addalyn addy and seth rollins fanfiction

MC woke up mid-sentence, mid-smile, in a building that erases people's memories for a living — and he remembered everything. The transmigrator occupying Seth Milchick's innie has three abilities that look exactly like corporate management: he conditions spaces to reshape psychology, he walks targets through their own minds until they arrive somewhere new, and his wellness check-ins leave people permanently changed. Lumon thinks he's their best compliance officer. The MDR team thinks he's the only person on the severed floor who actually gives a damn. They're both right, and neither knows the other is right, and somewhere in that gap Mason is dismantling the institution from the inside — one rearranged chair at a time.

Zack Addy is the most precise mind in the Jeffersonian's Medico-Legal Lab — Dr. Brennan's last and finest graduate student, capable of reconstructing a life from a fragment of bone, fluent in logic, and notoriously unmoved by the social architecture everyone else navigates by instinct. A different soul lives behind those eyes now, settled where the original Zack was unmoored, occupying the same intellectual hunger with a moral floor that doesn't shift under compliment.

Who needs a system when you have the Omnitrix? During the passage of a Celestial Dragon’s ship through the East Blue, a fishing boat was suddenly attacked. Onboard were a father and his son, returning to their village as usual after a day of fishing. The father was killed in the bombardment, while the nineteen year old boy survived, only to be taken as a slave by the Celestial Dragon. Despite the burning hatred in his heart, Seth had no choice but to submit,especially after some of the other slaves warned him that if he dared harm the Celestial Dragon, his entire island would be wiped from existence. Three days later, a meteor fell from the sky and struck the ship, causing massive destruction that ravaged most of it. Seth, who had been asleep inside his iron cage, spotted a strange capsule rolling toward him slowly until it stopped at his feet. Suddenly, the capsule opened… and he reached out toward it, driven by curiosity. [ New alien lifeform detected] [ Assimilating DNA.] [DNA successfully acquired. ] [Transformation unlocked.] Note: this Omnitrix is a bit different!

I died quietly on a couch that smelled of instant ramen and regret. I woke up chained to a throne of obsidian fire, wearing the skin that ended worlds before breakfast. They called the body War. The First Horseman. The Red Rider. The last being in all creation who still believed humanity was worth saving. I am not him. I am Elias Kane, thirty-four years old, former data janitor, current parasite inside a god-killing machine. Every morning I look into eyes that have watched Eden burn and ask the only question that still matters: If I put the sword down, will the screaming finally stop? If I pick it up again, will I still remember why I ever wanted it to? The Imperium calls me saint and daemon in the same breath. Abaddon offers me a throne built from the bones of my brothers. The Charred Council begs. Khorne laughs. And somewhere, very far away, three other Horsemen are waking up because the one who kept the Balance no longer believes in it. This is not a story about becoming strong. This is a story about discovering how weak you have to be to carry someone else’s apocalypse. Warhammer 40,000 × Darksiders fanfiction. All related characters and settings belong to Games Workshop and Vigil Games/THQ Nordic.

Abandoned at US at tender age Harry Potter meets Addams family. This isn't serious story. Don't take it too seriously. I had this idea stuck in my head for few days. What if Harry Potter became a member of Addams family and what will be his future be like. It will contain bash. Especially Dumbledore and Weasleys and Hermione Update will be once in a week. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Disclaimer I don't own Harry Potter and Addams family and the cover art. All rights belong to their respective owners

What kind of chaos is expected when a professional basketball player falls in love with a wild woman?

Waking up as a 12 year old Petyr Baelish wasn't on his to do list. At least he was the Gamer, that should make this life easier... Right? SI/Petyr Gamer/SI

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—"

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?"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!