Title (Too Long): Divinely Blessed Saint and His Immortal Witch Wife Have Been Killing Slimes for 300 Years and Maxed Out Our Level. After living a life as an caretaker, Yuuki Nishimura ended his life by saving a little girl from getting hit by a truck. Coincidentally, he and Azusa know each from highschool. So when he found himself reincarnated as an undying, unaging saint together with Azusa in a new world, he keeps himself a vow that he would help Azusa with anything as much as possible like a husband.

Y/N L/N, the one who fought the sirens alone, and won, even though he is just a normal Human He now have his hardest mission he had since he started his career....... Which is taking care of Ship girls while making sure they don't learn his real identity

Takeda Matsunaga, the UItimate Commando and the so called 'Shadow of Hokkaido', is invited to join the elite school known as Hope's Peak Academy. However, soon after he enrolls he is forced into a killing game with 15 other students. But he's done enough killing for multiple lifetimes, and is now haunted by the ghosts of his past. Can this Wounded Soul survive this killing game, and heal his internal scars, or will he perish? I don't own Danganronpa or any of the characters.

Y/N wasn't the most "normal" of kids, despite being of a rich family he could always be seen playing near orphanages or people of a "lower" class, one day he finds a lonely homeless girl with a strange hat, which his parents decided to adopt, not knowing their lives would be forever changed by that decision.

Y/n L/n was a strange man with strange habits but when he went to a new school he started to gain the attention of specific crazy women. And you know what...He loved them...Even if they were bad people.

You, a 17-year-old guy just moved from Tokyo to Sakurami. You have to transfer schools. While at school, you reunite with your old childhood friend. She's as nice as you remember, but she seems a bit unsettling. (I made them 17 because 14 is just to uncomfortable for them to be doing all of this.)

A Hero destined to die as the Villain..... or that could change? Y/N Uchiha executer of the infamous Uchiha Massacre. A villain to blind eyes a hero to knowledgeable ones. The ignorants live the good life while the acknowledgeable live the deeps of despair and sorrow. After all ignorance is bliss.

Warning! There will be Lemon's. All Characters are 18+. I do not own Zootopia, art, characters, or anything else I use goes to it's respective owners. You were a former hitman that managed to get out of the game only to be dragged back in by a quest for vengeance over your the death of your wife and you were hot on the heels of one of the people involved in the murder of your beloved wife, however as simple as that sounds the truth is far more complicated...

This takes place before Resident Evil Village (8). I don't own Resident Evil

[I do not own Resident Evil. This is a Y/N insert where you've traveller to the Village to find your missing friend who went missing in the area regardless the local police say about no findings.] This will be a semi-lemon mature action/harem plot, completely Fan-Con for those who love to r34 the lady of the castle, This is clearly a mature novel meant for mature readers so you've been warned my friends. !! Heads up, best read in scrolling mode since i wrote this on my phone !! -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=- ~ Teaser ~ Y/N had landed himself on the exact coordinates Travis had left behind, the message itself didn't matter but where he stood is where the message was sent from a week or so ago. He listened to the locals babble on the bus ride over about hunters and hikers disappearing in the woods this deep into the mountain scape, those who did make it back where sent to a asylum for uttering such absurdities like lycans and cultists. While bus left him behind, a unscheduled stop for the driver, Y/N sighed and pocketed his phone. Y/N: {Thoughts} Travis... You better be screwing around with some European model cause im gonna be really upset with your dumbass... Y/N peered over a guard rail, a narrow trail in the snow leading off the slope into the woods, a faint red dusted by the fresh white is barely visible through the dead shrubbery. Y/N hops the rail sliding his way down to the trail below, the red he was a scarf lightly buried alongside a few other random odds and ends like mittens and hats but this only told Y/n somes bag must've fallen open or it was tossed off the road. Until stepping forwards something beneath the white sheet tripped, face first into the fluff. He wiped his face looking down into the snow to find something staring back.....