the mummy fanfiction

A hydrogeologist who taught himself dead priest-scripts for fun wakes in a 1922 survey tent on the Saqqara plateau, sharing a Brooklyn combat-engineer's body and an Arabic phrase still glowing under his eyelids. The Cartouche he carries is not magic but liturgy as engineering — a body made portable temple, hands that forge contracts in linen and resin, a tongue that weighs a man's heart and turns his true name into a leash. Every binding deepens a debt with Anubis that the god will one day come to collect in person. He knows the films, not the reality, and the reality includes a British undersecretary running a Set-cult, a high priest he gambles on binding rather than killing, and a Medjai chieftain's passed-over daughter who chooses to give him her name anyway. Then a man in a cheap suit sets a canopic jar on his desk and says he has been waiting one hundred forty-seven years.

Ashley O'Connell didn't really know where they were going. Neither did she really know why? But it mattered not. Like always she followed her brother, Rick. Little did she know that this adventure would change her forever...

MC reincarnated in Mummy with wishes. Please understand this is a wish-fulfillment fanfic also do understand since English is not my first language the writing quality is going to be bad.

English is not my first language, I'm writing in my original language and translating through Google, so it definitely has errors. disclaimer: only my ocs belong to me. synopsis: a drug dealer is killed by a rival gang and ends up reincarnated into an overlord with 2 wishes, what will happen? will he live? to freak out? or die again?

It is almost seven years after her adventure with Rick, Imhotep, Evie, and well... The crew. Let's say it like that. Seven-year has flown by. And still, Ashley thinks about him... Ardeth. She mourns him still. She still misses him. And sneaky he is the reason that she didn't go on any adventures anymore. She and Rick still are really close, but she just won't join him anymore. That is until she picks him up from the airport again.

Reincarnated into a world of curses and tombs, Joana (femJonathan Carnahan) has one mission: survive. But survival comes at a price-Imhotep cannot die, and neither can she.

umu

Kashimo: Stand proud. You are strong. El Condor Pasa looked at the tears in her palm. "What is this?" Kashimo: Good question. I wouldn't know the answer to that.

Let's see... how do i explain this? Uma musume but if the mc was thrown way back in 1940... and in england of all places. 87 years too early, now what does she do? become a timeless legend obviously. (there are a few oc umas in her just because in 1940 there would have been a war and horse racing was scarce.) (im retconning ww2, sue me.) feel free to join the discord: https://discord.gg/rmPpXSkznr

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—"