Fantasy Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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Second Chance, First Strike
The scratchy lace of the pillowcase was the first sensation as I woke up, followed by the blinding Texas sun through thin curtains. My heart hammered. This room. I knew this room. It was the historic Texas ranch B&B, the very place everything in my previous life went horribly wrong. I was breathing. Alive. Yet, I vividly remembered my death: exploited and fatally harmed at an awful "wellness retreat." A jolt went through me. My phone confirmed the terrifying truth: I was back. Back at the very start of the family reunion, on the infamous day of the stolen locket. My own mother, Brenda, with her constant excuse of "I was only trying to help!" had systematically dismantled my life. She' d framed me for theft, costing me a major promotion and my reputation. She' d replaced my blood sample, leading to a false illness diagnosis that torpedoed my executive career. Her relentless "help" had driven me to financial ruin and ultimately, to that fatal retreat. Years of her suffocating "good intentions" had paved my road to hell, culminating in a betrayal that cost me my life. The sheer injustice of it, the constant erosion of my autonomy and future, was a torment that lasted until my last breath. But now, I was back. And this time, things would be profoundly different. A cold, clear idea sparked, promising a future where her "help" would finally be her undoing./0/62343/coverorgin.jpg?v=cb48a0c5889bdd2f6038721120b4fca7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Cold-Hearted Vampire and the Slave
Logan is a vampire prince who finds out her mate when he comes to select some maids from the servants who work under them. Many people tried to separate them by trying to kill her but she got saved every time. When Erica, his mate comes to know about her true self of her being the queen of all the creatures, her past comes to separate them. Will they be able to face all the troubles that god made them face and come out of it and have their happy ever after? And what will happen when she meets her long-lost twins?/0/83462/coverorgin.jpg?v=c340c65c15e35feae874fba8ea339886&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Firm's New Queen
I was Evelyn Reed, a senior litigator, standing in my office. Everything felt chillingly familiar, as if I' d lived this exact moment before. Because I had. Just moments ago, I recalled the cold New York air, the city lights blurring in betrayal, as my husband Damien pushed me from our penthouse roof. He did it after his men had their way with me, a brutal punishment for his lover, Isabelle's, death. But then, I blinked, and I was back, staring at the exact clock on my desk where my old life began its final, downward spiral. The doors to our main lobby burst open, and a group of angry, suit-wearing men, the "family" of a pro bono client, stormed in. They were here because Damien had failed to file a critical injunction, initiating a terrifying lockdown of the entire floor. When my loyal paralegal tried to call him for help, Damien' s arrogant dismissal over the phone led to him being brutally knocked unconscious. The bitter irony: he thought he' d silenced me forever, but I was back, a ghost with one singular, burning purpose. No longer the compliant wife, I would use every lesson from my past demise to orchestrate his downfall, piece by agonizing piece. This time, he wouldn't just lose; he would suffer./0/80490/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260106193616&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Jilted Storm Weaver's Return
Tonight, I, Sarah Miller, stood ready to claim my birthright as a Moon Bay Guardian, destined to command the skies as a Storm Weaver. But my power died to a nervous breeze, and amidst the elders’ scorn, my fiancé Richard publicly rejected me, proposing instead to my adopted sister, Olivia. Humiliation burned, yet worse was the invisible force that slammed into me, stripping every last shred of my abilities, leaving me hollow. In my despair, the powerful leader, Ethan Blackwood, offered me his name, his protection—a lifeline I desperately grasped. But my savior was my ultimate betrayer. I soon discovered Ethan had deliberately sabotaged my Awakening, using me as a conduit to siphon Olivia's ritualistic burdens—her “Cleansing Curses”—so she could rise. His promises of love were cruel lies masking a sinister plot. Worst of all, Olivia, with a smirk, confessed she engineered my parents’ ritualistic deaths, and Ethan, the man who married me, had not only known but covered up her crime. He watched me suffer, using me as a shield, all for her. My entire life was a lie, a sacrifice for his twisted ambition for Olivia. Cold rage replaced my shattered heart. If they desired my end, they would instead find my beginning. I meticulously faked my own gruesome death, disappearing into the bayou's shadows. My tormentors believed me gone, but from the depths of betrayal, I would rise, no longer just Sarah Miller, but a force of nature reborn, ready to unleash a storm far more devastating than they could ever imagine. They wanted to strip me bare? Now, they would face the thunder./0/23391/coverorgin.jpg?v=b1bf1cf5c75327ce72890603ba46ad54&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Devil's Prophecy
