cyrus and jonah fanfic

A man that believed himself to be nothing. Tries to make himself something great in his chance at a second life. To be Cyrus The Great and help form the Persian empire into something greater. To do that he shall face challenges he never faced before. Will he collapse and be forgotten to the annals of time or will he be remembered and turned into something great! Remember this is my first novel and if you have any ideas. Do let me know and please give helpful reviews as it greatly helps in my journey as a writer.

Cyrus Aziz, one of the Greatest Mercenary of all time, was killed and chosen to be reincarnated in a Random world. let's take part with his new journey in a new world. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- -One piece franchise isn't mine, it's owned by Eiichiro Oda. -All the pictures is also isn't mine, so if the owner doesn't like me using it, please just text me. -If you didn't want an Op Mc, this isn't for you. -Im just a newbie writer so please bear with it.

With only 10 hours to prepare for his journey to the New World of Overlord, Askuna faces an unusual challenge. He must create his Skyrim character and optimize his gameplay as much as possible within the limited timeframe. But there's more at stake than just his in-game success. Askuna harbours a fierce ambition: to take on Ainz Ooal Gown and crush them in battle. Is such a feat even possible? Only time will tell. Join Askuna on his quest as he navigates glitches, bugs, and gameplay mechanics to become the ultimate Skyrim player and take on the most powerful enemy in the New World. OC, Transported to Another World, Isekai ?

Myraliana SaltzMan is the daughter of Alaric SaltzMan. She has lived a life full of lies and deceit that have always come from those closest to her. She thought after everything that went wrong in her life there was nothing that could Make it better. But everything isn't always as it seems.

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The Last Legacy of Valyria — a tale of memory, dragons, and defiance against destiny. A modern man who valued a quiet life dies and awakens as Aegon Targaryen , the infant son of Baelon and Alyssa on Dragonstone. Armed with knowledge of the tragedies to come, he must survive a world that history says he shouldn't. he begins a quiet rebellion: not for power or glory, but simply to live and perhaps change the bloody fate of House Targaryen. there gonna be much more focus on other characters too , if you only want the MC centered story then this is not for you . story may feel slow paced but if you dont like please provide feedback so i can improve it Please do visit my patreon for early chapters as will soon post there along with Raw chapters ( 1 raw chapter consist almost 14k+ words) https://www.patreon.com/NovelDreamer88

Mike was just your average guy. He went to college and got a master at engineering , his biggest hobby was reading the series of books made by George rr Martin called A Song Of Ice And Fire. (ASOIAF belongs to George rr Martin)

With Voldemort gone, thanks to a one-year-old baby boy, the wizarding Britain's population was ushered into peace. Only a few knew that it wasn't over and Voldemort was still out there. And even fewer people knew that the ancient evil which could pose threat to the entire wizard community was lurking around, seeking the ultimate zenith of power. Was it right to put everything on the shoulders of a little girl? Could she prevent the history from repeating itself? ------- On a fateful day, 2 prophecies were made. One for a boy and another for a girl. The boy would go down the history books, while the girl's struggle would remain unknown forever. ------- Lyra Regina Bones, daughter of Amelia Bones. That's how everyone knows her. With the rumour of her father being a muggle, things were never good for her. She enters Hogwarts to quell her thirst for knowledge, to explore the castle full of mystery waiting to be unravelled, with no knowledge of what was waiting for her in the future; without knowing that lady fate herself has decided to push her towards a power-hungry monster. __________ HP AU. I'm only posting this on Wattpad, Webnovel, and fanfiction.net. If it is available on any other site, please inform me. _________ I don't own anything. J.K. Rowling does. I own only OCs. __________ Irregular 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?"

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—"