carlos and jane fanfic

Resident Evil 3 Remake: Raccoon City is dead. The U.B.C.S. is compromised. Carlos Oliveira doesn't look for hope-he looks for targets. "Carlos found the maid just past the dining room entrance. He crouched out of habit, checking the cooling skin of her throat for a pulse he knew wasn't there, and pressed two fingers briefly to the floor beside her hand—a silent acknowledgment of the life lost. Then, he keyed his radio. "This is Squad A. Civilian casualty, residential entrance. Gunshot, close range. She didn't even have a chance to run."" - Chapter 3 "Carlos held her a little tighter. Very quietly, he pressed a brief kiss to the top of her head—the way one might bless a sleeping child—and leaned back against the cold wall." - Chapter 11 "Carlos looked at her—the absolute, vulnerable honesty of her—and felt something warm move through his chest. It was a feeling he had no business having in the middle of a war zone. He shoved it down, but he didn't pull away. In the quiet, the smell of his gear—gun oil, dust, and the lingering scent of something metallic—seemed to fill the small space between them, marking the boundary of the world he was trying to keep her safe from." - Chapter 24 "You are Salmon Pink. You are Page 67. You are five days of embroidery and a "birthday cake flavor" protein bar. You are the girl who looked up in the snow and made the right call and came home safe. That’s why. That’s the whole answer. Much love, Carlos" - Chapter 61 INFO: *I changed Carlos's age from 21 (RE3 remake) to 27~29 years old in 1999 in this story *Tyrell Patrick still alive in my story

After wrongly going to prison for the death of his family, Juan Carlos is released from prison and his back with a mission; destroy the Clover Mafia and kill the kingpin. He won't stop at anything, even if it means toppling the city of Lage over.

Only scion son of notorious fashion maven Cruella de Vil and an homage to the actor who portrayed him Cameron Boyce who passed away.

An assassin died because of heart attack while he is sleeping . All he do in his free time was watch animes and read novel. OP MC AND SUBORDINATES WEAK ENEMY NO REAL FIGHT ONLY FACE SLAPPING, TOYING AND KILLING NO EXCITING FIGHT SCENE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE FIGHTS LIKE THAT. This fanfiction contains dumb characters, every character in this fanfiction is dumb. So if you want smart characters then this novel is NOT FOR YOU. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. I do not know how to write or make smart scenario or whatever it is called, because I myself am not also smart. This is only a fanfiction I do not own the cover and the contents that came from different novels/animes. - - VERY SHORT CHAPTERS DON'T ASK FOR MORE. ALSO ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO JUST DEAL WITH IT.

Full of Onika Tanya Maraj aka Nicki Minaj and Belcalis Marlenis Almanzar aka Cardi B oneshots

No one asks for this, yet it still happened. She wasn't interested in being a hero. She thinks its too stupid. The family she was born into taught her to be a Slytherin. Sneaky, cunning and cruel. Her summertime sadness seems to have taken a new turn, for the better or for the worse. Now it lies in her hand, how to move the chess piece forward in this game of destruction and manipulation.

A fanfiction of the League of Legends Arcane TV show. A very slowly introduced multiverse.

Marta si risvegliò nel mondo di Worm senza nessuna idea di come ci sia finita

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!"