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Tony DiNozzo wakes at his desk across from Gibbs on a 2003 Navy Yard morning with two lifetimes of muscle memory in his hands and a ledger only he can see. He knows when Ari smiles into the bullpen. He knows what Jenny Shepard does to La Grenouille. He knows which head-slap is coming and which one he can earn his way out of. The pop-culture quips that read like deflection are now a deployed tool; the senior field agent hustle is the cover under the cover. Every cheap solve breeds a butterfly threat. Every fake-friend lie costs an emotional tier. Kate's clock is ticking, and the only person in the room watching him watch it is Gibbs.

A new and unexpected member joins the NCIS Major Case Response Team, shaking up their dynamics and bringing a unique set of skills and challenges. Alexander Bishop. A tale that combines the action-packed world of NCIS with the exploration of identity, loyalty, and the true meaning of heroism. As the team fights to protect the innocent and expose those responsible, they discover that the strongest bonds are forged in the face of adversity and that true strength lies not only in physical abilities but in the power of friendship and trust. DISCLAIMER. The story is 100% fictional. All characters and events depicted in this film are entirely fictitious Any similarity to actual persons, living or dead, or to actual events is purely coincidental. NCIS is owned by CBS Studios. This fan fiction is written for the purpose of entertainment alone. Authors Note: FF takes place in an AU. Expect a few changes.

A man who became the Captain of one of the most secret and best units on the planet, the Naval Special Warfare Development Group (DEVGRU), or better known as Seal Team Six, follows him as he meets the love of his life, CIA agent and later NCIS SAC, Jane Tennant

Kai is met by the Reaper who dutifully slips him back into the cycle of reincarnation. He wakes up in a super powered world, but no matter where humans are, they are always the same. The Elders of the Kuromiya clan throw him out as soon as he can walk, leaving behind a coldhearted bastard on the street. Kagemori walks a grey path, doing what he pleases but always scheming.

A fanfic based on the comic book and animated series Invincible. The story's protagonist, Mark Grayson, is a high school graduate and the son of Earth's greatest hero, the Omni Man, a member of the Viltrumite race, the local equivalent of Kryptonians, sent to Earth to bring peace... Or was it? After all, the noble Viltrum turned out not to be a country of victorious communism at all, but a paramilitary empire, and the Omni Man himself was only the first of the conquistadors. In the original story, Mark, stunned by his father's cruelty, unequivocally chose to side with Earth, but over time this conflict became more and more complex. Enemies became allies and enemies again, and friends betrayed and found themselves on the other side of the barricades. This time the story took a slightly different path. Having met a godlike entity living outside of time, Mark was sent back in time to change the course of events, but... was unworthy, unable to overcome his attachments and selfishness and restore balance to the universe. Well... then the universe needs another Mark Grayson! You can support me and get early access to lots of new chapters here: https://www.patreon.com/Navuhodonsr

In the world of the Invincibles, Rex finds himself as a regular human, However, he soon realizes he was more than just human, he was the product of a secretive experiment he was never meant to survive. In the Invincibles universe he almost despairs, recognizing his not so ordinary background was not enough. Soon, Rex finds his intellect reaching unprecedented levels and discovers a mysterious tome: The Book of Magic along with his newly unlocked heritage. Armed with newfound intellect, and magic, Rex sets out to survive the impending onslaught of the ruthless Viltrumites and the dangerous world of invincibles where plot does not favour humans after all Science is Magic.

Since childhood, two young girls have carried a dream in their hearts, a dream for which they have worked tirelessly, enduring every hardship with unwavering determination. Their journey began with hope, driven by the belief that their efforts would one day bear fruit. But fate had a different plan. Life takes an unforeseen turn, leading them down a path they never imagined. The world they built in their dreams begins to shift, and destiny reveals itself in ways they never expected. Will they achieve the dream they fought so hard for, or has fate already written a different story for them? A tale of ambition, resilience, and the mysterious ways in which life unfolds-where every step forward brings them closer to a truth they never saw coming. ___________Disclaimer__________ This story is just imagination, The purpose of this story is not to call any other religion wrong. This story is just a simple one Please, any readers who read this story should not connect it with religion.... The purpose of writing this story is not related to religion...... Thank you so much..

Una genetista que había sobrepasado los límites morales, miles de personas, niños, jóvenes y adultos habían muerto en sus experimentos para crear un mutágeno, por el cual sus inversores la habían matado pero ella se lo había llevado a la tumba. Para su incomprensión nacer en la niña con mayor potencial genético del mundo Shinobi.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

She crashed her cheating fiancé's wedding in mourning attire and walked out with a marriage certificate from the most dangerous man in the city. Sparkle Gold thought she had it all: a booming agency, a loving fiancé, and a rising-star cousin she raised with her own hands. Then she woke up in a car speeding toward the ocean and overheard the two people she trusted most plotting her death. She survived. She kept the evidence. And she showed up at their wedding to reveal the truth! What she didn't expect? The owner of the Sanctus—cold, ruthless billionaire Evan Saint—dragging her straight to the marriage bureau. "You wrecked my banquet hall. Consider this your payment plan." Now publicly married to a man she once chased ten years ago, Sparkle has a new mission: destroy the people who stole her company, reclaim her place in the entertainment industry, and win Best Actress. --- He married her for leverage. She stayed for revenge. Neither expected to fall.