This is the Remastered edition of "Cleansing the Waters" Feel free to check out the Original!

This is a SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT spinoff of my main series Heart of Alfhiem. Starts after chapter 4 monsterphilia. Basically, Bell's wives will help him cuck Orario with love. Again, if you're not interested. Don't read. This is a mature story. There is yuri content. No point in a harem if there's no mutual love

SMS Kaiser Franz was an ambitious dreadnought project of the Austro-Hungarian Navy. One of the most technologically advanced concepts to be born in her time period, a young one, was designed for the fatherland during the beginning of the 20th century. But the project was ultimately shelved and forgotten for the rest of history. Yet here she is, somehow born into a world dominated and fought between multiple factions. She doesn't have much of an identity, her only glimpse of memory apart from her history was the word of her drafter. That she was going to be built for glory. Perhaps, the word of her creator isn't completely empty in its meaning after all ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Will feature original artworks of the main character and certain events that will be depicted in the story, however, they will be noted as such. Other artworks used that aren't noted do not belong to me and rather to their rightful owners. Azur Lane's right and character belongs Yostar Studio

(Azur Lane x SCP-4217 Fanfiction) SCP-4217, one of the most feared aquatic menace patrolling the Atlantic Ocean. Once previously thought to have been neutralized during the Second World War, she continues to wreak havoc upon innocent oceanliners and the foundation's naval force However, as SCP-4217 was engaged during its hostile state, an unforeseen turn of events warped the SCP along with the ruined remains of the SCPS naval forces to a new world. A world plagued by an alien threat, fragmented alliance, and never-ending war. And now, a chimera abomination of Bismarck, pushed forward by thousands of splintered voices and octopoid tentacles. How well will all sides fair now? How will they contain something that can't be contained anymore? ------------------------------------------------------- Will feature original artworks of the main character and certain events that will be depicted in the story, however, they will be noted as such. Other artworks used that aren't noted do not belong to me and rather to their rightful owners. Thumbnail drawn with Adobe Photoshop Azur Lane's right and character belong to Yostar Studio SCP-4217 belongs to their rightful author

"You never realize what you miss until it's gone." That one line is something that goes through my head everyday, a broken record that always reminds me of where I failed. Times change, and so do the people alongside it. But time also has the tendency to take them away as well...my case worse than most. The Sirens came, and they weren't playing around anymore. They tore apart each and every base, until there was only a handful of us left to do anything. We all were hit hard, but I lost everyone, they still had each other. My name is Prinz Eugen, and I found a way to bring back what I lost.

June 22, 1947, South Pacific A ship bound for San Francisco carrying a deadly secret cargo disappears, its deceased crew becoming completely lost to the world in every aspect save for within myth and legend. June 20, 2019, South Pacific A crew of frightened adults and hostage takers find within the sunken wreck of a B-29 airplane a string of coordinates pointing towards the now derelict and dangerous ghost ship, unknowingly entering into a world of pain and terror. June 23, 1956, North Atlantic After sinking beneath the waves of the South Pacific Ocean, the ancient ship reappears in the waters of an alternate world intact, with no living inhabitants onboard save for one, a woman who wakes up injured and questioning just how she had woken up from within a human form instead of as what she truly was. The S.S. Ourang Medan. (Notice: In the process of being re-written, future chapters will play out the same but be more detailed and have different personalities for certain characters so focus on the chapters not labeled as "Old story version" for now.)

this is the story of an alternative world where Enterprise and Takao lost everything sisters, comrades, and the world.. because of that, they have one thing in their mind that is destroying siren. they continue fighting the siren that their appearance and personality have changed

Stealth is one of the various tactics of modern warfare and I do not exclude myself from that philosophy. What if a gamer was sent to azur lane as one of the most stealthy ships in the world? DISCLAIMER: The Azur Lane franchise does not belong to me, the images and videos are not my authority, so the credit belongs to their respective authors. This fic is from a fan to a fan, its content is only to entertain.

Sirens are most notable for being a grave threat against humanity, rightfully feared. However perhaps there is more to them than just being enigmatic war machines. -- This is my first 'Fan-fiction' I've ever written. Especially so of about Azur Lane. Also I've seen that there are not many Siren Fanfictions, so I'll give Sirens the love they deserve in this story. I do not own the concept art (cover art) and it is owned by its rightful artist.

An Azur Lane fanfiction Azur Lane X The Last Ship I do not own either The Last Ship or Azur Lane they belong to their respective companies.