Damien, last name unknown, better known as the Devil's son. The heir to the Kingdom of hell, well, that is until some brave soul drives a silver blade through his dear father's heart. A heart whose affection he has never known. With a body carved to perfection, biceps that clench and flex, abs tighten with every movement to give nothing but pure pleasure. He is powerful and elegant. He is drawn to danger and a determination to conquer. Yet, there is one that he has not conquered yet. The things that humans crave…love. As he does on so many nights, he defies his father's rules and returns to the surface in search of what this monster cannot have. And it is on one of these nights when he creeps through the gates that he lays eyes on her. Mirabelle Rose, an exquisite beauty; she is mysterious and the girl that every man desires. She presents all the things that Damien cannot have, and this is the very thing that draws him to her. They spent several glorious nights of bliss together until the Devil learns what his son has been keeping his time with. Both Damien and Annabelle are punished for their deception./0/56400/coverorgin.jpg?v=d474df72d7d119f0681c52312b440dd9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Unveiling the Alpha's Curse: Alexander's Love
Haunted by her past, Anna moves to a new town in search of a fresh start. But now it's back, forcing her to relive the past as the same people she left behind six months ago, along with the horrors she wishes she could forget, threaten to entwine their lives with hers once more. She is forced to choose between the Beta, who wants to give her a new life, and the Alpha, who is willing to lay his life beneath her feet and repent for his mistakes, even if it means letting her go, when an unexpected turn of events results in Beta Aaron offering a loving hand and Alexander, the person who once had no boundaries to torment her, standing in front of her door. She needs to select a hand to guide her out of the darkness where the lines separating the past and present are blurry and the past is loudly echoing particularly when a long-lost treasure from the past rings at her door once more—a unique case that aims to return the most priceless present for a mother. What will she decide to do? Current or Historical?/0/83933/coverorgin.jpg?v=b58742f8909246d663d7fae931280afb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Celestial Heart, Mortal Betrayal
I was Jocelyn Chavez, a celestial being on Earth for a sacred trial of love, fated to marry Pastor Ethan Lester in our quiet Pacific Northwest town. Just hours before our wedding, Ethan came to me, his face cold, demanding I become a daily blood donor for my adoptive sister, Tara. Tara had spun a malicious lie, claiming she saved him from a car crash when in truth, my forbidden celestial powers healed him, nearly destroying me. He accused me of selfishness and drama, echoing Tara's cruel accusations that I had drugged him, then watched as my adoptive parents forced me to bleed myself daily, my life force draining away for their lies and greed. I was dying, betrayed by the man I loved and the family who raised me, unable to reveal the truth of my divine nature due to ancient celestial law. As my mortal body faded, I chose to sever my ties to this cruel world and return to the Celestial Realm, even if it meant facing a punishing penance, rather than enduring this slow, unjust demise./0/44511/coverorgin.jpg?v=d120edfc595220e29f599bab7a546f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Eva And Her Beta Mate
After her mother dies in a tragic accident, Eva Smith is forced to travel halfway across the world to live with the father she has not seen in ten years, along with his new family. Eva has one year left of school before she can move back to her hometown. But things soon spiral out of control when her stepmother shows her true colours and the people at her new school are acting strange. Can Eva make sense of her new life and will she ever get to the bottom of the family secret that has been hidden from her?/0/77364/coverorgin.jpg?v=22532312abb581bb0af87ccc4a8b6038&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Enchanted Mishaps of Elric Thorne
