I Need Romance 2021

🩸 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.

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?

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.

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.

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.

(EXTRACT) Memories of the cliff, Barry, and the gunshot flashed in his mind. "I... I died, didn't I?" [Negative] [You were intercepted before the final termination of your consciousness] [The system has inhibited your previous host limitations] [You are now All Sufficient and All Sufficient is you]

Javad de Venta was once a professional doctor before he becomes a lived in son-in-law and then a Mafia Don. All odds were against him because he has a kind heart. Things however took a turn when he went to prison and return. In jail he acquired a revenge system that can supply strategies plans and resources for him to regain what he had lost. *** " Boss You only need to sign here and the Inheritance will be yours " " What if I said I want the whole world? " " Then you will have to possessed a black heart " Javad de Venta smirk at this and he nodded. " I want the whole world Cassius. About the black heart, i have it already "

In a world of luxury and tech empires, Jamie Luther's life implodes. "You were never someone I would fall in love with. And so what if I used you....you should be grateful I found you useful at the first place" Francesca sneered. ******** Betrayed by his wife and family, Jamie vows revenge. As Francesca and Fred Blackwood scheme, Jamie unearths a deadly conspiracy. With allies in tow, he'll seek justice, but at what cost? Can they survive his retribution? Will he ever forgive? What happens when you underestimate a Luther?

I've never wanted this life for myself—this life filled with perils and evil. It's like a dream I can never escape from—a dream which I'm forever stuck in. Heh, no one ever wanted this life or ever wished for it. You'd be either insane or extremely evil to wish for this kind of life—the life where you don't have a choice over anything—the life where you're bound by your deepest desires. I never wanted to enter into the supernatural world. I never wanted to come across the Crimsones[1], Lycanthropes[2], demons and the rest. I never wanted to be involved in anything pertaining to the dark and supernatural world. I had always yearned for freedom and not servitude. But of course I was wrong all along. I had been delusional, thinking I'd be able to escape it all—to escape from fate. I never knew I would be pulled into this mess, becoming one of those dark creatures which roam about in the ungodly night. I never wanted to be a merciless predator who was also a prey to another predator (what a food chain!). But all is good. No matter what I shall not alli myself to degenerate into a heartless monster who only knew how to tear flesh, spill blood and break bones. I cannot allow my desires to pull me down. I cannot be corrupted by the abyss! My name is Daniel Stark and what I'm about to tell you is a real life horror. I don't know what you call horror or romance or fa Intasy but this story I'm about to tell you, you need to listen attentively and not miss a bit of information. This is my story—one beginning with pain.

Maxwell found himself married to the daughter of the people who raised him. He was still a kid when his parents-in-law took him in because his real parents were dead. Unfortunately, he secretly got married to Valerie and her parents tried their best to separate them. They became so hostile to him and finally resorted to setting him up. Maxwell was accused falsely for raping Angel who was paid handsomely by the Morgans. He was convicted and sent to prison after being forced to divorce Valerie. It was also at the same prison that he found out about his real identity. After his release, Maxwell was stunned to find Angel waiting for him outside the prison. It appeared that she found something that will help him reclaim his legacy. Because of what happened in the past, will Maxwell forgive Angel? What about the people who sent him to prison? What will be their fate when he takes back all that belongs to him?