boy meets witch fanfiction

Chen Yan travels between worlds, ending up becoming an honorable prince in a medieval fantasy world. Yet this world was not quite as simple as he thought. Witches with magical powers abound, and fearsome wars between churches and kingdoms rage throughout the land. Roland, a prince regarded as hopeless by his own father and assigned to the worst fief, spends his time developing a poor and backward town into a strong and modern city, while fighting against his siblings for the throne and absolute control over the kingdom. Join Roland as he befriends and allies with witches and, through fighting and even farming, pushes back invaders coming from the realm of evil.

When a cataclysmic rift tears through the fabric of reality, the vibrant, magic-infused lands of Runeterra collide with the war-torn, ancient world of Azeroth. Champions of both realms find themselves thrust into an impossible scenario, their disparate cultures, magical arts, and even their very understanding of existence clashing with brutal force. Our Hero Aiden, an earthling, is sent as an agent of Runeterra to explore Azeroth and help the natives of Runeterra escape from the grasp of the Void!

My name is Alan Wilson. I live in the villa area of Godric's Hollow. I don't smoke, and I only drink a little. I don't insist on winning over others, and I refuse to create enemies that give me a headache or keep me awake at night. However, if I am truly forced to fight, I will not lose to anyone. This is the story of a man who reincarnated as an orphan in the Harry Potter universe. His legendary journey begins in the summer of 1980 before Voldemort's disappeared. _______________ patreon.com/daydreamer7

A young witch with rusty red hair From her tattered home to school she'd fare With a plump snake, not too bright in mind As Snape's classmate, her path she'd find Later with Lucius, colleagues they became While idolizing Gryffindor's golden name Keeping press clippings, day after day Until the final battle came her way When facing Voldemort, her wand held high An Avada Kedavra lit up the sky Then others collected her clippings too As her legend among wizards grew With awe and wonder, they watched her shine As she lived more boldly, line by line Yet few knew of her struggles deep within The doubt and pain beneath her skin Like a caged beast she once had been Short-sighted, hesitant, lost in sin Through darkness and pain she fought her way To become the witch we know today ---------------------------------------------- This is a translation. The original title is:HP:小星星莉丝

Qin Xuan traveled to the ancient times and became the thirteenth ancestor witch who should not have appeared, and controlled the law of power. Thinking of the tragic ending of the Lich War in the future, he set his sights on his twelve brothers and sisters who were all muscle. If we could sterilize the Twelve Ancestral Witches... Without the witch clan, where would the witch-lich catastrophe come from? Then the thirteen ancient witches, who were full of merits in creating the world and had no karma at all, walked out of the Pangu Temple. And under Qin Xuan's careful teaching of "fists are the truth, and opportunities all depend on grabbing", Zuwu's style of painting has completely gone astray! Since then, the largest bandit gang in the prehistoric world was born! "Fellow Daoist, this cushion is destined for me!" "Yuanshi, hand over the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi!" "Jie Yin Zhunti glanced at us, he must be planning something! Brothers, kill him!" Without the witch clan, the demon clan dominated the world. Unable to bear the oppression, countless creatures joined the Zifu Immortal Court. A great catastrophe of immortals and demons broke out. Queen Mother of the West chasing the sun? Dong Wanggong shoots the sun? Yuanshi angrily crashed into Mount Buzhou? The entire prehistoric world was in chaos. Countless years later. Qin Xuan and the Twelve Ancestral Witches used the Thirteen Capitals of Heavenly Merit Formation, intending to chat with Hongjun. When the real body of Pangu, who had dominated the ages and whose merits and virtues shone brightly enough to blind a dog, crushed the gate of Zixiao Palace with one foot. Hongjun's face turned green, and he ran away overnight carrying the Jade Disc of Creation...

