!!!NOT A READER INSERT!!! A young girl finds herself trapped in a killing game where only two can remain. It's survival of the fittest where strong bonds can be made or broken. __________________ Disclaimer: This book is going to contain spoilers for all of NDRV3. Continue at your own risk. Ndrv3 belongs to Kodaka Ichika belongs to me

READ [GAMING LOVE] FIRST BEFORE READING THIS BOOK 🎮 - A tropical island where a killing game was involved, creating new bonds from scratch as we needed to solve the mysteries of murders and the culprit along with the island. But why is it that I have seen the pastel pink haired girl before? ××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× Warning: Blood, Violence ×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××

*I wish she could notice my love for her *Can you come up to me and say you love me* *Im inlove with you Nanami.... Sorry?* -(Y/N) ××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× Warning: Violence, sexual content, blood ××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× Highest Rank: 1#NanamiChiaki

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 1 --- Tacenda; pl (plural only): Things that are not to be spoken about or made public. Things that are best left unsaid. --- He was unlike anyone else you had seen before. There was a certain confidence about him that drew everyone's eye. His hair was tied back into a messy plait, but it was the color that was the most striking, a bright pink that contrasted the dark red and black of his robes. His face was mostly obscured by the mask of his people, but you could just make out the shape of his jaw and a flash of sharp teeth when he smiled. He was dangerous - but he was magnetic.

Change. It's scary. But, we do it anyways. Even if it's for the better... or for the worse. An alluring love, can change people... The feeling is so strong... And that's why it's all the more dangerous. \_+0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0+_/ !! A Technoblade X Female Reader Fanfiction !! !!Disclaimer!! This book was renamed!! It was originally called "Enemies", but I changed it because I felt like this title suited the book more better. :p Also- literally just did some research and found out that Techno is apparently uncomfortable with fanfictions and shipping, finding them "cringe". This was technically my first book, so I would like to apologies for the inconvenience. I made sure not to do too much ship work, but there's enough to call it a fanfic :p Author's Notes: * Reader is FEMALE * During the events of Manberg and Pogtopia!! * Blood Warnings * Possibly inappropriate humor..? *A little change to the original SMP lore!!

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 2 --- Versailles (proper noun). The argument over the etymology of Versailles tends to privilege the Latin word 'versare', meaning "to keep turning, turn over and over", an expression used in medieval times for plowed lands, cleared lands (lands that had been repeatedly "turned over"). --- He wasn't like any endermen you had seen before - probably because he wasn't fully an enderman. He was tall like an enderman, but that was where the similarity ended. He was split down the middle - half of his skin the same inky black as the twins, the other half a radiant white. His eyes didn't match either - one blood red and the other emerald green. His hair fell in soft waves, almost obscuring his eyes at times, and he kept his head tilted down, his sharp jawline on display. He seemed timid, but that might have just been the situation - anyone behind bars would likely hang their head.

PHANTASM SERIES BOOK FIVE ---- Tryst (noun): a private romantic rendezvous between lovers, "a moonlight tryst". ---- Your eyes drifted upwards catching onto the glint of the sword that had saved you and following the curve of the blade upwards until you came to a knarled hand, with dirt under the fingernails. You followed the arm upwards until you reached his face - partly obscured underneath a green and white striped hat. You were able to catch onto blue eyes and the scruff of a beard underneath a mop of blonde hair though. What drew your attention most though, was the crow's wings behind him, flared out and glinting by the light of the sword. You hadn't even heard him swoop down for the approach. For someone who hadn't been seen in over a century, the Angel of Death looked young... too young. But then he was spinning away, wings flapping behind him so that he hovered over the ground as he sliced through anything that came too close for comfort. Even the skeletons a ways away weren't safe from his flames when their zombie counterparts came staggering too close. Soon enough, the dark forest was alight with burning undead creatures, providing a light source for you to stagger up to your feet as the Angel slid his sword back into it's scabbard. You weren't expecting him to round on you like he did, fire in his eyes. "What the hell are you doing?"

Why do people fear fire? The big body of Water is called the ocean... Then there is the Earth itself...a giant piece of rock... And then the Air we breathe...the large invisible Air...essential for all life... But a big body of Fire takes that all away... It burns the earth,covering it in flames... It takes the oxygen out the air making it unbreatheable... And the sheer heat makes the water itself evaporate... The most destructive...powerful...most feared element... Fire...

Thanks to the efforts of the future foundation and the survivors of the killing school life, Junko Enoshima's despair has greatly weakened. But one last thing stands in the way of true hope... The ultimate despair. AKA, Hope's Peak Academy's 77th class. A solution to that issue has been put into motion, but... what will you do when somethings don't go according to plan?

> 🎧🎶 Kyoka Jiro x Male OC slow burn romance > This story used to be a reader insert story. Any remains of this old writing style you may find throughout the chapters are merely mistakes the author overlooked when editing the story. In society where superpowers are a reality, people often judge each other based on what uncanny ability they have. Some are blessed with incredible powers, while others, well, it gets complicated. Meet Atsuhito Kaito, a guy with a bold dream, a goal which only a few are able achieve, he wants to become a HERO and make people smile. But not just a good ol' regular hero, he wants to become a symbol of hope, to prove that even the simplest of quirks can make the greatest of heroes, an example for future generations. Being childhood friends with Izuku Midoriya, he soon understands why in this world not everyone is born equal. His quirk, Steam, is not an flashy and powerful one, but it sure does have its uses. He joins U.A High's Hero Course, and soon after, strange things start to happen. It's a long and difficult path to become a pro, full of challenges and adversities that will test his will ever more. This story is also the first fanfiction that I write, like, ever, and english is not my native language, so expect a lot of mistakes of my part. I do not own My Hero Academia or its characters. Nor any art that I may use, all rights reserved to their respective owners.