Fantasy Romance

How would you feel if you were thrown into fantasy world that people called with The Numerion Kingdom? That's what happen to Olliver Pierre, he woke up in the body of another person named Timothee Bailey who turned out to be a noble child. But, unfortunately Timothee's body is very weak even though he is descendant of noble family. Because of that, Timothee lived exiled from the Bailey Family. Not to mention when he opened his eyes, Olliver found out that he woked up with a System that named itself With System 666. The System told him to carry out the mission it will give every single day. And the System give Olliver the final quest to kill The Demon Lord who lead the Demon Empire invade the Numerion Kingdom. Olliver through Timothee's body together with System 666 will grow stronger until they can defeat the Demon King who came to invade the Numerion Kingdom.

STONE AGE FANTASY WORLD STORY John is a loser half filipino half Korean. 31 years old virgin no girlfriend since birth.living his life a lone he doesn't even have a relative.His family died in a car accident when he was in college reason why he give up in life. *OBESE *POOR *COMPANY SLAVE *UGLY *ALONE He saved 2 kids from a hostage taker.But he get stabbed by a knife in his back.He died and wait for 9 months in a lonely dark room for 9 months and get reborn in a stone age fantasy world where magic and monsters exist. CAN HE SURVIVED IN THIS HARSH WORLD "THIS NEW WORLD PREVAILING RULE IS SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST"

My name is Rey, A 28 years-old man who were looking for a job. As i was walking i witnesses a crime in which a girl was being abducted by someone, As i have a heroic heart i tried to save that girl but ended up dying. Pretty lame right? A man that was unemployed, single since birth, and on top of that closer to being 30 of age. ...But there was a big catch, The God of Reincarnation gave me a chance to live again in another world where mythical monsters, beast, magic, and different kinds of species exist. A journey of a mere Goblin with a blood of an Ancient Dragon begins...

When the world encountered an apocalypse in the year 2678, demons and evil spirits Rose and dominated the universe, they captured humanities genius, killed and rendered everything on Earth useless. Earth remained a barren and desolate place in all sixteen Galaxy. However, when a child was born through the concept of Death itself, even the underworld feared his descent.

The youthful prodigy of the Alliance, the Necromancer Kyo the Deathweaver, is dead. But he was not slain by the illness that haunted him. Killed mercilessly by a traitor to the alliance he had sworn himself to, during a war between that same Alliance and the corrupt dogs of the Maburh Empire. He died for nothing, but he did so valiantly. Another youth taken by war. So why is it that he is awoken, 50 years later? Why is it that he finds a world where the Alliance lost and the traitor that slew him is hailed as a Hero? Why is it that he finds a world that does not remember his name? That won't do. That won't do at all.

In a world ruled by holy knights and mages, an orphan grave-digger Kane is hunted as a heretic after accidentally raising the dead. He awakens the Necromancer King System, allowing him to command unlimited undead armies, steal souls for power, and turn any battlefield into his domain. From a hunted fugitive, Kane builds an empire of the dead, slaps arrogant heroes and noble families who branded him evil, conquers forbidden lands, and becomes the dark sovereign who decides the fate of nations. The living will learn to fear the king of the dead.

🩸 ULTIMATE NECROMANCER SYNOPSIS Kaelen was supposed to die. Crushed beneath the weight of a collapsing raid boss and his own piss-poor judgment, he welcomed oblivion like an old drinking buddy with a grudge. Instead, he woke up naked, undead, and holding a glowing black tome that whispered sweet apocalypses into his ear like a horny banshee with no sense of personal space. Now the world is his buffet, and death is just the starter. Armed with a god-tier necromancer class, Kaelen doesn’t build an army—he cultivates a fucking family of unhinged monsters. From Nyssara, his banshee lieutenant who flirts through evisceration, to Mourn, the disgruntled bone-construct with attachment issues, his undead legion is a trauma-bonded mess of love, war, and co-dependence. The gods have rules. Kaelen writes fanfiction about breaking them. Welcome to a world where magic is a drug, love is weaponized, and the word "cunt" is a comma.

A story of a cruel undying villain, Malachi who was reincarnated 300 years into the past after being killed by the Heroes. With his dark necromancy power coupled with his unmatched wisdom, and battle experiences, he seeks vengeance to those who wronged him in the past and the presence. Heartless and not knowing the concept of morality, Malachi only care about his own.

Death was never meant to be played with — until he made it a game. Draven Kaine, once the Empire’s most feared necromancer, was executed for treason after raising the dead army that destroyed his own homeland. But when the veil between worlds cracks open, he awakens in his own coffin — alive, cursed, and bound to the ghost of the man he murdered. To survive, Draven must hunt the escaped souls that now haunt the living. Each spirit carries a secret piece of a greater puzzle — a game orchestrated by an ancient god who calls himself The Reaper King. Every round of this deadly game demands a sacrifice: a memory, a life, or a soul. But when Draven discovers the Reaper King’s final target is the woman he once loved, he must decide… Will he play by death’s rules — or rewrite them?

My name is Tobe, and I am just a poor boy from the Mainland slums. In our city, a massive concrete wall separates the poor people from the rich elites who live on the Island. The rich have everything: wealth, high-tech weapons, and powerful magic guilds. We have nothing but dirt and rifts, dangerous tears in reality that let monsters crawl into our streets. To keep my fourteen-year-old sister, Amarachi, safe, I worked myself to the bone. But the Island elites do not care about people like us. They tricked me. They used my family, took our blood, and left us to die so they could unlock a dark, legendary power called the Calamity Core. But I did not die. Instead, I woke up with a blue digital screen floating in front of my eyes. The system gave me a unique power that no other hunter has: Sovereign Necromancy. With every monster I kill, and with every corrupt elite I strike down, I can command their souls to stand up and fight for me. Every shadow I touch becomes my loyal soldier. Now, the rich elites are hunting us down to steal the core inside my sister's chest. But Amarachi is not a helpless child anymore, and I am no longer a weak boy from the slums. With an army of shadows at my back, I am breaking through their walls. I will protect my sister, destroy their corrupt guilds, and make every single billionaire pay for what they did to us.