boze and mari takahashi fanfic

Killer? Abandoned? Possessive? Read more to find out more!

People said Jun Misugi is a genius better than Tsubasa Ozora, and if only his health was better, he would dominate Japan easily. What happened if there is one more genius hidden in Musashi Middle School? Enter Riku Takahashi, as he was about to rejoin the team again. Together with Misugi, Tsubasa, and the golden generation of Japanese football, they would try to shake the world. And the main goal? Of course world cup! The biggest question is, is that really possible? -------------------------------------------------- Author note : I am writing this story after reading a lot of Blue Lock fanfiction. I love those stories, but I want to write something different. So, after thinking for a while, my head said, why not Captain Tsubasa? I set the plot in 2016, so you will find the characters competed against rea; players. Hope you will enjoy it! Thank you :)

Vous avez déjà eu un sentiment de vide ? Ce vide qui vous ronge constamment, ce vide qui vous dit que votre vie tourne en boucle incessamment alors que vous pourriez juste partir à l'aventure dans ce vaste monde rempli de mystères et de découvertes étonnantes, devenir QUELQU'UN dont les gens pourront parler sous forme de légende, CRÉER VOTRE propre histoire. Le besoin de combler ce vide d'existence... eh bien, un gamin de 15 ans l'a ressenti également, et son nom, j'espère que vous le retiendrez car il occupera sûrement vos pensées un bon moment après avoir lu cette histoire. Il s'agit de KAGEYANO SHINTARA, un jeune lycéen qui, au premier abord, paraît le plus banal possible, un simple protagoniste de shonen basique qui fait partie d'une autre histoire où le héros gagne toujours et où il y a un happy ending à la fin, vous me direz ? NON. Dans OZEGUIRO, il n'y a pas de censure. Ce gamin banal cherche à CRÉER SA PROPRE HISTOIRE. Il veut vivre selon ses propres principes, et ses principes vont l'amener à BÂTIR CETTE HISTOIRE EXCEPTIONNELLEMENT REMARQUABLE À LA FORCE DE SES POINGS et de sa volonté. BIENVENUE DANS OZEGUIRO, un monde où la frontière entre le héros et le monstre n'a jamais été aussi infime et où l'on se poserait presque la question : JUSQU'OÙ PEUT-ON ALLER POUR CRÉER SA PROPRE HISTOIRE sans devenir un monstre aux yeux des autres ?

[A Naruto Fan Fiction - Self-Insert OC] They say life gives you lemons. I got dropped into hell with ghost-white skin, eyes that scream 'target', and the potential for power that paints an even bigger one on my back. This world runs on blood, lies, and chakra. Child soldiers are the norm, peace is a prelude to the next massacre, and gods walk among mortals, ready to prune the timeline. My knowledge of the future is a flickering candle in a hurricane – useful, perhaps, but more likely to burn me alive. Survival isn't about friendship or ideals here. It's about control. Control of chakra, control of information, control of the monsters hiding inside and out. It's about becoming strong enough that even fate has to blink. Forget destiny. Forget heroes. This is about clawing tooth and nail through the wreckage of a preordained future, just to see another sunrise. This second life isn't a gift. It's a sentence. And I intend to survive it. What to Expect: [Calculated Progression]: Strength isn't given, it's seized. The MC leverages knowledge and desperation to climb from vulnerable child to formidable power, facing realistic setbacks and limitations. [Focused Narrative]: Follows the protagonist's perspective closely. The pace reflects the meticulous planning and gradual unfolding of events necessary for survival and manipulation. [Brutal Realism]: Combat is deadly, consequences are permanent. Explores the grim realities of the shinobi world – espionage, political maneuvering, psychological tolls, and the cheapness of life. [Altered World]:A different time-line from the original naruto. [Explored Mechanics]: Delves into the intricacies of chakra, Kekkei Genkai development, techniques and many others. Includes original concepts. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or its associated characters and settings. Original characters and plot deviations are my own creation. Interested in reading up to 17 chapters ahead? You can read more on P@treon: https://www.patreon.com/fragtastic

There is no justice. Only the justice you create decides the future

After Death Yami goes into the naruto world where only death and destruction await

un homme se réincarne en Diamond Joz dans One Piece mais pas à la bonne période! Que compte-il faire dans ce nouveau monde dangereux? I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

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?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

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!"