emmett and jasper is edwards sons fanfiction

Locke Kent just wanted a quiet farm in Smallville and maybe a Kryptonian nephew someday. The universe sent him a system instead. [Adoption successful. Current charge: Dio Brando.] Nine years later his dinner table was a future villain lineup. Dio practicing time-stops on the millstone. Kratos sharpening his blades and muttering about burning Olympus to the ground. Homelander asking if his smile looked friendly enough. Across the field, Jonathan and Martha were raising a polite boy named Clark. ....................... +80 advanced chapters on Patreon  patreon.com/YATOOO

After a fatal accident in the real world, a warehouse worker wakes up in the body of Jake, a mid-twenties prospect in the SAMCRO motorcycle club. He is bound to the Outlaw Brotherhood System, a digital interface that treats the criminal underworld like a RPG. Knowing the tragic future of Jax Teller and the club, Jake must climb the ranks from Prospect to Full Patch. He isn't just riding for the brotherhood—he’s using his system to manage club "Heat," detect traitors at the Table, and level up his combat skills. In a world of outlaw violence and shifting loyalties, Jake is the only one who can see the "ugly truth" before it destroys them all. The System: Outlaw Brotherhood Club Rank & Progression: Tracks Jake’s standing within SAMCRO. Advancing from Prospect to Full Patch unlocks "Brotherhood Perks" that provide stat boosts to his fellow riders during "runs." The Table (Trust Meter): A specialized interface used during "Church" meetings. It displays a real-time Trust/Loyalty score for every club member, allowing Jake to identify "Rats" or informants before they can betray the club. Heat & Territory Management: A map-based HUD that monitors Law Enforcement attention. Jake can generate "Stealth Measures" to lower the club's profile or secure territory from rival gangs like the Mayans. Outlaw Specializations: Jake earns EXP to spend in trees like Gunslinger (marksmanship), Enforcer (intimidation and melee), and Mechanic (tuning bikes for speed and durability).

When Mark Keifer Watson reveals the truth behind his betrayal, Jasper Jean Mariano doesn't shed a single tear. Because she already knew. Hidden behind her cheerful smile is a girl carrying powerful secrets, a forgotten name, and a life nobody knows about. And when the truth finally comes out, their biggest mistake will be underestimating her.

This is a dark age. The Emperor has launched the monumental Great Crusade to reforge the glory of humanity. Yet, under the beguilement of the four Chaos Gods, the glory of the Great Crusade is about to come crashing down amidst a betrayal of blood and tears. On Prospero, the homeworld of the Thousand Sons, Levi, a scholar of the Pyrae Cult, suddenly awakens. He is someone outside of destiny, someone from beyond this world. The Thousand Sons Legion has always been misunderstood by the galaxy, smeared as sorcerers, the fallen, and traitors. Levi shook his head. He never accepted those imposed stigmas, but when it came to the title of "Wizard," he embraced it willingly, even with a sense of joy. Because he truly is a genuine wizard—not a psyker corrupted by the Warp like the foretold rest of the Thousand Sons. He is a seeker of knowledge from the Wizard World, exploring the mysteries of the myriad realms. Now, he examines the Warhammer universe through the eyes of a wizard... Chinese Translation

* WILL UPDATE BIWEEKLY* She was only 14 when they took her away, killed her family, sold her for a debt her father once accumulated. Now, 19, she finds herself sold to a fellow human, Konaka knows it's her chance to escape but first she needs to play his game, learn what she can of her new town, before figuring out a way to escape slavery forever. He has gained much more control over his thirst but in its absence, a different longing grew. Jasper was happy for his family, all of them have found love, but his ability to feel their bonds make him long for that feeling for himself. He knows it's better if no one understands his pain if no one understands the scars his past gave him- but even so, a part of him wishes.

He hires on at Teller-Morrow for twelve dollars an hour, a Nevada license that won't survive a real check, and a 1947 oath folded in his toolbox signed by a man named Walter Holloway. The runes under his ribs warm whenever an old Knucklehead speaks a Norse half-line only he can hear, and the engines in Charming do not lie to him. He knows how the seven seasons end — who dies, who turns, who burns the club down — but the show never explained the substrate beneath the patch, or why a forty-one-year-dormant brotherhood was waiting for a Holloway heir. Every brand he stitches into a brother costs him their pain; every road-name he speaks costs him his own face on the cameras. Stahl is already watching the unknown mechanic, and something colder than the ATF is moving east of the Black Hills. The plan was to survive Charming quietly. The plan was never to be chosen for life.

All her life, Eleanor Blake has tried to escape the darkest shadow of her past: being the daughter of a serial killer. Alongside her two older brothers, Luke and Steven, she has faced the aftermath of that monster—the harassment and hostility of their neighbors, the collapse of their family, Luke's struggle with addiction... and her own battle to conceal something that runs far deeper than visible scars. The only way out for the three of them was to sever their roots and anchor themselves elsewhere. That place was Forks: a small town in the middle of nowhere, where everything seems peaceful. Until Eleanor discovers it isn't.

Two lifelong rivals died in a tragic accident… Right as they were about to become actual friends. Instead of passing on peacefully, they wake up in a new universe filled with superheroes, gods, demons, and cosmic horrors. The DC Universe. If that wasn’t insane enough, things somehow get worse. They aren’t ordinary reincarnators. They’ve been reborn as twin brothers—Dante and Vergil, the sons of the legendary demon knight Sparda, inheritors of absurd power, impossible potential, and a legacy feared across Heaven and Hell. And then comes the truly ridiculous part. Through Sparda’s bloodline, they are technically the grandsons of Lucifer Morningstar. Yes. That Lucifer. Which means their family tree is less of a tree and more of a catastrophic supernatural incident. Now caught between angels, demons, heroes, and cosmic tyrants, the brothers find themselves watched—and feared—by beings such as Darkseid, Trigon, and even the rulers of Hell. To make matters worse, reincarnation did absolutely nothing to fix their personalities. One brother is an instinctive prodigy who somehow masters everything in minutes and treats world-ending threats like entertainment. The other is a perfectionist genius whose greatest curse is being forced to share oxygen with the first. Their rivalry returns stronger than ever. Only now, their arguments involve swords that can cut dimensions, demonic transformations, and collateral damage large enough to make the Justice League develop stress disorders. As rivalry slowly becomes brotherhood, and brotherhood becomes destiny, the two must decide what they truly are: Monsters. Kings. Protectors. Or something beyond all three. One thing is certain— The DC Universe was never ready for the Sons of Sparda. And neither was their grandfather. Two rivals. One bloodline. One catastrophically dysfunctional demonic family.

Reid Boone entered Belltown MC's perimeter through a Pierce County halfway house in early 2007 with a graduate student's vocabulary, a trucker's cadence when the situation called for it, and The First Hand — a kingdom-building power that reads Charter-weight, tracks network faction drift, maps Patch-Weight distributions across a club's membership, and writes Skin-Bond Covenants that hold across chapter lines when nothing else will. He runs the table the way Cassidy, Belltown's Vietnam-era president, runs church: with full stops at the end of sentences and the kind of credibility that comes from meaning what you say.

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?"