The Warden's Apocalypse: Bio-Terror Conquest "In a world of the walking dead, I am the only one holding the keys to the cage." The apocalypse didn't bring me despair; it brought me Absolute Freedom. As a guard at the West Georgia Female Correctional Facility, I was the first to see the world burn. While others screamed for mercy, I locked the gates and declared my own law. This prison isn't a shelter anymore-it's my Kingdom, and every woman within these walls is now a subject to my will. But being a man wasn't enough. I wanted to be a God. Armed with the "Superstar System" and a mind full of forbidden knowledge, I didn't just survive. I evolved. While Rick Grimes was weeping for his lost world, I was hunting the T-Virus to forge a body of steel. While the Governor was playing petty politics, I was integrating the Blacklight Virus to become the ultimate apex predator. TWD characters? I broke their "heroism" and forced them to kneel. Resident Evil horrors? I turned the terrifying Tyrants into my personal hounds and "domesticated" the 9-foot tall Lady Dimitrescu until she knew who the real master was. My Creed is Simple: 1 Loot every resource. 2 Conquer every IP. 3 Claim every beauty. From the prison cell to the heart of the Hive, the apocalypse is my playground. I am the Warden of the End, and I don't save the world-I own it.

Two Years after the events in Marineford; Law is still working with the World Government as a Warlord, Ace is still locked up in Mariejois, and the Straw Hats are about to reunite again. But events begin to stir after Rouge returns from the afterlife, and the witch heirs are in more trouble now than ever. Everything is set into motion for Law when the Heart Pirates finds themselves on Punk Hazard, and of course, where chaos happens, the Straw Hat Pirates are not far behind, threatening Law's title as a Warlord. Will Law be able to keep his freedom, or will he be forced up to Mariejois next to reunite with Ace? And will Ace ever escape Mariejois and be free again? (Continuation of The Portgas Clan - Two Year Time Skip)

Atención!!: Este contenido va a tratar de unos adolescentes de 16 y 17 que no son familia pues real pero a la vez "si" que la primera vez que se vieron no se dejaron de pensar o sentir algo por el otro que ellos mismos no quieren reconocer ese amor que también puede llegar hasta a la obsesión....también va a tratar de amoríos,abusos,maltratos,golpes verbales y físicamente,manipulaciones,malos tratos ,obsesiones,+18,corajes,rivalidad,egoísmo,fobias,secuestros, bullying,infancias rotas, remordimientos de conciencia,abandonos de padre/madre, asesinatos reales y fingidos,tener otras familias y ect.Nadie sabe que va a pasar con ellos,o con los demás personajes pero esto no va a acabar nada bien si no siguen aceptado lo que sienten unos de otros nada va a pondré cambiar después los destinos que el mismo destino tienes para ellos!....

(+18) DARK ROMANCE/OBSESSION AU "Tsk, Poms..." he chuckled. "You really think I'd ever let you leave my sight?" he said, a slow, predatory grin spreading across his face. "I mean, seriously, after everything we've been through, after you opened up to me, you expect me to just forget about all of that?" he asked, his grin widening. Pomni swallowed as she watched him, her heart pounding against her ribs. Jax slowly leaned back, still unmoving from the door. "I'd rather let this whole circus burn than to still watch you with her," he said, his voice a low hiss. "And you're with her anyways. I know you still love me." Pomni's frown deepened. "I don't believe you-I-I won't fall for this sick prank, Jax!" she argued, her voice a strained, trembling plea. Jax moved closer, he sighed heavily. "There isn't anywhere in this place you can continue to hide from me," he replied. "Because I'll tear it apart to find you." He leaned in, his eyes burning with intensity. "How many times do I have to remind you? You're mine." "Jax, you can't do this to me," she said, her voice broken and slightly uneven. "You know how I feel about her," he snarled. "And look at you. All you do is circle around Ragatha." He shook his head sharply. "That makes me fucking crazy. How you look at her-fucking-look at me!" he barked. "Jax, you can't erase what I saw from your notebook! I saw how you truly feel!" she argued, her eyes slightly glossy with unshed tears. Jax's grin didn't falter. "And you think that matters now?" he asked, his voice a mocking purr. "That was before. Before I knew what it felt like to have you. Before I knew what it would feel like to lose you." He took another step closer, his hand coming up to cup her cheek, his touch a deceptively gentle caress. "That notebook was a map to a treasure I didn't know I was digging for. But I found you, Pomni. And I'm not letting some... words on a page... take you away from me." "Let me fucking love you again"

