frank and hazel fanfiction

Weston Harland arrived in Washington as a freelance political consultant — $400K in savings, three plausible European clients, no dramatic gifts, and three seasons of foreknowledge encoded as professional certainty. Zoe Barnes is going to die in a Metro station. Peter Russo is going to be murdered in a running car. Frank Underwood has never been seriously challenged because everyone who tried either died or was dismantled. Wes does none of the things Frank's world runs on. He builds long dinners instead of short meetings, maps genuine loyalty instead of manufactured debt, writes thank-you notes by hand. The patience is operated as precision: one degree of influence per month, a network grown through warmth that is real, foreknowledge of how every major player falls. He has already calculated the exact moment Frank's operation becomes vulnerable to a man with a very long timeline. Frank has not noticed yet.

Waking up in the world of shameless is one thing. Being a Gallagher is one thing. But As Frank Gallagher, that's a whole other thing on its own. Fortunately, he is not that Frank.

James gets reborn in a new world, he doesn't mind it too much seeing as he gets to live in the world of one of his favorite tv shows shameless but he was reborn in the world's biggest asshole Frank Gallagher ! I am a beginner writer so please bear with me and I don't own any characters or cartoons that may come in the story ---------------------------------------------------------- only update, when I have nothing to do ---------------------------------------------------------- the cover is not mine the story starts confusing, but basically in the firsts chapters basically everything is a done and the main character is explaining some things that happened and also getting backgrounds of the things that will be later on. Also the chapters are really small. I started this story when I was 16 or 17 so I don’t have that much information of the story at that time. so be warned if you want to read it just for fun then that’s fine but don’t take this story seriously the stories that I make are somewhat like a hobby I tried somewhat the best I can at that time, but if I don’t have that much time, I’m not gonna try doing more work than I have to because I have other things to do the chapters are gonna get longer the more chapters there are hope you enjoy this story

A Warframe-Undertale AU that has conections to the wider Fantasy Multiverse Updates released every Monday

A normal guy was randomly chosen to transmigrate to another world. He ended up in the world of Boku no Hero Academia with powers from the Warframe game for the amusement of powerful deities. -- Disclaimer: Everything from MHA, Warframe and other stuff I might use that are not mine belong to their respective owners.

Sombras, secretos y un Consejo oculto.

Percy Jackson. Slayer of Medusa, the Minotaur. Child of the Prophecy. Leader of the Seven. Newly transformed God? After his fall into Tartarus, he finds out his mortality was being burned away from his new found powers. He has no choice but say goodbye to his loved ones to save the lives of many.

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?

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.

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?