, Marina is thrust into danger by a sinister stranger, marking the start of her desperate flight from her own palace. Betrayed by those she trusted and pursued by enemies on all sides, Marina must rely on the only stranger who is willing to follow her through the darkest of places and her newly discovered powers as a Sunborne. But with no knowledge of her abilities and her mother's dark forces closing in, the odds are against her. Can Marina unlock her Sunborne strength in time to stop her mother's ruthless plans? Will her journey lead her to victory over the darkness within and around her? Discover Marina's fate in a thrilling tale of magic, power, and resilience in the face of darkness. Join her as she fights to reclaim her destiny and restore peace to Elementia./0/99875/coverorgin.jpg?v=6ba9417aaba775ded0cf304b66884130&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Alpha's Forbidden Blood
He took her body, her trust, and her heart-but tonight, she takes his life. "...making love to you when I will, which I will..." Alpha Gonzalo Kenyon's eyes danced wickedly, his voice threading with pride and a promise of power. The words slid under Liora's skin like poison, impossible to ignore, and impossible to forget. They can either walk a mile in her shoes and feel the pain they caused her, or they can sever their legs as they severed her heart. Only a fish can know how deep the ocean is. Only a bird can know how high the sky is. Only a polar bear can know how cold the Arctic is. Only the betrayed can know how much betrayal hurts. Slowly, Liora pressed the ceremonial dagger meant for Alpha blood into Gonzalo's chest, the blade sinking deep with chilling finality. Blood surged upward in thick, dark bursts, gushing across his bare skin and pooling around the altar where they had just made love. Gonzalo's eyes flew open, wild and disbelieving. A snarl twisted his lips, but no words came-only a strangled gasp as his lungs filled with blood. His hands grasped at her wrists, strength faltering, the power that once ruled pack and land draining with every beat of his dying heart. His bones cracked softly beneath his skin, shifting, as though the wolf inside him was fighting to rise one last time./0/82667/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106200905&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Her Buried Truth
It' s been seven long years since Eliza Hayes, my mother, was branded a "fallen woman" and supposedly died in the desolate Outlands. Now, a sickness grips our commune, whispered to be my mother's curse. Reverend Marcus Thorne, my father, once her beloved husband, is forced to lead an expedition to her supposed grave, to "cleanse" her remains and end her rumored influence. At that crude pile of stones, my eight-year-old self, a wild child of the Outlands, emerged from the shadows, clutching the wooden bluebird my mother gifted me. "My mother' s spirit will find justice," I declared, my voice steady. That's when they unearthed an antique silver locket from the grave-a gift from Marcus, a secret from their youth. Then, a voice from the past filled the air: Eliza' s. It spoke of betrayal-of my aunt Abigail, Marcus' s new wife, drugging him and taking Eliza' s place at their wedding. It recounted years of Abigail' s cruel manipulations, framing Eliza for countless misdeeds, even using Marcus' s own trust to banish her. The locket revealed her desperate cold penance, losing their first child-a baby they never knew existed. Marcus' s world shattered. He was caught between his past and present, writhing in guilt and disbelief. I had to ask him, "Did you protect her?", cutting through the noise of denial. This wasn't just a sad story; it was a deeply buried conspiracy, a monstrous injustice disguised as divine judgment. But the locket was only the beginning. With blood from a fresh cut, I pressed my hand to my sacred wooden bluebird, unleashing a torrent of visions. The truth screamed out: Abigail hadn't just tormented Eliza, she had conspired with brutal Outlands gangs, sacrificing innocent women and orchestrating a heinous frame-up that led to my pregnant mother' s exile. The time for silent suffering is over. The true hunt for justice has begun./0/69370/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250416110427&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Journey of The Wind Magical Girl
Alisa Garbareva, a Karelian girl who was rescued by nurses from a burning village, has to live her miserable life in an orphanage. Fortunately, she has a loyal friend who accompanies and helps her at all times, her name is Floria Fresilca from the Vitanian. The closeness between the two leads them to a bond of friendship between the two warring ethnics. Eight years have passed. Alisa, who is now attending in Kartovik Girls High School, is living her new life as a student, and is being chanted to become a magical girl who is required to carry out various missions ordered by the school. One of the missions turns out to be successful in bringing her together with her past friend, Floria, who is now the Vitanian magical girl. "What happened to you, Flo?" Alisa's encounter with her past friend leaves a big mystery about what really happened between Karelia and Vitania. Will they be able to solve the mystery and bring peace to their country?/0/83137/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106202120&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond the Betrayal: A Love Unbroken