Trapped in a monastery of breathtaking nuns, Charles recognizes them from Witch Monastery—they’re monsters in saintly disguises, hungry for his flesh. ◢◤◣◥◢◤◣◥◢◤◣◥◢◤◣◥ Weekdays: 1 chapter every 2 days patreon: 3 chapters per day (This project features dark, taboo, and explicit adult material. If you are easily offended or uncomfortable with extreme content, turn back now.) Join us here: patreon.com/MetaFic

Asher transmigrated to the Land of Shadows, day after day, year after year, training with his Shishou Scáthach. Afterwards, in the evening after martial arts training, Morgan le Fay would also teach him magic. Initially, he got along very well with Morgan le Fay, which gave him a very good impression of her. Until one day, Morgan le Fay suddenly said to him, "A week later will be the time of choosing the king. My sister Artoria will go to pull out the Sword in the Stone and become king... I have something I need your help with." "What is it?" Asher asked. "Take the Sword in the Stone before her, and marry her." "???" "The curse is activated. From today onwards, you must find a way to marry Artoria!" This is a world where timelines are intertwined. He had pulled the Sword in the Stone, resolved the conflict between Scáthach and her sister, and even helped Gilgamesh. Asher originally thought he would continue adventuring like this. Until one day, he was summoned by the Holy Grail. Looking at this group of old acquaintances in front of him, Asher awkwardly waved his hand and said, "Hello everyone..." Artoria smiled and raised the holy spear in her hand high "Shine at the End of the World, Rhongomyniad!" ... THIS IS A TRANSLATION! Copyright disclaimer: I do NOT own anime nor any character or works featured in the fan-fiction. No copyright infringement intended.

Hoshino Sora thought traveling into the world of Food Wars! would be simple—cook delicious dishes, win hearts, and conquer taste buds. But something felt… off. At Totsuki Academy, the Day Dormitory was ruled by the ever-hungry manager Shizuka Hiratsuka, who sat cross-legged and ordered meals like a queen. Shiina Mashiro excelled at desserts, yet always ended up covered in cream. Akane Kubo Momo pinched her cheeks in annoyance. Jabami Yumeko served plain dishes, but after flashing her unsettling smile, they somehow transformed into masterpieces. Meanwhile, Akame and Kurome Shizuka formed an iron triangle as terrifying judges. Nakiri Erina, Arato Hisako, Mito Ikumi, Tadokoro Megumi, Shiina Mashiro, Jabami Yumeko, Akame, Kurome… one by one, the heroines gathered in the dormitory, cooking together—and ganging up on Sora. “Let’s just say… why am I forced to live in the girls’ dorm?! Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Isn’t this way too much bullying?!” (As everyone knows, this is a food novel.) -------------------------------- 70 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!

In the magical world of witches, wands, and whispered spells, a curious twist of fate sent young Char into the wizarding realm. As luck (or magic) would have it, he turned out to be a distant relative of none other than Professor Sprout — Hogwarts’ very own Herbology expert. But Char wasn’t just another student with a green thumb. He was bound to a mysterious Planting System that offered magical rewards in exchange for his gardening prowess. “Plant ten Devil’s Snares,” the system would say, and suddenly—Ding! “Congratulations! You’ve received 10 Fragments of Binding Curse Enlightenment. Your Binding Curse is now legendary.” Another day, another seed. “Plant ten Biting Cabbages.” Ding! “You’ve earned 10 Fragments of Sharp Spell Enlightenment. Your spell is now sharp enough to slice through dragon scales.” And so, amidst spell duels and secret chambers, Hogwarts became home to one very focused little wizard. While his classmates were chasing Dark Lords, sneaking into the Forbidden Forest, or narrowly avoiding death at Quidditch practice, Char had more important things to do — like watering his Mandrakes or coaxing Puffapods into bloom. A three-headed dog guarding the Philosopher’s Stone? Not his business. A Basilisk slithering through the pipes? He’s got weeds to pull. The Triwizard Tournament? “Cedric died? That’s… tragic. Let me plant a tree in his memory.” For Char, every problem could be solved with soil, sunlight, and a well-timed spell. His patch of enchanted garden grew lush and legendary. Until one day—disaster struck. “The Death Eaters did WHAT?” “They trampled my saplings?” “They dug up my vegetable patch?!” The ground trembled, the wind howled, and the air filled with the scent of blooming vengeance. ___________________ Join me on [Patreon.com/ coolperry] for extra chapters.

Harry Potter has always been considered an odd boy; everyone around him knows it. His eyes are too aware, and his intelligence seems almost unnatural. This mystery lingers, even for Harry himself, until one fateful day when he suddenly remembers the man he once was. With the weight of his past life flooding back, Harry realizes that the magical world is far more treacherous than the one he left behind. As he navigates the dangers and challenges that come his way, he finds himself at a crossroads—will he succumb to the darkness that surrounds him, or will he rise above it all?