❥ Damian Desmond has always found Anya Forger insufferable, but when she starts spending time with another boy, his irritation turns into something far more confusing. Jealousy gnaws at him, leaving Damian to question why her attention matters so much-and whether his feelings are more than he's ready to admit. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘮?!" 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘥. "𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘢𝘯-𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥?!" 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. ✦ 𝘐𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩, the story of the twisted feelings between Damian and Anya as they both struggle to understand their growing emotions for each other. What starts as irritation and confusion soon turns into something neither of them can ignore, leaving them both to grapple with feelings they're not ready to face. ACHIEVEMENT RANKINGS : 🏆1 in damianya 🏆3 in damianxanya

After a life of suffering, you die and awaken in the world of My Hero Academia, your favorite anime. But something's wrong. The characters you thought you knew are acting strangely erratic. Unpredictable. Is this a dream come true, or a new nightmare?

"Have you ever met a stranger you recognized?" One in ten thousand- that's how many people have someone predetermined for them. It's even rarer for them to actually find each other, but thanks to a special birthday wish, fate might just be on their side.

You are a lone demon who defies the norm. Resolved to protect humanity, instead of bringing it to ruin, you expected to be on your own forever. You certainly never thought that you'd become an idol, of all things, forced into the limelight you avoided for so long. And you also never thought that humans and demons alike would fall for you.

Two years. That's how long peace lasted. After the war, they rebuilt what had been broken-homes, bonds, identities. Team 7 had risen from the ashes of their pain, celebrated as heroes, revered by the very village that once turned its back on them. They trained harder, became stronger, wiser... but had they truly healed? Had they really forgiven those who once shunned them? The what-ifs-those dark, unspoken thoughts-still lurked at the edges of their minds, buried deep. What if they had made a different choice? What if they'd given in to the hatred? What if the people who praised them now had never deserved saving in the first place? And then, one by one, the villagers began to die. Silent. Sudden. Unseen. The streets of Konoha fell quiet once more, not in reverence, but in fear. Doors stayed shut. Children whispered of eclipses in crayon and chalk. And beneath it all, Team 7 felt it: a presence, a chakra signature so painfully familiar it made their skin crawl. It was their own-only it wasn't. Because the true horror wasn't the murders. It wasn't the silence. It was the terrifying possibility that someone out there wore their faces... and remembered every choice they never made.

There's blood on her knuckles. Again. Some idiot messed with her friend in the hallway. Now he's chewing linoleum. They'll say she overreacted. Again. They'll whisper - crazy Shout - violent, write - unstable. But they never ask what it's like to go home to a man who breaks plates louder than he talks, Or how it feels to hide bruises that are not earned in a ring. Sakura Haruno doesn't fight because she wants to. She fights because it's the only thing she's ever been good at. It's not art for her, it's not a sport. It's survival - painted in cracked fists and broken noses. So when a silver-haired stranger sees her fury and calls it potential, She laughs in his face. Boxing? That's just violence in prettier lighting. But then she steps into the ring. Smirking. Confident. Untouchable. Until he drops her in one clean strike. Sasuke Uchiha - the #1 prodigy in Eastern Japan. That's the day she learns: Brute force makes you feared. But technique? Technique makes you nothing short of legendary. And suddenly, getting humbled? It's the best high she's ever had. She won't just fight. She'll conquer. One round at a time.

A Fanfiction.Net story that belongs to its owner: blankpagewritings. Summary: It is a truth universally acknowledged that Sakura's realisation of her burden to team 7 occured during the Chunin exams. But what if she'd come to this conclusion a little earlier? How would this change the outcome of everything? Sakura-Centric.

Naruto, orphaned in the wake of the Kyuubi's wrath, was marked by the village as a monster. No mentor extended a hand; no peer stood by his side. As others played, he lingered in the shadows, craving the warmth of recognition. His pranks, his laughter, all mere echoes of a desperate heart reaching for fleeting glances. Sasuke lived under the same roof as his family, yet his existence was a shadow of another's brilliance. Itachi-the golden son, the perfect shinobi. Sasuke was forever in his wake. "It's Itachi's brother," they whispered, "Why can't you be like him?" The words burrowed deep, seeping into his soul. Sakura, born to a civilian family, rejected the path laid before her. When she defied the role of a dutiful bride and aspiring kunoichi, her parents' love twisted into cruelty. The bruises were not just on her skin but in her spirit. Bullied for her looks, she wondered if anyone would ever see her true beauty. Bound by shared pain and unspoken dreams, Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura turned their backs on the village. They swore to return, but only when they had become the warriors they were meant to be, and to gain the respect they always deserved

Sakura's death happened as a result of her two teammates' fight to the death. Naruto's attempt to change Sasuke wasn't going as expected, and now they were about to kill each other with their final blow. Naruto's intention had been to let Sasuke win and pierce through his body. But Sakura witnessed this whole thing and jumped between. It was a sickening feeling. Seeing two of the most important people in her life trying to kill each other. It was terribly wrong. In the spur of the moment, she flickered between them and took on their blows. It was abrupt and so quick that it felt like a dream. Except the pain was real. But she knew one thing for sure. She would do it over and over again if she had to. Because she wanted to protect them. That was supposed to be the end. But then she's startled awake by their Academy teacher and finds that she's returned to her twelve year old self. A seventeen year old in a twelve year old's ody. Why and how has she returned? This is the question she seeks an answer to with the help of an old man stuck in her head. Cover art is from Naruto chapter 442 "The Final Gamble!!" Naruto © Masashi Kishimoto

You didn't accomplish anything in your previous life. Looking back on it, you feel nothing but regret, and you yearn for the chance to do things differently. As it turns out, your wish is answered, and you are reborn into your favorite fictional world. This time, you resolve to make a change, and you have the means to do it. You won't be content with just sitting on the sidelines and letting life pass you by. You will live boldly and vibrantly, as if every moment is your last. No matter what it takes, you are going to leave your mark.