"I ABHOR YOU TO DEATH, YOU BASTARD GOD OF DEATH! WAIT FOR ME!!!! I WILL DEFINITELY KILL YOU WITH MY OWN TWO HANDS! I'LL BEAT YOU UP, SKIN YOU ALIVE, POUR RON'S LEMON TEA ON YOU, DUMP YOU BASTARD GOD OF DEATH ON SALT, ROAST YOU IN THE SUN FOR A YEAR, AND FINALLY DUMP YOU IN A POT OF BOILING OIL AND FEED YOU TO THE VULT...
Somehow, a narcoleptic transmigrator is working as a stablehand in the Henituse County. That's fine, there's no way Cale would care enough about this random boy working with the horses, right? He can just stay here unnoticed, never getting involved with the story... Agh, if he knew he'd transmigrate, he would've at l...
TCF X way to protect the female lead's brother crossover "You want power? Obtain it, Achille." This man's ambition knows no bounds at all. "You must obtain everything through the law of force." His words heightened his excitement even further. "And put everything in those pretty little hands of yours." I will. He prom...
Billos Flynn. Nobody suspected him to be one of the hunters that are after the redhead hero's life. They trusted him, and so did Cale. What Cale expected was the afterlife, or probably meeting that God of Death bastard but not this. He looked up, the sky was painted blue with a small amount of sunlight seeping in thro...
"How the f*ck are you a normal butler?!?" -Cale Henituse (A Trash of the Count's Family/Lout of the Count's Family Fanfiction) ~•~•~•~•~ A/N: I don't own the story "Trash of the Count's Family. This is a fan made fiction.
"Look, I really didn't mind the fact that I died and reincarnated into Ansatsu Kyoushitsu. I didn't really mind that you gave me a hole in the heart. That was a real dick move, but I didn't complain. So god, Void, whatever, I'm sorry I punched a student. Please recall my demotion into Class E. Please, the moon literal...
Nagisa Shiota doesn't like sweets. It reminded him of pointed fingernails digging- pushing- deeper down his throat. Her hand forcing his head down, bruises blooming on his chin from impact. And, stop- stop! Please- please, he'll listen. He's so very, very sorry. He'll be a good girl- please, just please, stop. (She d...
