Fantasy Books for Women
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His Betrayal, Her Rebirth
My career as a marketing strategist was unstoppable. Then Chloe Davis walked in, a new hire with a smile too bright and a chilling claim: "I'm a reborn person." She started "predicting" disasters-a major client product failure, a restaurant fire-events that strangely came true, catapulting her to prophet status. Suddenly, my data-driven expertise meant nothing. My promotion, the one I had earned, was given to Chloe. When I confided in my boyfriend and colleague, Mark, about resigning, he looked at me with cold eyes: "Mr. Thompson will think you' re a flight risk. That you' re bitter." The next day, as I prepared to quit, Mr. Thompson confronted me with fake emails, expertly crafted by Mark, showing me colluding with our biggest rival. My resignation was refused; instead, I was publicly demoted to administrative duties, stripped of my dignity. Mark, my supposed partner, stood by Chloe, a triumphant smirk on his face. The humiliation was a physical weight, pushing me to the brink. In my previous life, consumed by despair, I took my own life on the marble steps of the agency that had once been my dream. But then, my eyes snapped open. I was back in the conference room, listening to Chloe's chilling introduction: "I'm a reborn person." This time, I wasn't going to be a victim./0/78495/coverorgin.jpg?v=5dc40103d005a81813cd48046f60d0b6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Whispers Of The Forgotten Realms
When Aria Monroe steps into the towering glass empire of Vale Industries, she expects nothing more than a stressful job interview. What she doesn't expect is Darian Vale-a devastatingly handsome CEO with eyes like fire and a presence that rattles her soul. From the moment they meet, something ancient awakens between them. But Darian isn't just a billionaire with secrets. He's the last guardian of a hidden world teetering on the edge of collapse-a world Aria unknowingly belongs to. As shadowy forces rise and the veil between realms begins to tear, Aria is thrust into a world of magic, betrayal, and power that pulses in her blood. Torn between a destiny she never asked for and a love that defies fate, she must decide: Will she claim the power that was once hers... or risk everything to be with the man who tempts her soul?/0/82564/coverorgin.jpg?v=4446b987e54e0c50cf5753278a790181&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Loved Him Once, Cursed Him Forever
Years ago, I, Elara, the last Silverwood Spirit Keeper, poured my very life force into the man I loved, Jackson Thorne, using forbidden magic to save him from a deadly illness, forever binding a part of my spirit to his. But his gratitude withered into monstrous ambition, and the man I healed partnered with a vindictive lawyer, Tiffany, to unleash a fiery devastation upon my sacred Silverwood, burning our ancestral grove and slaughtering my peaceful tribe. Now, a captive in their opulent lodge, built upon my people's ashes, I'm forced to endure a grotesque "celebration" where Jax and Tiffany auction off my tribe's most sacred relics, mocking my heritage and even branding me like cattle for my defiance. As I watch my history turn to smoke and feel his corporate mark burning my skin, a searing injustice consumes me-how could the man I loved become such a monster, reveling in the utter desecration of everything I hold dear? But with a final, desperate breath and the last sacred seed in my palm, I begin an ancient chant, unleashing the forbidden Soul-Echo ceremony, a terrifying spiritual reckoning that will force him to experience every agonizing memory, every ounce of my love, my sacrifice, and the unbearable pain of his betrayal, even if it's the last act of my shattered life./0/88040/coverorgin.jpg?v=1cf51eea7729fe0755a460e6101db3bb&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Love's Shadow: A Bitter End
I had been dead for a year, my spirit tethered to my daughter, Emma, watching over her in the orphanage. Then, the director called my ex-husband, Elroy, for Emma' s urgent medical treatment, but he coldly refused, telling her, "Then let her die. It would be a convenience. She can go join her short-lived mother." A week later, Emma died at five years old, because her father wouldn' t spare the money to save her. Days later, Elroy arrived at the orphanage, believing I had faked Emma' s death to manipulate him. He pulled back the sheet covering her small body, sneering, "Very realistic. A good prop." He then picked up our daughter' s body, carried her outside, and tossed her into a dumpster, scattering raw meat around it, taunting, "Let's see how long this prop lasts when the stray dogs find it." My spirit screamed, but I was powerless as dogs tore at her. He believed I was alive, orchestrating a sick game, but I was a ghost, a silent, screaming witness to his monstrous cruelty. Why did he hate us so much? Then, I saw him with Ivonne, his childhood sweetheart, heavily pregnant, and the horrifying truth clicked: he had a new family, and he wanted Emma' s heart for his new daughter./0/82878/coverorgin.jpg?v=56dfd4583f5191eda6949a12b3fbda66&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Monster He Became
