transgender ashe fanfiction

A very unserious fanfiction from a very serious webnovel.

This world, liked and hated by many, these people, liked and hated by many. But why i am here!?? I am new in it so peace ( Author)

"No matter what I do to get rid of the traces of you that you left behind they keep coming back reminding me of our times together."

It is a story of young doctor Liam Miller. He is transmigrated in his favourite novel. This novel was given by his father as family heirloom.This novel has very sad and horrific ending.He was transmigrated in sickely youngest son of duke who was a extra in novel who would have already dead before start of novel or academy. Now he have his medical knowledge and future knowledge of world. He vow to save the world with his knowledge and will stop internal war. Watch journey of Liam who is trying his best to save the world with medical and technology knowledge of modern world with only his average strength but great conviction and beliefs so that he doesn't have a regrets.

“You lose everyone, that’s just the way it is now. Get use to it.” The new world, where blood and dirt stained your body like it was your favourite perfume. Gore, misery and death is what now comes with the art of survival, everything that you once knew was gone. Scar Jensen, a fighter herself, loses almost everyone she held dear to her heart, that is until she meets an unlikely group of people. Fighting their way to survive in a world where the odds are always against you, love, tragedy and heartbreak was inevitable. Who knew that people so different could become so close when in the face of death?

The green enclosing onto oneself. Enraptured by the flowery fragrance. Danger is the final thing on a persons mind, But once one has realized their mortality, Dreams of escape are nothing more than dreams. Slowly, as one is corroded by acid nobody comes looking. Long set up for death. What is left remains nothing more than shell of what you had been. A skeleton. A corpse. A body. Ones soul has long been in the hands of the reaper. Beware. For the devil hath an angels disguise. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Warnings: - Gore - Excessive Profanity - ITS A TRAP!! - Mention of sensitive topics (rape, incest, murder, etc.) - Sexual content {the Naruto franchise and any other mentioned in this fanfiction belong to their creators} {The artist of the cover is unknown, but if you know who they are say so in the comments so I can credit them!} Note: this novel is best read on mobile!

"When the feelings gone and you can't go on, it's tragedy," (Carlisle Cullen) Skylar Callaway has been a lab experiment since the day she was born. She's been abused, poked, fiddled with, changed, experimented on, and forced to kill. The number 11 tattooed on her forearm reminds her of her power. However, when she was 13 she escaped the lab and found herself at a home in Forks, Washington for special people like her. Now she finds herself attending Forks High School with Bella Swan who drags her into the world of the supernatural.

Emery is a 20 year old girl who lives with her twin brother Brandon ever since their mother was murdered What happens when this girl catches the eye of one dangerous gang leader? "Brandon can you stay on the phone with me? Ashley and Courtney let me leave the party on my own and now someone is following me." "Why the hell didn't you call me to pick you up? Where are you?" Will Brandon get there in time or will the gang leader take her before she even has the chance answer Brandon's question?

Transformers' Fan-Fiction. She is Evil.

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.