Fantasy Books for Women
Bestsellers Ongoing Completed
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The Second Chance She Stole
My mother' s voice, thick with religious fervor, announced her latest decree for SAT season: 100 days of no secular music, no TV, no internet. This wasn't the first time. I remembered falling down the stairs, Molly's raging accusations still ringing in my ears, right before the darkness consumed me. Now, I was 16 again, trapped in the same suffocating reality, but with the chilling knowledge of how it all ended for me. My twin sister, Molly, quickly embraced Mama's extreme rules, her 'pious' facade masking pure laziness, while I quietly perfected my escape plan. As Molly spiraled into isolation at school, earning the nickname "Amish Girl," my mother, Debra, only tightened her grip, even forbidding basic hygiene. The SAT scores revealed my 1580 against Molly's dismal 850, shattering Mama's carefully crafted image, especially on live stream. Instead of facing reality, Mama demanded I sacrifice my Duke acceptance, "for Molly's sake," a sister who had literally killed me in my past life. How could my own mother expect me to give up my entire future, again, for the one who destroyed me? Why was I back? This time, I wouldn't argue, I wouldn't compromise, and I certainly wouldn't die for their delusions. This time, I was getting out, even if it meant watching them burn their own lives to the ground./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./0/46298/coverorgin.jpg?v=225142b7b2c3f32ea656493907f5be4c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Highness's little mate
"Who are you? You don't even know me. Why are you helping me?" I asked, and he just went back to his straight, expressionless face. "I'm D..... You are?" he asked, and suddenly, I felt a chill run down my spine. It must be because he looked like a cold-hearted person; maybe the chills were coming from him. Or maybe because I couldn't even get past the first letter of his name. Why won't I remember his name? What happened to me? What did my brother do? Why won't I remember the name of my mate?! Mated to the Beta of her pack, Diana struggles with sleepless nights as a Stranger visits her dreams every night showing her proofs that her life in the pack might be a lie and her mate may not be her true mate./0/62198/coverorgin.jpg?v=17da588df22e82036bde2e4db6a040b3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Pure Blood: The Vampire's Fate
Alexis feels her life is full of danger. Ever since she saw the vampire killing someone in the hallway, she felt watched. Remembering the silver colored eyes that the vampire had, made Alexis start to lose her mind. But when Alexis meet him, the vampire did not hesitate to claim her as his fate./0/24562/coverorgin.jpg?v=b62aa7ac6b8fa497b3ffa1e00261081a&imageMogr2/format/webp)
I Need You But I Don't Want You
I lift up my eyes from my pencil case just in time to notice Sarah staring at me. I don't know why but I couldn't pull my eyes away from her gaze. I felt drawn to her. I watched as her rosy pink lips curved upwards. The sweetest smile, the warmest feeling. I can't fully explain this feeling but I know it's doing something to me. ****** A few times I was tempted to look at him but I fought to focus with every fibre in my body. I wasn't going to allow my emotions to go on a rollercoaster ride for a guy like him. One minute he's staring me in the eyes like there is something between us, the next, he is acting as if I'm committing an offence when I look at him, so confusing. ----- ------ ------ ------- ------- Sarah is just struggling to make it through her final year, hoping that she can have a peaceful uneventful year but Blake is stirring up some emotional mixed feeling that intrigued her, confuses her, and at times annoys her. Blake is drawn to Sarah but will he allow her to be apart of his crazy world that hold secrets few know about?/0/54412/coverorgin.jpg?v=3903482f3c5479a36433e9b00270f517&imageMogr2/format/webp)
REBIRTHED LOVE: DEAFEATING THE SUPREME LORD
(FORMERLY TITLED: THE ABOMINATION) A Supreme Lord with a dangerous thirst for power... A woman with no success in love... A man who is more than he seems... Gwendolyn lived a very simple life. As a songwriter she was comfortable in her monotonous and somewhat sad existence. But that took a huge turn when she encountered Tyron... Tyron, the outcast prince of his realm, has been sent on a journey to find THE ABOMINATION; the one prophesied to cause the downfall of his supreme Lord. It was a task that might either get him his father's throne, or cause him to lose his head. But his encounter with the sad song writer pushes him to take steps he never thought of taking... In order to protect the four realms from the greedy eyes of Tyron's father, these two have to go on a journey that will test their trust and budding love... But what if things don't go as planned?/0/82316/coverorgin.jpg?v=313163f884b45dd9481d07d83a7a8be1&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Reborn to Claim My Harbinger
