fanfiction percabeth

This is my version of a Chaos story where Percabeth stays together and I have to stop before I accidentally tell the whole story, but for those who know the chaos stories well…………...be prepared for twists and turns in this story. Everyone percabeth trusts love, and believes betrays them they leave camp Half-blood together and are found by none other than Chaos the creator of the universe himself. Read to find what happens to them next. I know that there are other Chaos stories out there, this may be different from others.

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Lin Qian, a gaming expert on Earth, a true “pay-to-win” warrior! After an unexpected accident, he is reborn in a different world. However, in this new world, aside from having a slightly better cultivation talent, he doesn’t possess any special skills. He explodes the furnace when refining pills, turns weapons into scrap metal when crafting, and knows nothing about formations or other life skills. But Lin Qian accidentally discovers that the vast empire he once ruled over in the game, which dominated the server, has followed him through the rebirth. What was once just a bunch of data—invincible generals, legion commanders, and an imperial army numbering in the billions—has now come to life, swearing unwavering loyalty to him! ____________________ You can read advance chapters of this novel and other novels in my patreon patreon.com/NO_NAME1412

Lu Chen had a dream, an incredibly long dream... The dream world was familiar yet at the same time unfamiliar. Singer, actor, and freelance writer, he actually went through three sections of different lives in a dream world! When he woke up, Lu Chen thus embarked on a bright road to becoming a Perfect Superstar!

Deku, Bakugo, and Y/n were childhood best friends even though Bakugo bullied Deku Y/n would scold him for being so rude to Deku but one day that all change. What will happen? Will Y/n still be friends with Deku and Bakugo or will she only be friends with one of them? Read to find out! This is copied and pasted from Wattpad! Wattpad: nevaek09

Harry finds his hidden roots as he explores the magic world while descending into darkness. See how a dark Harry navigates the treacherous water of the wizarding world, all the while embracing his heritage and inner serpent. This is my first time writing any sort of story so please be kind and feel free to show support if you like it

At most, people feel frustrated after losing a game. Since it could never really affect us, we've never really understood the dangers the game's heroes are undertaking for our own amusement. But what if we become aware of their pain and suffering. What would a person learn from a fictional character after experiencing the same fate as they constantly do, would we learn from their different perspective? Or would we continue to ignore them?

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.