female prussia fanfic

A boy from our world suddenly finds himself in the body of Severus Snape, just after Snape's devastating fallout with Lily Evans. Armed with the knowledge of the future and a second chance at life, he must decide whether to remain the bitter, love-struck outcast, or rise above his past mistakes. Will he be doomed to repeat Snape’s tragic fate, or can he become something greater... a True Prince of the wizarding world? .. . . . . I've revamped all the chapters and improved my grammar and writing style pls do read and share.

On the first day of his Awakening, Naruto took the first kiss of Hinata. In this regard, Naruto thinks: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. I thought it was a dream…” Naruto: “What? Tomorrow is a graduation exam?” “Well… Mizuki wants me to steal the forbidden scroll.” ” Wait, I am going to buy a video camera… No camera? Then I am going to buy a copy scroll, no money? Hehe… I can see if I can borrow money from Hinata…”

One day, the world changed. People started gaining powerful abilities only seen in fantasy but that wasn't the only thing to change, soon monsters started appearing and changed the structure of power, now only those with strong abilities could live freely and everyone else would suffer under their rule. The MC lived many years in that life as a normal person until he got in the way of an ability user and died because of it, now he was sent back in time with a power of his own. Feeling the sweet temptation of being powerful he'll do whatever he pleases in his new life. ----------------------------- This story is about a dark MC getting rid of morals so if you don't like things like innocents dying or incest etc, basically anything seen as wrong it's not for you.

Severus Prince has never felt the warmth of a family nor has he ever felt in control of his life when he was under his father’s rule.

Warning nsfw content ahead: #bdsm #incest #wincest #rape #domination #kinks #threesome Naruto unexpectedly gets a system, with every woman he fucks. He get stronger. Not a fan of writing synopsis give this story a try.

Tras alcanzar su madures Mágica Naruto Kenshin Uzumaki es puesto a prueba por su gran antepasado para ver si es digno de estar con su hija favorita... no juzgen tengo que hacer algo con esto.

He was nineteen. A Ukrainian farmer who knew nothing of war except the distant thunder of shells and the way his cows grew nervous when the wind carried smoke. One wrong afternoon, two soldiers dragged him from his field, called him terrorist, and proved they didn’t care about the truth. They took his fingers one joint at a time, cauterizing each stump so he wouldn’t die too soon. They carved smiles into his cheeks for amusement. They gouged out an eye just to hear the sound it made. They pulped his thighs with rifle butts, sawed the legs off below the knee, and laughed while the blood painted the floor. When boredom returned, they pumped liters of cold water beneath his skin with thick syringes until his body swelled purple and grotesque, veins bursting like overfilled rivers. Then they poured petrol down his throat and lit the match. He died screaming fire. And woke in the abyss. No light. No sound. No up or down. Only perfect, endless black, and a body that refused to stay broken. He tore himself apart for centuries (clawing out his own heart, biting through his tongue, smashing his skull against nothing) only to heal in the space between heartbeats. Time lost meaning. Eons passed while he begged for the death that had once been forced upon him and was now forever denied. He was alone. Utterly, perfectly alone. Until the abyss noticed the only creature that had ever made eternity flinch. It watched him suffer. It grew curious. Curiosity became pity. Pity became something deeper (something frighteningly close to love). One day the screaming stopped. The abyss wrapped the broken boy in silence gentle as snowfall, rocked him until the memories no longer bled, and whispered gifts no god had ever dared to give: Beauty that hurts to look upon. Strength that needs no weapon. Charisma that bends hearts like reeds. And a mind so calm even remembered fire feels distant. When the boy finally opened his golden eyes again, the abyss asked (softly, almost shyly) what he desired. Three wishes. He used them wisely. Now, in a new world of shinobi and war and fragile peace, a child named Rei grows beneath a wooden mask, hiding a face too beautiful for mortal eyes and a soul older than stars. He remembers every second of the torture. He remembers every eon of solitude. He remembers the moment the void itself fell in love with him. And somewhere, in the deepest dark between worlds, the abyss still watches its beloved, humming with quiet pride. *** What to expect from this Fanfiction? Explicit, Brutal Goreiphic things. If you have a small heart don't read this. I use A.I to fix my grammar, since English is not my first language but everything is Original nothing is written by A.I, I am the sole Author.

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—"

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!

She crashed her cheating fiancé's wedding in mourning attire and walked out with a marriage certificate from the most dangerous man in the city. Sparkle Gold thought she had it all: a booming agency, a loving fiancé, and a rising-star cousin she raised with her own hands. Then she woke up in a car speeding toward the ocean and overheard the two people she trusted most plotting her death. She survived. She kept the evidence. And she showed up at their wedding to reveal the truth! What she didn't expect? The owner of the Sanctus—cold, ruthless billionaire Evan Saint—dragging her straight to the marriage bureau. "You wrecked my banquet hall. Consider this your payment plan." Now publicly married to a man she once chased ten years ago, Sparkle has a new mission: destroy the people who stole her company, reclaim her place in the entertainment industry, and win Best Actress. --- He married her for leverage. She stayed for revenge. Neither expected to fall.