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A man from another world awakens to find himself in the body of Jack the Drought, one of the feared All-Stars of the Beast Pirates. With his towering frame, fearsome strength, and the loyalty of his Mammoth Zoan Devil Fruit, Jack should be a force to be reckoned with. Yet, in canon, his potential always felt squandered—endless beatdowns, failed missions, and an eternal punching bag for stronger enemies. But not this time. Armed with knowledge from his original world—Jack is ready to rewrite his fate. No longer content to be Kaido’s reckless brute, he’ll prove himself as the most unshakable All-Star, capable of strategy, leadership, and unleashing destruction in the name of the Beast Pirates. This is the story of a transmigrator who refuses to be just another henchman. From reshaping alliances to bringing new firepower to Kaido’s empire, Jack will carve out a place in history, one mammoth stomp at a time. Packed with humor, thrilling battles, and a fresh perspective on the Beast Pirates, this fanfic explores Jack’s untapped potential and the chaos that ensues when a modern mind meets an ancient world. After all, it’s survival of the fittest—and Jack is done losing. .... For each review +1 chapter [RAW: 海贼：我叫杰克，我很抗揍]

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This is my lemon collection. Would you like to have a sample? It is totally free to try! Come, let me make you a glass. Some lemons are sweet. Some are bitter. Some are rotten. And some are stolen from the stand next door and remixed for your pleasure! But don’t worry about all of that. It is all part of the fiction. Please, come over and have a glass. I have made more than a dozen for you to choose. Since I am such an idiot, I am not sure which glass is full and which glass is empty. The glasses are not even placed in order on the table, so please have a check of the volume before enjoying your drink. Who knows, you might find something interesting. If you love my work, you can commission another piece, to be added to your glass. If you don’t want to, please enjoy while it last! This is my lemon collection, come, come and have a look! Have a drink, it’s totally free! Just don’t get too addicted, because that will not be healthy for you! By the way, no kids are allowed! ******************************** If you didn’t understand all of that, it means that this is my fanfiction collection over the years. Some of them are completed – usually one-shots. Some of them are not – most aren’t. Some of them will make you vomit from disgust. Some are parodied, basing on another story I read somewhere. It is totally fine to parody or rewrite another fanfiction, so don’t b*tch about it. Please read the volume title before you b*tch about why the story just abruptly stopped. And if you want more chapters, you can commission it by becoming my patron. Use my penname to search. ******************************** Disclaimer: This collection contains graphical violence and sex scenes. Absolutely no children allowed to drink my lemon! Fanfiction: Naruto. Harry Potter. Fate Stay Night. Disney, and so on… ******************************** Discord Server: https://discord.gg/ffazvKp

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Little stories about Sam x reader. Enjoy~ I don't own any of the characters or Supernatural. But all these stories are mine.

Middle-aged economic analyst Alfred Hatfield was a nobody at Langley until a transmigrated soul and the Ghost Protocol Intelligence System turned him into the CIA’s most dangerous "Irregular Asset." Instead of flashy HUDs, Alfred navigates the world through intuitive nudges and a cold Operational Readiness Matrix that tracks his survival odds in real-time. Dropped into the pre-Season 1 Jack Ryan timeline, Alfred must use his meta-knowledge to intercept high-value targets like Suleiman before the first bomb drops. Currently stationed in Caracas, he's hunting a professional assassin named Schenkel, armed only with a borrowed camera and a system that pulses whenever he nears a "Dead Drop" containing fragmented original protocols. He has forty-eight hours to save a Senator, or the timeline collapses into a grieving mess he can't fix.

A Harem Fanfic with a Mind Control Theme but Without the Lemon(?) Rin Takakura is a dropout student who died and awoke in another world. In this new world, he remains an orphan but is wealthy. Rin met a character from an anime, which is how the story begins. (Anime characters from: High School DXD, That Time I Reincarnated as a Slime, Kaguya-sama: Love is War, Oregairu, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya…)

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?"