After taking Bakugo's advice to jump off a roof, Izuku meets a girl his age in Hell and is given a deal to be brought back to life with extraordinary powers. The catch? Two people have a certain taste for teen romance, so they add a little something to our new Scarlet Duo. I own nothing but my writing

Niklaus Mikaelson had been alive for a thousand years. He was the most feared and ruthless being in the supernatural world. He considered himself a King and indestructible. There was nothing on earth that Klaus couldn't get either by using his charm or by force. But in 2015, while living in his new reconquered home of New Orleans, Klaus Mikaelson was about to meet his match. Jade Lourdes Howlett had been alive for 155 years. In that time, she had followed her father, James Logan Howlett, into almost every adventure he ever had. Jade was a little gruff and didn't put up with other people's bullshit. She was an apex predator as her father had taught her to be, but Jade could be as sexy and sensual as the Black Widow if she needed to be. There were times throughout her long life that she would separate from her father and have a few adventures of her own, but in the end, father and daughter would always reunite. On one of her undertakings, Jade took a cross-country trip on her motorcycle. As she made her way to Westchester, Jade decided to stop in New Orleans for a while. That decision would change her life forever. How will the Original Hybrid react to meeting a Mutant for the first time? But not just any Mutant, a feral Mutant that is as indestructible as he is, if not more so. Read and find out. ALTERNATE UNIVERSE: NO HAYLEY OR HOPE! I DO NOT OWN THE ORIGINALS OR THE X-MEN. THEY BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE CREATORS. Start Date: 09/18/2021

After the Lord of Light fails to bring back the Lord Commander of Night Watch. The pyre was built and the 998th Lord Commander of the Night's Watch's body was burning right before everyone's eyes. But out came not ash but walking Jon Snow completely naked for everyone to watch and worship. Though none kneeled in for him like they did for his aunt. The boy from our world is reincarnated into the body of Jon Snow after he suffers betrayal from his black brothers. But he is not alone. An AI, a creation beyond the understanding of this realm, whispers in his mind-an eternal guide in a world of blood, treachery, and magic. With its aid, he will carve his path through the game of thrones, where kings rise and fall like the tides. Yet, unknown to him, something stirs beyond the frozen rivers and shadowed forests. A gift-one that crawled from the shores of God's Eye, an echo of his past-waiting, watching, Sleeping to its heart's content. This is not the story of a wolf bound by honor. Nor is it the tale of a dragon shackled by fate. This is the saga of a reborn soul who refuses to kneel. Let the game begin.

"Didn't you like me?" he asked. "I didn't." He frowned. "Then... do you hate me?" "I don't." "...Then what do you think of me?" "An annoying moron." "I'm already sleep-deprived," I said flatly. "Why should I think about something else?" -- The game said she would die if she attended the academy. 
It also said she would die if she didn't. Either way, her death was guaranteed. So when I opened my eyes in the body of Melissa Valkyrie, a doomed noble lady fated to die in every route, I did what any sensible person would do: Nothing. No schemes.
No revenge.
No desperate attempts to "fix" the story.
No scrambling to survive a game that had already decided my ending. If death flags wanted me, they could wait until after my nap. -- Suddenly, the male lead walked over and placed my notes on the desk. "How did you solve these problems and still get a D in Mathematics?" I didn't look up. "Why answer all of them," I said "when the professor said the passing score is only thirty?" "Anything more is a violation of mental health." -- But unfortunately, the world mistook my laziness for confidence. 
And now everyone thinks I'm dangerous. Because apparently, doing nothing was the most dangerous move of all.