I was Sarah, my powerful Aura marking me as the next Harbinger's mother, a sacred role in our Havenwood Commune. But my first life ended in the cruelest betrayal. Now, reborn to relive that very day, High Elder Josiah, his gaze seething with reborn malice, declared my Aura "tainted" before the entire commune. He brazenly chose my jealous sister, Eleanor, instead, cementing her false claim as our future' s mother. The humiliation was a raw, burning brand. They paraded Eleanor, pure and radiant, while I was publicly cast aside, forced into a "humble" bonding with a groundskeeper, and secretly cursed with a barren charm by Josiah. Eleanor, wearing my own face through dark magic, mocked me as she performed sacred rituals with Josiah, reveling in her stolen power. Then, in a vicious final act, she shoved me into the dreaded Whispering Chasm, a deep abyss rumored to hold restless spirits. As I plunged into the darkness, the bitter truth echoed: my first daughter, Abigail, dismissed as "blighted," was the true Harbinger; my rightful son, Daniel, stolen and presented as Eleanor' s own "blessed" child. My death in the first life, Josiah' s perverse obsession, Eleanor' s venomous jealousy – why was this nightmare repeating? How could I, the true vessel, be so utterly condemned again? But just as oblivion beckoned, I landed. My quiet groundskeeper, Liam – mocked by all for my 'lowly' choice – was there, unharmed. He revealed himself as a powerful Seed Guardian, protector of the Harbinger line. The dreaded Shadowcat, whispered to be a monster, was the Harbinger' s dormant form. And with a single touch, he shattered Josiah' s cruel barren charm. This wasn't oblivion. This was my second chance. And this time, I would fight./0/86860/coverorgin.jpg?v=d30d24031201f865d4746e8270ff250d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
A Mother's Fury Unleashed
On my daughter Lily' s sixth birthday, her only wish was to go to the amusement park with her dad. But my husband, Liam, sent tickets instead of showing up, only for us to find the park closed for a private event. That event was for Tiffany, Liam' s ex-girlfriend. He was there, kissing her, their arms wrapped around each other. The entire park, a thousand happy sounds, was just for her. Then, Lily, pure and innocent, ran through a gap in the fence, calling for her dad. Liam' s face twisted into rage, and he kicked our six-year-old daughter to the ground. He snarled at me, blaming me for Tiffany' s miscarriage, and accused me of bringing Lily to upset her. He strapped our crying daughter onto the tallest ride, despite her tiny size, and instructed the operators not to stop it. He and Tiffany walked away, their laughter echoing, as Lily' s screams faded against the roar of the machine. I smashed the control room window, bleeding, and hit the emergency stop, but it was too late. Lily' s broken body fell into my arms, splattered with blood. At the hospital, Mark, Liam' s assistant, blocked our way, saying no Miller family members were allowed. Liam had transferred every doctor in the city to Tiffany' s luxury hotel. Then, a delivery guy arrived, sent by Liam, with band-aids. "Bleeding isn' t dying," he' d said. My hope turned to ice. Why was I, the one who rebuilt his company and bore his child, reduced to begging for my dying daughter's access to medical care, while he celebrated with the woman who betrayed him and potentially ruined his family? How could he deny Lily' s death, blaming me for her existence, even as he subjected me to physical and emotional torture. With Lily' s cold body in my arms, and my father-in-law weeping beside me, I calmly told Liam on the phone, "You killed my child. I want a divorce." My war had just begun./0/80696/coverorgin.jpg?v=f7b6c48779683c4dedb27fce2dc7f5ae&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Bride Who Died Twice
I had died twice. First, terrorized by David’s brutal hands. Then, heartbroken and broke, betrayed by Mark. But I woke up, heart pounding, in a dusty community hall, my white wedding dress for Mark hanging on the door. Tomorrow. Panic seized me. "No. Not again." Beside me, my daughter, Chloe, looking twelve and solid, pleaded, "Mom, you *have* to marry Mark. It’s the only way to avoid David." My heart sank. Chloe, from a terrifying future, didn't know Mark was poisoned, too. I overheard him plotting, revealing his ex, Jessica, was pregnant with his *second* child. He saw me as a stepping stone. Jessica then publicly exposed his lies, heavily pregnant, to the entire town. The pain of betrayal burned anew, igniting a cold rage. How could I have been so blind, twice? My own future daughter was unknowingly pushing me towards another abyss. My resolve hardened. This time, I’d save us both. No more Davids, no more Marks; this life would be mine. I’d give him a performance he’d never forget. Then, at the peak of his public humiliation, my first abuser, David, appeared, marriage certificate in hand, declaring I was *already* his wife./0/80698/coverorgin.jpg?v=6876b76ef3dfe29bde3276332efcbf35&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Rodeo Queen's Second Ride
