alfie solomons fanfiction

'Is she...' 'Yes, that's your baby.' He stared at me with the utmost disbelief in his eyes. 'No way.'

Wayne, a former sports student, found himself in an unexpectedly awkward situation after a fatal accident involving a dump truck. Instead of continuing his previous life, he was reborn as a half-elf-witcher at Kaer Morhen. This transformation left him feeling out of place in a world filled with unruly individuals, flourishing malevolent deities, rampant monsters, and inept kings and nobles. Yet, Wayne couldn't help but feel that he was endowed with numerous advantages. ______________________________ Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or the fanfic I was merely translating this. Note: This is a Chinese Translation 巫师：这个猎魔人不务正业 You can support me on Patreon and Read 10 Chapters in advance patreon.com/Lil674

Keep your friends close but keep your enemies closer.

Shit Fanfic ——— Weed is a Saiyan x Dryad hybrid. He will venture the Dragon Ball universe saving hybrids like himself. Why are there any Saiyan hybrids at all? Because Saiyans are primal creatures quite attached to their Four primitive needs. -Sleep -Sex -Food -Fighting You think these space pirates wouldn’t sample the local goods before they damn it all to kingdom come? Of course they would! They are f**king pirates! So why does Weed want to gather others like him anyways? Why does he care about their survival? Maybe because he used to be a human being, with decent morals? Maybe because with great power come a great responsibility? Maybe because he needs teammates for his ultimate goal? Maybe because people like him are the only ones that could be called family? Or maybe, he just wants a good fight. ——— An AU, with MINOR Ben 10, Monster Encyclopedia, Marvel, & DC influence (for their aliens and monsters). Any Dragon Ball, Ben 10, Marvel, DC, and Monster Encyclopedia consepts/characters belong to their respective owners, and them alone. Please don’t kill me. ——— The whole point of this story is that a bunch Saiyan hybrids do some shit. It’s also a “What if Saiyan’s can breed with any humanoid creature”.

"Is it fate, how much he holds for me?" She thought while falling down, down the stars. "Was it destiny, to conclude me with half a heart ?" He thought thinking about the Christmas six years ago. ~ She became all of Chanyeol's business after she said her name is none of his business. He was in a gang in highschool. Who never loved but all of a sudden a girl became HIS ALL. ~ But what will happen when one of them will drift away. and one question... DID CHANYEOL KILLED HER? Will they ever meet somewhere ,somehow? □Author's Note □ [⚠ : The characters in the story are taken from real life people but any characters from the story doesn't reflect or effect the image of any person in real life.] 》This can be found on other platforms like WattPad. My WattPad Username = @Nit_s_unmyeong 》This is a story I wrote when I was just 14, I decided to keep it as it was. Plz Pardon for any mistakes.

a real wolf in teen wolf. let’s see how Gerard deals with him

Black Clover: Half Devil - Half Human. This is a story that follows after the reincarnation of our main character, Lucifer Morningstar. Lucifer prior to his reincarnation was just a "normal" human child whose parents thought that it was a very good idea to name their son after the devil and this naming along with Lucifer's unusual traits led him to be ostracized by his peers. ################# https://www.patreon.com//Uchiha Troy. You can visit my Patreon if you want to read advanced chapters.

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.