Naruto Uzumaki Uchiha, Son of late Kushina Uzumaki and Madara Uchiha, descendant of the DOOM SLAYER is betrayed by everyone from Konoha after the the 4th Ninja War and uses an ancient teleportation seal along with the help of the Tailed Beasts to leave the Elemental Nations arriving in Britannia, especially in the front of a certain tavern carried by a giant green pig.
Naruto along with the Tailed Beasts, his parents, the previous Hokage, Mito Uzumaki, Izuna Uchiha and the Otsutsuki Family, will embark on many adventures with laughs, epic fights, love and bonds of friendship and comradeship.
Powerful, protector, slight between Madara's and Kushina' personality Naruto, gun user, fuinjutsu master, Byakugan, Rinne-Sharingan, Wood Style, chakra chains.
Harem: Elizabeth, Fem. Meliodas, Fem. Ban( surprise female Meliodas and female Ban in my story), Diane, Elaine, fem. Hashirama, fem Tobirama, Mito Uzumaki, Jericho and more will be added soon ( I'm open for suggestions)
(That's the summary of the story I want to create and I will be posting soo )
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.