Fantasy Books for Women
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A Dare With The Evil
"Is this what you've been looking for‚ woman?" suddenly a playful‚ soulless voice astounded me. Without a second thought I faced that year and looked at it angrily. And there I saw a man holding my clutch and a key. I stood up suddenly and was about to attack it when it suddenly disappeared like a bubble in front of me. "W-what wonder is this?" I asked myself weakly. My hair stood on end at what happened. B-why did he disappear? Magic? Magic isn't real! Unexpectedly‚ I felt a cold sensation behind my back. “Looking for me? Hmmm..” Again that playful voice whispered to my ears. I want to face this person and slap but my feet don't want to move. I'm to frozen to my stead. I can't move an inch or even breathe normally because of this chilling vibes he is emitting. "Why? Scared of? Move‚ woman. Move." He commanded from behind as his voice sounded so dark. "Wh-what are you?" Finally‚ I found my voice. The man encircled me‚ examining every depth parts of me as he kept on playing the keys on his slender fingers. He stopped in front of so as key he's playing with‚ and stood in a dignifying way. He showed a grin as his hand touched my damp cheek. "Do you wanna play a dare with the devil?"/0/71828/coverorgin.jpg?v=7ea602395f882ef20903db869a4364dc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Freda's Freedom
Ken is a shy kid who turns out well, though the contacts and the gym body don't really cover up his shyness, or his brain. Freda is the most popular girl in school, a cheerleader dating the quarterback. A stereotype, who isn't really happy. Together one night, their whole lives will change, if they can find their way back to each other./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./1/128283/coverorgin.jpg?v=4ab8c8e964dd8911b079eae27542f843&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Marrying The Fake Invalid Dragon Lord
After my own father shattered my Dragon Core and chained me in a rotting dungeon for a full year, my half-sister finally came to visit. Wearing the majestic gown of a Dragon Queen, she forced the "Soul's Extinction" poison down my throat. "Still waiting for someone to save you? Your twelve-year-old brother was beaten into a pile of mashed flesh at the palace gates! And your fiercely loyal guard captain? Shot through by heavy crossbows and fed to the rogue drakes!" Listening to her gloat about how she stole my beloved Crown Prince and turned my entire family against me, I choked on black blood, letting out a bestial screech of pure despair. I swore that if there was a next life, I would drag them all to hell and make them beg for death! When I opened my eyes again, I was back at age eighteen. Outside the door, my sister was leading a crowd of nobles to "catch" me in a scandalous affair with a drunken intruder. Looking at the disgusting man lunging at me, I didn't cower and beg like in my past life. Instead, I grabbed a heavy iron poker from the hearth and mercilessly shattered his kneecaps! When the door was violently pushed open, everyone gasped. I was stepping on the intruder's bloody face. Right then and there, I slapped my hypocritical sister across the face and tore my betrothal contract to pieces, throwing it at my scum fiancé. Since my father saw me as a disgrace, fine. I severed all ties with the family, took my mother's loyalists, and willingly took my sister's place to marry Drake Spencer-a crippled, bloodthirsty young lord with only days left to live. Everyone eagerly waited for the news of my brutal death on my wedding night. But when the bedroom doors closed, I pinched the chin of my supposedly paralyzed husband and whispered in his ear with a cold sneer: "Was that a good show, my lord?" In the next second, the "paralyzed" man instantly pinned me down. His golden eyes, like an awakening primordial dragon, narrowed dangerously in the dark as his husky voice brought a crushing pressure: "My lady, knowing too much... can be fatal."/0/87403/coverorgin.jpg?v=459782c3d87b764fcb6b8bdbd7a0f535&imageMogr2/format/webp)
CELESTIAL FIRE
Hunted since birth, Nyxira Rayn is the last Celestial Dragon, hiding her true nature in a world ruled by ruthless supernatural clans. Weak, powerless, and always on the run, her only goal is survival. When she's accepted into Valemorth Academy, the elite school for the world's most powerful beings, Nyxira hopes to disappear into the shadows. But fate has other plans. Drawn into the deadly feud between Zeryn Verridan, the fierce Wolf Prince, and Darian Ravelle, the cold Vampire heir, Nyxira uncovers a horrifying truth: a new breed of monsters-born from the blood of every species-created by madmen who crave power. An ancient prophecy binds the three together-enemies forced into an uneasy alliance. As war looms and secrets unravel, Nyxira must face the darkness within herself: the unstoppable force she's kept hidden for so long. Because sometimes, the most fragile creature is the one the world should fear the most/0/82861/coverorgin.jpg?v=92322cc02a94fa6c37d7253fe91f3fa3&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Son of Whisperwind
