A combat medic dies on the battlefield after his fireteam is hit with an IED while on patrol. While his spirit floats in an abyss of emptiness, an unearthly being find him and sends him towards a light. He finds himself inside a body of an ancient mechanical Golem, sitting on a throne in an underground ruin. What's worse is that there's a group of adventurers in front of him ready to take him out! What will he do with this second chance at life? *Inspired by Isekai novels like Reincarnated as a Sword and That Time I Got Reincarnated as a Slime, this is my own take on the Isekai genre A light-hearted Seinen action and comedy romp with slightly different take on familiar Isekai tropes, and some that still play it straight, that I'll hope you'll enjoy.

Alexandra Feodorovna Morozova or Sasha as she's known to everyone is a highly successful journalist for National Geographic Magazine. She has the job of her dreams and a great life, but she's haunted by something that happened in her childhood. Sasha was only 6 years old when a terrible catastrophe occurred in a neighboring country that had international repercussions for many years to come. She and her family immigrated to New York City just a few years later. When she was in her teens, she was diagnosed with the condition that had a direct link to the manmade disaster. When her editor comes to her regarding writing about the 30th anniversary of the disaster, Sasha must face her past and write a story that will not only make her eligible for a great award but bring her full circle to the concrete jungle of a long ago abandoned city. This book is all about Sasha's quest for the truth and learning that life always finds a way to return even to the most inhabitable of places. ***Concrete Jungle is a work of historical fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Copyright © by Olga Pinsky; All Rights Reserved***

Aleksandra (or Aleksander, as she is known in the Zone for safety reasons) joined the Freedom faction in the Zone about a year ago to try and find her father - a Stalker that had gone into the Zone and never come back when Aleksandra was just young. She hasn't made much progress in finding her father, but that changes when she finds a young injured Stalker and brings him back to the Freedom base to take care of him.

Aaron, being a Skin-changer, made life hard. Her own parents didn't want her and left her at the Elves' doorstep. Aragorn, son of Arathorn, found her and took her in. Now twenty-seven years later, Aaron is still running around with Aragorn; now her half-brother. They are sent to protect a Hobbit, who has something the enemy wants. Then a Council is formed and ten volunteer to go on a Journey that takes them all across Middle Earth. *This is based off the Extended Edition Lord of the Rings Movies! All credit goes to Peter Jackson and J.R.R. Tolkien! Please enjoy!!!!!!!!!* A BIG THANKS to all those wonderful fans out there. Thank you so much. I hope you have enjoyed my story! You're comments and votes are always encouraging. Thank you again and enjoy if you're just starting. :) -Lily Ps. MAJOR editing will begin now that WoD is completed. Like MAJOR, major. But pointing out my mistakes helps too. *hint hint* Completed 05/26/15

You are not human. You are just a machine. In the futuristic city of Paradox, a war is brewing behind the scenes. As tensions between the authoritarian Council and the freedom-seeking Rebellion rise, Seven is caught in the crossfire as an unfortunate casualty in a horrific accident. One that strips him of everything he's ever known; his name, his family, and even his humanity. Now on a path of vengeance to reclaim his lost memory, he'll have to tackle the dangers of the Council and it's experiments, the Rebellion and their extreme views, the Dark Web of the underground, and growing strange feelings which he can't quite understand. Started April 8, 2022. Finished August 18, 2022.

Mix in a bad family situation, coffee addiction, with a tendency of a people pleaser and pushover, you get Y/n, the Hardworker. What do you get when you mix said Hardworker with incompetent bosses. Chaos. Absolute chaos. Now take those bosses and make them all powerful, stubborn, prideful villains. Hell on Earth for this worker. Yet he's still alive and dealing with it. All without any abilities. (Updates are whenever I want because this is for fun.)

It's been 9 years since MSF was destroyed. The world thinks Big Boss and The Major are dead. But legends never die. Snake's back and looking for revenge. But Wolf hasn't been heard from in 6 years. Snake needs to find her, because a Maimed Wolf cannot survive without the pack. And this Wolf is burning with Hatred and is hunting for revenge. I don't own anything, except Wolf. If you haven't go read my other three MGS books, so you know what Wolf is like.

An Imperial world lost to silence. A xenos threat beyond imagining. And one Guardsman who dared to stand among gods. In the wake of the Great Rift, Gethsemane Prime vanishes from the Imperium's light. Vox-relays fall. Colonies go dark. From the blackness between stars, a Tyranid splinter-fleet descends-a hunger made manifest. Answering the desperate call are the Deathwatch: elite xenos-hunters drawn from the finest Space Marine Chapters. Among them walks Garran, a Flesh Tearer forged in blood; Tyras, a chaplain whose sermons burn like fire; and Titus, an Ultramarine touched by something even the Warp cannot see. But in the dying trenches of Gethsemane, it is not only Astartes who fight. Elias Ryder, a teenage conscript with no right to survive, will face the unthinkable-and become more than mortal. As the Deathwatch descend into the heart of the Hive, hunted by monsters from beyond the stars and the veil, a darker truth emerges: the Hive Mind is not alone. Xenos. Chaos. Madness. The Vigil has begun. Book 1 in my Deathwatch Omnibus

In the grim dark future of the 41st millennium, there's only war. Amidst the chaos of battle, a new faction of Xenos emerges, the pink ork. Inspired by their weirdboy warboss, these Orks battle their way across the galaxy clad in bubblegum coloured armour, wreaking havoc on anyone who dares challenge their power, always looking for the next best scrap.

He signed up at seventeen, thinking the Empire would save him. Uniform too big, boots too clean, eyes full of Holonet lies, he thought he'd be marching in parades, bringing order to the stars. Instead, he learned how to stuff organs back into men still screaming, how to hold pressure on wounds that never stop bleeding, how to lie through his teeth to buy a dying trooper one last minute. They call him "The Knellman". The one who shows up when things go bad, real bad. The one who moves like a ghost through smoke and screams. With nothing but a medkit his on back, blaster in his hand, and a vibroblade for when things get close. They say if you see him, you're either lucky... or already gone. He's not a hero. He's what the Empire made him. Disclaimer. I don't own star wars or it's related content.