sookie stackhouse fanfiction

Jason Stackhouse's body woke up in Bon Temps with someone else inside it — someone who knew the show, knew every death coming, and inherited a 10,000-year-old supernatural treaty along with Jason's reputation for beautiful, reckless failure. The Concordance of Blood is not a power. It is a job. Seven Suits, one per species, each one opened through blood or vow or sacrifice — each one belonging somewhere he never asked to belong. Bon Temps wanted Jason to finally grow up, and the performance is convincing enough that no one questions it. No one except Tara, who refused to believe the comfortable version. The treaty does not care about his survival. It cares about balance. In a town where vampires are mainstreaming and something older than the vampire-fae war is harvesting grief from witnessed deaths, neutrality might be the most dangerous stance of all.

joon is a werewolf, waiting for his mate. his brother jimin never wants a mate. jin and yoongi were thrown out of their clan and looking for a new home. hope knows more about omegas than his best friend. its funny and sexy. have fun!

Boruto and Sarada having their whole planet be destroyed, they were transported into another world. This world is the Dragon Ball universe, right when Goku is 18 years old. Boruto and Sarada tries to bring their world back, however it would seem that there world can never be restored. Read as Boruto and Sarada decide to settle in to the DB world, creating a family, and fighting against people who threatened the world. - *Also don’t take this seriously* If you’re expecting this to be good, then don’t cause I’m just gonna rush this a lot, and somethings might not make sense. Anyways I’m just writing this fic cause I’m trying to mess around.

Woman scarred from life discovers self love and healing

song book

Short Disclaimer; This is reminiscent of the For Honor community, Black Prior or Vortiger, character. By no right do I own this specific character. I am simply using the character as a educational/recreational experience in what I believe Vortigers' love interest is. SYNOPSIS; Vortiger, the wandering knight. A wandering soul, betrayed and beaten. He served under various war lords, seeing battle across the Northern and Eastern lands. He fights trouble and no-good people, fighting in battles which he has no say or action in. Fighting out of what he thinks is right, unlike the Warden or Lawbringer, he holds two things dear to his heart. Chivalry and Honor. He isn't like the other "chivalrous ones", by fair he isn't no heretic to the throne of Ashfield. Fighting and striving to last at least to the end of his life, or met by the kings sword.

A young man from earth with the least tragic life gets the option of reincarnating into the naruto choosing wishes.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."