He serves them. He worships them. He kills for them. For years, K/DA's rise to stardom has been bathed in spotlight, glamour, and unshakable confidence. But behind the scenes, there's him-their quiet assistant, Y/N. Sweet. Shy. Loyal to a fault. Until the nights grow darker. Until the threats get closer. Until the blood starts to flow. Whispers of a man in shadows follow K/DA wherever they go. A ghost who protects them with brutal precision. But when a relentless detective uncovers the truth, the illusion shatters-and so does Y/N. Because there are two souls trapped in one body... and one of them would die to protect the girls. The other? He'd kill the world.

Everyone has a love of their life, until you find them fucking another man in your bed. That is my tale. The story of how a whore who I moved loved, came crawling back to me, begging for help. Trust me, being the bigger man, is overrated as fuck. All events depicted are not of real people and should not be treated as such. All art work and Characters are owned by riot games and their respective artists.

In the Beginning, there was only Darkness. Then suddenly, Light. The First Star was born and looked upon the Cosmos. Darkness would soon devour Light as it was the Nature of the Universe. Life is precious and the First Star would not allow Nature to continue. Millions of years of war would be waged between the two, creating a tightly knit balance. The stars depended on the Light to exist while the lifeless edges of the universe needed the Darkness to begin anew. From the Darkness, unspeakable monstrosities would emerge. From the Light, the First Star chose them. The Star Guardians. Disclaimer I own nothing in this besides the story.

Disclaimer I don't own any of the pictures in the story or any of the characters used. In this world everyone has powers with an exception of a few thousand people. Unfortunately you are within those thousand or so people. Quick info: you are 18 like in the other story you have a pet, but this time it's a fox. you are mostly normal besides being unaturaly short 5'3 like in the other story you are a fox vastaya just for some familiarity. as for your personality you are a quiet shy and calm along with that a person who is hard to anger but easy to annoy.

Specter, real name Y/N L/N, also known as Old Ghosty, or The Chameleon, or many other... shadowy names... was a former spy, special operations soldier, and elite hacker, part of PsyOps, (Psychological Operations), a military branch used only by the United Regions of Runeterra. Possessing an IQ score of 180 and fluent in six different languages, it was no surprise he'd earn all the valor that he could ever want. However, as amazing as he was, he desired none of these decorations. Following the takedown of known terrorist group, the Black Rose, Y/N went into solitude, but could only stay hidden for so long. As the life he used to live starts to reshape into new forms in his now present, he's taken through the wringer again. Now a stage technician for the K/DA, better known as a roadie by day, he is forced to become a hacker vigilante by night, fighting crime with his fists as well as his queries. Don't let the quippy dialogue fool you, Y/N has it rough. It wasn't until he met the beautiful enchantress of a popstar did life really start to change for him... The question is whether it was for the better, or for the worse? P.S. It is mature, there will be topics of sexual assault and cheating, which can be unsettling for some people. This story is mature, expect violence, bloody scenes, sexual content, lemons and such, as well as everything else, strong language, racial and/or sexual remarks, undertones, etc. This story takes place in a modern version of Runeterra, similar to the Riot Records universe but with a different take on it. The cover is heavily inspired by the Season of Glass album cover by Yoko Ono. Ho, ho, ho... delightfully devilish WoffleStomp...

K/DA random pics: but I might but other champions in there either way most of it would be K/DA

Most people always wish for something more. Sometimes they wish for simpler things. Y/N here wanted both. Sorta. The poor kid can barely get through his last year of high school without getting bullied for playing League of Legends. Having grown up playing other MOBA games like the original DOTA from Warcraft 3 and Starcraft, of course, he'd play the king of MOBAs. Despite Fortnite being the shit show of the current generation, League players still get flamed for being quote "sweaty tryhards who live in their mother's basement". All Y/N wanted was to enjoy League in peace and to have something or rather anything exciting happen in his life. Well remember folks, sometimes wishes do come true, and sometimes, we really wish they didn't. Disclaimer This Book once technically belonged to mortizhern6 but he has bestowed upon me ownership. I do not own any of the characters besides the story. This book is also being made as the previous one reached the 200 chapter limit. The rest of the story will continue here. #1 in lol tag 12/16/2022 #1 in leagueoflegends tag 4/7/2023 #3 in malereader 5/18/23

Most people always wish for something more. Sometimes they wish for simpler things. Y/N here wanted both. Sorta. The poor kid can barely get through his last year of high school without getting bullied for playing League of Legends. Having grown up playing other MOBA games like the original DOTA from Warcraft 3 and Starcraft, of course, he'd play the king of MOBAs. Despite Fortnite being the shit show of the current generation, League players still get flamed for being quote "sweaty tryhards who live in their mother's basement". All Y/N wanted was to enjoy League in peace and to have something or rather anything exciting happen in his life. Well remember folks, sometimes wishes do come true, and sometimes, we really wish they didn't. Disclaimer This Book once technically belonged to mortizhern6 but he has bestowed upon me ownership. I do not own any of the characters besides the story. #1 in lol tag 12/16/2022 #1 in leagueoflegends tag 4/7/2023 #3 in malereader 5/18/23

[REUPLOAD. THIS STORY IS OLD AND CRINGE.] -You are Y/N L/N, some people call you a psychopath, some people call you their savior, while others may just call you a profitable business partner. You may have no powers, that you know of, but you wouldn't need them anyway. You were discharged from the Noxian army and forced into taking the blame for a war crime you didn't commit. You are capable, you are unstable, and the Ionian prison can only hold you for so long. You are too crafty for your own good, you could kill and strategize before others could walk. You and your cellmate make a plan to break out, and when you do, you are greeted by an old friend waiting for you at the end. You go straight into illegality, developing a name for yourself; "The Black Death". All of your "business" dealings lead you to the K/DA, you do everything in your power to be loved by them and protect them, and I mean everything, even if it involves stabbing your friends in the back, even if it involves acts of violence, even if it involves manipulation... -WARNING: This is one of my earlier works, there is going to be plot holes, pacing problems, and the love comes horribly fast because I didn't understand it at the time. There will be topics of sexual assault and cheating, which can be unsettling for some people. There will be psychological abuse, dark undertones, dark overtones, drinking, perhaps drug use, blood, gore, violence, perhaps excessive violence, and probably sexual content. Also, this will be one of the darkest, PTSD-ridden Y/N's I write yet, that's the plan. It's cringey...

In the world of Runeterra, anyone could achieve anything, provided they had the strength to do it. But as for the weak? The powerless? There was nothing but suffering. (Y/N) (L/N) resigned himself to such a fate. Hoping to escape a dark past, (Y/N) moved from Ionia to Piltover, the City of Progress, in search of a better life. But all it took was one day-one encounter-to change his life forever. *** (Y/N) ignored the biting frost that clawed at his finger tips. He ignored the cries for help in his head. He ignored the pain that shot through him as fists made contact with his skin. For as long as he lived, he would never let it repeat again. And maybe there was still a chance at love, but he doubted it. That privilege didn't belong to monsters like him. All rights for KDA and League of Legends belong to Riot Games. Cover art belongs to @theCecilz on Twitter. All pictures and music used belong to their respective owners.