Y/n was born with one of a kind quirk. Being found 7 years ago by Aizawa, she was raised up by himself and UA. Come along in the journey with y/n to figure out who she really is. Will she become a hero? Will she fall in love? Or maybe- will they fall for her..? Will she figure out who she truly is- Or was it all part of an elaborate plan to end him. Read to find out!! >this follows the anime pretty well, there is obviously some twists and things are changed< >bnha doesn't belong to me and belongs to its rightful owner. The plot of the story also isn't completely mine as I am taking most of the plot from the actual anime< WARNINGS: *TRIGGERING TOPICS *CURSING AND INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE I post "end cards" at the end of my chapters. The art contained within them are not mine and credits go to their wonderful owners! I only edit the artwork and other things together to make the end card! IF you see your artwork used and want it taken down, LET ME KNOW! I'll do it ASAP!

(Y/n) attends U.A., the prestigious school for heroes along with her boyfriend, Shouto Todoroki. Her life seems smooth until a certain ash blond boldly decides to confess his feelings to her and swears to take her away from Shouto. No. Matter. The. Cost.

Also named Bilionaires Aren't Black " All I can focus on is the blood beating harshly to my temples as I pull her closer to me, trying to figure out the enigma next to me, currently snuggling up to my chest, and slowly but surely weaving her path into my heart. " *** Twenty-six year old Camelia Greyson, vice president of Pastel Dreams Hotels, hasn't got a damn clue why suddenly an engagement ring popped on her finger. She doesn't need anybody and nobody needs her. And with the ring comes 6 feet of a dirty blonde idiot who might just change the way she sees the world. It all comes with an agreement both of them can't refuse.

you your whole life has been raised by the one and only league of villians. your parents had abandoned you and ever since you were around 4 years old, they have looked after you. you have a pretty strong quirk and so even though you are apart of the league of villians you still enroll for U.A. high. you actually get accepted and end up in the hero course 1-A meeting some new people with also intresting quirks. and especially you meet two people to your liking. note: the first chapter is supposed to be a summary of the reader's quirk and is in the pov of my oc but can be changed to whatever you want it to be ofc

"𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙. 𝙄𝙩 𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙨, 𝙪𝙣𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙨, 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠𝙨 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣„ ✩｡:*•.───── ❁ ❁ ─────.•*:｡✩ 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘦𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭. "𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴," 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺. "𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺!" 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, "𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘐 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘕𝘦𝘦-𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯?" "𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦, 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳." ______________________ 《!!DROPPED!!》

Aizawa watched Izuku drink his black coffee, gazing absently out the window. The underground hero couldn't help but smirk, he looked forward to the effect beautiful, powerful, sassy Izuku would have on a pack of hormonal teenage hero wannabes. --- 15/11/2020 - DRAFTS OF FULL BOOK COMPLETED!! (Pending illustrations and heavy editing) Updated Wednesdays and Sundays Started March 2020, Completed June 2021 All artwork is my own, as is the plot (follows cannon major events initially though). I hold no rights to any aspect of Boku no Hero Academia...unfortunately. Swearing, sexual references, violence, boys being broken/bad at feelings/hopelessly in love/all three - warnings included. Izuku is pretty OOC, but remains a cinnamon roll of course. A very flirty, sassy, sexy one.

Highest in Werewolf: #2 "Selene, my daughter, please hear us out. I know we don't deserve it, but your sister is pregnant and-" I held up my hand to stop the man named Benicio Dixon from speaking. Surely they didn't call me here just so they can dump all their personal problems onto me or dig up the past. If that was the case, they're quite foolish. I'm not interested in the slightest. Shifting my attention from my father to the woman he stood behind, my gaze narrowed on the small but visible bump under her sundress. Hestia Anne Dixon. My younger sister. The Luna of my old pack and the woman my mate chose over me. She was pregnant. I turned to the male sitting beside her in the Alpha's seat. Guilt and regret crossing his striking features when he refused to meet me in the eye. "If the reason you called me here is because of this nonsense" I gestured between my sister and mate, "Then it would appear I wasted my time. With all due respect, Beta Dixon, I am an Alpha. I have many and much more important things to do than discuss petty mate bonds. If It wasn't obvious enough, I'll make myself clear-" I stood up, not caring for the gazes burning into my skin. "Whether or not she has this pup has nothing to do with me. Luna Walker's mate has nothing to do with me. In fact, none of you have anything to do with me outside of pack business. If you're worried about my interference-- don't. I won't say nor do anything. To put it simply, I don't want him. I didn't want him for the past four years since he rejected me and you all left me to die. Rest assured that seeing him again won't change anything. Now if you'll excuse me, I have things to attend to." I held my head high, walking off with my Beta trailing behind me. Just as I reached the door, it abruptly pulled open and I came face to face with the most beautiful man I've ever seen in my life. Dark, crystal grey eyes bore into me and I found myself go still. Alpha Raizel Locksworth. The Bloodlust Alpha.

There is nothing wrong with being nice. Go ahead and hold the door for the old lady. Nothing's stopping you from giving a dollar to the boy who wants candy. I won't judge if you drop a 10 dollar bill into the homeless man's cup. However Letting your boss walk all over you, and basically becoming his servant is Too Nice. Putting up with your ungrateful family and giving them money whenever they need it is Too Nice. Letting your boyfriend of 7 years live with you even though you know he's cheating on you is Too! Fucking! Nice! Amari Daniels doesn't get it. Everyone around her treats her like garbage. She thinks this is normal. Maybe she just really does have a heart of pure gold, or maybe she's just a time bomb, calmed by the sounds of her own ticking. 24 years of shit can really blow up in your face. WARNING: Violence, Drug use and mentions of Psychiatric disorders are present in this book.

She clung to people. He ran from people. She was broken. He thought he could mend her. She lost a baby. He lost his lifeline. She became his worst nightmare. He became her saving grace. She dished his greatest fear. He became her lifeline. **** "Don't. Touch. Me." I spat with tears. My mother gasped. "Kendra..." he whispered. "No! You said she'll be fine. You said it will be okay. Is this okay, No! You didn't keep your word..." I shouted and cried out the last part. I clutched his shirt in my hands and kept hitting him anywhere I could. Every other person in the room just cried. I kept on crying and hitting Ethan. A tear landed on my fist. It wasn't mine. I looked up to find Ethan crying. I didn't care that I was hurting him at the moment. It wasn't his fault. But Emily wasn't here. She never will be. *** This is purely a work of fiction and it's copyrighted. Do Not Steal My Work! Much love, Joy.

When Summer Princess Lumikki is offered to the Winter King as payment for a debt, the Winter court is dragged into chaos. Alone in a foreign land, with no one but herself to rely upon, Lumi is quick to adapt in order to survive. But the longer the winter king stays with her, the more he is unable to let her go. Like the sun and moon, fate continuously has them moving towards each other- yet apart. As her life unfolds in unexpected ways, Lumi realizes that love can only be found, if all else is sacrificed. But are they willing to pay such a price? And are some loves worth fighting for? This is a story of redemption. This is a story of strength. This is a story of revolution. This is a story, of when the sun fell. COPYRIGHT: ©Joy (world_joy_) All rights reserved Thank you for reading | COMPLETED