bella is marked fanfiction

One moment, Harry is a prisoner—scarred by war, bound by loss, but unbroken. The next, he’s flung decades into the past… staring into the eyes of a young, dangerously brilliant Bellatrix Black. Now history hangs by a thread. With the future unwritten and both their fates unraveling, they must decide: Will they rewrite the world—or destroy it all over again?

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.

Anna suddenly finds herself on a plane headed towards Forks, Washington. When she arrives and comes face to face with Cullens she not only realizes that she is in the world of Twilight but she is.... If you enjoy please support me on my patreon Future 30+ chapters at patreon.com/Fanficbeelze Additionally, I have many other works readers may be interested in. Please enjoy! 

Bella finds a door to another world to escape and tricks Anna to to switch places. how will Anna react to this new world and what if Bella returns with new knowledge of the world of twilight. If you enjoy please support me on my patreon Future 30+ chapters at patreon.com/Fanficbeelze Additionally, I have many other works readers may be interested in. Please enjoy! 

In a world where individuals with extraordinary abilities, known as the Marked, live in the shadows, a team of young people with unique gifts unites to fight a shadowy organization called Project Chimera. This organization seeks to exploit and control the Marked for its own sinister purposes, unleashing dangerous experiments and creating genetic threats. As the team delves into Project Chimera's secrets, they uncover shocking conspiracies, face powerful enemies, and fight to protect their community and the truth behind their own origins.

My quirk is trash. At least, that's what everyone thinks. "Mark and Projectile." No explosions. No super strength. No flashy powers. Just a mark... and a throw. But here's the thing: no quirk is useless if you have enough imagination. One touch is all it takes. After that, anything I launch will find its target. Rocks. Knives. Scrap metal. Distance doesn't matter. Obstacles don't matter. Once the trajectory is set, it never stops hunting. I woke up in the world of My Hero Academia with a second chance at life. In my previous life, I could barely leave my bed. This time, I'm going to become a hero. I don't remember the canon perfectly. I only know fragments of the future, scattered memories of events that may or may not happen. But that's enough to know one thing: If I want to survive, I need to become stronger. Along the way, I'll befriend a nervous green-haired analyst, annoy the most explosive student in Japan, and discover that my supposedly weak quirk might be far more dangerous than anyone realizes. After all... A trajectory only needs one target.

Long time ago, there was an angel. Lucifer, the brightest of the first heavens. And there was Seraphim, the highest among the celestial order. They fell in love with each other. Something the heavens had never seen between two masculine supernatural beings. They were never supposed to happen. They happened anyway. But apart from his love, Lucifer wanted more. So he divided the heavens. When his rebellion shook everything and reached the ONE, he was cast down with all those who took his side. But before the darkness swallowed him he marked humanity. Not as destruction. As awakening. Heaven sent Seraphim to finish him and bring peace back to order. They thought of him as Lucifer's weakness. He found Lucifer. He couldn't do it. Because being asked by the heavens to end the one you loved was a cruel punishment and he knew he could never carry it out. So he made his own choice and marked humanity too. Two marks on the world. Lucifer's mark birthing the Inferni — the demon marked. Seraphim's mark creating the Luminari — the angel marked. Heaven declared war on them both. They fought. They fell. And in the end the universe sealed them both and their followers away. Not in death. Not in peace. Bound between realms together and unreachable. The only things that can awaken them are their reincarnated selves finding each other. Which is exactly what the Veilkeepers were created to prevent. Immortal. Answering to no god or law. They built Blackwood High for one reason — to stop Seraphim and Lucifer from awakening. For centuries they hunted Seraphim's reincarnation and conducted rituals to suppress Lucifer's reincarnation from ever accessing his full consciousness. Until now. This time Seraphim came back different. No mark. No trace. Nothing the Veilkeepers could detect or recognize. And Lucian Draveth — young master of the most powerful demon bloodline at Blackwood High — carries power he has never fully understood. Because the rituals have made sure of it. Two souls. Same school. Neither of them knowing what the other is. The Veilkeepers built Blackwood High to prevent the inevitable. They just handed it the key.

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?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

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.