this is my FIRST story that i'm making, i'm in no rush with little spare time so it may take long for updates. I'm taking inspiration from a lot of other stories and also i'm not an artist and dont own any of the fusonas or drawings thanks and happy reading if theres any errors im sorry just point them out and ill fix them im new at this so just tell me what you think thanks

After the purge and the fall of jedi order, Cal Kestis and the remaining Jedi's have been on the run and hidden from the empire. But now hunted down by the organization known as the inquisitors in every corner of the galaxy no matter how long it took. However, what if the inquisitors became hunted by one single man. Some would say he's a bounty hunter, but only a few knows of this mythical clan that even the siths would be cautious of their present. For they too, know how to use darkness in its true nature

In the quiet town of Woodsboro, something more than a killer stalks the night. After surviving a brutal attack that left two teens gutted, Y/N finds himself entangled in a deadly game that he didn't want to be apart of in the first place, while trying to keep his own secrets buried. But in a town full of secrets, no one is innocent and no one is safe. This masked murderer isn't just human...and neither are all the people around him. Welcome to Woodsboro-where the real danger isn't just Ghostface, it's what hides beneath the skin.

Y/N L/N, code name "Reaper," was once a loyal soldier of Shadow Company, sharp, efficient, and feared on the battlefield. But loyalty doesn't blind him to betrayal. When Graves turned on Ghost, Soap, Alejandro and the others, Reaper finds himself torn between the shadows he served and the uneasy pull of his own conscience. He's forced to choose: remain loyal to the shadows that raised him, or side with Task Force 141 and Los Vaqueros, the very people he was ordered to destroy, and lie about his identity. In the fire of that choice, enemies become allies, and a soldier built for obedience begins to carve his own path. Updates every Tuesday, Thrusday, Staurday and Sunday (GMT+8)

'Russians have shed an oceans of Blood for the liberation of the world 25 years ago, if the USA Became Stalinist today, we would have no choice but to bleed that ocean again' -Mikalov Vasily 1970 December 31st 2016, The world has been in a state of Cold war for 70 years, In the West the United States and it's allies under the grip of the 0.1%, It strives for nothing more than unregulated Capitalism, In the East the Russian Union and it's allies under Democratic Socialism, Where the top 5% was no more wealth than 1/5 of the GDP and have little power over the country, For 70 Years they were at odds, But as things were slowly heating up, The Russian Union Was sent to a new world, Where they suffered severe losses due to a freak accident.It was left with a Military stripped bear in numbers, a Population 20% of what it once was and A GDP that could not even qualify as in the top 15. But now in a New world where workers are oppressed and leaving in technology of the stone age, the Red Bear is awoken once more, and nothing would stop it from liberating the workers from it's chains. Warming:War Crimes, Dark Tones, Suicidal talk and more All Rights Belong to Min-Min

In this story the reader is not a Nightfury like all the others. They are a dragon killer, a Deathgripper! They seem to have a friend too! It's a Hobblegrunt, what an odd pair. Follow the reader and their friend as they explore the archipelago together, maybe run into some pesky dragon riders on the way. This fic was in process 48 days, which is nearly seven weeks.

𝘼 𝙎𝙐𝙈𝙈𝙊𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙎𝙏𝙊𝙍𝙔 Cut off entirely from the remnants of the Empire, they have become the clay herders of this galaxy. What was once a mighty empire has now reduced to a mere sector fleet. Taren, the sole admiral of this fleet, must recognize the lurking dangers that await them in this solar system. With his Imperial Star Destroyer II legends, he must lead his fleet... To survive in this world, a world of imbalance. Denrack Hox is the Vice Admirals... Will help Taren to rebuild his own empire in this barbaric world. The planet is called Alathea -- a primitive yet habitable world. However, they found no trace of humans, instead, they encountered a similiar humanoid beings: elves, reptilian humanoids, dwarves, cheetah-like humans, and, most alarmingly, minotaurs. Each of these creatures posed an unknown threat, particularly when it came to the magic powers they might wield. The world are divided by civilization level, Five Civilization. From the most barbaric, the First Civilization -- to the most advance civilization, the Fifth Civilization. But something intrigued their plans... A discovery of a small object orbiting the planet... Could Taren rebuild his empire in this harsh world? A world where nation honour -- viewed from their technology and civilization level, its a challenge for the remnant of Galactic Empire wih no De-facto Civilization... Target Audience : Soft Fantasy enjoyer of isekai (Nihonkoku Shoukan)

Recovering some fragments of his past life's memories when being used as an experiment subject, he finds some hope and purpose to keep fighting for his new life and future. Gaining power he thought as just a dream before, he strives for power to get a better life. With 9 monstrous entities living inside his body, Alex's journey in his new life will be full of events. ______________________________________ Read ahead up to +50 chapters in my patreon page patreon.com/GrimFairy

Two Legends collide in a battle to determine the fate of Sensha-do across the world (Mostly Girls, Und Panzer x Girls Und Panzer: the Missing Heir)

Raph never really put much thought into other vigilantes in New York. That is, until He came along. There needs to be more Male readers so here I am writing one. Also, I'm determined to come up with fun titles. Hope you enjoy!