azula torture fanfic

I’m Azula Uchiha, five-year-old 'princess' of the most dramatic clan in Konoha, stuck in a world that’s basically 'Naruto'. Oh, and I’ve got two past lives rattling around in my head—one from a modern Earth girl who died… 'enthusiastically', and the other from literal Fire Nation royalty. So, combine the ego of a Uchiha, the scheming of a Fire Nation prodigy, and the snark of a millennial who misses Wi-Fi, and you’ve got me, Azula Uchiha. .... .... .... For those willing and with the powers to support, welcome to my Patreon. patreon.com/Melonlord

He crossed the borderland and found himself reborn in a golden age that was never meant to be his. In the celestial capital of Farum Azula, suspended between earth and sky, a young demigod awakens with no memory of how he came to be. The Dragon King claims him as his only son, a child of dragon and god alike, and names him Lucia Sanx. But there is no warmth in the proclamation. Only purpose. This is the era before the shattering. The Elden Ring still reigns whole and unbroken. Yet beneath the glittering surface of prosperity, cracks are forming. The Goddess of Rot stirs in her garden. A new king plots against the old order. And in the depths of the capital, legends are still just children Morgott wielding his sword with untested fervor, Malenia and Maliketh unaware of the fates that will consume them. Lucia Sanx has been brought into this world as a hostage. A symbol. A piece on a board where gods and demigods move without mercy. Caught in the vortex of Rodel's unfathomable depths, he must navigate a world of divine conflict and hidden agendas. In this turbulent golden age, his very existence becomes a paradox: will he be the horn of dawn that heralds a new era, or the death knell that tolls the end of all things? Perhaps he will be both...

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 is expelled from Konoha, but manages to escape and board a ship. Soon after, he is shipwrecked on Ember Island and is rescued by Azula. Three years later, Naruto is Azula's bodyguard while she hunts the Avatar, but has he seen the last of Konoha? ________________________________________________________________________ Happy New Year everyone!!!!! Sorry for being away for so long, I'm busy studying for my GED exams soon~ I'm eternally grateful for all of your donations and support, just know that all these donations are going towards paying my exams off. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry to mention this is a translation not mine, and the cover is not mine patreon.com/JoyBoyTheSun

An ancient prophecy known amongst those in fire nation for generations, one made by the Gods. Two children bound by fate, one a warrior, the other a murderous fire nation princess. What happens when the two finally meet after 400 years in the making? will the reincarnated warrior change the heart of Azula? Or will she continue in her father's footsteps?

Y/N, a being from planet Earth and a normal teen. Or, that's what everyone thought. Y/N has always felt some sort of connection to the element of fire, but something was... blocking the path to the full potential of this feeling. But then, a portal appears and it takes Y/N to a different galaxy, on a planet everyone calls 'Etheria'....

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.*

Villains have the worst endings... For Princess Azula, that sentence is a meaningless joke. Who says taking revenge will have terrible repercussions? That was all she was going to do, and she intends to enjoy every agonizing moment of her return. After being trapped in a cold metal capsule for decades, she is finally set free after waking up far in a future she doesn't recognize. With her new terrifying strength and powerful Villainous Allies, she will rise again to reclaim the world she believes she lost—starting with her enemies, including the current Avatar, Korra, who will stop at nothing to defeat her... but Azula is ready. They are about to learn what this new, venomous, and unhinged princess is truly capable of. She is no one to mess with.

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?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"