sydney sweeney fanfiction

(#Not-Translation, #Hinduism_Based_Marvel_Characters_Involved, #Evil_Peter_Parker) Alexis died choking on steak while discussing Marvel. Fair trade. Woke up in the world of MCU. NICE. But there's just one problem. Who the hell am I in Marvel? (If you don't understand the synopsis, just read and find out) (This is a slow paced fan fiction)

Anunde was given a terrible start to life, she was faced with disturbing situations which in turn brought her to a Bar-brawler who can't seem to keep his hands to himself. it's only then that the connection between them grows and she realizes that love can be deeper than time. With a war on the way, what is a girl to do with a bar brawling mad man?

Psyduck shares the tales of it's illustrious past and hopes that, you too can one day understand the hardships, labors, luxuries, and privileges of being a Psyduck.

**No Harem** This will be a slow paced novel *Expect quirky refrences and quotes* First off, english is my first language and also i just wanna make it clear that i do not own any of the characters or intellectual property excluding my main mc. All rights remain with their creators. So no infringement intended. * Pretty much a game like system novel, non sentient though. * Our mc gets a expedited trip through the afterlife after a chance encounter with truck-kun. After coming too, he discovers that he has been transmigrated to planetos, with a kickass dragon summoning/architecture system. Everything has a price in westeros. What will he do? | Im willing to take input along the way | Enjoy

For Jayden, love is a disease that eats away at reason. He lives by one principle: never let yourself be cared for, or you will be destroyed. However, that principle is tested every time he looks at Zevanya, his stubborn older sister. Zevanya doesn't just fall in love; she becomes his shield. Behind the bustle of the city, unnoticed by the man she loves, Zevanya moves like a shadow—eliminating enemies, thwarting threats, and ensuring he remains safe in his ignorance. As a sign of her presence, Zevanya always leaves a single red rose at the location where she desperately protects him. For Zevanya, the rose is a promise; for Jayden, it's a sign of stupidity. Jayden, always watching from afar, begins to feel disgusted. He can't understand why his sister would be willing to be the "angel of death" guarding someone who doesn't even know her sacrifice. Every time he sees the rose left behind, the resentment in Jayden's chest grows. He feels like his sister is digging her own grave for the sake of a delusion called love. The tension between Jayden's cold logic and Zevanya's blind dedication reaches its peak when a grave threat threatens to overwhelm Jayden, forcing him to stop watching. Jayden wants to prove that love can bring disaster, but he also can't let Zevanya's final rose become his own brother's gravestone. How long can Zevanya remain in the shadows? And will Jayden's resentment bring down the fortress his brother has built with blood and rose thorns? Witness inner turmoil, secret sacrifices, and hatred for love in this intriguing tale. (before reading this, also read the last flower novel for you where they are related)

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Y/N is an average high school girl, but what happens when she meets two guys who make her dreams a reality?

Hey there 4th novel and counting. I will try to make the chapters as long as possible.

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?"

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—"