a lite buffy 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.

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. ]

He remembers being scared and nervous at first. He remembers hitting Aizawa in the middle of a crowd. He remembers talking. He remembers feeling warm, feeling strangely happy. He remembers that small strip of paper Aizawa had given him, the one with his personal phone number written on it, and the promise he’d made to his teacher. And he remembers the promise his teacher had made to him. He has no idea why he’s here. Todoroki Shouto wakes up in a hospital with no memory of how he got there. He knows two things—he made a mistake somewhere along the way, and for some reason, Aizawa Shouta and Yamada Hizashi are here. Part two of the Responsibility Series Part One: https://www.webnovel.com/book/14994782606493705

The first world, well that is what we think of this place a world where no history exist and we only started emerging from the grounds that this planet made, animals started appearing, humans started walking on the crust of the earth and the sky blooming it's barely living light, barely any stars exist and only 216 stars exist in the universe with the last star being made millennial ago. This story is about a world inside a weak universe.(Also NOT A FAN-FIC I WAS SUPPOSE TO PUT IT AS FICTION BUT PUT IT AS FAN-FIC NOW I CAN'T CHANGE IT BACK!)

A story of Bucky Barnes, told through the eyes of the woman who loved him. What begins as quiet companionship slowly unravels into something deeper - a journey of trust, healing, and the weight of memory. Together, they carve out a space in the shadows of the past, searching for light, hope, and finding some of that life Steve and Tony had told him about.

What would happen if Izuku tried to commit suicide after being bullied and neglected by the people he loved. But he didn't die, he awakened a quirk, a quirk so powerful that it wouldn't be wrong to say it is the strongest quirk ever. Now with a Cynical and Psychopathic personality, he is out for blood, and shake the very foundation of hero society. Stick around to find out what he does and how he does. This is my first time writing a fic, so I am open to constrictive criticism, and would love to know the areas where I can improve myself, while also would love to know what you like about my fic, so that i can work to improve it so that it becomes identity of my fics through which people can find out that these are my fics NOTE:- THIS IS AU... DON'T TRY TO COMPARE IT TO THE CANON...ANY CHARACTERS DIFFERENT FROM CANON ARE DONE BASED ON CREATIVE LIBERTY...AND I HAVE NO INTEREST IN TOLERATING ANYONE WHO WISHES TO COMPARE THEM TO CANON WARNING:- IT CONTAINS LOTS OF GORE, VIOLENCE, RAPE, AND ALL OTHER SORTS OF EXTREME DARK SHIT, SO READ IT AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION, AND THIS FIC IS A REALISTIC FIC AND WILL ALSO HIGHTLIGHT THE REALITY OF THE SOCIETY SO THIS FIC IS NOT FOR FAINT OF HEARTS. Support me through:- Paypal:- https://www.paypal.me/SVora02 Patreon:- https://patreon.com/EmperorNumix Discord Link:- https://discord.gg/q7dztnHven

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.