The pills sealed my fate, but death wasn't freedom. My spirit lingered, unseen, tethered to a world where my husband, Ethan, flaunted Jessie – the woman who'd driven me to my grave. Three years of silent purgatory passed. Then, Jessie's ambition required my 'skills,' subtly manipulating Ethan to desperately search for 'me.' Ethan found my brother Mike, and his own mother, Eleanor, a woman I'd rescued. But Jessie's lies-claiming I faked my death-twisted his mind. I watched, helpless, as his rage exploded: he ordered my grave exhumed, shoved Eleanor to her death, then coldly ordered Mike shot. My family annihilated, my grave desecrated-all fueled by a woman's ambition and a man's blind rage. How could a son not recognize his own mother? How could Jessie steal my heroism? The injustice was a silent scream in my ethereal throat. Yet, fragments of truth-a locket, my bones, a seashell-shattered Ethan' s delusion, exposing Jessie' s monstrous deceit and his complicity. Consumed by cold fury, Ethan transformed into an avenger. He plotted a fiery reckoning at his father's abandoned factory, luring them all to a final, cleansing inferno. In that blaze, my tether would finally break./0/80532/coverorgin.jpg?v=af1762b4f8beba9a9e021b9bad2623ef&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Six Months Pregnant: My Fiancé Buried Me
Six months pregnant, my heart swelled with love and dreams for the future. Jack, the ambitious game developer, was my world, and our baby, a girl, was going to complete our picture-perfect life. I poured everything into supporting him, my art echoing the passion in his studio plans. But then a phone call changed everything. Sophia, a ghost from Jack’s past, painted a venomous lie on the tiny phone screen, accusing me of sabotaging her stream, fueled by 'jealousy'. Jack, my Jack, turned on me instantly, his eyes colder than the Chicago wind outside our window. ‘This is your fault, Emily,’ he hissed, his voice a stranger’s. He advanced, seizing my arm, his grip bruising despite my swollen belly. Dragged to the musty spare room, I saw the old steamer trunk, a dark, heavy relic. ‘You’re going to feel what she felt,’ he snarled, forcing me inside. I pleaded for our baby, for our love, as he folded my limbs into the impossibly small space. The lid slammed down, and the metallic click of a padlock sealed my fate, extinguishing light and air. I died there, suffocating, my last thought of our child, our innocent daughter. He didn’t come back, even as my body decomposed within inches of his everyday life. Instead, Sophia moved in, wearing my robes, rearranging my life, celebrating her triumph on our sofa. My existence, erased; my memory, maliciously rewritten. How could the man I built a life with, the man who put a ring on my finger, leave me to rot, just a few feet from where he slept? But death was not an end, merely a new beginning for my silent wrath. My spirit lingered, an unseen tormentor in the home where I died. I would whisper in his dreams, shatter his carefully constructed lies, and guide new eyes to the darkness he hid. Jack and Sophia thought they could bury me, but they would soon discover that some truths refuse to stay buried. Justice would come, even if I had to orchestrate it from the other side./0/56128/coverorgin.jpg?v=fdbb332d7deaf3615cc3e431a4c171c6&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mafia Bride
"You killed my father! Did you think you got away with it? That you had won?!" I scream at him. "Bell, what are you talking about?" he asks, confusion and hurt reflected in his eyes. "I don't..." "Liar! You are a liar. And a murderer! You.." "Enough!" Isabella thought it would just be a marriage of convenience, as common for most Mafia families, no need for their paths to ever cross. But when she overhears a conversation which revealed that Luca was in her home the day her father died, everything changed. From a union of convenience to that of revenge? Can she play this game to completion? Who will survive?/0/56441/coverorgin.jpg?v=1064aeb3224dd59a95e86cb060476040&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Mated To The Alpha Quadruplets
What did you say, little omega? I didn’t quite hear you.” Grayson rushed after me and growled; he yanked me roughly by the hair and pulled me back to face him. Then grabbing me by the scruff of the neck. I didn’t whimper or make a sound. I looked down at the ground, careful not to meet his glare. I knew that would make him more furious and I had learnt not to do that a long time ago. I could feel the eyes of the cafeteria on me, waiting for my response. My heart raced in my chest as Grayson's grip tightened on my neck. But I refused to show any weakness. That is what he wanted—weakness to show how powerful he was. But he would never be as powerful as his brothers or the Alpha and he knew it. "I said you don't have the right to treat others like dirt, Grayson," I repeated, my voice loud and clear for everyone around us to hear. Eliza is nothing more than an omega at the Creek Pack. All her life she has been treated badly by everyone especially the Alpha quadruplets and the Beta’s daughter. Determined to leave as soon as she turns eighteen, she soon realises that the moon goddess has other plans for her. How will Eliza react when she finds out that she is mated to the alpha quadruplets who made it their mission to destroy her life from day one. Will they regret their actions and claim Eliza as theirs? Or will Eliza stick to her plans and leave her mates and Creek pack for good?/0/82879/coverorgin.jpg?v=4069b5ff3d9a804e85b3e10dc2a1a175&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Game She Played
