Book I "There's no such thing as a hero. As far as I'm concerned, You shouldn't need some bullshit label to do the right thing." || Izanami Shi would stop at nothing to fulfill her vow. Stuck between what's right and what's wrong and bound by her own Bushido code, this rising hero would do whatever necessary for the greater good. Even if it meant sacrificing friends. Even if it meant sacrificing family. Even if it meant sacrificing love. Even if it meant...sacrificing her own life. Because she wasn't a hero. As far as she was concerned...Heroes don't exist. ~•~ [ #3 in bokunoheroacademia] [#1 in bokunohero] [#1 in shoto] [#1 in bakugou]

"Take a swan dive off a building, you might have a quirk in your next life." Katsuki laughed maliciously. Izuku had finally had it, that was the last straw. Izuku looked up, making direct eye contact with Katsuki. "Fine." WARNING: This story has extreme swearing, hanahaki disease, violence, blood, self-harm, suicidal themes and homosexuality. If any of this upsets you or triggers you in any way, do not read. You have been warned.

What if Voldemort's attack on Lily and James was to get his son back? THIS STORY IS NOT DRARRY OR SNARRY OR VOLDEMORTXHARRY DONT TAG IT AS SUCH. Originally written by HarleyPotter19 on FanFiction.Net. I only added Alexander and Violet.

When Sakura was three, her father told her he was a criminal. When she was seven, the last thing she saw of him was the sword on his back. When she was eight, she had a friend named Kiba. When they were twelve, they met Shino. And when they were genin, they began to fight for the truth because they could no longer fight for the sake of Konoha. (Rewrite of Haruno By Name, Hoshigaki By Blood) BETAs: @OfCloves and rrage (ff.net)

(HIGHEST RATING: #1 in Naruto) "Sairen are known for being incredibly aggressive and protective when the time calls for it. Back when the Third Shinobi War was going on, the Sairen were the clan that everyone tried their damn best to avoid. They were the ones that gave the Bloody mist such a bad reputation, the ones that fueled fear into the hearts of their enemies. The Sairen clan are ruthless and bloodthirsty when fighting.-" Asuma shakes his head and takes out a cigarette, lights it, and takes a drag before continuing. "They are just as, if not more formidable than the Uchiha. Specializing in sound-induced Genjutsu that will immobilize and kill you within moments, they're terrifying. They can kill you in an instant. If you hear even the song of a bird or the sound of a cricket, you can already be royally screwed, for you have no clue if it's nature making the sounds or a Sairen. The key is? You have to find them before they find you. otherwise you don't stand a bloody chance against them. It's like a trap you see. One Sairen will sing, while the other will sneak up behind and kill you before you can react. -" Asuma lets out a humourless laugh as he watched Shizukana and Hikaru dodge a water Jutsu. " Try and cover your ears? You can no longer sense them, or hear them coming. In which they can silently come in and kill you. Unless you're an Uchiha, Hyuuga, or Sensor Ninja, there's almost no way to escape. Sairen are marked as 'flee on sight' In the bingo book for a reason kid, *laughs* that's if you can run away before they catch you.-" ((Completed: April, 27th, 2018.)) _______________________________________________________ I do not own Naruto, and I do not own and Media or pictures that I may put on my book unless stated otherwise.

Shiniko Kuroshira, the girl with a mysterious past, with many events in her life that she doesn't want to speak of. Going into junior high was a wild roller coaster ride, she ended up in E Class or better known as the End Class. How she got there will remain a mystery. With her childhood friend and older brother, as well as keeping secrets from everyone, what could go wrong? Hello everybody! Good news, I've finished the ff! The title is: A Secret Unraveled (Completed) You can find the completed version on my profile page. I know, I can't believe it either. After all these years, I'm finished writing. I'll still leave this one up for anyone who wants to reread it or compare the cringiness of the two. Anyways, go check out the finished version. Sincerely, Emeralds

~Cringe warning~ Constant hunger. That is all I felt, until something changed. I remember growing up in a stone cell, the place reeked of blood and death, a smell I had learned to live with. One day, there was total kaos outside my cell, I used the chance to escape and found a new home. Konohagakure. But, constantly I was reminded of what I was by the constant hunger I felt. Hunger for what? You may ask. Hunger for peace, freedom, and human flesh... ~~Blood, gore and other things will be involved in the story. If that's not okay with you, then don't read my story. I of course don't own Tokyo Ghoul or Naruto, only my OC and the changing plot~~ Highest rankings: #1 in Tokyo Ghoul #1 in narutofanfic #1 in Narutocrossover #9 in crossover #30 in Naruto

His mask fell at her feet, cracks evident of its soon-to-be short lifespan, but its structure still in one piece. With unsteady hands, she picked up the mask he always stood proudly behind and slid it over her face. As she blinked away silent tears, her eyes changed. This was his gift to her.

-Sequel to Art Is Chaos- Mirekamosu is back and stronger then before. She found a cure, and she's gotten everything she needs to save everyone. With the war coming she has such little time left to master the resurrection jutsu without it taking from her life, taking her, or some sort of consequence. Mekuto, Rinkato, Rin, Shisui and a few other oc's have helped her get everything ready. Orochimaru has changed because of her, he is now helping her do as she needs to do. Sasuke and Mirekamosu have become friends once again but nothing more. Not yet anyways. Mirekamosu has mastered her born kinjutsu and it will play an important factor in this story. (This book jumps in right when Sasuke is battling Itachi and has tons of flashbacks of Mirekamosu's training and such. It also has a lot of time skips.) I don't own Naruto!

This is a fanfic about Deidara's little sister who's name is Mirekamosu. She has the same kinjutsu as Deidara, but she also has a born kinjutsu of her own. Though she is an artist herself, she doesn't believe art is fleeting nor eternal. Her saying when asked which art is better, "There's no right and wrong in art. Art is chaos taking shape." She strongly believes that chaos in itself is art. She likes the outcome of what her art or her brothers art can do. When she was eight years old the Akatsuki came for Deidara, she met Kisame and Itachi when she told Deidara goodbye. Though it was night and she was originally asleep. But her brother had knocked something over amd she woke up. Itachi wasn't happy but let it slide. I don't own Naruto