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Raven was the girl everyone underestimated-a people-pleaser with a heart too soft for her own good. No one exploited that more than Damien, her first and only crush. But when Damien crushes her heart in the cruelest way, the girl she once was dies, leaving nothing but a stone-cold shell in her place. Then she's taken. A organization gives her an impossible choice: become a weapon forged in blood and shadows, or die. Raven doesn't just survive-she thrives, becoming one of the deadliest assassins they've ever trained. Years later, her latest mission drags her back to the town she swore she'd never see again-and right into the orbit of the people who ruined her. Including Damien. But the Raven they knew is gone. This Raven is lethal, unrecognizable, and unrelenting. Damien might try to reach her heart, but what happens if he's the one who ends up in her crosshairs? In a game of betrayal, love, and revenge, one question remains: will Raven finish what she started, or will her past be the death of them both? One's thing for certain: no more nice girl

-After one of your company's first big jobs, C/N (Company Name) gets thrown on the radar, attracting attention all over the globe, some legit, and some far from it, pulling you and your boss towards a job found in Piltover and Zaun... THE K/DA. Enter Miss Fortune, a cunning and resourceful fixer with a sharp wit and a reputation that precedes her. Known for her mastery of both charm and strategy, she steps in to offer her assistance on the Zaun side of things, though whether it's out of altruism or her own hidden motives is unclear. With her deep ties to the underworld and her personal vendettas, she quickly becomes an indispensable yet unpredictable ally when tackling the K/DA's blackmail problem. -WARNING: It is mature, it contains lemons/sexual content, blood, gore, alcohol and drug usage, among other stuff that could potentially be more heinous. I'll try and make this story as understandable as possible, so you don't need to know much about references. It's a GTA5, Cybergunk 2077, LoL cluster-freak.

There are choices that feel like accidents. Decisions that arrive dressed as inevitability. And men who never act without already knowing the outcome. She doesn't realize she's been chosen, only that the world begins to bend when she steps into it. Elysian is not a place for coincidence. It rewards foresight, patience, and those ruthless enough to pull strings no one else can see. And he has built his empire on 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩. Power recognizes power and hers has 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 been dangerous. What looks like an unfortunate crossing of paths is anything but. Beneath every gesture lies intent. Beneath every silence, calculation. And beneath his attention, something sharpened by resistance rather than softened by it. They share a history that should have stayed buried, not because it was harmless, but because it taught them exactly how lethal the other could be. She thinks she's choosing her moves. He's been planning around them. Power shifts. Motives tangle. Obsession slips into something that looks like protection, like necessity until walking away stops being an option. Here, unions aren't built on submission, they're forged between equals who know precisely where to strike. A woman who refuses to be owned. A man who refuses to lose control. And a bond that was never a matter of if, only when. And the best part? 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭. #1 in interesting #1 in plot #1 in deaths

This is a fanfiction, but you don't have to know the game to enjoy the story. Comment on anything in particular you find interesting or want to know more about and I will try to elaborate further. This story will also be based off the definitive edition of the game, but like I said before, you don't have to know the game at all to enjoy the story. All pictures are not mine and will belong to their individual creators. Waking up in a different body, in a different world, with different abilities, is not something, H, dreamed of nor really wanted in the first place. After throwing a paralysed pedestrian out of the way of a tumbling car, H, himself was struck by an almost fatal blow that would soon take his life if something wasn't done. But something was keeping him alive, but what, was a question that no-one has the answer to. H's, friends are well aware of this, and would much rather go head to head with the underworlds leading hunter organisation then sit tight and hope for the best. So with only a staff, a sword, and a set of daggers, and three backpacks, their journey begins. Warning: If you think I'd be holding back in the swearing, well let me tell ya something. No... This will contain strong language with no restraint. You have been warned. And another heads up. I will be making big changes to how the story played out in the games. And some changes around the story to make it writable; more like adding in my own parts, or taking them out entirely and remaking them in my eyes.

I've been on and off of warframe. funny enough, a co-worker got me playin again and I can't stop. now I've got alot of ideas. this one, is more of a concept for a warframe. the story I'm going to tell takes place in the present but will have flash backs to its past. one thing I've knowtised is that you'll have your own...I'd like to say timeliness? diffrent permanent choices that changes the way the game forms around you. like most others, I'll be going with my point of view. the choices I made and the weapons I like to use. like in game, I'll spread out information to make it like a little puzzle for people who like a in-depth story as much as I do. ever since I got back into the game, it's story has me wrapped up and I want to know more. I hope this can scratch that itch just a little bit. I'm not looking to overtake the main story, just add a little bit. durring the old war, many warframes died. this is well known. most of them were copies. primes as we know are the strongest frames and they were largely used in the old war. unfortunately, most of the designs and schematics were lost but they can be found in relics and brought back to life. but a few were not so fortunate. there are frames out there like Excalibur umbra who was forced to change into what it is now and without the tenno who brought him a sense of piece, he doesn't have a blueprint. another frames do exist although, lost to time, age, and the ever changing battlefields. one such frame showed the intelligence and capacity of a tenno operator, showed feats of power umbra shows durring his rampage when he rebuilt, but shows the calm, calculating nature of the dax, Teshin. many stories tell how a tenno forges a bond with thier frame but ends up enhabbiting it due to unfortunate sercomstances. this frame, strong, smart, and level, has a diffrent story. I'll tell you how a frame grew so strong, so proficient, it was forced into stasis. with the new war ended, it's presence will be felt...again.

