clexa fanfic

Every day of October kinky one-shots for Clarke/Lexa

What happens when an AI takes over the last of the human race? (This is the second book of "When sky met ground" so don't read this until you have read that!)

Lexa and Clarke thought they'd never see each other again after the city of light. But they will. This is what I think should of happened in the final episode of season 7, but I put a big twist on it. I changed what happens at the end and a bunch of little things.

The sixth book for my Doctor Who fan fiction with elements of RWBY, Madoka Magica, Symphogear, and SAO in there. It will have me, the Doctor, obviously, the companion, whoever it might be. It will also have characters from RWBY, Madoka Magica, Symphogear, and SAO in there, all of us interacting with each other. The Doctor dies, getting the Relic over to Atlas, and the magical girls are still around. I know that things will get tougher as time goes on as we're reaching the 2010s in my story. It's gonna be hard, especially for the traveling, the hijinks, running, and traveling. With some new relationships made along the way with secrets revealed.

Once upon time, there was a normal human teenage boy who commits himself to his daily life alone. Living alone was not easy for him, since he was abandoned by his mother for some reason. Since he was the son of his very own mother, his relatives didn't accept him, they were disgusted by their existence. But one night, on that particular time, his life changed. A scarlet meteor, red as blood recklessly landed to where he was standing. Fear never froze him, he just watching it thrust its way on his location with his lifeless eyes... Eyes that tells he was in despair. *Kaboom!!! The sensation of time around became odd, a mana-like and radiating figure that seems to be a lady appears, approached, embraced then kissed him. As the purple light of threads radiating around them, a disturbing light blocks his sight and lost his conscious. To readers: This is only for fun, no need to praise this novel.

When the twin suns of a dying world fall into eclipse, the fragile balance of light and shadow shatters. In the chaos that follows, destinies collide—Liora, a reluctant seer haunted by visions of cosmic fire; Kael, a warrior burdened by a legacy he cannot escape; and Arion, a shadowborn outcast who walks the thin line between salvation and ruin. Drawn together by an ancient prophecy hidden in the fractures of time, they must navigate treacherous kingdoms, forgotten ruins, and star-forged mysteries that blur the line between magic and science. As celestial storms and shadow armies converge, the trio discovers that the eclipse is not merely an omen—it is a living force, a cosmic will testing the fate of all existence. But light and darkness are not enemies; they are reflections. And in order to save their world, Liora and her companions must embrace both—at the cost of everything they love. Eclipse Chronicles is an epic blend of dark fantasy, cosmic mystery, and mythic adventure, weaving together the haunting lyricism of folklore with the vast imagination of the stars. It is a tale of sacrifice, destiny, and the fragile beauty of hope in the face of eternal shadow.

Be forewarned. This novel is trash even to the author's standard. ~ I wished upon a Star and died for it. Suck my finger-licking wand, world! This fanboy was about to go wild! (Black Clover fanfic about a mentally unstable OC)

"A story of involuntary transmigration with the aid of a hud de loot, in a medieval high fantasy world." "A young adult 20-year-old history student, who has just finished the last episode of GOT, thinks childishly about an adventure. Like everyone, he thought it was beautiful shit, but unlike everyone, he didn't curse on Twitter or anything, he just went looking for another series or movie to see how a normal human being is. Thinking about what it would be like if he lived in the fantastic medieval period, well whom he wants to deceive, is clear that he knows how he would be killed, from hunger, disease, murdered for various reasons, whether they are just or not, and this is clear in the normal medieval era if were it in a fantasy your ways of dying would increase exponentially. So, he thinks, - "and if I had a system, a help hud/system, to help me live and develop a being beyond everyone, that would be fun", - he thinks smiling. Little did he know that his childhood thinking would come true, and how he would live a story of adventure, action, death, and satisfaction, his own story, his legend, his chronicle." "Disclaimer: This story is inspired by the "A Song of Ice and Fire" and "Games of Thrones", it will not be the same as the two, as I intend to add more fantasy and mysteries, monsters, creatures, and magic. I will initially build my story away from Westeros, and it will also not be initially a political game, but a creation of a brotherhood, which by chance may want to establish itself in a place or places." "Disclaimer 2: English is not my first language, so with the help of the Google translator, I am translating from Portuguese to English since this site does not have this option in its application." "Disclaimer 3: I will be using the Grammarly app in the English version of 'My Chronicle', to improve the experience for English speakers." "A / N: Hi, my name is Victor, and this is my first time writing something and publishing it, so I hope readers understand, I also hope for constructive criticism. I don't intend to let this story drop, or go on an eternal hiatus. I write in my spare time and I intend to make big 10k word chapters for more, so it will take me a long time to write and post. until the next chapter that is under construction at that moment, I cannot give an exact date, but it is close, so add it to your libraries and stay tuned. "

The cycle must end

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.