I was Savannah, the Senator' s daughter, a Southern belle living a charmed life. I married Beaufort Hamilton, the perfect man, believing in our shared future and the family we'd create. But the day our son was born, his mask didn't just slip-it shattered. He smothered our newborn, right there, then blamed me for driving his 'true love,' Daisy Lynn, to suicide. He left me bleeding, dying from childbirth complications. My burial was a hurried, shameful secret, while he orchestrated a grand public funeral for Daisy Lynn, painting himself as the tragic, devoted lover. Only Jackson "Jax" Rourke, a war veteran and outsider, saw through his lies, gave me a proper, secret burial, and exposed Beau' s crimes. Then Jax died too, suspiciously. I died knowing the truth: I was betrayed, my child murdered, my name dragged through the mud, and the one good man was gone. The injustice burned, hot and fierce, even as my life faded away. How could such a powerful man get away with such monstrous deception, and why did no one else question it? But fate intervened. Now, I'm back, reborn, remembering everything. This time, things will be different. At the most coveted charity gala, I defied all expectations, publicly choosing Jax Rourke, the very man Beau believed he eliminated, as my future husband. My revenge has just begun./0/47626/coverorgin.jpg?v=20240411151526&imageMogr2/format/webp)
WITCHES KNOT
Lee Charvez is a witch in a family where all of the women are born with inherent gifts of power. She is a witch dreamer, she has the ability to walk in dreams and the subconscious and to work magic there. There is only one Charvez witch dreamer each generation and she’s the strongest in generations. She meets the man of her dreams, literally, when she bumps into Aidan Bell outside their apartment building in New Orleans. He’s a three-hundred-year-old vampire with the face of a wicked angel, and he has no problem with claiming her as his own. As if that isn’t miraculous enough there’s another man, a powerful wizard, Alex Carter, who makes their partnership into a triad. Problem is, there’s no time to sit back and enjoy her newfound loves because there’s a demon out to destroy the source of her powers, and her entire family in the bargain./0/24161/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220316174329&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hunt For Freedom
Katalea was born a werecat. There wasn’t a time when she could remember being just ‘human’. Now, as she grows and powers develop she discovers that all freedom isn’t 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?/0/47783/coverorgin.jpg?v=20250117175224&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE RED MOON
Belle is an ordinary teenager, she has few friends, she goes to school (and she hates it), she has three triplet brothers who would do anything to protect their little sister. She is just like the others with one detail: everyone around her is werewolves, vampires, angels, giants, dragons, witches... In any case, they are not beings of this world. She will have to, with her partner and friends, recruit allies for the coming war, yet, in addition to everything, she discovers something that will change her whole life. Belle's fate is written in the red moon./0/39805/coverorgin.jpg?v=653f396a437f760f201233b69280a062&imageMogr2/format/webp)
In Love with a Human
Vida was a waitress who put in eight hours a day in order to afford her $300 monthly rent and three square meals a day. She enjoyed each and every fantasy story as if it were true, and she longed to live in and explore the worlds depicted there. But she was shocked to find out it was true. Meeting a royal is the last thing she expected, but it happens. She does, indeed. Her visions morphed into steamy fantasies, and before she knew it, the handsome stranger was standing outside the bar where she worked. The question recurs, "Am I dreaming again?" They repeated in unison, looking into each other's eyes in disbelief. What happened afterwards is ancient history. And the ride was quite exciting./0/48097/coverorgin.jpg?v=9779e26447fef8285e16c6df4c331299&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Wings Of Destinies, The Fairy Wars
After the death of their father, King trident. Princess Monia and princess Merica were in line for the throne. Unlike Monia who was so soft and kindhearted Merica was the opposite and she didn’t want to rule the kingdom together with her sister. Even the generals weren’t in support of Merica but their Aunt was in support of her. As the story goes, many things unfolded. The Twins became enemy to each other and things got worse when Monia was about to get married. Will the Generals agreed to split the kingdom in to two? And Would Monia and the man she loves get married when her sister doesn’t like the marriage?/0/82670/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106200958&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Where the Emberblooms Burn Bright
I was Elara, a Steward, a healer blessed with the Hearthstone Spirit. Years ago, I saved Governor Thorne' s life, sharing my essence, mending him when no one else could, bringing life back to his dying state. Now, I carried his child, a powerful new life blossoming within me. But then Isabelle Hayes, ambitious and cold, whispered poison into his ear. She convinced Thorne my child' s nascent power was a threat, unnatural. He betrayed me, ordering the destruction of the sacred Emberblooms our child's Spirit needed, imprisoning me, twisting my purpose into a weapon against me. Isabelle falsely claimed I was hiding the Spirit of my unborn child, faking a mysterious illness. Thorne, blinded by fear and manipulation, cruelly demanded I give him what was already lost. My baby, its Spirit already gone because he destroyed the Emberblooms, lay still within me. He refused to believe me, beating and torturing me. For every phantom symptom Isabelle displayed, he executed another of my people. I watched, helpless, as my entire community, including my sister, was massacred. Finally, he ordered a surgeon to cut the Spirit from my chest, ending my life on the desecrated land of my ancestors. How could the man I saved become such a monster? How could he sacrifice everything – my child, my people, me – for a lie? As my life faded, stolen for a Spirit that wasn't there, a raw, immense injustice consumed me. Had he truly forgotten I gave him a piece of my own Spirit, the very thing keeping him alive? But as my body burned, tossed like trash, something ancient and furious ignited. The earth itself revolted, refusing to let my death be in vain. I felt a surge, a rebirth from the flames, fused with immense power. I am Elara, the healer no more. I am the Reckoning; justice will be swift and absolute./0/86581/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106212125&imageMogr2/format/webp)
