Do you fight for your country, or do you fight for yourself? Do you fight for what's right, or because you simply have to? Take orders, kill the enemy. Do as told. Doing so fosters a loathing for the other side of the war, the blame for all your side has lost in the conflict. Without the war finding its end, the next generation ends up no different, that hatred bred into them. Would a man be correct in thinking he is on the right side? He finds himself taking a job to infiltrate the enemy, gain their trust, learn their secrets, their weaknesses, and report back to base. There is no right side, only the one you fight for. Huge thank you to @Lasophie79 for the coverart.

- We are Hunters Voices Strong Slaying Demons With Our Song - - Fix The World And Make It Right Till Darkness Finally Meets The Light - That song was what you grew up on. The whole world only saw the three girls of Huntrix, but only you and those girls knew there were supposed to be 4. You were kicked out right before Huntrixs debut by Celine because she and the girls found out about your patterns. She then gave all your fashion designs for costumes and all your songs to the girls to use. You were so angry, and for the past couples years you had been trying to figure out how to take them down. So when you run into 5 boys with the same purple markings as you, your plan finally comes together. With the help of the Saja Boys, Huntrix starts to fall. But your feelings for their leader start to rise... I don't own any characters except Y/n. All rights go to Sony.

Y/n L/n is a famous solo artist who is constantly topping the charts with his close friends from the band Huntr/x, Rumi, Zoey, and Mira. Now while these four are Pop artists by day, by night they are Demon Hunters, defeating these Demons that are threatening the Honmoon, a protective barrier that prevents most of the demons from entering the human world and consuming the souls of humans. Now, the greatest weapons that Y/n, Rumi, Mira and Zoey use aren't their weapons, it's their voices that connect with thier fans and the souls of said fans are the things that power the Honmoon. That all changes when the demons start to target the fans by sending a Demon boy band to turn the fans on their side. ---------------------------------------------- (None of the pictures or videos I use belong to me)

You are the last of your kind, left behind, not knowing what to do or what kind of role you are supposed to play in this world. Feeling hopeless and worthles,s you'll find yourself among friends, enemies, lovers, and angst just to try and answer the question: where do I belong?

A long trip is ahead for you and nothing else is on your mind is getting back home to your normal non-murder filled life next to your really cute neighbor, But now you are on the run from two of the deadliest, and Oddly Attractive Monsters in the Universe.

I woke up in a galaxy at war in a body that doesn't belong to me, I don't understand how it happened, but I'm in the body of a Necron Overlord in a crumbling tomb, with my dynasty dead and surrounded by enemies on all sides. I don't know where I am, I don't know what my goal is, but I'm sure of one thing, to survive I need to restore the dynasty I'm a part of. Maybe I'll end up creating mine along the way? That only time will tell.

A young 22 year old man named Mono lays in bed one morning reading the Newspaper while depressed. Having just been fired from a well paying job he needed to find a new one and quickly or else face getting evicted. As he read the newspaper his eye brow raised as he saw an ad for a job at a Nightclub he had heard about but never thought about going too. "Nightgaurd position needed at Freyas Nightclub from 12:00 to 6:00 am "Urgent!" Without hesitation he took the job not knowing anything other than what he heard about the nightclub at all. He also did not know the rabbit hole he was about to find himself falling down once he applied.

Have you ever been in a bad situation? Yes? Well, it sure doesn't compare to mine! Trapped in a Ork's body in midst a raid on an Eldar craftworld with a giant Warboss staring at me. I almost got trampled, burned and shot, only to crash land on a hostile planet. As if that wasn't enough, I have care for a baby Eldar, one of the few sources of comfort I have on this planet. Without a warband, I need to survive while ensuring the baby's safety. Get ready galaxy, because the story of the ork sniper is about to become real and I will do it while getting filthy rich in the process.

I am, but a soul among many. I am but one pebble in an avalanche. A drop of blood in a flood. My life meaningless. I am but a man among many, and I will hold the line. Can I win ? Can I survive ? Can I at least do something ? No. But is it a reason not to try ? For in the dark grimness of the far future, there is only war. Disclaimer this book contains genderbend and other fanfiction tropes.