only i am a necromancer

Samantha stood before Michael, her tear-filled eyes pleading for his forgiveness desperately. "Michael, please, I beg you to forgive me," she cried out, her voice trembling. However, instead of the warm embrace or reassurance, Michael's face twisted with anger and malice, his voice dripping with venom. "No, Samantha," he retorted sharply. "The time for apologies is long gone. Now, it's time for revenge. You will pay for what you did." *** Michael Ventura, mistreated, insulted, and despised by all, now possesses special abilities and intends to use them effectively. He will stop at nothing to bring everyone who looked down on him to their knees before him and exact revenge upon them.

My peaceful short life had been quickly cut off by a band of bandits that had raided my village, killing my father and capturing my mother. The bandit leader took a fancy to me and decided to make me one of them because of my face, for reasons unknown to me, but this was only the start of my journey. The more I grew up the more I realized that I had no talent, I was as ordinary as I could be, with no inherited memories, no old masters to help me improve my talent, no legacies left behind, no locked bloodlines that would burst into activity when I was in danger. But I still had something that most people didn't have. A stubbornness that many wouldn't possess, the stubbornness and sense of danger that I got for life after I saw my father die in front of me. And with that, I shall predate upon those that are more talented than me. I shall walk forward and reach the apex of the world, not because I want to protect anyone, but because that's simply what I want to do! Regardless of the methods that I have to use or the people that I have to push out of my way!

Paxton Cartier was the only son of the Cartier family. They’re known for being one of the wealthiest families in the country. But then, a tragedy happened that will turn his life upside down. A group of men set a big fire to the mansion where their family gathered for a banquet. Everyone died in the fire except him who was saved by Lorelei Marshall—unfortunately, her face was destroyed by the fire. Ten years later, Paxton came back after he ran away and hid. Now he owns the title of a Mafia King, one of the most powerful men in the country. He’s back to find the woman who saved him and mostly, he’s back to get his revenge on those people who destroyed his family!

Valkyrie Black's world crumbled when she was cast onto the unforgiving streets as a child. Surviving alone and gifted by the ancient "Spark" AI system, a relic of a long-lost civilization, she sees the world differently than those around her. Armed with this ancient technology, Valkyrie wages a hidden battle against shadowy beasts while navigating the criminal underbelly of Durres city. With each adversary vanquished, she gains new insight, powers, and abilities. Set in a steampunk world rife with mafia intrigue, criminal guilds, and corrupt politicians, Valkyrie's journey is a tale of grit and innovation. Other books by Drew Archeron include Rejected Billionaire, The Huntress - Luna Eileen, and Civilian Dragon Lord *I own all rights and layers to my book cover.

"Well, how about this? You come back, and I announce you as the only heir to take over the family business. Deal?" A deal? Why not? He was his father’s real legitimate son after all! Griffin was just a bastard of a mistress who married his father after his mother died in an accident. Was it not for Griffin and that mistress, he wouldn’t have undergone so much injustice. "Deal!" said Greg briefly. He had no intention of refusing now. *** Being mistreated by his own family, Greg chooses to walk away and marry the love of his life, only to get another disappointment. Feeling both angry and devastated, Greg starts to believe that there’s no such thing as free love and decides to change his perspective. From now on, he would no longer be Greg, who was only seeking a better life, but he would become Greg, who everyone would bow their heads to.

Hi, I’m Mark and while I’m not the strongest and neither do I have any unique ability, most of my opportunities being either wasted or given away one way or another, I’m the one that survived the most. Now that I think about it, this life is pretty miserable. I got my ups and downs, but because I rushed at the beginning, I ruined my entire future and the only thing keeping me alive is my ability to adapt and survive. That’s it. No magical abilities. No genius talent. The most unique ability I had was an ability the “survivor” title gave me called “The survivor”. And now I'm about to be killed aaaaand I'm dead. ... . . Die, they said, you will receive eternal rest they said, but where is the eternal rest?! “Hello and welcome to the Regression and Reincarnation agency. Due to your peculiar achievements, you have been fo- ahem, given the chance to go back in time, as well as three wishes.” –––––––––––––––––– Follow Mark on his journey to change his ending, see his rises and falls and journey with him together in this story through your imagination. ______________________ This is my first book and my native language isn't English, so expect grammar mistakes and so on. Enjoy my book and if you don't like it, just stop reading. It is far more energy efficient that writing a bad review. _________________

"My granddaughter will divorce Noah immediately, and we'll begin the preparations for her engagement with James Clifton. That's my final decision!” The matriarch declared, turning her gaze towards Noah, whom she considered less worthy than roadkill. “Or, you can just take the blame in place of Henry.” Voices rose in her support, urging Noah to accept his fate and go to jail for a crime he never committed. “Do you think a gutter rat like you compares with our precious Henry?” “You’re nothing but a worthless villager who got lucky by chance, but my daughter doesn't have to be tied to a fucking freeloader forever!” “Why Eliana ever agreed to marry you, I’ll never understand! I guess my lovely daughter has a heart of gold, but I won't let you take advantage of her!” Their eyes were cold and judgmental towards Noah, who was still an outsider after three years. “Just because you're allowed to live here, don't start thinking that you own the bloody palace! You’re nothing but a stain on this family’s name.” ***** Noah Kingsley– the heir to Edencrest Estate! He doesn't even need to walk amongst the mortals, for his lineage is one of Kings Yet, he lives a double life as Noah Turner, the downtrodden son-in-law of the Frost Family… all to repay a debt of his life saved by the girl, long long ago. Until one day… the Frosts force him to divorce his loving wife and take the blame for her cousin's heinous crime. Noah is ready to show the world his real power, but will his wife accept his new identity? What lies ahead for him at the family he was kicked out from, at the tender age of five? Will he ever be able to claim his place?

What will you do when your world suddenly turn into a MMORPG? A certain student : What?! Am I facing an apocalypse? Then of course I will hoard supplies and become the richest Lord!

There seemed to be no way for Darrin to protect the girl he was in love with, until a system popped into his head. "Ding! The super lavish system has been successfully bound! The host can ask for anything and the system will grant it!" With the power of his system, Darrin not only felt reborn as a new person, but he also realized he had the potential to achieve something great in the world, making a positive difference beyond what he had ever imagined.

"Come on, waiter," Tom taunted, his voice dripping with contempt. "You should lick it up while it's still cool," he added with a sly chuckle as his friends eagerly removed their phones to capture August’s humiliation for their amusement. August was devastated, the money he had been saving for the past eight months barely amounted to $180. How would he muster $800 to spare himself from this humiliating ordeal? Stooping that low to lick the liquor on the floor was an option he rather succumbed to death sooner than consider.  "Please, give me until tomorrow. I'll find a way to borrow the money and pay you back," August pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice. But Tom was not having it with him. “No waiter, everything starts and end today. If you are going to pay me the money then is going to be today and right now, or I will have to force you to lick up the liquor”. August's devastation intensified as he realized the gravity of the situation, this was not optional like Tom presented it the first time. His intentions were clear; he did not at all cared about the money all he wanted was to have August lick the floor for their amusement.