cal and juliette fanfiction

Para sa mga taong nagmahal ng totoo pero niloko. Para sa mga taong sobrang mapagbigay at wala nang itinira sa sarili. Para sa mga taong takot nang umibig, masaktan at sumubok ulit. Para sa mga bitter sa true love. Para sa mga taong hindi naniniwalang deserve nilang sumaya. Gusto ko lang sabihin na, meron at merong isang tao na matiyagang maghihintay sa paghilom mo, at hindi magsasawang iparamdam sa'yo na 'You are worth it'. Huwag kang hard sa sarili mo, kasi kamahal-mahal ka. Lahat tayo, deserve nating sumaya. Tiwala lang, dahil parating na ang happiness mo. O baka nga, dumating na siya? Who knows, nasa tabi mo na pala? At ang istoryang ito? Kwento mo na pala.

"I didn't ask to be the villain in a historical tragedy. But if I’m holding the deck, I’m playing to win." In 2026, he was a man of code, logic, and data. But when a freak accident sends him back to 1912, he wakes up in the body of Caledon Hockley—the most hated fiancé in cinematic history. He’s on the Titanic. The "Heart of the Ocean" is in his safe, an iceberg is on the horizon, and a seventeen-year-old Rose is about to run to the stern to meet her "destiny." In the original story, Cal loses his girl, his pride, and eventually his life. But this Cal has 114 years of hindsight. He doesn't want a "distressed bird" for a wife, and he certainly doesn't plan on chasing a diamond into a freezing abyss. While Jack and Rose prepare for a "grand romance" that leads to a watery grave, the new Cal is busy: • Bribing the crew for a private exit. • Liquidating his assets before the Great Depression hits. • Finding a real partner in Alice Vance—a woman who prefers industrial blueprints to charcoal sketches. History says the ship is unsinkable. Logic says otherwise. Jack can have the girl; Cal is taking the future. Disclaimer:- I do not own the characters or specific plot elements from James Cameron's titanic(1997). This story is for entertainment purposes only and is not intended for commercial gain.

Log 532: Location: Melidion Isles ----------------------------- "...This thing on?... Alright, hey. James here... again. Its the Five hundredth and thirty-second day stranded in this damn Madhouse of Swords and Sex. Yesterday one of those fuckers almost got me, damn Order... Although, I couldn't shake the feeling I'm being watched. ...Maybe I'm just being paranoi-" *Snap!* "Oh James~" A seductive voice called out from the treeline. "...Oh shit." ----------------------------- A world of Swords, Magic, and Mamono will soon encounter a man wronged by its very own authority, Enter, James Hallworth. Best damn Mercenary this side of Melidion.

When a modern Englishman dies in a car crash and finds himself in asoiaf, he gets the shock of his life. Forced into an impossible situation, he's armed with only his wits and knowledge of things to come. Will he fall into despair or forge his own destiny? A self-insert fanfiction. Chaps every day and a Bonus Every 100 Stones This story was made by LuciusOctivus you can find him at https://www.fanfiction.net/u/9306830/LuciusOctivus I'm just reposting with his permission

Com certas circunstâncias sendo repetidas momentos depois de um vislumbre de seu Semblance, um evento importante acontece muito mais cedo que o esperado. Dessa forma, Jaune Arc é apresentado a diversas oportunidades para seu crescimento. Juntamente com diversos desafios próprios para ele e sua equipe.

It was a Sunday evening after I just got done from going to the store buying groceries. When I saw an owl passing by with a letter on its beak. I though it was really interesting. I wonder who the letter is for. Maybe an important figure? But soon I have my answer when I actually came home and saw an owl waiting for me in my bedroom window.

Disclaimer I don’t own dc i only my characters Young justice versus but more world building Pairing Zatanna

In a world full of shōnen ass pull superpowers, the power of Math shall rise supreme. [My Hero Academia AU Fanfic where a guy gets 3 wishes, with them being the Jumpchain, The Universe the greatest Savant/Craftsman, and the power of the Number Man from Worm. Weekly? Updates.]

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?"

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!"