The doctor's words echoed, a distant hum, yet crystal clear: "Congratulations, Mrs. Prescott, you're pregnant!" My husband Ethan beamed beside me, his grip on my hand tightening, a wide, genuine smile lighting his face – the kind of pure joy I hadn't seen in far too long. He pulled me into a hug, his voice booming with happiness that filled the sterile room. But a cold dread pierced me, deeper than any clinic air conditioning. This exact moment. I remembered it. In my last life, this pregnancy, this supposed joy, became the very weapon they used against me. Chloe, Ethan's first choice, the woman he was supposed to marry, had returned. She feigned concern, using her 'wellness expertise' facade to get close. She then whispered poison in Ethan' s ear, painting me as a burden, before orchestrating my 'accident' – a fall that led to the tragic loss of my child, and soon after, my own broken, wasted death. I could still hear Chloe's voice, soft and venomous, as I lay bleeding: "You were always beneath us, Ava. Just in the way." That memory burned, a raw wound in my soul. The sheer injustice of their cruelty, the depths of their betrayal, still sent ice through my veins. How could I have been so naive, so easily discarded? The confusion, the despair from that past life resurfaced, potent and suffocating. But this time, I was ready. The knowledge wasn't a shroud, but a shield. I blinked, forcing a fragile smile. My new goal was clear, etched in the pain of my past: survive, protect my child, and utterly destroy them./1/110412/coverorgin.jpg?v=a9471e1dc5d50bea98b88e2536d27769&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Serenity's Hunger
Tim Mercer has always been alone. Awkward in conversation and uncomfortable in crowds, he spends most nights inside his small apartment with only his cat and the glow of a television for company. Until the night the power goes out. Bored and curious, Tim pulls an old Ouija board from a dusty closet and asks the darkness if anyone is there. Something answers. She calls herself Serenity, a beautiful woman trapped between worlds. At first, she is gentle. Comforting. Everything Tim has ever wished someone could be, but every night she visits, Tim grows weaker. Serenity isn't looking for love, she's feeding./0/83818/coverorgin.jpg?v=f8c84edec13c29bd9354c60ea2a2c2c9&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Swamp Witch's Vengeance
I used my bayou magic, a forbidden art that deals with life and death, to save Julian Thorne, a rising politician, sacrificing a piece of my own life force for his. I poured everything into him, funding his comeback, turning my folk wisdom into his sharpest political instincts, enduring cheap noodles so he could dine with the powerful. I thought I loved the man he could be, a man who was initially kind even to my disabled brother, Leo. But when his political future was threatened, Julian ruthlessly betrayed us. He framed Leo and me for drug dealing, sacrificing us to save his career and becoming a U.S. Senator. Imprisoned, Leo suffered brutal injury from guards, losing his mind forever, leaving him with the cognitive function of a small child. Julian then moved us into a gilded cage on his D.C. estate, marrying a socialite for power, always assuring me he was protecting us. Years blurred until his cruel stepson, Thomas, brutally beat Leo to death for a trivial lie. Julian and his wife, Isabelle, watched, then arranged for Leo' s small body to be disposed of like trash, covering up the murder without a thought. The ultimate betrayal came when I overheard Julian' s security calling Leo' s death a "blessing in disguise," "one less loose end." Every sacrifice, every drop of love, shattered into an icy shard. The man I saved, the man I loved, saw my brother and me only as liabilities, disposable. My heart, once full, turned to stone, not in grief, but in a cold, hard rage. I was no longer a victim; I was a reckoning. That night, at his grand political gala, I unleashed the full, untamed power of the bayou, plunging his world into chaos. I secured Leo' s body, started a truck, and left, the gris-gris bag containing Julian' s life pulsing in my pocket. The debt had begun to be repaid./0/23277/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ed527bbfd34e36603daa6b1167e0cb0&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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The Vampire King's Bride