m Description: Elric Thorne always believed he was destined for greatness-mainly because a talking goat once told him so. Armed with an ancient prophecy he definitely misinterpreted, a spellbook he can barely read, and a magical sword with better comedic timing than combat skills, Elric sets out to save the kingdom of Virelia from a looming darkness. What he didn't expect was to be roped into a political scandal involving a runaway princess who moonlights as a thief, a shape-shifting fox spirit with a hoarding problem, and a rival hero who might actually be the Chosen One. Along the way, Elric finds himself at the heart of a mystery involving vanishing cities, cursed love letters, and a forgotten war locked away in time. Between dodging assassins, accidentally summoning gelatinous monsters, and falling in love with someone he's technically supposed to betray, Elric realizes heroism is a lot messier-and funnier-than the bards make it sound./0/24176/coverorgin.jpg?v=d46c01e87090a915e9f8fb317de797be&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Idalia (the secrets of the whispers)
"Sage?" "Yeah?" She asked with a laugh. I took in a deep breath, closed my eyes and let it out. "Victoria came to me in my dreams last night after I begged her to and I think she is trying to tell me something but I cannot remember exactly what she was saying." I rushed out. Sage had gone silent. I opened one eye to see her expression, she didn't look surprise at all, only had a serious face on. "I know," she replied calmly. "You know? How is it that you know?" "The very moment I stepped my feet into this house, I felt her presence, but I wasn't sure. The third night we slept here, I woke up in the middle of the night to get something to drink, but as I got closer to the kitchen, I heard someone singing while cooking. At first, I thought it was you, but when I got there, I only found an empty kitchen. The stove wasn't on, but it was hot, like someone was just using it. I pondered on that the next day, that was why I was extremely quiet. It was after you mentioned Victoria always loved cooking at night, that I realised that the singing voice did sound exactly like hers." I was shocked by the revelation, she kept it to herself. "I didn't mention it because I didn't want to scare anyone or get you all worried over nothing. Judith have seen her too, on the fifth night. According to Judith, she couldn't sleep so she went out to the balcony to look at the stars. Judith said when she got there, she saw a girl with glowing white dress staring at the stars too. She wiped her eyes but when she opened it, the girl was gone. And you know Judith, she only shrugged it off as her imagination." I took in a sharp breath and held it there. "Victoria always loved looking at the stars with Judith, they would talk for hours as they admired the stars." "My thought exactly," ~~~ All Candace wanted was to fulfill the last wish of her best friend, the girl who brought them together and made them the star they were. A simple last wish leading herself and her three friends to a small town they were more than happy to visit. Their lives could never be better, but things are not the way it seems. She finds out a secret that changes all their lives. Discovery that leads to lost, love and a future that is uncertain. Victoria is a powerful spirit more than five hundred years old and there is a darkness that blankets the not so peaceful town. One that she alone can stop./0/85030/coverorgin.jpg?v=2edf8cc975f4cd2fdbae442896137d1d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Husband’s Body, Her Revenge
The world came back in a blinding flash, a hospital' s sterile tang assaulting my senses. Then I heard her, my monster-in-law, shrilly wailing over "my poor Jake," oblivious to the horrifying truth. My hand, resting on the hospital sheet, wore Jake' s wedding ring. A cold dread seeped into my bones: I was in my husband' s body. As Brenda' s conspiratorial whisper cut through the fog – "That car accident… it didn' t go as planned. Chloe is still alive…" – my blood ran cold with the chilling realization. The car accident wasn' t an accident. They tried to murder me for an insurance payout. My own husband, the man I loved, had plotted with his family to kill me, his mistress Sarah, and his own mother in on it. A gut-wrenching betrayal twisted inside me, remembering how I' d used my dowry to build his company, how his family had treated me like a servant, and how Jake had dismissed it all. This wasn' t just about money; it was about destroying me. But as a sharp, burning rage ignited within, a vow formed in the depths of Jake' s hospital bed. They wanted to ruin my life? Fine. I would ruin theirs first. I would take back what was mine, using his body to dismantle every single thing he had built. Justice wasn't enough. I wanted revenge./0/82840/coverorgin.jpg?v=7a193ff22870116f698e031a9e153e04&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Too Late for Apologies