I was moments from becoming Lone Star Rodeo Queen, poised to cement my place in Texas society, just as I had in another reality. But in that past, that "first life," my story ended brutally. The economy tanked, my husband, Blake, blinded by his obsession with Clara Belle Hayes, abandoned our kids and me. I fought, but we died, leaving Blake’s horror-stricken face as my last memory. Then, *snap*. I was back. The roar of the rodeo crowd, the familiar dust. At midnight, ready for the final barrel run that had, in my first life, set me on that tragic path. Pure panic seized me. Not again. I wouldn't repeat the nightmare. So, with a deliberate, clumsy move, I fell, hitting the dirt, breaking my wrist, and losing the crown. Blake rushed in, but not for me. He was there for Clara Belle, the new Queen, their golden, triumphant embrace a cruel echo. Gossip swirled: "Poor Sarah." "Blake looks smitten." "I’m happy for her," I lied, the words tasting like glass, knowing he'd secretly coached her then too. My heart, once shattered, was now scarred and hard. This time, I’d see the storm coming. This time, I’d survive./0/80699/coverorgin.jpg?v=45e19516702fa1176d3acb976c261e58&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Charleston Soul Swap
My Charleston life was straight out of a storybook: a loving family, a handsome fiancé, Chad, and a generous engagement gift – a historic mansion in the heart of the city. But then came the nightmare. One dizzying moment at my engagement party, surrounded by opulence, and the next I was trapped. Trapped inside my fluffy white Bichon, Angel, my world became a terrifying cacophony of barks and urine. Through the bars of a filthy cage, I saw my step-brother Billy Ray smirk, abandoning me—Sarah Jenkins, the wealthy heiress—to a notorious high-kill animal shelter. I knew Daisy-Mae, his conniving wife, was now standing triumphant and relieved in *my* gorgeous Charleston home, inhabiting *my* body, embracing *my* privileged life. The betrayal was absolute, the cruelty unimaginable, turning my gilded existence into a nightmare worse than death. How could this dark magic be real? How could my own family turn so viciously against me? Miraculously, I jolted awake, back in my own bed, days before the horrific swap was truly meant to happen. My first move: feigning a sudden, violent dander allergy to banish poor Angel—and Daisy-Mae's trapped soul—from my rooms. This time, I'm not just fighting back; I'm turning their dark schemes against them, inch by agonizing inch./0/23596/coverorgin.jpg?v=e50de3dcff2b4233f7a9552935e823e4&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Hunter's Mate
I grew older knowing supernatural creatures. For example, I could tell a vampire if I see one. It was strange that I was more powerful than any of them. At first, I thought I was one of them but the more I studied about them, the more it gave me reasons to doubt that I was like them. I gave up trying to find the race I belonged to, so I went about my daily life living like humans. But my world began to crumble when I found my mate. He is a warlock of the witch's coven and one of the mermaid hunters. Through him, I started to find who I really am and my purpose on earth./0/83944/coverorgin.jpg?v=9d69c065342c19558648af8e9aa3f9dd&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Truth They Left Behind
Hurricane warnings flashed across my screen. My "family"-my adoptive mother Jennifer, my brother Matthew, and my beloved sister Sabrina-drank champagne, scoffing at my warnings. But when the storm hit, and the grand mansion began to collapse, it was me, Nicole, the "hick" from Appalachia, who dragged their dead weight from under crumbling ceilings. I broke through walls, tore my hands digging a tunnel, all to save them. Yet, as first responders arrived, Matthew smirked, accusing me of abandoning them, while Sabrina feigned innocence. They both pointed paramedics away from me, towards their "trapped" daughter. I fell, impaled by rebar, bleeding out in the rubble, completely alone, as they rescued Sabrina, showering her with concern they never once gave me. They never saw the blood soaking my hands, the growing stain on my abdomen. Why would they choose her, time and time again, even as I sacrificed everything for them? Why did they leave me to die in a pile of concrete? They just made a huge mistake. Because my father, Andrew Clark, is about to make them watch exactly how I died. And the truth will shatter their perfect world./0/21975/coverorgin.jpg?v=c5c7491ee680945b117a3998245e40fe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Name is Simon
