archie andrews fanfic

Jaune arc is transported by means of a force that wants him used as entertainment, dropped to our world and lost his memories, years later he is forced to return as a 19 year old freshmen college student. Now with his adopted parents thought dead but are alive, he searches the infinite omniverse to find them

Strange beasts and monsters... secret treasure hoards, undiscovered wealth, mystical places, unexplored frontiers. "The mysterious unknowns" ... there's magic in such words for those captivated by its spell. They are called "Hunters." ··· When archer Nakamura Akira died saving a child, he woke up in a new body. While confused about where and when he is, Akira retains all of his memories. Thrust into the world of Hunter x Hunter, Akira recognizes characters and settings from the manga. He noticed he becomes Pokkle, An underrated character who died having his brain played by an ant. At the Hunter Exam site, Akira befriends Gon and the other main character wishing to make some trusted friends in this life. He keeps his bizarre rebirth a secret while relying on Pokkle's physical abilities from his training. As the trials intensify, Akira uses his wits and archery skills but he notices that he possesses incredible talent. Plagued by the mystery of why he's been placed here, he searches for clues about Pokkle while determined to pass the exam. But will relying on his past life give him an advantage in this strange new world? And can he uncover why fate brought him to this reality? ··· I do not own HunterXHunter or any other characters that will be added to this fanfiction. The HunterXHunter was created and owned by Yoshihiro Togashi. This story is intended for entertainment purposes only.

Zero Marchodias came from Australia who lived in Japan for 10 years. He was an otaku. He was about to read the manga Highschool DxD when he was killed. And he was transmigrated from that world without nothing to know about that world.

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.

500 years ago, a great kingdom stood with its throne so powerful that men and demons across the world sought to seat upon it. But a curse stands in a way which makes the game slim.

jaune arc god of elves

Jaune Arc was betrayed by his so called friends after his transcripts into beacon academy exposed, during a mission to protect a village. Jaune died at the hands of the Grimm but the sheer hatred caused jaune to be reborn into royalty as Jaune Li Britannia, Knight of Two. Now Partnered with an Immortal Witch. Jaune will do what he set out to do and be a hero to the people

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—"