My name is Charlie, I'm twenty-two years old, and apparently yelling at my TV has consequences. I was sitting there watching *The Walking Dead*, getting madder by the minute because, seriously, how hard is it to use common sense during the apocalypse? Then a voice came out of nowhere. "Would you like to correct it?" My eyes went wide. Was I scared? A little. Did that stop me? Not even close. "Yes," I said fast. "But if I'm going in there, I need supplies, weapons, clothes, food, and enough backup to make sure I don't end up as walker chow." Next thing I knew, I was standing in the middle of Atlanta with bright purple hair, grey eyes, sparks flying out of my hands, and walkers surrounding me. Only problem for them? I'm immune. They won't bite me. They won't touch me. Most of them won't even come near me. So now I have a chance to change the story, save the people who deserve saving, and knock some sense into the ones who keep making stupid choices. And then there's Daryl, Shane, and Rick. Three stubborn, protective, dangerous men who all seem to think they can handle me. Cute. Daryl watches everything with those sharp eyes and acts like he doesn't care, even when he clearly does. Shane is all fire, attitude, and protection, ready to stand between me and anything that breathes wrong. And Rick? He has that hero thing going on, trying to keep everyone together while looking at me like I might be the one thing he can't figure out. I came here to fix the apocalypse. I did not come here to fall for three men. But apparently, the walkers aren't the only ones drawn to me. This world better buckle up, because I'm not here to follow the story. I'm here to rewrite it.

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Raised in the church with both her parents as pastors Bria Tomlinson is your ordinary soft and sweet church girl . She focuses on her books, adheres to her parents rules and guidelines and excels in whatever she chooses to do . She isn't interested in partying, dating or any form of slackness as her parents calls it and is determined to make something of herself and make her parents proud but, temptation can be hard to handle especially if it's looking you in the eyes every Sunday morning. Sick and beyond any form of redemption Caius Romanov decides to attend church one Sunday morning. They say when life throws you lemons you make lemonade right? From the moment he laid his eyes on her , Caius is determined to break her , to strip away her innocent outer layers and reveals what lies beneath and he always gets what he wants no matter the cost. The mind of a dark and utterly twisted psychopath, and a girl who believes she can resist temptation, comes together in a steamy heated and utterly dangerous dark romance that will leave you reconsidering how far is too far when it comes to obsession?

in which the leader of japan's most powerful criminal organization, sano manjiro, your ex lover, comes back claiming he's lost his memory and ask you to stay, just until he remembers who he is.

(A girl from our world dies and gets reincarnated in the Harry Potter universe as Harry Potter.) ____________ She died. Alone, quiet, forgotten by the world she loved so much. And woke up in a cupboard under the stairs. Except the name they called her wasn't her own, it was Harry Potter. Y/N L/N, a girl from our world, has been reincarnated into the body of The Boy Who Lived. She remembers everything: the books, the battles, the endings. But fate never plays fair, and something has gone terribly wrong. Magic clings to her like a shadow. The timeline is breaking. And the moment she touches the Slytherin consort ring, Death himself begins to whisper. She calls him Morte. He calls her his. And then he gave her/him a new name, Hades Peverell. But Death isn't the only one watching. There's another soul, ancient, fractured, forgotten, haunting the shadows of Hogwarts. Tom Riddle. Still insatiable. Still hungry for power. And the moment he senses her... he knows. He has something special about his aura. He's something more than what he seems from the outside. And he's not letting him go. ___________ DISCLAIMER: Harry Potter belongs to J.K.Rowling!!

" As long as there are those who believe peace is possible, there still is hope. - Jiraiya(Tales of a gutsy ninja) * * * * * Ryuugamine Aira was sent to the Naruto world. A person who shall change the way things are. But...was her knowledge of future the only reason for her selection? Will she able to prove that 'true peace' is not a naive ideal but something that is truly possible? More importantly...who is she? A brilliant strategist or a voice from the heavens? * * * * * Status of 'Tales of a gutsy ninja series' : Book 1 : The tides of change (COMPLETED) Currently under revision : Revised up to Chapter 15 Book 2 : A tryst with destiny (COMPLETED) Book 3 : Strategist from the heavens (ongoing) * * * * * A/N: All characters except Aira belong to Masashi Kishimoto. Basic knowledge of 'Naruto world' is required to understand the story.

Lincoln disappeared. The Loud Family is devastated and they would give anything to bring him back. Unfortunately they wish bring back to life some secrets they will regret they discover.

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"You have two options. You can suffer through the fires of our passion with clenched teeth, writhing in agony, or you could become one with the flames, dancing in the night skies, burning through everything in your incendiary path, indestructible, immortal from our love, leaving in your wake ashes and smoke in the annihilation of your creation." ... I have lived for centuries, yet I've never felt this chaotic feeling run through my veins before. This burning across my skin like fire and the scorching in my lungs, making me unable to breathe when she is close, and yet also when she is far away. I've never felt this perverse pleasure when her eyes fell on my lips, when a pleased sigh escaped her mouth underneath my quivering touch. I've never felt this need to be with someone as I did with her, the burning ache inside me when she was gone, clamoring me to be by her side. And I've never felt this fear before, this twisting, gut wrenching feeling of disquiet that lurked day and night in the back of my mind, slowly eating away at my sanity, pouncing upon me whenever I had the misfortune to think about her. Is that what love is? Or is it just the feeling of one psychopath falling for another? Highest ranking : #1 in Neverland

Izuku yagi is neglected and bullied his life but when he is 13 he learns he has a power much stronger then any quirk