sokka fanfic

"A modern-day soul reincarnated in the body of Sokka, the young warrior of the Southern Water Tribe, must use his ingenuity and otherworldly knowledge to change the fate of his family." The rights to the characters and worlds are not mine, the story is just a fanfic intended to entertain, I will also take a lot of inspiration from the fanfic "Avatar Awakening Gamer"

(Takes place after Firelord Ozai has been defeated) With conflicts arising from the earth kingdom colony; Yu Dao, the new Firelord; Zuko, has been riddled with paranoia. Seeking the help of the Kyoshi warriors to guard him, it was hoped that it would help, but he just seemed to get worse. So, Suki resorts to getting more help, and some other help arises from an... interesting source... _ Conflicted with which side to choose, Sokka finds himself helping Suki out by pretending to be a Kyoshi warrior and guarding Zuko. But what if protecting the Firelord leads him to think of his old pal Zuko as more than a friend? (None of these characters are mine, I just wrote the plot with influence from the show and the comics) Cover Art by me, the media used in the story will be both a mix of mine and other people's, you'll be able to tell because mine is kinda bad looking lmao. [WARNING: this book will contain some spoilers from the Avatar the last Airbender comics, please do not read if you don't want to be spoiled] [WARNING 2: This book may also contain mature themes, recommended 16+]

A man without much luck in life dies drowned and reincarnates in the avatar world like Sokka, a boy without any talent like in his past life, but this time he will have to carry the weight of saving the world. Will this new Sokka be able to do it? What changes will it bring to the original story? Daily chapters, possible harem, system, weak to strong, what are waiting for read?!

"What the hell is a system and why am I not allowed to tell people about it!" Where sokka is gifted a system to help him obtain the respect he deserves. "How did a filthy water savage manage to beat me you're not even a bender like you're sister!" "I call it SOKKA STYLE"

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Pathetic. That was the last word Alex Prince thought to himself, for him to fail to save a life when he was needed. She was in front of him, where she tripped on to the road, he could've helped her up, he could-no he should have done something, and yet he stood by, standing motionless and showered in red, as she went and nothing was left but a puddle of blood. That was his last thought, before crashes occurred and an explosion blacked him out never to wake up in this world.

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.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?