𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘸. 𝘈 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯. 𝘈 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘈 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦. Harry Potter never made it to Hogwarts. Brought unconscious to the dark alleys of Knockturn, he should've died- cold, angry, and forgotten. Instead, he carved out a place for himself with bloodied hands and stolen wands. He built an empire from an abandoned factory, guarded by outcasts and orphans, where creatures fight for food and every day is a struggle. He's not a boy anymore. Not a hero. Not a victim. He's a thunderstorm. Then, his name comes out of the Goblet of Fire- a name no one should know- he's dragged back into the world that left him to starve. The world of robes and rules, where boys live in castles and forget the rest exist. He's not welcome there. He doesn't want to be. And yet, in the middle of all this, stands Lord Voldemort- beautiful, terrifyingly human, and wearing a smile like a knife. He offers Harry an alliance. Harry knows better. But monsters recognize each other, don't they? And this time, Harry Potter isn't here to play by the rules. He's here to burn the house down.

What if Izuku never grew up with a loving family? What if he was raised by a former hitman and mercenary? Follow how this young (yet deadly) mercenary returns to Japan after many years as he tries to live a normal life that he was once denied... No pairing decided (yet) Author Note: College + Job = Less time I will try to update and publish new chapters as much as possible, but no promises.... Even then I am back (sort of) If you wish to contact me come join my discord! https://discord.gg/VdkVWet2qp

In the depths of the Ministry, there is a cell for the world's most dangerous man... and he wants out. No pairings. Warnings: Time travel, OOC-characters, Light!bashing, Twisted!Harry, Evil!Harry, violence, mention of gore. Yeah, stuff like that. Disclaimers: I don't own Harry Potter nor do I make any money writing this. This fanfiction can be found on fanfiction.net. It is written by Tiro.

After being diagnosed quirkless, Izuku's father didn't take it too well. The stress grew too much for Inko. But one day, he just left. Izuku is scrambling for money to support his mother and himself. Now he's going to UA with his bestfriend and a skeptical Aizawa who loves his coffee. What an interesting life, can't get any more strange, can it? ⚠I DO NOT OWN "MY HERO ACADEMIA" THE CREATOR IS KOHEI HORIKOSHI! I ONLY OWN THIS FANFICTION⚠ ⚠NONE OF THE ART BELONGS TO ME⚠ Started: 08/07/2021 Ended: 12/16/2021 5k votes 12/26/2021 100k reads 12/15/2021 #1 #smartdeku 11/10/2021 #1 #1a 11/01/2021 #2 #bokunoheroacademia 10/29/2021 #1 #nicebakugo 10/25/2021 #2 #myheroacademia 10/22/2021 #1 #abuseddeku 10/16/2021 #1 #mha 10/09/2021 #1 #supportcourse 10/09/2021 #1 #kamishin 10/09/2021 #2 #izukumidoriya 10/03/2021 #1 #dadzawa 10/01/2021 #1 #erasermic 09/22/2021

This is the second book to 'Experiment 164' please read that book first. Izuku is alone. He's always alone. He has no one and nothing left to live for. He has one job and thats to do as he's told. Izuku is a weapon. He knows and understands that, it's all he was ever destined to be from the start. The world is corrupt and will take advantage of all the vulnerable people who are unlucky enough to live in it. ⚠️warning⚠️ Blood Violence Torture And probably more. There will be warnings in these chapters. The characters belong to Horikoshi unless said otherwise.

ever since Izuku was born he was sold to a scientist because Izuku has every rare case being born with a quirk not just one but three Izuku was a child with no emotions he could hardly speak because he would get punished if he ever made a sound but one day when Izuku turned 5 heroes arrived well Izuku have a happy childhood or well hi still be traumatized by the past find out more about it! By the way this Izuku x OC None of the pictures or characters belong to me but the entire plot is mine (⁠✷⁠‿⁠✷⁠) Ok here's the thing chapter 1-5 is a bit rushed so I'm sorry for any confusion However you can skip to chapter 6 if you want , but if you like to know about Izuku's quirk it's in Chapter 2 I'm sorry and thank you for reading I'll surely make the other chapter better

Volturi Kings X OC The Kings save a last crown for someone, no one knows for who. Until Bella's cousin. Claudia Swan shows up

"Nem tudtam hol vagyok, ütemesen ringtam; két hideg kezet éreztem forró testemen, erősen fogott, mintha nem akarna elengedni soha. Tudtam, hogy ki kell nyitnom a szemem, nem értettem, hogy hogyan kerültem ebbe a helyzetbe, próbáltam visszaemlékezni, de nem tudtam összehozni semmit. Nagy nehézségek árán sikerült felemelni a leragadt szemeim. Csak ködösen láttam azt, aki vitt engem, az arcát nem láttam az odahulló arany haja miatt, egyedül a pólója színét tudtam megjegyezni, mielőtt hátrabukott volna a fejem és feketébe borult a világ." "Az az ismeretlen mentett meg engem, biztosan egy angyal volt, főleg azzal a gyönyörű arany hajával és hűsítő kezeivel." --- Elisabeth River úgy érezte, hogy ez a tanév egy szenvedés lesz és ugyanolyan, mint az eddigiek. Hatalmasat tévedett... Van-e mindenen átívelő szerelem legalább egy a világon? Na és kettő? Te mit tennél a szerelmedért és mennyi dolgot tudnál megérteni és elfogadni? Mikor telik be a pohár? --- Ez az első könyvem, szóval nagyon igyekszem, hogy jó legyen. Nem olvastam még az Alkonyat könyveket, de a közeljövőben tervezem. Néhány dolog és esemény majd eltér a filmektől, de talán nem sok. Minden jog és karakter Stephenie Meyer tulajdona, kivéve a saját kitalált karaktereim.

/Perselus Piton × Saját (fiú) karakter/ Perselus Lilyt szereti, Perselust pedig Xander. Viszonzatlanul, eszeveszetten. Örökkön örökké. "Megrémít a tudat, hogy minden egyes alkalommal, amikor egy hajszál választ el attól, hogy elveszítsem a maradék emberségemet is, csakis az állít meg, hogy arra gondolok, mi lesz ha te rájössz, és meggyűlölsz. Megrémít, hogy egyedül te fékezed meg a bennem lakozó gonoszt, hogy valami igazán rosszat tegyen; és megrémít, hogy egy nap lehet, te már nem leszel velem, és nem lesz, mi visszatartsa a szörnyet." Néha csak akkor jövünk rá, mennyire fontos szerepet játszik valaki az életünkben, amikor elveszítjük. ~Olykor az elhervadt virágok is hajlanak még a fény felé.~