He was a necromancer with weak dark power. Their adventure team got wiped out. His biggest regret in life was for being weak. Other Necromancer could have done major damages to their enemy. He died and transmigrated into another body. He got a second life as a playboy prince. It seemed his dead friends have reincarnated as his children. What? Why there is a divine power in a Necromancer? This is total mess up.

Many things have happened to Harry, he endured because it was what he had to do to keep the ones he cared about safe. But when he finds out that Sirius' death was not how it seems, everything becomes too much and his mind snaps. Consumed with hatred, he goes to the place where he feels drawn and shows the world why he has always been a threat! Beautifully Broken by Jessiikaa15 Books » Harry Potter Rated: M, English, Drama & Suspense, Harry P., Voldemort, Tom R. Jr., Words: 21k+, Favs: 1k+, Follows: 372, Published: Apr 19, 2014 NOT MINE!!!!!!!!!

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I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

[Chen Ju Fen] The chrysanthemum fragrant blooms at dawn. At the age of 22, she died by the hands of her so-called husband and at the feet of her 'sworn' sister. Dying regretfully for wasting her life on a man who had thrown her away so easily like an used tissue, she opens her eyes to the familiar sight of her bedroom at the age of 16; it was exactly one year before she married him. Now she makes a choice: follow with the original story or take another route. NOT A TRANSLATION: this is my own humble story. All rights reserved. Do not plagiarize. Cover picture belongs to me while other photos used throughout the chapters do not, and I don't claim them. They belong to their rightful owners. Viewer's discretion is advised. Story contains usage of strong language, violence, and heavy sexual contents. Read at your own risk! Highest Rankings reached: #1 Novel #1 Revenge #1 Short story #1 Mature

"Princess," Damian's voice sliced through the silence, dangerously close to where she was hiding, "I know you're here somewhere." Marinette muffled her ragged breaths. He was clearly enjoying this. "Come out, come out, wherever you are..." A squeal to IRONY. Check the first one first.

"i Don't want a girl like you i Don't Want a skinny, weak, she-wolf like you! i, Adrien agreste son of the head alpha Gabriel agreste, here by, reject you marinette Dupain-cheng as my mate and my pack future Luna of the green ocean pack!" as he said that my heart felt like shattered to pieces and being throw at the fire my wolf howled and crying at the pain that has severed with our Bond in my back mind my tears pooled on my eyes as i stare his figure walk away from me and with that is my last hope is walk away from me instead of protecting me his mate why did the moon goddess pair me with him? did i do something in my past life that she punish me with this? I clutched my hands to my chest, As i walk insides everyone was looking at the ground the strong aura its not the ordinary people i know it even our alpha Didn't have this aura but i walk with my head held high i Don't afraid of anything he walk behind me as he pushed a little of my hair and he breath on my scent what's happening!? "Mate"he growled out as everyone gasped

"Mari, don't you dare--" Ayla warned. That was about when she jumped off the roof. A Marichat fanfiction, possible other shippings. PG13 Rating.

An AU of the story Miraculous and Cinderella :D whereby Adrien is the prince! well you'll see how the story goes when it's out!

"Midnight!" She gasped, pulling away from the golden-haired boy. He gave her a questioning look, reaching out for her wrist again. "I have to go, sir!" "Wait, Ladybug-" The masked girl stumbled down the stairs, a glass slipper falling off as she ran. She had no time. It was midnight! "I love you!" But it was faded, a sentence that no one heard but the Prince. He sighed, watching her leave. Suddenly, he noticed the shining shoe perched on the stairs gracefully. Picking it up, he carefully examined it. Only one girl could fit in this shoe; his Ladybug. (This is not a Cinderella story, I promise. There's more than meets the eye! Disclaimer: THE COVER ART DOES NOT BELONG TO ME! Also, I kind of bent the lovesquare. Kind of. Like Ladybug likes Chat Noir a little more than Adrien, Adrien likes Marinette a little more than Ladybug.)