No More Sacrifices: Chloe's Vow
The last thing I remembered was the screech of tires and a crushing impact. Then, I was a ghost, floating above my own lifeless body, pulled from the wreckage. I watched silently as my fiancé, Liam, the man I' d given everything for, proposed to my stepsister, Scarlett, at my funeral-the very ring I' d once admired. Their passionate kiss, the congratulatory smiles of our friends-it all ripped through me with a pain far worse than death. My entire life had been a lie, a sacrifice for their happiness, and the regret consumed me whole. I woke up with a gasp, drenched in sweat, in my childhood bedroom. The date on my laptop screen read June 12, 2008-the day it all went wrong. An email glowed: "Internship Offer: Prestigious New York Firm." I had a second chance. My heart turned to ice as the doorbell rang-it was Liam, charming as ever, with a bouquet of my favorite flowers. He walked in, proposing marriage, but only if I gave my prestigious internship to Scarlett, his "soulmate." "Marry me, Chloe," he whispered, "if you give her your internship spot...She' s my soulmate, you know that, but you...you're the one I want to build a home with." This time, I slowly pulled my hands from his, a cold smile touching my lips. "No." His facade cracked, revealing the selfish man beneath. "You're over, Liam," I said, holding the door open. "I'm taking the internship. And I am never, ever going to sacrifice my life for yours again."/0/60613/coverorgin.jpg?v=20251031141941&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Maid's Revenge
I am a maid in the minister's residence and was sent to the study because of my lack of education. Just because the minister was in a good mood one day and talked to me more, and even gave me a sachet as a reward, the jealous Theresa, who is also a minister, thought that I had an affair with him. She pretended to arrange for me to marry into a good family, but actually sold me to a whorehouse. I suffered torture and contracted a serious illness, died with resentment and pain, but found myself reborn on the day I was assigned to be a maid again. Since heaven has given me a chance to live again, I will not be polite and will definitely make Theresa, the minister, taste the feeling of being trampled by thousands of people!/0/20096/coverorgin.jpg?v=385e77f90f68df48c2edd539bc89ca8a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Creatures of the Night boxed set: Book 2 Queen of the Underworld
The universe started in darkness where light didn't exist, and that is how it will end. Chaos and suffering is what brings us together. In chaos a man will show who he really is and in suffering he will speak the truth. We are the darkness; we are the evil. But without us there is no darkness nor light./0/31047/coverorgin.jpg?v=20221104135735&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Black Wolf
Vireya is the most beautiful girl in the region, admired by all, but on her 18th birthday, her wolf emerged in a black deadly, untamed form, causing chaos and killing her father. Isolated and abandoned by all, she is only truly loved by Zevarion. Just when she thought things couldn't get worse, she crosses paths with Alpha Xareth, a ruthless Alpha driven by the desire for ultimate power. Vireya's heart is bound to a powerful Chain of Thorns, a cursed necklace controlled by Xareth, who uses her black wolf for selfish desires. But despite the curse, her love for Zevarion grows stronger every day. Their bond is fierce and unbreakable, but so is the curse that haunts her. Together, they must uncover the truth of their souls, face an ancient evil, and defy the fate that seeks to tear them apart. Will their love be enough to destroy the chains that bind her... or will the blood moon bring her back to Xareth forever? Betrayal and love collide in this dark fantasy, a thrilling tale of fallen gods, ruthless demons, reincarnation and magic that will consume you like never before./0/82046/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106200105&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Beyond The Dreamweaver's Grasp
My life was merely surviving my stepfather Jedediah's escalating abuse in our remote, dusty shack. His greedy eyes always gleamed with ruthless schemes, each one promising more control over me. Then came Lily, a beautiful "Dreamweaver" Jedediah bought from Mama Maeve, believing she'd conjure immense wealth. His incessant demands for gold quickly warped into escalating violence, until one horrifying night, Lily's true power unleashed. She utterly drained Jedediah, transforming my tormentor into a withered husk before my own eyes. But the horror only deepened when Lily revealed the shattering truth: she was my birth mother, returned not to embrace, but to harvest my "pure" Dreamweaver essence for unparalleled power. How could the woman who bore me coldly seek to consume me, abandoning my life as just a tool for her ruthless ambition? They gravely underestimated me; my adoptive mother had secretly trained me in a unique, amber power of protection. In a desperate battle for my very soul, I didn't just fight back; I subdued her, forcing my formidable, murderous birth mother to become the living source for my own burgeoning power. My life was a cage, but now I hold the keys, ready to forge my own dark destiny./0/24008/coverorgin.jpg?v=3f653decfb3cac841791dd03414c17c4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
