tk and carlos fanfiction

[STATUS: OPERATIONAL] [LOGISTICS: Tactical / Survival Horror / Military Character Study] 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. Armed with military grit and backed by Tyrell Patrick's flawless tactical intuition, Carlos must fight through a bio-engineered living hell. But when the corporate puppet masters cut their strings, the real mission begins: surviving the truth. A gritty, meticulously detailed Resident Evil slow-burn fanfiction that dives deep into the ballistic reality, brotherhood, and psychological toll of the ultimate outbreak. Notes: 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

"Why are you being so rude torwards me?" "I have my reasons, Jungkook."

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.

The MC: Ezekiel is a normal 15yo kid when he gets pulled from his monotonus day-to-day life and into one of adventure, chaos, and danger after transmigrating into the world of Danmachi. Im just dipping my toes into writing so any criticism is good criticism.

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

Ayano Aishi 18 yaşında, doğduğu andan itibaren empatik açıdan son derece yoksun genç bir kızdır. Bu durum onda duygulara karşı doyurulamayan bir açlık, tatminsizlik veya oyukluk gibi hissettirir. Asla herhangi bir duyguyu hissedemez, konuşan bir oyuncak bebek gibidir. Ayano günün birinde Taro Yamada isimli genç bir oğlanla ilk kez tanışır. Ve bu oğlanla tanıştığı an daha önce hissedemediği tüm duyguları bütün yoğunluğuyla hisseder, ama genç oğlan uzaklaştığı an duygular yeniden kaybolur. Ayano bunu bir tesadüf olarak görmez, bu çocuğa ihtiyacı olduğuna, aydınlığa çıkmanın tek yolunun bu oğlan olduğuna inanır. Hayatının geri kalanını bu oğlanla geçirmek istediğine karar verir. Ancak başta masumca başlayan bu çekim, zamanla kontrolden çıkmaya başlar. Ayano bu oğlanın aşkını kazanmak için her yolu mübah görür. Ama bunun sonucunda Ayano sahiden aydınlığa mı ulaşacaktır, yoksa daha da karanlığa mı gömülecektir...?

「 Cinta itu buta dan tuli, tak melihat dan juga tak mendengar. Namun datang nya dari hati, tak bisa dipungkiri itu benar. Bagaimana kalau cinta yang membuat kita sakit, terpuruk, dan juga sering membuat kita menangis. Apakah akan di pertahankan? Atau malah diakhiri? Ini kisah Jihoon Dan Hyunsuk. Hubungan mereka sudah tidak sehat lagi, hubungan mereka sudah retak. Tak ada lagi rasa percaya pada satu sama lain. Akankah kisah mereka tetap bertahan atau malah berakhir? 」

Hidup itu SEDERHANA, tapi kita berkeras untuk membuatnya RUMIT. -Confusius-

This is the second book of the series A Grand journey: gacha system. this book is the adventure of Kyros Black in the land of Hyrule during the breath of the wild and tears of the kingdom events. will also include monster hunter monsters in this work tying them into the series as monsters created by Gannondorf.

WARNING: This fic contain, abusive, unadulterated language, event, content, and may be frowned upon by certain societies, read at your own risks. I don't take any credits regarding my works. If you were easily offended by certain symbol or things that happen inside this disturbing fic, please I beg you to press that back button, it's easy. ============================= A reincarnated soul was a born prodigy. Pass their twentieth they were no more than ordinary, but a child with soul and mind from the depth of hell itself will prove them wrong as the world shall burn in the ashes of war. Richard was a boy born and raised through conflict plagued his Fatherland since its rising to Imperial hegemony. A devil and a saint on the different side of the coin. He who will bring salvation in the war-ridden world from the machination of the very being all people worship. Fighting fire with fire creating the chain to the path of reclamation or destruction. He who commands the ghost division, elites of the elites, armed with the best technology he developed. From the sunken ship and bodies of the Atlantica ocean, the falling clocktower of Londinium, the burning city of Parisii, the scorched snow of Rus Union, and the broken wings of the Unified States, He who will bring million dead souls, weeping widows and parents in his wake. I stay gazing down at death as they say WAR! I'll wages war, I hate war. Peace yet is a noble but a far-fetched cause. War didn't make a monster of us, it brings the monster within. ============================= DISCLAIMER: Everything inside this fic as well as the cover that's recognized as licensed and known works, are belong to their respective owners. I DON'T take any credits of this works. Feel free to take, implement, some of the content or element inside this fic, I don't care. ============================= Oh, if you like what I wrote, you can consider to leave a tip of jar for me. https://ko-fi.com/nyanmato