ahs donovan fanfic

MC died at my desk at 28. I woke up as Matt Donovan—the human punching bag of The Vampire Diaries. But something came with : few strong powers :1. HEMOMANCY (Blood Manipulation) Control blood outside bodies → shape weapons, shields, projectiles. Evolves to sensing blood, then full internal control (stop hearts, puppet bodies). His blood also heals wounds. 2. DEATH IMMUNITY Can't permanently die if death connects to anything supernatural (vampire kills him, compelled human kills him, supernatural weapon, etc.). Enters limbo, then resurrects. Nearly impossible to truly kill in Mystic Falls. 3. BLOOD BOND CREATION One drop of his blood in a supernatural's mouth = loyalty bond (like sire bond). Works on vampires, werewolves, witches. Duration and strength grow with practice. 4. TERRITORIAL CLAIM Mark areas with blood = personal territory. Senses supernaturals entering, boosts allies, weakens enemies inside the zone. 5. BLOOD MAGIC AFFINITY Any spell using blood as a component costs him 1/10th the normal price. Not a witch, but can fuel blood rituals cheaply. Im uploading this into royalroad.com .

Max Donovan’s life had always been a struggle. Weak, mocked, and lacking self-confidence, he felt like he was good for nothing. But everything spiraled into chaos when his older sister, Vicky Donovan, vanished mysteriously, and ran away from him and Matt. His mother’s abounded offered no comfort either, and with his brother and closest friend, Matt Donovan, far away—and Elena leaving him for the new student, Stefan Salvatore—Max was left utterly heartbroken. Then, the unthinkable happened: a girl’s body was discovered in the forest, and it was Vicky. Shock, grief, and despair consumed Max. Losing a loved one without answers ignited a burning rage inside him—a desire for vengeance against those responsible. But the law failed him, leaving no leads, no justice. Determined to uncover the truth, Max embarks on a perilous quest for answers. What he discovers is beyond belief: vampires exist—and one of them, Stefan Salvatore, was responsible for his sister’s death. Even more horrifying, his brother Damon had turned Vicky into a vampire, merely out of boredom. How will Max face this nightmarish reality? How will he react when he realizes that all his friends are entangled in a hidden supernatural world, and even his brother’s new love, Caroline Forbes, is part of it—the very monsters that destroyed his family? Max is just an ordinary human. Can he survive? Can he seek justice? Can he avenge his sister against vampires who have lived for over 160 years? Dive into this gripping tale to uncover the answers… if you dare.

a gay guy died then he chose to be in the world of ahs, what's he gonna do well let's find out

While hiding away on Nar Shaddaa, Ahsoka Tano crosses paths with a human bounty hunter who proves to be more than just another gunslinger.

I'm Freddy. Or Michael Afton. Or maybe, I'm just the machine they made me into. We didn't belong here. But the world cracked open - and now, we stand beside the Demon Slayer Corps, the legendary Hashiras who burn demons to ash. Their eyes are full of suspicion. Their swords are always drawn. And yet... here we are, cyborgs and Hashiras, chained by fate. "Stay back, you damn machine!" "You think you can fight like us, metal boy?" "We've survived worse." I smirk. "Try me." Blood, steel, scars. Our pasts collide in battlefields drenched with crimson light. We are bound by guilt, by loss, by the weight of names we no longer speak. They don't know we once had families, that we once bled. But maybe... just maybe... they'll understand what we've become.

Death was supposed to be the end. Instead, I woke up in a grimy alley that reeked of piss and garbage, staring at a massive billboard. Homelander's perfect smile beamed down at me, those dead blue eyes promising protection while radiating menace.

His eyes glowed a bright red as the human screamed as loud as he could under water. Phantom's teeth were razor sharp, sharper than any shark in the ocean, making it easy for him to tear off the chunk of meat from the human's body. Blood flowed into Phantom's mouth like melted dark chocolate, and it tasted more delicious than anyone he's ever consumed. Cover is fanart for this fic by JUSTAFAYZ PitchPearl.... sort of... they are never the same person. Don’t know what to call that.

Damian Xavier,a former pro-gamer one day suddenly found himself in the world of a famous VRMMORPG.What? Is this real? How did I get here?

Makoto Yuki is free... Elizabeth has succeeded in her mission to liberate him from the Great Seal, breaking the chains of his sacrifice. But reunion and rest are fleeting—something has gone terribly wrong in a parallel world where the Kirijo Group’s fatal mistake has manifested anew, twisted into something far more sinister. A new Sea of Souls beckons. Strange yet familiar faces emerge—new confidants with untold stories, old allies caught in the currents of fate, and an enigmatic enemy whose darkness rivals even the Fall. The stakes are higher, the consequences graver. Now he needs to be the Messiah once more, Makoto must traverse this new reality and fight not just to save the world... but to finally live his new life, for the one he gave everything to protect.

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?"