bad twilight fanfiction

After transmigrating to the Harry Potter world and being reborn as Grindelwald and Dumbledore's flesh and blood, Blake had awakened the Emotional Treasure Chest System! Make someone's blood pressure soar and you'll get a treasure chest! So … Blake: "Review? You've just learned something, how can you forget it so quickly? " Hermione (deep breath): "Hermione, you have to calm down!" [Ding! Silver Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "What a handsome cat!" (Takes out a cat stick!) Professor McGonagall: "!!" [Ding! Gold Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "Professor Snape, do you want to eat hotpot together? It's delicious! " Snape: "That's my crucible! How dare you! I'll deduct 50 points from Hufflepuff! " [Ding! Diamond Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "Professor, my surname is Grindelwald." Dumbledore: "Hmm? What did you say your surname was? " [Ding! Supreme Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "Soupy, where's your nose?" Voldemort: "Avada …" … Blake: "I'm just a little badger who wants to become stronger. What bad intentions can I have?" (Hands up) ============ DISCLAIMER: This is a Translation of 霍格沃茨：小獾能有啥坏心思呢？ If you like a Shameless Mc then this is for you

I, Zoey Parker, got stuck running a game company right out of the gate. Lucky break: my rebate system kicked in. If the company loses money, I get ten times the cash back! So, this young CEO’s got one goal—crash and burn the company to cash in and live the dream! I, Gus Harper, got zapped into this world as a game designer. Good news: my Game Vault System’s online. Keep pumping out hit games, and I’ll climb to the top as the ultimate game dev king! My mission? Go big, make waves, and build a legacy! … When a CEO hell-bent on failure meets a designer obsessed with success, things at WindyPeak Games get weird— “Nobody’s into mech games, right? So why’s your Titanfall ripoff blowing up?” “Horror games are dead? Then what’s the deal with your Escape clone?” “We agreed on a cheapo shooter sequel! Why are you remaking Call of Duty?” Staring at a financial report swimming in profits, Zoey Parker’s brain short-circuits. She can’t lose a single dime! Time to double down and sabotage harder. “Alright, team—torture the players!” she declares. No way she’s missing out on that rebate. Gus, unfazed, flips open a stack of game proposals: “Check it out, boss—Dark Souls, Bloodborne, Sekiro, Elden Ring... which one do we drop first?” I changed the name of the Male Main Character to Gus Harper as the old name didn't feel normal or natural. I will try my best to De-nationalize it. I am going to use Ai for it. I will upload it full slowly. Raw: 说好制作烂游戏，泰坦陨落什么鬼

"My name is Yoshikage Kira, I'm 33 years old, and I live in the villa district in the northeast of Morioh. I'm unmarried..." "Cut!" Pucci, who was fiddling with the camera, interrupted, "Your introduction is all wrong, Kira!" "But director, I feel like this should be a very complex character. He has a kind of madness that others don't, so I want to capture that feeling of madness..." "Stop, stop. Who's the director here, you or me?" Pucci said again. "I told you to just act like your usual self. Just perform it that way!" "But I'm not a crazy killer!" "..." ... In short, this is the story of a transmigrator who found himself in Pucci's body. He joined forces with Araki's crew and worked under Jolyne Cujoh at the SPW Foundation to make movies. === This is a translation. I don't own the novel. ===

Another fic about a hit in Naruto and with the Gamer system The main character of the picture https://sun9-14.userapi.com/c854216/v854216756/bb41b/MJQuP8Xoguk.jpg https://sun9-47.userapi.com/c830409/v830409466/12df2f/wAs36gSza4I.jpg

What happens when a mage from another world is reincarnated as Severus Snape? And what really defines good or evil? This is not my work. Please visit the original author on Patrteoonn: lucifer09. There, you can read many chapters in advance, up to a maximum of 40 chapters.

When Nate Winter returns to Forks after the death of his parents, all he expects is rain, silence, and the routine of a town that has forgotten how to speak out loud. But over cups of tea, old journals, and whispered conversations, he begins to uncover secrets buried deeper than the fog that covers the forest. I will also publish it on RoyalRoad.

After his death, Alex is taken before 'God', where he receives three wishes and starts his life in the world of the Twilight movies. Writing this story once more on this new account. *Disclaimer* This story will be long, and while the main character receives wishes, he isn't going to be some giga chad right from the beginning, it will involve character development. No Harem btw. This story is planned to last at least 200 chapters, so grab a bunch of popcorn and sit tight. Join the discord if you wanna chat: https://discord.gg/pW6rjzxAWP For ten advanced chapters and to support me so I can live check Patreon at: patreon.com/WhiteAuthor This story will be posted on RoyalRoad, Fanfiction net and ScribbleHub.

"An everyday man gets thrown into the world of twilight thousands of years before the start of the plot. With immortality and incredible abilities. How will this man's presence change the outcome of the original story?" [ this is a slow-burn fanfiction; the MC is just trying to experience life and enjoy it, not to take over the world and rule from the shadows.] I do not own twilight or the characters of the twilight world, all that belongs to me are my own characters. If you wish to read 20+ chapters ahead. Please follow my Patreon. Bean_On_A_Tree

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

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?"