Hot is the fire that burns in her eyes as she fights with all her mind. Imagine. It was a peculiar name for a girl although it did fit her perfectly. Ima, they called her that for short. Ima was never normal, she had never spoken a word or made a sound. No crying, no laughing, no... anything. However, when she turned four her adoptive parents found out something horrible. She had a strange power like no other. If you could even call it a power. They weren't sure what it was. But they figured out she had this skill... No, it wasn't a skill. It was something else, something almost otherworldly. Ima's imagination was so powerful it seeped into reality. (By: Strawhat_pirate- A War Book)

ATTENTION: the name of the main oc has changed to Tsubaki Naruto Fanfiction! It will be a Kakashi x oc Naruto is a genius, Team seven will be a 'family', Civilian Council bashings, Elder Council Bashings, Naruto Has a twin sister, Demons, Dragons, Gods, Goddesses, and Reincarnation. Rated M at some parts, getting more extensive the farther you go. I'll post out a warning before The Mature bits happen so no one reads things they don't want to. I do not own Naruto, I DO own my oc's and the small idea of this little fan fiction that sprouted in my mind. Enjoy!~ Please do not copy my ideas without asking me first, giving me proper credit, also if you do ( and credit me ) I'd like you to share your fanfic with me, not gonna hate just would be interested in reading. Please and thank you. Warnings: Has Lemon, Violence, Stupidity, Rape, and Language

𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒉. Sometimes ghosts come back to haunt you, and sometimes those ghosts never really died. When Winter returns to Kohona after leaving for nearly three years, it's clear to the others that something has changed her. What they don't know is that Winter is wrapped up in a mess bigger than Sasuke's ego, which is saying a lot. Having to live a double life, Winter races against the clock to sort out all the lies she's been fed, find a way to combat an organization that has the potential to rival the Akatsuki, and prepare for a war that will shatter the world. Only one thing is certain, betrayal is inevitable. [ book two of the Storm Bringer duology ] [ third place winner of the NWA 2017 ] [ COMPLETED ]

𝒕𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔. Winter is bitter and cold, just like the season she is named after. So when she's put on a temporary team that consists of a pink-haired fangirl, a loud blonde brat, a boy just as hell-bent on revenge as she is, Winter knows she's in for a tough few weeks. But perhaps this mismatched team will help her realize that there's more to life than misery and misfortune. [ book one of the Storm Bringer duology ] [ Winner of the Anime_WattyAwards 2016 ] [ COMPLETED ]

Ħɵω Ʈɵ Ħαʋε Д ĦεαяϮɓεαϮ [currently editing extensively!] Once I knew only darkness and stillness my life was without past or future but a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hand that clutched at emptiness, and my heart leaped to the rapture of living. That emptiness I knew, was slowly being filled with sweet words of nothing. What is a heartbeat? A mere beat in your chest as to keep your body pumping its blood. There is nothing wrong with Sana's heart. It pumps perfectly, never once missing its beat and always keeping at a constant rhythm. Sana is never surprised, never feels enough to make her heart even miss the smallest amount of a skip in beats. She doesn't feel. She doesn't love. She can't know what it's like to have her heart beat faster for a friend let alone a lover. For a heart to never go out of its constant thump is worse than not having a heartbeat at all. So what's the one thing Sana wants in this world? How to have a heartbeat maybe? (Sequel to "How to be Heartless" open external link to get to chapter one of the prequel)

Ħɵω Ʈɵ ɮϵ ĦεαяϮհϵςς Theoretically, Itadori Sana should have been an amazing ninja. Top in her class, photographic memory, the ability to disassociate due to sheer embarrassment. If being a shinobi was all about theory, Sana was basically a sannin. But one can't be a theoretical ninja. Unfortunately, apparently, you actually have to be able to do a Jutsu well. Coming from a noble family, failure isn't an option, but Sana was a genius. How hard should it be to become a ninja without the ability of, well, talent? How hard is it for the girl who went through her entire life lying to her rich, judgmental, high-class family about her talents, to pass one exam? Pretty hard. So, Sana must convince the most popular guy in her class for help to pass this exam and save her ass from being disowned. The only problem is, he thinks being 'edgy' is a personality trait and Sana can't stand him. Witness this humorous take on a socially awkward bitch, paired up with an orange PAP Smear, an embarrassing horny fangirl, and a douche-ninja.

Minato X reader; there's no need to be an adult to love, you can be in love as a child-then it will be the purest form of affection after all.

(The cover is just a cover, this is a Naruto fanfic only.) "For a little girl, you can hit pretty hard." "This little girl is about to kill you too."

Cashile Kuroki has discovered the Frailty of Genius, the shortcomings of prodigious talent, the weakness that comes with strength. Standing alone she fell, with no one to catch her as she hit the ground. Now the question is whether or not she can grow back from her own failure, find resilience in the weakness, foster the power that comes with those who care... And discover The Strength of Humanity. This is the sequel to our first book, The Frailty of Genius.

Cashile Kuroki is alone. No family, and no friends. Not exactly hated, just.... ignored. Just how she likes it. She's viewed as reckless and ambitious, but she's always in control. Every move is calculated, every person is observed. She controls people, her "friends", her life. Yet, there's the mystery: why does she care for her selfish ambitions alone? Why is she bent on proving that she can be the best by herself? Will she ever learn to give up her act of strength, and trust? Or will she fall, the cause of her own destruction? Genius only goes so far, and the flaws and frailties will eventually catch up to her. The act of strength is, after all, only an act.