administrative assistant worm fanfic

p atreon.com/KeyofStars for more chapters report issues @discord.com/GVBdncd9Wr 100 powerstones = 1 extra chapter 1000 powerstones = free Tier 1 membership giveaway Amon avatar in Douluo?! Each spirit ring corresponds to a sequence! The monocle menace of Douluo Dalu is born!

Lin Sen traveled to the Trisolaran world, and time moved into Crisis Era Year 7, where human society was increasingly challenging, but Lin Sen was startled to discover that his original self turned out to be Logic's childhood friend. Having read 'The Three-Body Problem' in a previous life, there were too many regrets in the book; becoming a Wallfacer's Assistant with Logic's help seemed to be the best way to make amends for those regrets. How could Lin Sen, who had a clear understanding of the plot, help humanity survive in the Trisolaran crisis? What was the deeper cosmic landscape of cosmic sociology like, and was it all just darkness... Human civilization was like a small boat drifting in the vast sea of the universe, and a mere wave could capsize it. How far could it sail? The early stages are basically in accordance with the original text, friends who have not read 'The Three-Body Problem' can rest assured in its use.

Lisa Wilbourn once explained to Taylor Hebert that she was asexual due to her power interfering and making her realize any and all gross details about any possible romantic partner. She was lying. Taylor caught her. All of this, somehow, resulted in an odyssey of pure snark, with Lisa constantly arguing with Power, the disembodied voice in her head that insists anthropomorphizing a parahuman interface ability is a very silly thing to do--which ended up in Taylor and Lisa being quite proactive in tackling the Bay's villains and Armsmaster frequently complaining about "goddamn teenagers." I don't know why either, guys; I just write the thing...

A fan of naval history and Worm ends up in worm as a shipgirl. General chaos ensues along with a bit of escalation. Can our protagonist save this doomed world?

Within the box, you will find two potion vials containing the Essence of the Crafter and Essence of the Mad Doctor along with a way to break And survive WARING??? THIS DOE'S NOT BELONG TO ME [ MAY NOT BE ABLE TO FINISH] JUST THOUGH TO BRING THIS

On Thursday, June 28, 1349, the real Klein Moretti died and Zhou Mingrui got transmigrated into his body. The keyboard warrior hadn’t expected to get reborn into a different world from the luck enhancement ritual he had jokingly done- He also didn’t expect the real Klein Moretti to have a fiancé which he had no memories of- He was a straight virgin from the twenty-first century! How the hell did he end up with a fiancé who wasn’t even a girl! ~ Klein blinked confusedly at the noble-looking man in front of his door who totally did not fit in the run-down neighborhood that Klein Moretti lived in with his 2 siblings. “So… who are you?” He asked, half hiding behind the door. The black curly haired man chuckled as he fixed the monocle on his right eye, “Is that a new joke? I’m Amon, your fiancé~” he raised his right hand and pointed at the dazzling ring on his ring finger. “We’re engaged.” He smiled. Klein’s brain shut down. ’So I was about to sell my own engagement ring for money????’ Amon, who could read Klein’s mind, “…” ~ Time travel Amon fic!!! Notes: This is finally that time travel fic I wanted to write about- honestly, you can skip the first 2 parts entirely, it’s just there for more lore and stuff. You can read it for more MonKlein or if you are confused about why Amon is the way he is and how he’s able to do this and some of his feelings and relationships with some other characters. Enjoy~

Taylor has power. A great deal of it, in fact. Even if it doesn't seem that way at first. This is a Worm fanfiction, Worm is written by Wildbow. I did not write this, I am copying it from Ao3/ archive of our own, it is written by Vulgarian because I really like worm fanfictions and I don't see many on webnovel.

Evan thought dying in a car wreck was the end, but in Brockton Bay, death is just a resource. Transmigrated into the body of Taylor Hebert’s older brother, Evan finds himself bound to the Resurrection Escalation Protocol (REP)—a brutal system that treats every time he is killed as an opportunity to harvest the powers and skills of his executioners. While the city sinks under the weight of Endbringers and gang wars, Evan must navigate the lethal politics of the Undersiders and the looming threat of Coil. He isn't a hero or a villain; he’s a man building an arsenal from his own corpses. In a world where everyone is defined by their trauma, Evan is the only one who can say that what doesn't kill him only makes him wait for the next respawn.

Darth Vader dies in the arms of his son, having killed his master and gone back to the light side of the Force. And then he wakes up, finding himself into a little primitive planet that hasn't even achieved interstellar travel, where the government is corrupt and the heroes are ineffective, in a city that could almost be called a hive of scum and villainy, dominated by a gang that calls itself the Empire 88 and another that practices slavery. He wants to be better, he wants to overcome his past, but damn, the city REALLY isn't making it easy for him. Sometimes, a former Sith Lord just wants to force choke a bitch

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.