Our baby boy was gone, a tiny knitted cap all that remained. Seven months, and we nearly made it. But before I could even properly grieve, my wife, Izzy, obsessed over her ex, Julian. She' d already made the ultimate sacrifice for him: our son, a victim of a desperate, experimental "cure." Julian arrived like a conquering hero, smirking, ready to exploit our ancient, sacred land, Whisperwind Hollow, for his "wellness retreat." My mother, the Keeper of the Hollow, tried to warn them, and for that, she collapsed to Julian's taunts. Izzy, blinded by devotion, dismissed my pleas, then knocked me unconscious when I dared to defend myself. I woke up to hear they'd faked my death. I, the grieving father and son, was now a "dead man," manipulated, then "murdered" again, thrown into the raging river. But the true horror was yet to come: Izzy planned to use our baby' s ashes in a twisted ritual to "cleanse" Julian. The depths of her betrayal, the calculated cruelty, left me numb, then burning with a cold, clear rage. Pulled from the river by those loyal to the Hollow, I finally understood. This land, my heritage, it amplifies what's within. Julian' s darkness would be his undoing, and Izzy's choices, her folly-they brought us here. Now, alive and hidden, I would become what I was always meant to be: the true Keeper, ready to reflect their malice back at them./1/112386/coverorgin.jpg?v=1cdfee07d9a621ae3ab4f8ee9160295d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Possession: A Succubus Guide to Crazy Love
What if a succubus was sent to love the most broken, obsessive men across parallel worlds? Isabelle Henderson is a high-level succubus who feeds on pure, intense human emotions-especially love. When she's recruited by a mysterious system to replace heroines who've abandoned their stories, she finds herself thrust into one dark romance after another. Her mission? Make the yandere (lovestruck, obsessive) male leads fall for her. Completely. Irrevocably. Forever. But these aren't ordinary men: A genius investor who hasn't slept in five years, tormented by hyperthymesia and trauma A violent mob boss with skin hunger who hates being touched-until her A wheelchair-bound heir with suicidal thoughts and a dark secret A high school god with split personalities who both want her A disfigured medical genius with severe mysophobia (fear of germs) who can't stand anyone-except her The twist? Unlike the original heroines, Isabelle isn't here to fix them. She's here to want them. Every twisted, possessive, obsessive part. Because the purer the obsession, the sweeter the feast. "They call it sickness. I call it dinner."/0/72479/coverorgin.jpg?v=b6b0a40afab4354c3ca830b177776d9f&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Forbidden Love: A Fallen Angel's Redemption
In the celestial realm, where angels dwell, love is a concept that transcends mortal understanding. But what happens when a fallen angel, burdened with guilt and longing for redemption, falls in love with a mortal? In "Forbidden Love: A Fallen Angel's Redemption," we delve into the captivating and complex story of a fallen angel who finds himself irresistibly drawn to a chosen girl, knowing that their love is forbidden. This tale explores the depths of their connection, the sacrifices made, and the enduring power of love that defies the boundaries of heaven and earth./0/56581/coverorgin.jpg?v=577f3c30b5c194d3127a7068a5bf8a09&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The witches daughter and the devil's son
That night, the delicate purple-eyed woman in a wedding dress sat on their bed as her husband observed her with a grin. he drawled, his voice wicked and magnetic, “I can't see my wife's face even on my wedding night?" "Your Majesty has promised to fulfil my one wish," the woman commented, securing the veil that covered the lower half of her face with slightly trembling hands.He stared into her mysterious rare purple eyes. "May I ask, why such a wish?"She stared back at him. "Your Majesty might not like to see ugly things.”He smirked and stepped towards her. "But, I never had a liking towards pretty things." Seren, the infamous daughter of the witch, and Drayce, the ruthless and vicious son of the Devil.No one had ever seen her face as the witches are meant to be ugly, but he was the one who never searched for beauty.She was cursed to never fall in love, but he wished to be the only man she would ever love.A cursed princess married off to the Devil's son to destroy his kingdom but the Devil's son had a different plan for her.The secret of her birth will be revealed only to lead the way to unleash the hidden powers inside her which no one can control./0/82537/coverorgin.jpg?v=2d6e22670c1b2c260fddb169c47edb11&imageMogr2/format/webp)
His Love, Her Blinding Hate