Raiden Kuro is a man who trusts nothing and no one. A ruthless mafia underdog who clawed his way to the top, his world is built on power, secrets, and betrayal. When he's tasked with eliminating a corrupt officer, he walks into a police station with only one thing on his mind-kill, and move on. But one moment changes everything. Ava Williams is beautiful, intelligent, and completely out of place in Raiden's world. A respected professor with a perfect life, she's unaware of the dark world surrounding her, until she crosses paths with Raiden. Their first meeting is a moment of unspoken chemistry-but there's something in the air, something that neither of them can ignore. Ava doesn't know the man she's encountered, and Raiden doesn't know how far her presence will reach into his carefully controlled life. When secrets unravel, and the truth begins to surface, both Raiden and Ava are forced to face a reality neither could have predicted. Ava isn't the woman she appears to be. She's a force to be reckoned with, playing a dangerous game, and Raiden finds himself caught in a web of deceit, power, and uncontrollable desire. As their worlds collide, will love prevail or will betrayal be the only thing that survives? --- Themes: Dark romance Betrayal and redemption Slow-burn suspense Power dynamics in relationships Mafia underworld

"So." She mused, sliding one black nail across her lip in a sensual caress as she stared at me with eyes the color of molten gold. "You are the one they call Huntress." Disregarding the pain in my side from the most recent beating, I straightened my shoulders and stood tall, my chin jutting out in defiance. "Yes." "Mm." Those intriguing eyes watched me from her languid position on the throne. "But, you are not just a huntress, are you?" I allowed the predatory instincts I usually worked so hard to keep hidden, to surface, feeling the burning of my eyes and shifting of bones under my skin. A slow grin slid across my face as my beast stared back at her through my human skin. The Queen didn't react to my sudden change of character, instead choosing to lean forward in interest. "How fascinating." • Once, the world was ruled by humans and technology. They were governed by a president that made choices for all. Vampires, werewolves alike hid their existence from the humans for centuries, blending in as a whole. Now, they hid no more. States are now territories governed by kings and queens, humans are regarded and used for no more than their blood and body before they are discarded and forgotten. Werewolves and vampires were at war, and it was said that the wolves had all been but snuffed out, save for one. When Adira is captured while hunting outside her homeland, she is unexpectedly sold to the Queen in the North. Wolf blood is sacred, it is said to hold inexplainable powers, and as the only wolf-borne known to humans and vampires alike, Adira fears for her life. Thrown into a world governed by everything she's been trained to hate, Adira fights for her rightful place in the world, a seat at the Queen's side. But proving her worth won't be easy, the price for failure is her life.

The kingdom of Orovia bleeds. Every harvest season, the Frost royals send their imperials to strip villages bare. Gold. Crops. Heirlooms. Even lives. Everything claimed in the name of the crown. Alexandra Beaumont has lost enough. When the king opens the army to new recruits, she seizes her chance. Not to serve, but to steal. Beneath the armor of a royal soldier, she hides a secret mission: infiltrate the castle, reclaim what was stolen, and return it to the people who were robbed of everything. But she is not alone. A band of outcasts forms at her side, bound by vengeance and hope. By day, they wear the king's colors. By night, they become shadows on the sea. Pirates who raid treasuries, kingdoms, and crowns themselves. Rebels carving justice out of theft. Yet betrayal stalks the rebellion as closely as the royals do. And when Alexandra's heart tangles with Asher Knight-the general's son, her greatest threat, and her greatest ally-loyalties blur, danger sharpens, and every stolen heartbeat could be her last. In a world where rebellion is treason and love is forbidden, Alexandra must decide how much she's willing to sacrifice to take back a kingdom drowning in frost.

Highest Rank #1 in Action 14/6/16 Chevron Raynes 'accidentally' hacks into her college mainframe and finds blueprints to a billion dollar satellite belonging to none other than the Mafia. As if that wasn't bad enough, when the blueprints and a certain Professor go missing, Chevron is thrown under the Mafia's radar. Soon she's running for her life with not one but three Mafias behind her, in a race to get the blueprints. Adrian DeLuca is a genius who has a talent for psychology and manipulation. He may be the youngest Mafia Boss ever, but his raw ambition and ruthlessness scares people twice as old as him. So what happens when his only chance of getting the billion dollar blueprint is a headstrong, intelligent little girl who was probably just in the wrong place at the wrong time? An adventure where the two unlikely allies travel the globe to solve cryptic clues and pull off the heist of the century without killing each other. Laced with humor and romance. *Strong Language* I wrote this when I was 16. Cut me some slack.