brightheart cloudtail and daisy fanfic

As the saying goes: three parts are predetermined by fate, seven parts depend on hard work—and the remaining ninety percent comes from your parents. After transmigrating into the Marvel Universe as Daisy Johnson, she quietly celebrates the fact that she’s one of those “ninety-percenters.” With her vibration powers, should she live as a laid-back slacker and wait for the heroes to come save the day? Or should she strive upward, grow stronger, and even end up leading the heroes instead? She chooses the latter. With S.H.I.E.L.D. at her back, countless resources at her disposal, and the advantage of knowing what’s coming, she stays one step ahead. This is the story of a transmigrator who gradually becomes stronger in the Marvel Universe. The cover image was taken from the internet and isn’t mine. 50 Power Stones for 1 bonus chapter. #Marvel #DC_Crossover #Transmigration #GenderBender #Yuri #Harem #WeakToStrong #OP_Protagonist.

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Daisy in the Marvel World profile: www.uukanshu.com Just as the so-called three points are destined, seven points rely on hard work, and the remaining ninety points are given by parents. Daisy traveled into the Marvel universe. Johnson, secretly glad that he was a member of those ninety, whether to make a salted fish by using vibration energy to wait for the heroes to come to the rescue, or to catch up and lead the heroes in turn, she chose the latter. Backed by S.H.I.E.L.D. to master countless resources and have various advantages to be one step ahead, this is a story of a traverser gradually becoming stronger in the Marvel world. PS: The author has 200 million words to complete the old book, the quality is guaranteed, please rest assured to collect. Not my story: https://www.uukanshu.com/b/105193/ i use googel translation for this story.

"Hybrid" is a gripping saga where power, loyalty, and betrayal twist and turn, shattering the very foundation of an ancient society.

The girl dies and gets a chance at a happy, love-filled life. This is my first work, and besides, it is not in my native language, so mistakes do occur. This fic is more focused on “slice of life”, having fun time with family and friends. If there is a battle here, it will be nothing that she cannot cope with. No enemies that appear out of nowhere, humiliate the heroine and force her to overcome her limits. The main character here looks exactly like YinLin from the game Wuthering Waves, but without the “Qipao”. This is yuri without a harem. She will also travel through anime worlds, both popular and not so popular, making new friends and possibly a family. World 1 5-toubun no Hanayome (main) World 2 (High School DxD) World 3 -????? You can also suggest peace in the comments and if I know him well he might be next after DxD

Aku was killed when he was mistaken for a rival gang member. He was then reincarnated as a beast that was remembered until the end of time

Star was once a measly slave in a kingdom that was rich and filled with things of the flesh until the Demertican's overtake and win the kingdom. What happens when the king suddenly takes a liking and decides not to kill her, Will she go and live a better life? will she forever be indebted to him and continously try to please him? will she run away?, Read to find out

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.