Ava Monroe. For five years, my marriage to Ethan Hayes was a bitter war, not a union. I publicly loathed him, clinging to my childhood sweetheart Liam, convinced Ethan was the villain in my life. Then, the unimaginable happened: Ethan died, stabbed by a masked intruder. His desperate, dying call? I dismissed it, hanging up my phone, thinking it just another attempt at control. But death didn't stop him; for five agonizing days, he was back, a visible, tangible spirit. Liam' s insidious whispers fueled my contempt, convincing me Ethan' s ghostly return was merely another manipulative game. I accused him of staging attacks, forced him to kneel publicly, and even held his head underwater in our pool, demanding confessions for lies. At a grand gala, after I slapped him for a supposed poisoning concocted by Liam, Ethan finally broke, slapping me back with a raw, desperate love in his eyes that I was too numb to see. He then vanished, leaving only a final, haunting note. I thought I was finally free, but the ensuing silence grew louder than any conflict. Until I found his horrifically decomposed body and that letter, detailing a fantastical "Gatekeeper," a five-day reprieve, and how my own icy "I will never love you" had sealed his fate. My world didn't just shatter; it exploded, revealing that I had inadvertently killed the man who had secretly loved me. With chilling clarity, the pieces clicked into place: Liam' s "sympathy," his manufactured chaos, his constant poisoning of my mind. He was the architect of Ethan's murder, the true monster, the puppet master of my destruction. My grief transmuted into a glacial rage, as Liam thought my husband's death cleared his path to me, yet he was about to learn just how wrong he was./0/63396/coverorgin.jpg?v=595e771e327827f3b45feaeb415d1e20&imageMogr2/format/webp)
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My Company Has Youkai
Gemma did not expect that this day would come to her. She was just an ordinary person until one day suddenly a man with white skin, long fangs, and red eyes stood in front of her and demanded to suck her blood. That person claiming to be a vampire? When the vampire was about to bite Gemma's neck and she felt that she was about to die, suddenly someone appeared to save her, that person was also her boss, but also a werewolf? Gemma thought she was dreaming. And from that day on, she discovered an extremely shocking secret in her company. That cute intern is a spirit, and the human resources manager's sister is a nine-tailed fox, a not stop there, every employee in the company is a non-human. Gemma's mind was spinning, not knowing what her future days would be like. Deadlock or blooming?/0/34196/coverorgin.jpg?v=9cb532a2495d340f5aea957c6264bc79&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Scandalous Maiden (Secret Lady demon)
A well-known Holy hero was rewarded to be reborn after she killed her husband, who is known as Demon Contractor. Her husband became the villain of their kingdom. She is really in love with him. She had promised to stay with him in sickness and in health but it turns out, it was just her lies. She broke her promise when she couldn't regain her husband. When she was reborn, she was chosen to be one of the maidens that will be chosen for the king's royal consort. Their world is in Apocalypse. In order, to survive, the Gods need his/her people to give them rites. If those maidens are never chosen to be the bride to the Crown Prince, then they will die as a sacrificial tool for the rites. But she never dreams to continue her life again with such beliefs. She already met the True God. Those false Gods were only playing them. Therefore, she hid her slayer identity to kill the faith of those devotees. But a goddess caught her misbehaving, so the goddess reincarnated her husband into someone she never expect to be./0/40685/coverorgin.jpg?v=d120edfc595220e29f599bab7a546f88&imageMogr2/format/webp)
EVERYTHING COMES FROM LOVE
My name is Jennah (see multimedia), I'm 18 years old and I'm from... I don't know, I don't know anything about me just my date of birth I was born on the 12th of December #TeamDecember my first name, of course my age too huh. Physically ? I'm 5'6", I have dark eyes, long wavy hair when I wear it down. My hair color, like tie and dye brown to caramel blond, is by nature. I was born like that. In short I have a strong character but only with people I don't know. Otherwise I'm nice, funny and caring mddr I have two best friends. I have known them since kindergarten but they left. One of them is called Aicha and the other one is Sabrina. In the orphanage we were all girls, no boys. Anyway, that's all I have to tell you, the rest in the prologue./0/77673/coverorgin.jpg?v=c7f56c6938c6106f381d3182eb60a4e7&imageMogr2/format/webp)
100 ways to get rejected by the alpha
Isabella wakes up in a fictional world and inhabits the body of someone else. However, her new reality is far from ideal, as she discovers that her fiance, the Alpha, is plotting to murder her. Determined to change her fate, Isabella embarks on a mission to get rejected by the Alpha before the female lead appears in front of her or her alpha Noah decides to kill her. "Reject me, alpha."Isabella said. "Not so fast little omega."Noah said and laughed. To him her life or death was a game in his hands and he wanted to do whatever he wished. To Isabella, it was important to survive no matter what it takes!/0/19597/coverorgin.jpg?v=3b0b994312d2dcc490d8d21688680a6c&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Edward Brit- The Devil King
