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NSFW WARNING: It's heavy porn with plot. ___________ Harry experiences a sudden magical puberty during the summer before his sixth year, one that the witches around him can't help but notice. Soon, they take their appreciation a step further. Not that Harry's complaining. He's ready to forge his own path, with lots of lovely ladies at his side. Harry/Many. Characters aged up 2 years. Story will be updating daily until it catches up with the Fanfiction.net version. Find even more at patreon.com/KnickerKnight

Markus Reinhart is an aspiring Basketballer with dreams grander than stars in the sky. Facing a series of backsteps and the negative effects nigh-poverty had on his carefully laid plans: his faith dwindles. During this downturn, he met the man who transformed his life, his mentor, Hiroshi. Follow Markus' journey from dejection to NBA heroics!

Random ideas that I got and wrote down. Basically, projects I might or might not continue.

I re-uploading this from my AO3 and Wattpad. I'm new here to Webnovel. So I figured I started with one of my best works so far. This Peter Parker From 2006 and in the middle of the Civil War. But one day he fights Spot and ends up in 2077. He met a Female V, who had just attacked the Arasaka parade. She started to work out her options with Johnny, he was going to her to meet Rogue and tell her the truth. But then gets a text message from Misty. Misty: Hey V There is someone here that you might want to meet. He might be related to Evelyn Parker. V: What do you mean? Misty: Come to the shop. “Well it looks like Misty got something or someone.” V said, That's how V/Johnny met Peter Parker.

Dos almas marcadas por el pasado se reencuentran inesperadamente en una isla desierta, luego de quince años sin verse. Lo que parecía un accidente del destino, en realidad, despertará emociones dormidas, recuerdos que nunca sanaron, y heridas que siguen abiertas. Diana y Anais, antiguas amigas separadas por una pelea profunda, se verán obligadas a convivir en el silencio, la desconfianza, y la soledad. Lo que ocurrió en aquella isla —entre el amor, el deseo, la confusión y el dolor— cambiará el curso de sus vidas... para siempre. Años después, cuando parecen haber rehecho sus caminos, Diana y Anais vuelven a encontrarse, esta vez en secreto, escondidas del mundo, refugiándose en un rincón oculto llamado “el nido de amor”. Pero el pasado nunca se borra del todo, y lo que nació con intensidad también puede volverse posesivo, tóxico y destructivo. Entre celos, promesas rotas, y silencios que gritan más que las palabras, ambas construirán una relación marcada por el deseo, el control, la culpa... y el amor, en su forma más compleja. ¿Podrán sanar lo que una vez las unió y las rompió? ¿O están destinadas a repetir el mismo dolor bajo otro nombre? Esta es una historia sobre los lazos que duelen, pero también sobre la esperanza de renacer.

With a bloodline unknown to all. He, who has the forbidden blood will sweep the ninja world and make his own clan. A clan superior to all. ~Hello guys this is the author, I wanted to inform you guys that English is not my first language so expect disappointment. And this is my first fanfiction. As a matter of fact, this is the first time I have written anything like this. So, please go easy on me. And I would like some constructive criticism as well. Thank you and enjoy the fanfic!

En un mundo devastado por un apocalipsis zombi, John, el último superviviente de Wellston, intenta cumplir la promesa hecha a su amada Seraphina. Una explosión final, cargada de poder y desesperación, crea una fisura en el espacio-tiempo, enviando su esencia al pasado. Una historia de pérdida, sacrificio y un viaje al pasado para cambiar el destino.

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.