[Status: COMPLETED; Extras ONHOLD] ============ Ming Yu, a 25 year old who survives through his daily life by doing part time jobs once dreamed of becoming an Author. But due to his lack of self-esteem and motivation he easily gave up and hid his manuscripts away on a drawer. On his way home when he turned into a corner everything before him suddenly changed. Through a game like interface popping out infront of him, he recieved a letter saying that he is currently in one of his novels and that the Admin pitied him for his lack of confidence and decided that it would be good for Ming Yu to experience his novels himself. The system "Admin", has a very colorful Vocabulary. [Admin: F*ck you. 'middle-finger.jpg'] -*-*-*----------*-*-* Best Ranking: #18/22k BL - 25/07/19 #2/5k Danmei - 14/09/19 #9/7k System- 18/06/19 #24/10.7k Fantasy-romance - 25/07/19 #8 Worldhopping 29/07/19 #1 Author's universe- 23/05/19 ================= Original story written by me. Written: 11/02/19 I DO NOT OWN THE IMAGES USED IN THIS BOOK. CREDITS TO THOSE WHO OWN THEM. I EDITED THEM MYSELF THOUGH. Source: PINTEREST.

"We're expected to save them? What a drag." "T-Takahashi-san, we're heroes...!" Takahashi Reina didn't have ambitions or goals. She wanted to be like a cloud, just floating around but her mom had other plans for her. Because of her, she enrolled in the hero course. Can someone so lazy become a hero? **OC is inspired by Shikamaru Nara from Naruto, but will later on become more original** ‼️All pictures belong to me and my oc‼️ ‼️Mha does NOT belong to me‼️

"For what it's worth, I am glad you were the one to find me". "I think I was looking for you before I knew what to look for". Ahkmanrah x Male oc. Night at the museum.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧 ✰𑁍☆☼︎★ 𝐈𝐍𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Steve Harrington is trapped in a theater, forced to relive the past he spent years hiding and suppressing. sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢs & ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴘʜᴏɴᴇ ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ᴇʟʟɪᴇ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ

She was born a twin to the Boy Who Lived-and cast aside as if she never mattered. Lyra Potter entered the world beside Harry, sharing his blood, his fate... and none of his love. Branded the wrong child, the unnecessary twin, she was rejected early, quietly erased from the family that should have protected her. What followed was not neglect-but betrayal. Sold into the hands of HYDRA, Lyra became an experiment, a living weapon shaped by cruelty, magic, and death itself. She survives. She always does. Taken from her world and cast into the shinobi lands, Lyra grows up in war. There, her power evolves into something the world fears and cannot control-chakra fused with necromancy, death answering her call like an old friend. On battlefields soaked in blood, she earns a name that will be carved into legends and intelligence reports alike: The Grave Witch. SSS+ Threat. But this is not Harry Potter's story. This is hers. As Lyra fights through war from childhood to adolescence, she builds something she was never given-identity, purpose, and chosen bonds. Minato Namikaze, brilliant, kind, and impossibly human, becomes more than an ally. He is her anchor, her equal, and eventually, her love-someone who sees the weapon and chooses the girl anyway. Dark, emotionally charged, and unapologetically brutal, this story explores rejection, survival, and reclaiming one's name. It is about a girl who was discarded by destiny itself and chose to carve her own legend from the grave upward-no prophecy, no savior narrative, no borrowed spotlight. She is not the twin left behind. She is the one who endured. This is the story of Lyra Potter- the rejected twin, the HYDRA experiment, the Grave Witch who refused to disappear, and the girl who finally chose love on her own terms.

A man from another world dies and wakes as a boy in the North. A bastard named Jon Snow. But Jon Snow is no longer the quiet child of Winterfell. He remembers another life-one filled with machines, memory, and the knowledge of what's to come. With Winter on the horizon and the South already scheming, he chooses action over silence. From the black walls of the Night's Watch to the burning rivers of the Riverlands, Jon-forged anew as Daemon-will reshape Westeros with steel, fire, and foresight. He builds, he plans, he kills, and he remembers. And the game of thrones is no longer played by the rules the lords remember. A character-driven, realistic self-insert fic exploring war, prophecy, power, and the long night ahead. Probably smut in the future. 🎁 Support me or read ahead 10 chapters on Patreon: [patreon.com/jajasx222]