Devil king At first I want to tell my readers that it’s not a Mythological “Lucifer” story. This is not the story that has been told about “Lucifer as morning star” in various scriptures. I am creating a new powerful character in this story about “Edward Brit-The Devil king. In this story Elena Gilbert is a vampire and she falls in love with a devil. After, a princess Angelina is an angel and she also falls in love with a devil. The whole world was shaken by the birth of Edward Brit. But that time Edward Brit was very weak. Suddenly his Dad’s behave completely changed. He ordered the killing of his own child. But Edward Brit Moms could not accept it. So she fled the kingdom with Edward Brit. But the next day the soldiers came to the palace with his Mom’s dead body. The soldiers did not find Edward Brit there. On the other hand, in the human world, a couple saw a small child floating on the river bank. They brought the little child home with them. They are amazed at the child’s amazing ability. Because that newborn baby was talking to them. Gradually the baby grows on the human world. when he grows up, he feels something strange in his body. Everything is weird with him. Numerous question came to his mind but he can’t find the answer to any question. Unfortunately, One day, he entered his own Monster world./1/132181/coverorgin.jpg?v=de8c8674070c587db9e9f28efb3652bc&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Rising From Ashes: The Dragonless Wife's Revenge
I funded my husband's entire Dragon Knight Corps with my family's merchant gold, only for him to return from the border with a frail, pregnant woman in his arms. Dashawn stood tall in the Great Hall, his voice booming with unquestionable arrogance. "Beryl saved my life and is carrying my pure dragon heir. Starting today, she lives in the main keep." In my past life, I swallowed my pride and accepted her to keep our family intact. But Beryl was a Blackflame enemy spy. She drained my fortune and used her fake, stillborn fetus to frame me for murdering a royal bloodline. My husband, whom I had sworn a sacred oath to, didn't hesitate to side with her. He stripped off my enchanted armor and threw me onto the battlefield as bait, leaving me to burn to death in a sea of scorching dragonfire. Until the flames consumed my flesh, I couldn't understand how my absolute devotion was repaid with such vicious betrayal. I bought his armor and fed his three thousand knights, yet he handed me to the grim reaper for a lying refugee. Opening my eyes again, I was back in the Great Hall on the exact day he brought his "lifesaver" home. This time, I didn't fall to my knees and weep. Instead, I slammed a vial of lethal Dragonslayer poison onto the rosewood table and smiled. "If she takes one step into this keep, I will cut off your army's supply lines immediately. Choose for yourself."/0/81892/coverorgin.jpg?v=4b1676f168f29a9038eb8c3e654b131b&imageMogr2/format/webp)
The Husband's Secret Game
My husband, Julian, a brilliant but reserved academic, and I, Eleanor, an artist obsessed with miniature dioramas, had built a quiet, seemingly perfect life together. Until she arrived. Isabelle Thorne, a character from an old gothic romance Julian was researching, took my body. One moment, I was sketching a new miniature, the next, I was a horrified ghost, watching her claim my life. She moved into my home, used my voice, wore my face, but her eyes held a cruel triumph. She was an actress, and my life was her stage. Helpless, I watched my husband fall deeper into her web. Her ultimate goal? To bear Julian a child, anchoring herself permanently to our world through a twisted ritual. The profound injustice, the sheer impossibility of it, chilled me more than the coldness of my ghostly form. Would Julian ever see through her perfect facade? Could anyone fight something that wasn't supposed to exist? But Julian, my quiet, bookish Julian, began to notice. The small slips, the missing affection. As suspicion hardened into a terrifying certainty, he uncovered her monstrous plan. Now, armed with forbidden knowledge and a desperate, dark resolve, Julian must play a dangerous game – to reclaim his life, avenge his love, and send this horrifying visitor back to the pages from which she spawned./0/51394/coverorgin.jpg?v=27759826b1804ad056960544f4ab4613&imageMogr2/format/webp)
Hubby, Your Fox Fairy Wants Everything
She was the Spirit Master of the Tea Hill. He was the Head of the Kunlun. They met each other by chance in Jiangnan. With many twists and turns, they got married. Unexpectedly, there were plots in store for them. After the resurrection, he forgot her… But she had his child… To meet him again, she endured the torture of the naga poison; for the people of the Tea Hill, she chose to be a devil… But fate still pushed her to a path without a turning back… She killed demons and devils but was used by others… Finally, she had to stand opposite to him… For the happiness and benefits of the three realms, she was incarnated as the Creation Goddess… She was the Spirit Master of the Tea Hill, Jiang Wuyou…/0/52043/coverorgin.jpg?v=004840abe836c2d926a90586562dcc24&imageMogr2/format/webp)
