buffy angelus fanfic

Before the old ones came to power there were whispers of a being so powerful that it brought all deities fear just with the mention of its name. Known to be the first being to come into being the Titan was feared by all. His very name calls his attention to the speaker. The last old one to leave this world was said to have spoken his name and fled hoping to call him down upon humanity in one final act of revenge. The old one was never heard from again.......

Roan Holt made one bad deal with something that predated the Slayer line, the Watcher's Council, and every classification system currently running on the Hellmouth. What he got was not a gift — it was a consequence. Soul-bonded modifications with no entry in any Watcher's archive, abilities that emerged because his body had to adapt to what now lives inside it, and a prophetic blank that makes every oracle in the known cosmological order miss him entirely. He is the hardest thing in Sunnydale to kill that no one has thought to look for. Faith is spiraling. Kendra's death is coming. The Angel soul question sits like a wrongly-witnessed contract. He knows the ledger of his non-interventions better than anyone. The Council's anomaly specialist is on the way — and Roan Holt is exactly the kind of problem their procedures were never designed to handle.

Cole moves to Sunnydale a week before a sixteen-year-old transfer named Buffy Summers walks into the library. The dashboard only he can see logs the town like a battlefield: Adaptation Engine ticking up resistances every time something tries to kill him, Resonance Leech surging when he stands inside three meters of a Slayer or a Hellmouth or the wrong kind of demon. The Aegis Bonds list five names he has bled to keep alive — his mother, his younger brother, the classmate he saved on day one, Buffy, and the witch named Amy whose mother body-swapped her in chapter twelve. He intervenes early, badly, often, and the system promises that if anything kills him he reconstitutes twenty-four hours later on the nearest safe ground, minus most of what he had earned. Spike calls him the shiny boy. Drusilla wants to keep him. A demon collector called the Cartographer is filing his entry in a catalog older than the Watchers Council. Cole has already died once. The second one is going to cost more.

A young man dies and gets reincarnated to high school dxd. Follow him as he lives his new life *this is an AU but i will show it more in future chapters (Shout out to JUST_LAUGH for creating the cover. I really appreciate it (I’m new at this so please don’t be to harsh, if you have any ideas for the story let me know I am open to some ideas, if any of you can draw let me know I want to have someone draw something for me so I can put it as the cover.) * I don’t own any of the characters beside the MC and future OC all rights go to their respective owner*

Being attacked in my home was not my cup of tea when finding out I have a Sacred Gear...why do I have angel wings? MC NO METAKNOWLEDGE. WEAK TO STRONG, MULTIVERSE LATER ON, HAREM Current World: DXD AU(Doesn't mean it will include other worlds, but I will be adding more to the world while adhering to the setting) Planned Worlds: Nasuverse, Fairy Tail...still considering some others

MC dies in a car accident, and is taken by Janus the good of door's, Chaos amongst other things, and Eris the goddess of Chaos and sex. MC gets to chose two cheats and he picks two options that he fondly remembers from an animated series, but there's a twist as it turns out our MC is the reincarnation of a being that was once a Hell Dimension Emporer God King of an anime themed hell dimension, will his magical might be used for good or evil, will mc get all the hot Buffyverse babes? I don't know but let's find out.

Damien arrives in Sunnydale with his mother, both hoping for a fresh start. The town looks postcard‑perfect—sunny streets, cheerful houses, and friendly neighbors—but Damien immediately senses something is off. The brightness feels too clean, too staged, as if hiding shadows beneath the surface.

Seemingly, reincarnated in the same world but in a female body and in another country? Not to worry, apparently, it's actually Twilight, and I'm the main character, even though I don't quite feel like it. The world is trying to make it romance story fit for the books, but I don't support the notion. Grapeshot or Twilight for those who are into women [ This fanfiction is a Twilight + IRL Mythologies + Buffy the Vampire Slayer. The story is a prequel to Weissweise and Solium Excidium, if you are not afraid of minor spoilers, you should read others as well Also it's a start of multi crossover and slightly crackish because of the sarcastic nature of the main character. ]

After surviving a shipwreck as a child, Sam-a hardened warrior with a striking resemblance to Lookism's Samuel Seo-is raised by Gan Fall, the former god of Skypiea. Trained in combat and entrusted with the tori tori no mi model oni, Sam wields his power through golden knuckle braces, relics of Skypiea's past. Though fiercely loyal to Gan Fall, he struggles with isolation, believing strength is measured in solitude.

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—"