For nearly a decade, I walked through life as Mrs. Hamilton, wife to the charming and successful Ethan. Our perfect marriage was more than a facade; it was my very existence, bound by a secret Soul Pact that determined whether I lived or died. Then, seven days before my designated survival deadline, Ethan casually dropped a bombshell: he needed a temporary divorce for his latest fling, a demanding young intern named Chloe. He offered me designer bags and an unlimited credit card, oblivious that he was asking me to sign my own death warrant, effectively sealing my fate. Chloe, triumphant and venomous, reveled in my humiliation from my very own penthouse, mocking me as "old news" while lounging in my favorite spots. Ethan, valuing his mistress's fleeting whims over my life, eagerly discarded our shared history and sent me away. The chilling countdown from the Soul Pact System inside me confirmed my imminent end-a meticulously "staged accident" awaited. How could someone mistake my life for a casual game, oblivious that his "temporary break" was my permanent end? My heart ached with the profound loneliness of carrying this fatal secret alone, a cruel irony after years of quiet endurance. I died in a fiery crash, right on schedule. But then, a cold, digital voice whispered, "System error. Collect 100 Regret Points from Ethan to be reborn." Now, an unseen spectator, my very existence hinges on the depth of his sorrow./0/50927/coverorgin.jpg?v=428be91795e40bd3b783f726970b81b8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The General’s Genius Daughter
Rong Qiyue had a fulfilling life. She ran a successful restaurant, had an adorable son, and was happily married… or so she thought. Murdered by her husband and his secret mistress, she finds herself reborn as Hua Qiyue, the daughter of a famous general. After rescuing her son, Tianci, from those who destroyed her, she discovers a hidden world, where she meets the charming, but villainous, Tianpi. He declares her his student and teaches her powerful spells to use against those who would do her harm. Shoved into a world of politics, magic, and constant deception, how far will Hua Qiyue go to protect herself and those she loves?/0/56559/coverorgin.jpg?v=ee1814d998b7e211f81f982ae32d6128&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Aerwyna- The Lost Queen
A blue light in a human form started flaming infront of her eyes as she saw it with confusion on it. She saw it turning it into a female figure and it held her hand in its blue and bright flame and whispered near her ear. "Queen of the ocean is who you are, Protector of the ocean is who you will be, Warrior of the ocean is who were". And just like dust it vanished in to the thin air. Leaving a current in her body. Who was now determined to what she has to do in her life. She gazed into her hands as the turned in to blue flames. She stood this time with the sword in her hand to finish the enemy of her world./0/86908/coverorgin.jpg?v=687790eaf54df99f05f99415b2085e61&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Second Chance, Her Regret
I woke up in a hotel suite, still in my tuxedo, on my wedding day, October 12th, 2014. My fiancée, Sarah Jenkins, stood before me, her face pale, telling me to get out. The jarring part was that in my memory, Sarah was dead. She had died ten years later, throwing herself in front of me during a car crash, her last words a plea for me to "live well." This was our wedding day, ten years in the past, a second chance. I knew why I was here. I had spent a decade consumed by regret, forcing Sarah into a loveless marriage for a business deal. I later discovered her diary, filled with her true love for Mark Johnson, something she never had for me. After her death, I yearned to undo my mistakes. A locket, sold to me by a strange old man, promised a way to fix a great regret. Now, I was back. The voice from the locket echoed in my mind, "Her death is a fixed point. Unless her three great regrets are undone, the end will remain the same." I knew those regrets: not fighting for Mark, giving up her music, and Mark's car accident, which had happened a year into our miserable marriage. To start, I crossed my name off the marriage certificate and wrote Mark Johnson's in its place. Sarah's call came shortly after: Mark was in an accident. My blood ran cold, she accused me, "This is your fault! You did this!" She demanded I fix it because his rare blood type matched