El sacrificio de Cale trajo consigo la paz para los dos continentes. O eso creyó. Los gobernantes junto a los dioses lo regresaron al pasado, pero está vez las cosas serían más difíciles de afrontar. Sin la ayuda de sus amigos. Pero con el apoyo de Sung Ji Woo. Ellos dos se enfrentarán al Dios sellado y a los monarcas que buscan destruir sus mundos. Secretos se revelarán. Y la profecía se cumplirá. -Cale es cierto que no cuentas con ellos pero yo tomaré sus lugares, yo y mi ejército somos suficientes para seguir tus órdenes. -Confia en mí, yo te llevaré a la victoria. -Confio en ti mi monarca.

-Será como si nada de esto hubiera pasado, excepto para él. Draco lo recordará todo: su dolor, su sufrimiento, tu destrucción... pero tú, Harry Potter, olvidarás quién eres. Volverás a ser el niño que fuiste antes de conocer la magia, antes de conocer el dolor. Una risa amarga escapó de mis labios. No me importaba quién fuera yo. Todo lo que importaba era que él viviera. Él recordaría, cargaría con el peso de nuestros errores... pero viviría. -Hazlo -murmuré. La Muerte alzó sus manos, y un oscuro resplandor envolvió todo a mi alrededor. Sentí cómo mi ser comenzaba a desvanecerse, cómo la última chispa de lo que era se apagaba. Pero, con el último fragmento de mi consciencia, supe que, por fin, Draco podría vivir. Y aunque nunca lo sabría, aunque mis recuerdos se disiparan, él lo sabría. Él lo recordaría todo.

Kai was inexplicably reborn as a cannon fodder in a game from his previous life. The same appearance but world's script seemed to have given him too many lines and scenes...so he compromised. Instead of sucking up to the young and impressionable prince, Kai... silently followed him like a mindless follower. Instead of bullying the future general of the kingdom, Kai simply flaunted his wealth silently whenever he was in front of him. Instead of begging for his life in front of the villain, Kai... let himself be tied up. Kai stared at his hands that were tied above him...then at the three perpetrators in front of him. What's the big deal? I followed the script to a T, how come I'm being punished.

"Transmigrar a otro mundo debe ser magnífico" eso era lo qué pensaba antes de llegar aquí. Dónde un estúpido sistema quiere obligarme a seguir el curso de la historia. Solo diré; ¡Jódete.! para empezar no me gustan las chicas. El sistema se arrepentirá al mentirle sobre como se enlazaron, el no sabía qué su nuevo anfitrión es una persona demasiado peligrosa. Inicio: 03/04/2022 Finalizó: 22/10/2023 ⚠️ Advertencia: Esta historia es de chicoxchico, no leer si no es de tu agradó. También tendrá Mpreg. ➡️Obra original, escrita por mí. ➡️No se acepta copia o adaptaciones de está historia. ➡️Portada creada con la AI ➡️ No público ninguna de mis historias a otra plataforma que no sea está, la de Wattpad.

Luffy nunca ha tenido una novia pero sentía curiosidad, así que te pide que actúes como su novia para saber qué se siente estar en una relación amorosa

Sakura was tired. So very tired. And it's not even the type of tired you feel after a sleepless night. Or the type you feel after exercising. It's a deep rooted tired, that you feel in the very depths of your soul. That makes the seconds feel like minutes, the minutes feel like hours, the hours feel like days, and days feel like months. It's a type of tired that makes you wonder why you're still here. And the reason for this tiredness, is that Sakura simply cannot die. Well, she can die, but when she does, her life simply starts over. In her first life, she was a hopeless romantic, fallen head over heels for a certain Uchiha. In her second life, she was a confused scholar, searching for the reason of her rebirth. In her third life, she was a careless daredevil, showing no regard for her life. In her fourth life, she was moody, getting sick of this game. In her fifth life, she gave up hope, knowing that the process would always repeat itself. In her sixth life, she took a blade to herself, hoping to move on. She didn't. In her seventh life, she was a killer, a merciless assassin. In her eighth life, she was a traveler, searching the world for an answer. In her ninth life, she became a leader, her name known far and wide. In her tenth life, she was a civilian, a small, little nobody. Now her thirty third life has come to an end (she was a genius musician in this one), and something goes wrong in the rebirth process. To put it simply, the gods screwed up. They were careless with an especially important soul-an immortal soul. A soul that belonged to a person rebirthed so many times that her soul carried so much wisdom and knowledge that it needed special handling. In the end, they accidentally put her soul into another body. A body that was already occupied. A body belonging to none other than Madara Uchiha. *#1 in the madasaku tag, March 19, 2019!* *#2 in the narutofanfiction tag, May 23, 2019*

不幸な | 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐋𝐘 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 ━ ( yandere muzan kibutsuji x fem! reader ) ━ ━ ━ ━ ➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a girl from the present gets transported into the world of demon slayer far beyond the normal timeline, trying to figure out a way back all the while a certain demon lord obsesses over her and her unique ability of regeneration ━ ━ ━ ━ ➺ mature themes and language ➺ started: feb 5, 2022 ➺ republished: july 24, 2024 ➺ ended: july 24, 2024 ➺ status: completed ━ ━ ━ ━ 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 #1 - kny #1 - muzan #1 - kibutsuji #1 - yandere #1 - yanderexreader #1 - demons #1 - demonslayer #2 - anime #2 - yandere #3 - lust #10 - fanfiction #12 - dominance ━ ━ ━ ━ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 Demon Slayer

It was just a game, and she was just one of a few people helping to test it. So why was the game suddenly different? Something was wrong, she just didn't know what. His dungeon had been his home since his memory began, no matter how he wished to changed it. His life the same pain, repeating over and over. That was until she came. She freed him, and now there was nothing to hold him back. Yet still all he wanted was her. Make no mistake it should never have happened. No one could have seen it coming, and by the time they realised what was happening it far far too late. ~ Rated Mature For Future Chapters ~ ~ I do not own any of the art, all credit goes to the artists ~

Un hombre ha muerto a manos de Draco, y las consecuencias repercutirán para Sirius, Harry y todo el mundo mágico, sobre todo, para Voldemort. Aunque no es tan fácil renegar a sus padres y a sus viejos amigos en Slytherin, cuando es forzado a escoger en quién se convertirá y a quién dejará atrás. La única certeza que Draco tiene es su propio poder, el cual se hace cada vez más fuerte, extraño y extremadamente peligroso. Casi tan peligroso como lo mucho que ama a Harry Potter. Historia original de starbrigid Traducción al español de royaltymalfoy

(m. yanderes x f. reader) (completed) Many years ago an infection struck the population of humans on earth, it became colloquially known as 'lovesickness' or simply 'the infection'. What is was? It damaged the infected person's empathy and made them willing to go to extreme lengths in the name of love. Advanced strength and senses were other symptoms that would arise with the condition as well. Over time as the disease was desperately suppressed it grew in its numbers, once children would hit eighteen they'd be tested for antigens and the numbers of infected persons would increase every year. Today it was next to unheard of to be uninfected and society had shaped itself around the needs of the infected. The four different strains of the disease would live together as the almost nonexistent uninfected population tried to avoid exposure. On (Y/n) (L/n)'s eighteenth birthday she would have a government ordered blood test to determine what strain of the infection she had only to discover there was no strain present.