carol marcus khan fanfic

On my very first day as Khal Drogo, I knew that I couldn't conquer Westeros just by riding horses and killing people. To win, you must first develop your strength. [Step 1: Military Reform] The day my steppe cavalry, the Immaculate Phalanx, and the Dragonfire Air Force are fully formed, the walls of King's Landing will be nothing more than a piece of paper. [Step Two: Business Layout] Wars are fought with money. I transformed the port of Slaver's Bay into a free trade zone, conquered the nine free trade city-states, opened trade routes, and standardized tax rates. [Step 3: Consolidation of Power, Establishment of the Imperial System] From a mere grassland khan to the Heavenly Khan of the grasslands. Power, money, and beautiful women—I want them all! [Step Four: Reign Supreme] To become the First Emperor, by the mandate of Heaven, may his reign be long and prosperous! Someone asked me: Aren't you tired of all this? I looked at the silver-haired woman beside me, and I knew what she would go through: betrayal, hurt, and being held back by scheming ministers. All she wanted was the Iron Throne, what did she do wrong?

Reborn into Huge clan in Hunter x Hunter world, Marcus set himself on a challenge to become a Hunter and explore this world.

Khan Kage thought being a Jedi meant peace, wisdom, and purpose. But as the Republic weakens and shadows spread across the stars, he learns that the Force isn’t the only power that shapes destiny. Under the mentorship of Master Dooku, Khan faces the harsh truths of the Order, the corruption of the Senate, and the darkness growing within himself. Every choice he makes will test his loyalty, his compassion, and what it truly means to be a Jedi in a galaxy losing its light. ______________________________________________________________________________________________ A/N: If and only if you like this story please drop a power stone, or even leave a rating. When I see increase popularity, I increase production. So if you want faster chapters, congratulations you now know the secret.

In the narrow lanes of Mumbai, where dreams often die before they take flight, Zaid Khan is born into poverty, burdened by a life where survival comes before ambition. Expelled from his school for unpaid fees and looked down upon by society, Zaid’s dream of playing cricket for Team India seems impossible. With no support, no money, and no proper training, he is forced to fight against all odds. But fate has other plans. A mysterious system awakens within him, offering guidance and opportunities—if he has the will to seize them. Armed with talent, grit, and the unwavering support of Zoha, a girl from a world far removed from his struggles, Zaid embarks on an emotional and intense journey. From the dusty streets of his slum to the grand stadiums of international cricket, Zaid faces humiliation, heartbreak, and moments of crushing self-doubt. But with every setback, he rises stronger, determined to carve his name into history. As the world watches, will Zaid Khan prove that talent and determination can break all barriers? Or will the weight of his circumstances crush him before he reaches his dream? A story of struggle, love, and triumph—where one boy’s passion defies the limits of destiny. —————————————————— Hey wonderful readers read the rest of the chapters at https://www.patreon.com/MeMeyGoD to aid in my fight against cancer. Love you guys.

This is a story is about a Marcus Wick and Winston Wick, who are the sons of Jonathon Wick of an alternate universe where his wife didn't die of cancer and they had a beautiful pair of twins. But fortunately or unfortunately those boys dies.... and gets reborn in a world which is mainly Marvel but convergence of DC here and there.... So let us embark on the journey of the two brothers and lets see what wave they bring on the world of legends and gods.... **************** Author ranting: I don't hold a good track record on update, so don't expect anything regular. I will write mainly in week ends and for my enjoyments. I wish to entertain you all alongside that, so wish me luck. I am not hardcore marvel fan or DC fan, but I am fan nonetheless... so I strictly going to stick to MCU and DCU. And if anything clashes with cannon, point it out, I shall try to minimize the damage.

This is not my story just bringing it over to webnovel the original is Uzumaki Kombat by VFSNAKE

Meditations by Marcus Aurelius

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!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"