his dark lady fanfiction

Aoki had transmigrated into the pokemon world for the first time and started as an orphan. The pokemon world was not the paradise that he had imagined. After being captured by Team Rocket and forced to survive as prisoner on an island were darkness devours hope and death was around every corner, Aoki barely survived. Only for a rival in the Rockets to betray him to the Pokemon League. Aoki died again in an ambush but in a strange twist of fate was given the chance to start again from the day he was captured by Team Rocket. Equipped with an analysis system Aoki swore that he would be stronger this time and break free from the limitations of being weak. Follow Aoki as he rises from the dark to become the freest person in the world! (Note: This is a translation of a Chinese novel) Please support me and read ahead by donating on Patreon! Patreon: patreon.com/Cicutae

Original Title : 海贼之黑暗大将 (Navy's Dark Admiral) Author : 高燒三十六度 (High Fever 36 Degrees) He is the Admiral, praised by the world as the light that cuts through the darkness, the Holy Lance Longinus. He is the Dark Lord, feared by the world as the darkness that ends the era, the Demon Sword Apophis. He wandered in the light and darkness and wove the battle song of blood and fire. When he looked back, he found that he had crushed the world beneath his feet. PS1: This story did not feature any fruit or system, the title of the book has nothing to do with Yami Yami no Mi! PS2: The timeline is quite long, starting when Roger began the great age of sea pirates! PS3: Non-scrappy article, highly fantastic and biased slightly off, but the characters should be intellectually ruthless basically in the line! Original Site: https://book.qidian.com/info/1014128504

In the post-Hokage era, Naruto Uzumaki, the Seventh Hokage who perished in battle, suddenly wakes up to find himself in a different world. Are you still concerned about the final battle between Boruto and the Ōtsutsuki clan? The reappearance of Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki, the Sage of Six Paths, reveals an unexpected truth. It turns out that the Great Toad Sage’s prophecy was accurate—Boruto Uzumaki is indeed the prophesied child. However, what changed was not the fate of the ninja world, but Naruto's own destiny. The Sage of Six Paths holds the Rinnegan in his left hand and the Time-Space Relic, Plough, in his right. Looking at Naruto before him, he asks once again: "Naruto Uzumaki, if you were to be reborn, tell me—what would you choose?" With unwavering determination, Naruto responds: "I will abandon all hesitation, protect everything in the ninja world at all costs, and make up for the regrets of my past life!" Dear Readers For 120 Advance Chapters Join My Patreon https://www.patreon.com/NF25

In 1892, in the Scottish Highlands, Hogwarts Castle. Just as the freshly graduated William Richard "reluctantly" accepted the offer from Headmaster Blake to take the job of teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts—he traversed through time once again and found himself in London a hundred years later. Upon receiving another owl from Hogwarts, he didn't hesitate much, and to continue learning his beloved magic, he once again enrolled as a rare fifth-year transfer student at Hogwarts over the past hundred years. Albus Dumbledore: Although I don't know why William keeps murmuring things like "I held you when you were a child," putting that aside, he really is a diligent and studious good child. Sorting Hat: Az— Mmm... Tom Riddle: Shut up! How dare you call that great one's name directly? Harry Potter: Though Mr. Richard said he uses Unforgivable Curses as lighting spells and has built a tower of troll and goblin heads, I believe he must be a good person.

Lin Quan traveled to the year 2012 and became the adopted son of Pep Guardiola. He originally played as a midfielder, but unexpectedly gained Messi's Prime attributes from him due to the sudden awakening of the "King of Football" system. That year, the incomparable duo reached its peak. Messi scored 91 goals, while Cristiano Ronaldo scored 63, dominating the entire world of football, leaving no room for a third contender. However, from that year on, the rivalry between the incomparable duo transformed into a three-player confrontation. Guardiola: There are rumors suggesting that I relied on Lin Quan to win so many championships. Let me clarify, this is not true. Mourinho: If Guardiola didn't have Lin, his honors would never surpass mine! Messi: People say that Lin Quan plays like me, but I think that's not entirely accurate because Lin is even more versatile than me. Cristiano Ronaldo: I thought my only rival was Messi, but another Lin Quan unexpectedly emerged. If you want to read the chapters in advance and support me, here is my Patreon. patreon.com/johanssen10 Chapters on my Patreon Soccer: I have the attributes of Messi in his Prime (up to chapter 85) I cannot be a Martial Ancestor, then I will be Emperor Yan. (up to chapter 60) Dou Po: Tie Xiao Xun'er at the beginning and get ten times feedback (up to chapter 30)

After reincarnating into the world of Harry Potter, Tom feels incredibly lucky. He receives his Hogwarts acceptance letter without a hitch and even awakens a powerful magical system. There’s just one tiny problem that’s been bothering him, His full name is Tom Riddle, which happens to be... suspiciously familiar. - - - Patreon Advance chapters: p@treon. com / ElvenKing20

[Harry Potter Fanfiction + Mastermind Genre + Strategic Scheming] [Early stages focus on survival and growth; a slow burn] [Ambition and the desire for conquest hidden behind a trustworthy smile and seemingly sincere words] Tver, the most brilliant graduate in Durmstrang’s history, has arrived at Hogwarts. “One day, Muggles will use science to observe magic, expose our secrets, and build mathematical models for every spell. When that day comes, what will wizards do?” “Be locked away like rare beasts in cages?” “Or…”

In his lifetime, Wentworth Grindelwald bore countless illustrious titles: the greatest Seer of his era, the successor to the Alliance, leader of the Secret Order, the inheritor of the Grindelwald legacy, and—above all—the Third Dark Lord. He cast a shadow of black mist over London, reviving the Alliance within the wizarding world. At Hogwarts, he founded the Secret Order, monopolizing an era of magical prodigies. He dueled the Second Dark Lord on the banks of the Rhine, where nearly half the Death Eaters fell. He strolled beneath the towers of Nurmengard, where followers reverently awaited Gellert’s release. Wherever his wand pointed, countless devoted followers charged forward without hesitation. The Daily Prophet: This is the worst of times; he is leading wizards to ruin! The Quibbler: This is the best of times; he is guiding wizards to salvation! -------------------------- If you want to support me and read advance chapters, please visit: patreon.com/primaldemon

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Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!