carol torture fanfic

Transmigrated into Konoha with a frail body, Aoki’s only choice was to hide in the Anbu Torture Force. He thought it was a death sentence—until the [Mind-Reading System] arrived. Touch a head, steal a memory, gain a god-tier reward. Read a spy? [Sage Body Obtained!] Read a rebel? [Forbidden Jutsu Obtained!] While the ninja world bleeds in war, Aoki stays in the shadows, quietly plucking secrets from the dead. Ten years of silence. Ten years of torture. One hidden god.

Naruto: "Hinata, are you okay? You’re all red and shaking. Did someone hurt you?" Hinata (internally, spiraling): *Oh, Naruto-kun, it’s not someone else—it’s you. Every word you say, every glance you give me, every time your clueless, perfect self gets too close, it feels like my entire body is about to give out. My heart races, my legs feel like jelly, and my mind… oh no, my mind keeps wanting things it shouldn’t. Please stop looking at me. No—don’t stop. Look at me harder. Hurt me more. Destroy me completely!* Naruto: "Seriously, Hinata, if someone’s messing with you, just say the word. I’ll slap them so hard they won’t forget it." Hinata (internally, trembling): *Slap? Oh god, why does that sound so good? Why am I imagining your hand on me? What is wrong with me? This system is ruining me. Naruto-kun, don’t slap them. Slap me. Harder. I’ll take it. Break me. Humiliate me. Ruin me. I’ll endure anything if it’s from you!* Reborn as Hinata Hyuga with a Masochist System that thrives on her embarrassment, pain, and humiliation, she finds herself living in a constant state of mortification. Around Naruto, her sweet, oblivious Naruto, every innocent word, every accidental touch, every clueless smile sends her thoughts spiraling into unbearable, lewd desires. The more she suffers, the stronger she becomes—but the suffering is starting to feel too good. For Naruto, she’ll endure it all. She’ll let herself be broken, humiliated, and overwhelmed if it means helping him achieve his dream of becoming Hokage. Naruto: "Hinata, seriously, tell me what’s wrong! Do I need to hit someone or—" Hinata (internally, on the verge of collapse): *Naruto-kun… don’t hit them. Hit me. Please… destroy me completely.*

_______________________________________ Lucas was killed, he was a well known mysterious killer called the burying man, he buried his victims when he killed them, so when he was burying another victim, he saw a light get close to so he turned around and suddenly felt he couldn't breath, a hole appeared in his chest and he fell and he died, why did he die, the system killed him and erased his existence from his old world. _______________________________________ hello readers, I'll pick the first comment on each chapter and let them choose the world the mc goes.

An assassin died because of heart attack while he is sleeping . All he do in his free time was watch animes and read novel. OP MC AND SUBORDINATES WEAK ENEMY NO REAL FIGHT ONLY FACE SLAPPING, TOYING AND KILLING NO EXCITING FIGHT SCENE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE FIGHTS LIKE THAT. This fanfiction contains dumb characters, every character in this fanfiction is dumb. So if you want smart characters then this novel is NOT FOR YOU. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. I do not know how to write or make smart scenario or whatever it is called, because I myself am not also smart. This is only a fanfiction I do not own the cover and the contents that came from different novels/animes. - - VERY SHORT CHAPTERS DON'T ASK FOR MORE. ALSO ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO JUST DEAL WITH IT.

Full of Onika Tanya Maraj aka Nicki Minaj and Belcalis Marlenis Almanzar aka Cardi B oneshots

No one asks for this, yet it still happened. She wasn't interested in being a hero. She thinks its too stupid. The family she was born into taught her to be a Slytherin. Sneaky, cunning and cruel. Her summertime sadness seems to have taken a new turn, for the better or for the worse. Now it lies in her hand, how to move the chess piece forward in this game of destruction and manipulation.

A fanfiction of the League of Legends Arcane TV show. A very slowly introduced multiverse.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?