"Life and Death are like green and red: you can't be both, but you can be neither. " If you will be given the chance to live forever, will you accept it? Or would you rather live with the fact that life ends with death? For Simon, there is no other choice than to live until everyone dies. All he wants is to be dead, but how?/0/37549/coverorgin.jpg?v=3419d2513b69fb8688ac3d6c2fbea1a7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The love to random
When life seems meaningless, when those who should be your companions abandon you without a second thought, chance seems to be the salvation. All Sophia wanted was to forget that one day she loved Rafael, and she finds on a small beach in the neighboring town, what she didn't even know she was looking for. All Vicente wants is his old life back, without shifters, werewolves, vampires and a soulmate who rejected him and ripped his heart out, but a simple walk along the beach presents him with much more than he bargained for./0/83297/coverorgin.jpg?v=0ceac6651c63c9d2b72e6f41e61ba2ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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./0/82649/coverorgin.jpg?v=6503eaa6a09292b622965ee25535f2c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Shattered Vows, Broken Lives
Our trip to the San Juan Islands was supposed to save my marriage. I loved Chloe completely, even sacrificing a kidney for her years ago. This getaway, she promised, was just for us. But onshore, her icy betrayal began. She smashed my satellite phone, threw my wallet in the water, and watched Marcus pour my vital kidney medication into the sea. "Liam needs this baby," she hissed. "You were always a complication." They left me to die, stranded on that desolate island. I died that night, alone. I awoke a ghost, trapped as an unseen witness. Liam usurped my life, claiming my kidney donation and moving into my home. He poisoned Chloe's mind, convincing her I'd abandoned them. He brutally killed our dog, Buddy. When my remains were found and my ashes offered, Chloe-believing it my cruel trick-tragically trampled them. My love, my sacrifice, my very existence erased, twisted into lies. As a silent, raging specter, I endured her profound delusion, unable to shatter Liam' s lies. This desecration of my memory was a death beyond physical pain. Yet, hope unexpectedly flickered. Months later, our son, Leo, fell gravely ill. At the hospital, Chloe overheard doctors detailing my kidney donation and my missed medical appointments. The chilling truth of Liam' s lies, and my sacrifice, finally shattered her reality. The true horror had just begun./0/25222/coverorgin.jpg?v=032bd5c24630d5ab597a778472b01f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
My Human Fated Love
"Emily Watson is a Twenty-one year old orphan who grew up in an orphanage since birth. She is as beautiful as an angel. She is a simple college girl, elegant in nature, a little nerdy in nature and kind hearted. William Rostov is a twenty-seven year old werewolf lord, known for his ruthless, arrogant, merciless nature. His hatred for humans is unbelievable. What will happen when circumstances force them to get married? Will they be able to overcome their inner demons and accept this new found relationship. Is Emily really a human? What are her birth secrets? Let's embark on their journey and find out their secrets."/0/81028/coverorgin.jpg?v=a98e1150b128a5ce067099021f0d7756&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Guardian Angel's Comeback
My quiet life in the sprawling Hawthorne estate was a secret dedication, for I was their Guardian Angel, my well-being intertwined with their immense fortune. A scholarship student, I focused on my books, a delicate porcelain dove on my desk, a silent reminder of my crucial, hidden role. This peaceful existence shattered when Brooke Ashley, my cousin Ethan's jealous fiancée, burst in, leveling wild accusations of grants "stolen" and spells "whispered." Her rage culminated as she deliberately smashed my heirloom porcelain dove, its sharp fragments gashing my forehead. The attack spiraled into a nightmare: Brooke and her friends disfigured my face with a letter opener, ripped my clothes, and even tried to brand me with a hot lighter, while the family butler betrayed me, diminishing my sacred status to save himself. When Ethan's father, Marcus Sr., arrived, instead of salvation, he saw only scandal, and pressed a thick pillow over my face, attempting to suffocate me. As I struggled for breath, the realization hit me: the very family whose prosperity I safeguarded was willing to commit murder to bury their cruel secret, sacrificing their own destiny just to silence me. How could they, knowing the ancient pact, extinguish the source of their own success with such monstrous indifference? In my final moments of darkness, the door burst open, and my childhood friend, Liam Hawthorne, my true protector, pulled me back from the brink of oblivion, promising a new beginning and a devastating reckoning for those who dared to defy fate./0/24574/coverorgin.jpg?v=a90d381e679f87780f0555b69bc364e3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