~~~~The Underground Royalty Series~~~ Book 1 The Devil's Bride Book 2 The Elder's Kitten Book 3 The Vampire King's Bride Can be read stand-alone. Warning: Mature Content **** I could tell that she wanted nothing more than to kiss me, and from the way she was gazing at my fangs, I knew she imagined what it would be like if I were to drink from her. A thing I’d found myself unable to stop thinking about for years now. Bast was fighting so hard against herself, doing everything she could to convince herself that she didn't want this, that she didn't want me. Unknowing that she was fighting a losing battle, as she'd already made up her mind to be mine, and was only wasting her own time by denying it. After giving her a few moments to tell me no, and hearing no refusal, I gently traced my hands down her form until they met her thighs. Once I saw that she had no issue with it, I lifted her, so our faces were even with each other. "Why are you fighting against what you want, kitten?" I whispered as I brushed my lips against hers, torturing myself just as much as I was torturing her. "I don't know," Bast responded as she looked down, trying to catch her breath. I put my hand under her chin and tilted her head back, forcing her to look up at me. I hesitated for just a moment before finally giving in and bringing my lips to hers. Though I'd been thinking about it for years, the reality far exceeded expectation as I finally felt her lips against mine, heard her tiny purrs of pleasure and excitement as I allowed my hands to explore her body. Finally, being able to touch and caress her, feeling her tightening her legs around me as I explored her tongue with mine, it was like a climax of its own. Her heartbeat was erratic as she leaned into me, a small moan escaping as I explored her curves with my hands, her nails digging into my chest as she gripped my jacket to pull me closer. She couldn't hide how much she wanted me. Not now, not while her body was begging me to continue.../0/27033/coverorgin.jpg?v=401540d313443252e2cd76e4d5a9e335&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Please! I Want To Have Fun!
Belle Stefano, a transmigrator who comes from another world. She woke up one day on a different body. She lives her life leisurely not until she finds out that she’s inside the comic that she’s read and that she is the antagonist who will meet her end tragically by the male lead. Luke Andres Hendrick is cold and heartless. He doesn’t care about the people around him except when she finds Georjia Norjia and falls in love with her at first sight. Belle did her best to not get in the way of the male and female lead of the comic book but she slowly falls in love with the male lead. Will she confess her love for him or she will run away without telling the male lead how she feels?/0/40487/coverorgin.jpg?v=859161f6f6fdfeb2b30636e7585fb979&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Dawson Clan (English)
Cliff always felt his life was different from others. He was always locked up in a dark room with barely any light by his mother. He also can't eat the food that other people usually eat, just smelling the food, he will be nauseous and vomits. Only blood can be his food. He was surprised because his skin would burn if exposed to sunlight. He doesn't understand life. Once upon a time, Cliff went to the forbidden forest at the request of his mother in a will. It was there that he met a man who claimed to be his father. Cliff could hardly believe it when he found out that he was a half-blood vampire, because his father was a pure-blood vampire. At his father's invitation, he lives with his father's family which is none other than a noble vampire family. Cliff's suffering is getting worse because he is not recognized by his new family, he is considered a family disgrace. His life gets more complicated when he falls in love with his brother's fiancé. However, a tragedy has changed Cliff's life. Now, his heart is full of hatred and revenge. He decides to become a vampire hunter. He was determined to eradicate all vampires under the Dawson Clan bloodline, even though in the end he had to kill his father who was the leader of the Dawson Clan. Follow the story of Cliff Dawson, a half-blood vampire who experiences all kinds of suffering and his ambition to destroy his clan./0/21871/coverorgin.jpg?v=73ddbd01cfb236da99dac93c525514e8&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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Legacy: one made out of blood
My name is Themis and I am not supposed to be alive. I survived the hunt which a maiden had not survived for hundreds of years and now I am saddled with a husband. Waves from both the empire and outside the empire are coming. I might be dead at the end but I will try my best to be alive. I will use everything in my arsenal. Including my gift of prophesy. Even if the gift will get me killed. My name is Themis and this is my story./0/74591/coverorgin.jpg?v=b5be151844562261d9e8c7a3916b9b1b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
THE MAZE OF DECEPTION
In "The Maze of Deception," Aria Flynn navigates a treacherous world of crime and magic in 18th-century Ashwood. With her quick wit and sharp instincts, she must outsmart city guards, rival thieves, and mysterious figures who seek to control her fate. As she uncovers hidden secrets and ancient artifacts, Aria's past and present collide, forcing her to confront the darkness that has haunted her family for generations. Will she find a way to escape the maze of deception, or will its twists and turns consume her?/0/72714/coverorgin.jpg?v=300c4e38ddfa6a5f7fea13b24ccfb170&imageMogr2/format/webp)
