It's not something that happens to a girl every day. Being sent back in time. Or across continents. Especially the sudden understanding of the language. And meeting Yagami Light? Well, don't get me started on that. Some people might want to change everything, save the ones they like best and all that, but meddling will change everything. I don't want to screw everything up and make it worse. But, then again... I'm here. That makes a difference. Warnings: Serious cursing, somewhat graphic violence, criminal themes and sexual themes in later chapters. While not explicit, this story isn't recommended for those easily off-put by such things. *NOTE: Since the characters are usually speaking in Japanese, any English will be in bold to make a distinction without me writing it every time. Okay, enjoy!*

A goddess resting in the sky, suddenly is forced down to earth, to protect the world from a death note user, her wings disappear, and she takes on a human form. She finds herself between two enemies, trying to keep up with both of them. Which one will she decide? It's up to you. Fem reader, apologies to others. ART IN COVER NOT MINE - CREDIT TO CREATOR

A female detective in her late 20s who goes by the name of Mirai has been given the rare privilege to be assigned to an upcoming case revolving around a group of bizarre disappearances that have been happening over the past month in a small rural town. Because of such reasons as lacking experience and knowledge the task force Mirai is on neglects any input she has towards the case. Whilst striving to prove to her fellow employees that she is worthy of this case, things take a sudden turn however when Mirai bumps into an old friend who, somehow, is also on the case. Together will they be able to solve this case, or will they die trying?

The institution known as Wammy's House was, as you probably already know, founded for the purpose of raising extraordinarily gifted children that would grow up to benefit society. An undeniably noble goal. And yet, that quiet orphanage in Winchester hides behind its modest facade the bloodied remains of two innocent children who's traumas would haunt their legacy forever. The generation of failures - A and B. We all know of the infamous B, Beyond Birthday, perpetrator of the Los Angeles BB Murder Cases. The symphony of his life was a tragic, cascading hysteria; ringing of fury and devastation in the ears of our troubled organisation. ...But what of A? Well, the official story goes like this: A (or Above Asphodel), was the first of L's successors, and, unable to handle the enormous pressure, committed suicide at seventeen. But that's inaccurate. In truth, A suffered years of abuse that the hands of the Wammy's House. And more importantly, A didn't truly die. Every life can be read as a parable with a moral and a theme. Those of us whose lives were marred by extreme misfortune are given temporary refuge from death and rebirth to heal the wounds they suffered. Above Asphodel was one of these people. And, seven years after Above's suicide, the detective known as L met an untimely death as well, at the hands of Kira. His too was a life cut short; a story incomplete. But there's no such thing as 'the end'. There is no final act of existence. The fact is, we continue to exist long after we're gone, the only difference being what form we take, and for what purpose. And the Universe, in her usual enigmatic fashion, chose to continue the stories of the first two Wammy's kids post-mortem.

Y/n narrowed her eyes at the male, "You." "Yes, it's me," the brown haired male smirked, "I know it's been about 10 minutes since we last saw each other but I missed you, sweetheart. " Parker furrowed her eyebrows at Y/n and the man on the seat, "You know him?" She asked. Y/n crossed her arms over her stomach, "Don't insult me." "Playing hard get?" Matt bit his lower lip whilst nodding his head slowly, "I like that." The h/c haired girl scoffed, "I'm not playing, sweetheart." ============================ Y/n L/n meets Mail Jeevas who seems to take quite the liking to her but will him being in the mafia come in between that? After all, if anyone wants to hurt Mail; all they have to do is hurt her.

Yang Yun Li had been able to see ghosts for as long as she can remember. An unfortunate clairvoyant, she'd been avoiding acknowledging ghosts' presences like the plague, trying to live as much of a normal day-to-day routine as she possibly could. But when thousands of inmates mysteriously start dropping dead around the globe, a man begins to follow her and a god of death just so happens to be tailing her childhood best friend around the same time, she begins to suspect there's a connection tying the incidents.... Now Yun is caught in between a game of cat-and-mouse, forced to make radical decisions that could shape the future of the world, all the while not knowing who to trust. And when a secretive detective with questionable moral practices joins the chessboard, she has to act before she herself loses the pieces. Light Yagami x OC

She's full of life, kindness, and spirit. He's cold, lonely, and rid of emotions. ... Then how on Earth do they make so much sense together? ~ A story where you arrive at Wammy's House and begin to notice a certain isolated white-haired boy. You soon become inseparable... I do not own the death note characters or storyline. Background of cover credits: https://senaycuce.tumblr.com/post/187313336171

The Task Force was all at once in a state of complete bewilderment as a small boy, appearing no older than four or five, stepped out. He clicked the door shut and turned to run with tiny steps over to L's chair. He then proceeded to crawl underneath it, and then he just... stayed there. He sat cross-legged, sticking his little face out from under the chair and looking at everyone curiously through strands of floppy, black hair that fell into his slender, electrifying blue eyes. He was wearing patterned footie pajama pants and a hoodie with bear ears. The ends of both hoodie strings were in his mouth and his hands were stuffed in his front pockets. L barely skipped a beat and continued talking about the case and the FBI agents as though nothing were amiss... but he realized quickly that no one was listening. He sighed. "Alright," he said firmly. "I'll introduce you, but if we are going to be working together on this case, you cannot allow yourselves to be so easily distracted. Is that understood?" The Task Force looked a little embarrassed, but they all agreed and some mumbled apologies. "Everyone..." L leaned forward with his hands on his knees to look down at the small face that was now peering up at him. The little boy's mouth formed a smile around the hoodie strings he was chewing on. "This," the detective spoke plainly, "is my son." :::::::::: *Mature rating due to some gore and disturbing images as part of a nightmare scene

Y/n is a female student at Daikoku Private Academy. However after a while she's noticed Light keeps to himself alot. They are both smart kids with the thirst for knowledge however somethings about them are a little different. Light holds a secret book called the Death Note and with a mysterious killer named Kira going around it only pushes Y/n to be more concerned if she is safe at all in Japan.