Kate's family has a multi-generational legacy of catering to the celebrity elite through their restaurant where the number one rule is discretion. So when she discovers a seemingly stranded Jimin Park in the street, she knows just what the consequences will be if he's discovered. But what happens after she gets pulled into the orbit of the biggest idol group in the world she could never have anticipated. Will Kate manage her surprise new career path, her growing attraction to the man she rescued, and her newfound friendships amidst her quest to make her own mark on the world independent of her family's legacy? Or, like so much in life, is it nothing but fleeting moments destined for a finite end?

Thunder Sama was trained as a weapon by the Sama military. After breaking free from their control, he begins his dream of exploring the world, but what secrets awaits him along his journey...

Part 1: 1-72 Part 2: 75- Well over a Century ago, an unknown force of beings plunged from the Stars to invade and spread across our planet. The Raptures, as they have come to be called, have since taken the surface of our world as their own, with Humanity locked underground In a grand bastion: The Ark. Yet none of that is important. What would that information do for a person who has woken up in the middle of nowhere, with no recollection of anything? What will they get out of it? Or rather, what would that do when they simply don't know what they are, or who they are? All they know is they're alone. Alone, and unknowingly carrying a vital piece many have been searching for.

Dr. Eastermans golden three have woken up under Murkoff Corporation, dazed and confused about how they got there. Madden, Carrie, and Elena are lost and desperate turning to Murkoff as a last hope turns into a never-ending living hell. Becoming human guinea pigs, will the Doctors' golden three have enough and plan a way to escape Murkoff Corporation? Or continue to be Dr. Eastermans how High? --- ~~"Doctor, the golden three have made it back to the shuttle." Dr. Easterman crushed the glowing tip of his cigarette against the inside of his glass ashtray before turning away from the monitor. A slow stream of white smoke drifted from his lips as he exhaled. "And?" "They killed the reagents you sent...all of them" "Excellent" _____ This is my fan fiction with OC's, all the characters besides the video game characters in the game are mine :) [This story might be more on the slow pace side but I try to keep the chapters short and fun with a lot of action!]

Vincenzo Russo is one of the most feared mafia bosses in the country. Men fear him. Enemies avoid him. Entire families have fallen because of his name. But inside the gates of the Russo estate? He's just a father trying to survive a house full of chaos. Eleven children. Shoes everywhere. Toy guns mixed with real ones. Baby bottles sitting next to stacks of cash. And a wife who isn't afraid to challenge the most dangerous man alive. Emilia Russo is the only woman Vincenzo has ever loved. The only one who can calm his rage... or ignite it. Together they built something stronger than any empire. A family. But when enemies begin circling the Russo name, the chaos of their home collides with the violence of the mafia world. And anyone who threatens the Russo children will learn one thing very quickly... You don't survive touching a Russo. Love. Loyalty. Chaos.

In the Fire Nation, every future is decided long before it is spoken aloud. [Y/n] grew up inside that certainty, trained not as a warrior or a ruler, but as a strategist shaped to stand beside the next Fire Lord and quietly help guide the course of an empire. However, after his uncle's execution for opposing Fire Lord Ozai, his family is forced into exile, and the boy who once studied Pai Sho across from Crown Prince Zuko vanishes from court life entirely. Zuko, once a frustrated boy who hated losing at games he didn't yet understand, grows into a scarred banished prince searching for his place in a world that rejected him before finally returning to his destined role as Fire Lord. The memory of those childhood matches, of a calm boy who always seemed to see too many moves ahead, fades into something almost unreal. Almost. Almost a decade later, everything changes when their paths collide again. Because some games never truly end. They only wait for the players to return. [Cover art by @AjtaiV9M4iMxtyq on Twitter] [Originally a Zuko x OC story with my OC Raiken, but changed to male reader]