loak fanfic

IT really EVER dies and if IT returns one more time then one last time for EVER but if HOW should all THIS be possible we try to answer this question with our fanfic with all our love for the Loser Club and with big thanks to Stephen King

Multiverse Wanderer! 2 Wishes 1: Travel to any universe. 2: A cheat system with ∞ System Points.

This is my first story that I'm writing something that I feel like doing on occasions so don't expect regular updates. -------------------------------------------------- I didn't want to die, I didn't want to be reincarnated, I really didn't want to be a protagonist but it happened anyway

The Sixth Holy Grail War is about to erupt in Fuyuki. Once again those who seek for the Holy Grail go for the fight where only one can win. One of the combatants is Sergey Sheremetyev, a young hired monster hunter. But his aim is not the Almighty Chalice, but a mysterious magus who also joins the war. What would be his way in the upcoming slaughter and will he be able to do what he came for?

In multiverse one decision changes a thousand outcomes, opening new paths. here is the story of our favorite character harry potter, watch as a single decision make him master of death, setting him on a lonely journey, wandering different multiverse and becoming a teacher, mentor, and overseer. I do not own harry potter or any animes, movies, games, novels, cartoons, comics mentioned in this fanfic. this fanfic is only for entertainment purposes only. note: the cover of this fanfic is not mine.

You’ve made your last delivery kid. Sorry you got twisted up in this scene, from where you’re kneeling it must seem like an 18-carat run of bad luck. Truth is...This game was rigged from the start. Said the man in a checkered suit as I kneel before him, as his nine millimeter which I couldn't help but notice was embroiled and accompanied buy a visage of the Mother Mary upon its handle fired its molten slug straight twords me. I couldn't help but reflect on my time at home... huh even now I consider that hole in the ground my home how pathetic after everything that happened. . . . . . . . . . . . . Ok so firstly I'm writing this on my phone and I have a very "slight" aggrievence with this as I lost 15 thousand words on the last thing I tried to finally put to paper and because of that I had sworn to myself not to right until I had a computer but well here I am and in still going to write the other eventually as the entire story is sort of inside my head and it haunts me regularly just like my actual book ive been planing to write for like a decade but Haven't because I have a terrible attention span but anyway I'm going to try my hardest to complete this I hope you enjoy constructive criticism is welcomed even tho I'm a little bit** and will prolly cry but be my guest also I own like basically none of this I'm writing it of course but I dont own the games nay do I own the mods I plan to include in this if as I write I make some kind of plot hole please for the love of god tell me I have ADHD and likely forgot about something which lead to it anyway please enjoy -Mods

I wrote this one last year, I couldn't complete it.. and I am also not able to write anything as of now. I have several Ideas but.. this fic is holding me back. I wrote 40 chapters, and here they are.. Not going to upload more, so don't read it, it's not that intresting anyways. See ya on the next one.

Eden, a broody photo nerd, and Savannah, the golden girl of drama, are forced to co-lead their elite HS’s senior showcase. One lives behind the camera; the other lives for the spotlight. They’re rivals. Total opposites. But as long rehearsals blur lines and secrets surface, hate starts to feel a lot like something else—and neither girl is ready for what it means to fall for the last person they expected.

Izuku likes to bite people to death and will force them to respect his rules. He has a powerful quirk but where the fun in using it when you can use tonfas. Want to become a hero? No i just want to bite people to death Want to beome a villain? No, i have principles, i only bite people to death I do not own My Hero Academia I do not own the cover picture I do not own Psyren I do not own kateikyoushi hitman reborn I do not own Naruto I do not own Kingdom

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?"