Jhin Stories

1000 years ago, the Blood Moon rose. Countless demons awoke from their slumber, and wrecked carnage upon the land of Ionia. From the following chaos, rose the Demons of the Blood Moon. But in their way of world domination stood the Arclight Heroes, who fended them off, and sealed them in the Arclight prison. Now 1000 years later, the Blood Moon has risen again. The followers of the Blood Moon will rise once more and bathe the world in blood again.

Khada Jhin, The Golden Demon of Ionia, finds himself in Demacia on a mission, where things don't go exactly as planned... Not many know, but I love the video game League of Legends! One character in particular is a psychopath named Jhin (Khada Jhin), who believes killing is an art. From play style to personality, I LOVE this champion, so I wanted to make a story with him. I haven't seen a lot of League of Legends fanfics on Wattpad, so I thought I'd add my own. Caution: Very SLIGHT violence themes (just basically the mention of blood and guns :p)

"Who are you to tell me how I should behave? How should I act and all that beautiful things of an Ionian girl! Nothing, here you are NOTHING!" I roared against the woman, who was unable at the same time to stop me, I was a raging river, I wanted to scream everything I had always hidden within myself, but the common sense stopped me. "Do not look for me! For any reason!" When those words were spoken she got out of the house that for sixteen years had been protecting her from something she could not even expect, such a bitter truth that would put her mental sanity on the ground.

Qiyana is young, inexperienced and arrogant. But her father has still put in her the role of the leader of her army. Can Qiyana push past her flaws and be the warrior princess she believes she is, or will she crumble under the pressure she puts upon herself.

(y/n) suddenly woke up in a filthy alleyway with no clue of what just happened to her. As far as she can recall, just a few minutes ago, she was warm and comfy in her own room. Now, she's struggling to survive in the new place she was in with no knowledge of almost everything. Now, she has to stay alive in this new found world with the hopes of going back to hers. If only hope existed here.

Demons lurk in the night and hunt down unfortunate prey. They are known to smell of ash and brimstone, this one was no different. Well, maybe it was at some extend. It's not common for demons to smell of flowers as well, never the less such innocent one as lilIes. It surprised them at first, but this assassin knew better. (Cover art is made by your's truly<3 as well as maybe most of the art in this book, if you're curious to see more of it go to my instagram @weebmask)

He felt empty and despaired. He couldn't believe it was over in such a tragic way. He was thrown into sorrowing, secretly wishing he would appear again to mock him and call him a coward for one more time. But the little voice in his head told him he wasn't going to return. He curled his hands into fists. It wasn't supposed to end like this. It was never supposed to end by a stranger, by someone who wasn't part of their endless dance of blades. ®️Book 2 of the «One The Count Of Four» series

Jhin x reader fan fic. Honestly I was just in my car one day, smelled roses and a hint if blood and my first thoughts were that it would be a smell either Jhin from league would have or Tsukiyama Shuu from tokyo ghoul. So for now this is just gonna be a whatever story. However, I would like to place the story a bit before Jhin joined league and was arrested. So I wanna focus more on his lore than anything else.

"Greeting! I'm Maru! I think I'm a new author here! This is very first time I write a story! So, Please forgive (or ignore) some mistake in this story! " In Valoran, There several of psychopath criminals. While two criminals meet together, what will happen next between those two? "The cannon of beauty. We are beautiful" So, why do you keep scrolling? Read it as full of my respect! :D

She had missed again but how was that even possible? The bullet had lodged into his head after breaking through his mask. There was no body nor blood anywhere to indicate that he had dropped dead. Sighing, she let herself slip down with her back on the wet, brick wall. She was till holding the damn mask in her hand and she had the urge to throw it away but she knew better than that. "I'm sorry love," she whispered to no one in particular. "Maybe next time." ®️Book 1 of the «One The Count Of Four» series

La nueva luna sangrienta se aproxima pero esta vez no logrará llevarse a nadie ya que existen algunos personajes de esta academia que impedirán el progreso del culto de la luna de sangre. Pero claramente los que pertenecen al culto harán lo posible porque se cumpla el próximo sacrificio y que la luna de sangre sea venerada. Acompaña desde diferentes puntos de vista a nuestros algunos de nuestros integrantes de la academia de runaterra. Todo personaje pronunciado con sus lores en esta historia pertenece a la empresa RIOT GAMES.

Algunos One-shots, mini historias y escritos de categorías parecidas. Mayormente de League of Legends, pero también escribiré sobre algunas otras cosas. Espero escribir futuros libros a raíz de esto. Sin más dilación, gracias por leer.

"Jhin," aveva chiesto, "ho una domanda." Jhin ne era rimasto deliziato. "Quando una falena esce dalla sua crisalide, ricorda ancora la sua vita da bruco?" Jhin si era fermato. La musica era cessata ed aveva riflettuto. Aveva ripreso a suonare con una mezza risata. L'aveva guardata danzare e i suoi occhi sembravano non riuscire a staccarsi da lei. "Non posso risponderti, mia Orianna. Io sono ancora un bruco. Ma spero che tu, un giorno, possa trovarmi e darmi la risposta."

Jhin has no chill, and Veigar has no flash.

(DỰA THEO NỘI DUNG CỦA 30 DAYS WRITTER'S CHALLENGE.) Câu chuyện kể về hành trình tìm kiếm hy vọng trong sự sa ngã của một thực thể thần thánh và một kẻ sát nhân bệnh hoạn.

Most of these are basically related to the popular video game League of Legends while some are purely based off my imagination while I was bored. Can't say that these are good pieces since they're just scribbles and only wrote them for the sake of "unrusting" myself.

(based on the Jhin & Camille scenes in the Awaken music video) A performance that is set in Piltover is one worth dying for.

Kontynuacja I Tomu "Pozostań". Akcja książki dzieje się kilka lat po powrocie do Piltover. Kiedy przypadkowo Jhin i Camille spotykają Zileana wyjawia im dość niepokojącą wiadomość nie zdradzają szczegółów. Mogą odmienić losy jeśli skorzystają z ostatniej szansy i ostrzeżenia jednak z biegiem lat zapominają o wiadomości co doprowadziło do największego błędu w ich życiu. (Zastanawiam się czy dodać sceny +18 :p)