omori fanfic

"Welcome to White Space" "You've been here as long as you can remember" "Perhaps too long? Who knows" "This is our reality after all" So forth, Omori does his usual routine in headspace until something surprising he did was striking himself early in white space. with a new emergence of Sunny whose full name is Susumu Miyamoto. As thereof, there's a comatose and sleeping-like figure in this shared bedroom. It was none other than Mari, Mariko Miyamoto. What would happen next?

Its is Written by LordxSessHomaru

Todoroki Shoto thought it would be a normal day for him at first, until something or someone turned his and another classmate’s world for a spin.

Image found on Google* Disclaimer: (This is a fanfic of Naruto) I do NOT own Naruto or its characters. This is made for entertainment purposes only. I own my own characters, that is all. Timeline will not be Canon. But may follow that route. Read at your discretion. This is only meant as a pastime for me. I am bored so I'm doing this. Okay. Bye.

Killua thinks that maybe, even just a little bit, that he's cheated the game of life. Having someone as bright as Gon by his side just proves his point. Mentions of: Pedophilia, Drugs, Drugging, Stalkers, Non-Con Voyurism, ect

A little story about my widow mom. Doing this because a fantasy.

Dos chicos de diferentes edades, pero de la misma secundaria, se enamoran, ¿Podra este amor florecer?, descubrelo. Esta es mi primer historia, espero les guste, puede tener errores de ortografia y no tengo mucha experiencia escribiendo este tipo de historias, les doy mas detalle en la introducción (cap 0), jeje.. #Fanfic #Boyxboy #Yaoi #18+ #Malaortografia

In "Pokémon: Commonborn," we follow the journey of Grey Mallory, a ten-year-old boy from the outskirts of Celadon City, where dreams of becoming a Pokémon trainer clash with harsh realities. Despite being reborn in a vibrant world of Pokémon, Grey's life is far from the glamorous adventures depicted in his favorite shows. Grey steels himself for the challenge ahead, determined to prove that even an underdog can rise above the odds and forge his own path in a competitive world. Follow his unique journey to be the very best. What to Expect : Hardworking and Resourceful MC A hybrid mix of pokemon manga, games and the anime . Daily updates PS:Not a translation its original writing a chapter a day Also note: I use First Person and Third Person POV's a lot , so its just a writing style difference and I call 3rd person as Third POV as a short abbreviation I have other channels to upload like ff net , ao3 and royal road. Novelfire is not one of the upload channels it has a copied content.

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—"