(Y/N) was a 10 year old skating prodigy, but because of an accident that traumatized her, she wasn't able to go back to her skating Career. Hoping she could find a little more inspiration to get her back on ice, she visits her local skating rink, only to bump into Victor Nikiforov, Yuuri Katsuki, and Yuri Plisetsky. Time Passes and you become close friends with them. And without realizing, this unexpected encounter was the reason your life would be changed forever. _____________________________________________ This is the first book to my Yuri Plisetsky X Reader series, I hope you guys like it! ( ' ▽ ' )

This is Part II of my other book, Comeback. I strongly recommend you read the first book, COMEBACK, before reading this one. ❄️ This story features you, the reader, Yuri Plisetsky, Victor Nikiforov and Yuuri Katsuki (Y/N) was a 10-year-old figure skating prodigy until an accident happened to her, causing her to drop her career for good. Until 5 Years later, Yuri Plisetsky appeared in her life and changed it one last time. In this story (Y/N) will be challenged in a Figure Skating Contest that Victor signed her up in. How will she cope up? Can she finally bring herself to skate in front of thousands of people again?

A woman named Thanerah Kross, an ordinary woman, meets Hidan from the Akatsuki by being a sacrifice for Lord Jashin. What Hidan didn't know is that their fates are intertwine together. Furthermore, they both have a destiny with the fates of the Jashin religion. Can they save the religion before it is too late? Is Thanerah the answer for Hidan's cravings to fill the empty hole in his heart? Will she fulfill him or destroy him?

I do not own Naruto or Naruto Shippuden! I don't own the pictures, I don't own anything! Sequel to Konoha's New Yellow Flash! Life isn't fair. I've learned this lesson from long ago. Life will continue to drag you down. And to climb up and move on, you'll need to make sacrifices. These sacrifices aren't to be taken lightly either. To me, protecting the ones I love is something I believe is my purpose. And I'm willing to make any sacrifice to do so. I don't care about the pain my body will be put through. I don't care about the damage to my mentality. And if I have to coat the ground red, I'll do it. Because I love them. And I will protect them in any way I can. From others, And from themselves.

After Sasuke's left the Village, Shinju went back to the ANBU. Cold as ever, she went on a 3 year mission killing off criminals around the world. Leaving behind her Father, and her Team. She comes back 3 years later, after killing every criminal off her list. What happens now? Will she meet Sasuke again? Will she confront new enemies? Find out.

Akira (Alison) has been training with the Akatsuki to be stronger... what will happen when she goes back to Konoha? Does she still have feeling for Kiba?

Alison is just a normal girl... Or as normal as you can grow up to be with a family that didn't really love you. As she discovers she is adopted, she starts to wonder where she could be from. As she wishes to be in the place she belongs in, she finds herself in none other than the Naruto world- some show about ninjas her cousin liked to watch back on Earth. Could she really be the person the scroll says? Follow Alison as she meets all of Konoha's crazy and unique ninjas, while starting to become quite a ninja herself.

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.