"𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 reborn into tvd isn't so shitty, especially not when you have the power to change everything." Melissa was a normal teenage girl. . .well mostly normal, when tragedy decided to struck, and she died in the most humiliating way possible. When she thought it was the end, it wasn't. She was given a choice by a God, to find peace or being reborn in another universe. Naturally she picked to be reborn. She thought it was all fun and games until she noticed she was reborn as Elena Gilbert. The tragedy magnet of the vampire diaries.

Elena Gilbert wakes up after Senior Prank Night and is done, done with Jeremy being threatened, with putting her friends in danger, and BEYOND done with the Salvatore Brothers, so she reaches out to Rebekah to put a new plan in place. ~This will not be a long fic. Maybe 10 chapters, I am just sick of watching Elena bashing! Becauae yes it was all about her, SHE WAS THE MAIN FUCKING CHARACTER! If you hate the main character, why watch the show. ~

"Hitoshi you can't just put your little sister in the sink whenever she bothers you!" Shota yelled trying to calm the child he was carrying. "Why not? it worked" He smirked "Zashi, say something!" "Uh...um..Nose goes?" "You know what? I'm done. Toshi, walk yourself to school tomorrow. Zashi sleep on the couch tonight" _________________________________________ Shouta always thought he had the parenting thing handled, he was a teacher of course so that would be easy. But what happens when he adopts a 3 year old? He's never actually raised a toddler before.

Pan transmigrated into a useless F-rank female beast in the Beast World and only wanted to survive using her Spirit Spring Space, but she ended up matched with five troubled male beasts, started farming and building a business, then rose from the slums to power while fighting conspiracies, beast tides, and a brutal winter. After realizing she was meant for much more, Pan built a commercial empire, gathered powerful allies, formed a strong core team, and stood at the peak of survival with three SS-level husbands and hundreds of elites by her side. By the time she reached the legendary S+ Holy Female level, six months pregnant and stronger than ever, her spiritual spring space had evolved into a small world producing endless resources like mountains and seas every single day.

100 years before the Volturi's rise to power in Essos, Katira Volturi leaves her coven and crosses the Narrow Sea. She longs for something more; adventure, friendship, a mate. She also made a promise: to find and protect the human son of two of her coven members. But that may be a greater feat than Kat anticipated. Will she get everything she came for before the Long Night arrives? Game of Thrones x Volturi Sandor Clegane x OC Volturi

Having power is a big responsibility. Having power over Playtime Co.'s experiments is also a big responsibility. And that's why you need to know how to use that power. They've already suffered so much. It's time to give them a break. And as their supervisor, you have the power to do it.

Fifth year was supposed to break Hardianna Potter. Umbridge. The Ministry. Hogwarts turning on her. The daily humiliation. And Dumbledore watching it happen like it's "part of the plan." But everything changes when Hardianna discovers the truth hidden in old Gringotts records: She isn't just "Harry Potter." She is the Lady of Three Ancient and Most Noble Houses houses so old and powerful that wizarding families still whisper their names like prayers: House Potter. House Black. House Peverell. And with those titles comes more than gold. It comes with vaults stacked beyond imagination, ancient magic tied to her blood, and legal authority that even the Ministry can't touch. Hardianna doesn't just gain power she gains freedom. She clears Sirius Black's name and brings him home. She removes Umbridge from Hogwarts with one signature and a smile. She stops begging adults to protect her and starts protecting herself. But when her inheritance awakens something ancient buried in her magic, Harriet accidentally triggers a long-forgotten gateway one that leads her straight into the world of monsters and immortals. Into Mystic Falls. And into the path of Niklaus Mikaelson, the Original Hybrid who has never believed in soulmates... until he feels her. Because Hardianna Potter isn't just powerful. She's his. And the moment he realizes it, the world doesn't stand a chance.

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.