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Author note: There will be romance and this will be a piece by piece path to power sort of story so don't expect him to be OP as hell right away. If you've read the second version of my [Custom monster system] story it's like that. Alexander Drake is killed by a bear he was hunting while and wonders "Is this it?". The answer was obviously NO! He meets a powerful being after his death and is offered the deal of an afterlifetime granting him the powers of a forbidden Siren in the world of Borderlands. All is not smooth sailing for Alex however as the being has made him work for his power and that means he must put himself in danger but he doesn't mind, after what's the point otherwise? Cover by Christian Jeffress, a glorious fan and patron.

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This is my lemon collection. Would you like to have a sample? It is totally free to try! Come, let me make you a glass. Some lemons are sweet. Some are bitter. Some are rotten. And some are stolen from the stand next door and remixed for your pleasure! But don’t worry about all of that. It is all part of the fiction. Please, come over and have a glass. I have made more than a dozen for you to choose. Since I am such an idiot, I am not sure which glass is full and which glass is empty. The glasses are not even placed in order on the table, so please have a check of the volume before enjoying your drink. Who knows, you might find something interesting. If you love my work, you can commission another piece, to be added to your glass. If you don’t want to, please enjoy while it last! This is my lemon collection, come, come and have a look! Have a drink, it’s totally free! Just don’t get too addicted, because that will not be healthy for you! By the way, no kids are allowed! ******************************** If you didn’t understand all of that, it means that this is my fanfiction collection over the years. Some of them are completed – usually one-shots. Some of them are not – most aren’t. Some of them will make you vomit from disgust. Some are parodied, basing on another story I read somewhere. It is totally fine to parody or rewrite another fanfiction, so don’t b*tch about it. Please read the volume title before you b*tch about why the story just abruptly stopped. And if you want more chapters, you can commission it by becoming my patron. Use my penname to search. ******************************** Disclaimer: This collection contains graphical violence and sex scenes. Absolutely no children allowed to drink my lemon! Fanfiction: Naruto. Harry Potter. Fate Stay Night. Disney, and so on… ******************************** Discord Server: https://discord.gg/ffazvKp

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Waking up in a different body and not only that but also in a different universe? After the initial shock, Maxwell was quite despairing of his fate when he realized that he had ended up in the Borderlands universe, specifically in Promethea. At least he wasn't a random bandit on Pandora, but even on a safe planet, he felt anything but safe. Borderlands wasn't a world full of magic or cultivation, where you cast spells or sat on your arse for centuries and got strong. Things here were solved the old-fashioned way, on the trigger. Fortunately, whoever sent him there had sent him with a system that would make him the Apex Predator of the entire universe. Standby for Titanfall! ________________________ Disclaimer: All rights reserved to their respective owners. The Borderlands and Titanfall franchises don't belong to me. would you like to help me and read ahead? [email protected]/Querubim1995

Alexander is reborn in the world of borderlands with strange mystical powers and with blanks in his memory. Yet his insatiable taste for conquest knows no bounds. Prideful and filled to the brim with silent rage he seeks total dominion - for what purpose? "There is no greater truth, than I." - Alternative Universe: This novel isn't wish fufilment and begins to go in a different direction begining of the pre-sequal. The writing of borderlands 3 is dog ass, lets see if mine is slightly better.

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.