Our Y/N L/N - you - found yourself without any memories of your 'past' life. And yet you remembers this 'new' world like the back of your hand. You are in Demon Slayer. What will Y/N do? Try to save her favourite characters from their tragic doom? Or just stand in the background? This is Demon Slayer various characters x female reader !!Demon Slayer and its characters do not belong to me - it's made my Koyoharu Gotouge!

Synopsis Yuna Seo, a sharp-tongued CEO from Seoul, never believed in romance novels - until she mysteriously dies after mocking one. She awakens as Selene Valen, the beautiful and infamous villainess of Love's Illusion, a character destined for ruin. Determined to rewrite her fate, Selene soon realizes this story isn't just romance - it hides a dark mystery that may cost her life again. In a story where the villainess is meant to fall... what happens when she refuses to? ⸻ Disclaimer: The story is written in English. Date Started: November 12, 2022 Date Finished:

ကျောင်းသူတစ်ယောက်၏ စိတ်ကူးယဥ် အပြာစာပေဖြစ်သည်။ အသုံးနူန်းတွေကြမ်းတမ်းတာမို့ ၂၁ပြည့်မှဖတ်ပေးပါရန်။

Seraphina Ravelle, being the stepdaughter of Marquess Edric, always received luxury. Her mother, Isadora Ravelle, the second wife of the Marquess, abused her power and bullied her elder sister, the Marquess's first wife's daughter, Liora Ravelle. Although she loved her sister, she couldn't express it. In a desperate attempt to give her elder sister a good life, she faked a letter in her name and sent a marriage proposal to Grand Duke Izek Viremont-but to her surprise, he sent a marriage proposal to her?? How is that possible?

Reborn in the world of High School DxD, Roy is ready to conquer all with his Copy system. But he soon discovers that his greatest challenge isn't the devils or fallen angels, but the powerful and gorgeous girls inexplicably drawn to him. And with his ability that allows him to replicate the ability of those he touches, he will master everything.... [Do you wish to replicate this ability?] Roy: Yup, why not?

She always thought she knew her story, the lonely daughter, the only child, the one who never had a sibling to fight with or lean on, but destiny had other plans One unexpected day, a truth came crashing down on her, a truth powerful enough to shake her whole world She wasn't alone She had 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 Not one.....not two.....but 𝙨𝙞𝙭 of them Six strangers......bound to her by blood On the other side, those six brothers had lived their whole lives without knowing a sister even existed and now, when their worlds collide, everything changes hearts, identities and the meaning of family Will they welcome her with open arms? Or will the truth turn into a storm none of them are ready to face.

နက်ရှိုင်းအောင် + ငုဝါမောင်မောင်

After 10,000 years perfecting a single pill, Bai Fanxian emerges from seclusion to find the world has moved on without her. Cultivation is now rare and weak, True Alchemy have faded into legend, and the modern world has no idea what masters of the past could achieve. Armed with ancient mastery and unmatched power, she'll remind everyone why "Alchemy Empress" was once the most revered title in the cultivation world. ---------------------------------------------------------------- You can read 30+ more chapters on Patreon! Rate/Review if you're enjoying the story Patreon: patreon.com/LittleKnight (Link also in my profile)

အင်းစက်အမျိုးစား မလို့ကြိုက်မှဖတ်ကြဖို့ပြောချင်ပါတယ်ဗျ။ အကောင်းဆုံးဖြစ်အောင်ရေးပေးထားတာမလို့ဖတ်ကြည့်ဖို့ recommend ပေးပါတယ်ဗျ!!!

"...Is she feverish?" Harlow asked flatly. "I'm not feverish." I snapped. "You're babbling about falling out of the sky and magical doors," Harlow countered. "And your pupils are unfocused." "They are not unfocused!" Beladora stepped closer and cupped my cheeks, turning my face toward the light. "Oh, sweetheart... your eyes are a little glassy." I pulled my face back, groaning. "I'm not sick!" Harlow folder her arms. "Bel, get the thermometer." My jaw dropped. "Absolutely not." Beladora smiled warmly. Too warmly. "Absolutely yes." Harlow lifted me from the chair with one arm, like I weighed the same as a scarf and deposited me on her hip. (Picture from pinterst: @esterscanon)