mine. Bleeding myself dry for her, I watched Sarah's rage turn to tearful accusation, "You did this, Ethan! So you're going to fix it!" I thought she understood my sacrifice for her and Mark's happiness. But as I collapsed from donating double the amount of blood, she screamed, "Cutting his brake lines... Ethan, that was monstrous!" She believed I was the one who sabotaged Mark's car. I had tried to save her, but instead, I became the villain. I chose to disappear from her life. The locket's work was done; I had erased her regrets. Now, only my own new life remained./0/82059/coverorgin.jpg?v=22b8f70b5aa3447428f226a20938b1c5&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn in Havenwood: A Preserver's Revenge
The scent of woodsmoke and damp earth was the first sensation I knew. Then, memory, sharp and cruel, flooded back: Sadie' s smile, Beau' s laugh, and my wagon, piled with preserves, tipping violently. I sat bolt upright in my Havenwood bed, not the ravine, bathed in spring sunlight. My nightmare first life was over; I was reborn. My childhood friend, Sadie, had always eyed my jam-making skill with dark envy. I simply created art from local flora using family recipes. Sadie desperately coveted the Harvest Festival Championship, town admiration, and shallow Beau Sterling. I innocently revealed the legend that the champion marries Beau, which Sadie ruthlessly exploited. Sadie, manipulative and ambitious, conspired with Beau to sabotage my wagon, staging an "accident." They left me for dead, shattering my dreams and existence for hollow prestige and a fleeting title. The betrayal, from my best friend and the admired man, was a venomous sting, worse than any physical pain. How could they be so cruel, so consumed by ambition, just to destroy my life? Now, breathing crisp Vermont air, I was alive and remembered everything. My former kindness was gone, replaced by cunning forged in betrayal's fire. This time, I would protect myself and Havenwood from such insidious people. My first move was clear: Sadie./0/25273/coverorgin.jpg?v=e97233db01136310b6221ee06609cea2&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Return of the Luna Queen
Rosalie has crossed over the void of time, and overcome a mountain of obstacles to find her one true mate Alexander Black. She has given up everything she holds dear to be with him. But fate is now beginning to catch up with the Black family. Whilst Alexander is faced with a rival from the past, baying for his crown, Rosalie is dealing with a foe much closer to home... Rosalie is a white wolf, the Goddess' own assassin and protector of the werewolf species. Will Rosalie find the power within to defeat a new dark evil? In order to save the life she has made for herself in the past, she will now have to once more leave everything she loves behind and venture back to the future to defeat what lurks in the shadows..... Landon Coombes has know that Rosalie Summers was his second chance mate the moment that he laid eyes on her. But when she mysteriously disappeared without explanation, he begins to fear that he will be alone forever. That is until Rosalie reappears just as unexpectedly as she left. Landon finds himself doing all that he can to help Rosalie defeat a new dark evil which threatens to destroy the Eclipse pack forever, all in the hopes of proving how much he cares for her. But Rosalie is nursing a broken heart, can Landon be the glue to hold her together once again, or are somethings just too hard to put back together?/0/57812/coverorgin.jpg?v=dcee3d6d0a3000c4b04ee7cd20e94349&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE OCEANS GOLD
Once upon a time, there lived a very beautiful mermaid under the ocean. She was named as the Ocean's Gold in their kingdom because of her hair and tail shining, shimmering with gold. She has the sweetest voice that make everyone fall in love with her every time she opened her mouth and started singing. She has the ability to change her tail into a human's legs when she's on land and turns into a mermaid underwater. What happened when a man who is walking by the seashore accidentally heard her golden voice and fell in love with her the moment he heard it. Meet Jeon Wonwoo, he always wanted to become a singer but because of his dominant father, he became an actor. He was taking a vacation in their rest house near the beach when he accidentally heard a voice that made him fall in love with the owner. But what if he finds out that a beautiful mermaid owns it? Will he be able to love her even though she's different or he will use her for his own interest?/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./0/25117/coverorgin.jpg?v=ae04ad4333f02bdc35e213d4791b1f2a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
