annabeth hates rachel fanfic

Liu Chang'an awakened his cheat ability, the [Affix/Descriptor Simulator]. Each simulation allows him to extract affixes (descriptors/traits) from myriad worlds. Throughout history, he has undergone successive cycles of reincarnation and transmigration. Six hundred years ago, he was Li Feiyu, the murderer and arsonist, and also Heavenly Venerate Han (Han Tianzun), who saved the afflicted. With a mortal body, he became Tushan Honghong's 'White Moonlight' (a term for an irreplaceable first love or idealized person). Five hundred years ago, he was Wang Mazi, who carried a coffin for 90,000 li (Chinese miles), undergoing three cycles of mortality, solely to renew his bond with [Dongfang] Huaizhu. One thousand years ago, he was Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, the Judicial Heavenly Monarch of the Dao Alliance. One day, he descended upon Tushan City, wielding his three-pointed, double-edged spear, thinking: “This little fox indeed holds some shadow of her former self.” [He also embodied others like] Great Love Immortal Venerate, Li Huowang, Desolate Heaven Emperor who severed eternity... Many years later, beneath the Painful Tree of Love (Kuging Tree): A Shura Field (romantic conflict/carnage) descends from the heavens, and the three Tushan sisters all raise their weapons...

"Oh fuck 2517? are you kidding me? I'm 6 years old in 2517.... oh God you've got to be joking"

What if Neo Collins had a friend during his childhood? What if she had a cool ability and a cool bracelet? Read and find out!

There was always a limit to which a person could endure. and Izuku Midoriya -The Quirkless bastard as everyone called him- had reached his own abd decided to stop being a hero. Stop being a punching bag. Stop being someone who could ask for permission from someone else just to do what he wanted to do. So he became a vigilante. A bastard hated by the heroes and villains alike. Both for completely different reasons. Heroes hated him because he did a better job at being stopping crime to the point public questioned. Why he wasn't an official hero. Villains hated him because no matter they could never fully stop or kill him. In the war between the so called good and evil. He, izuku midoriya is a wild card. No one can deal with. Because he is not a hero nor he is a villain. He is the one who stopped expecting the system to help him and decided the system was bullshit.

This is the fan-fic written by me only for fun & to spend my free time. hope you guys enjoy it. Sorry for bad English in advance. This is also my first time writing a novel. -------- "Daya" the strongest God who have nothing to do. He became obsessed with novels & story. But forced tragedies, illogical plot, rushed endings, and bad endings has gotten on his nerve. "Damn it! I have already suffered too many tragedy in the past. All I wanted to do was to enjoy these fantasy story of the mortal realm." "Why author must always screw up with their story." "Looks like I need to take action personally in order to get the story I want." Join the God "Daya" in his adventures, Who will invade the mind of Authors and their imaginations to alter the tragedy in his favorite novel & comics. Note:- The events will be inspired from famous novel, manga & comics.

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Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."