female quicksilver fanfiction

In a world where Hero and Villains has Quirks. Unfortunately I don't have that But,I have speed. And in that world every second matters, being the fastest may be the most dangerous power of all.

A guy dies by truck-kun and got 3 wishes by god. Simple right? What if he's known as the fastest man not the flash but the fastest man alive.

Was dropped as a result of the main character being too powerful. I wrote so many chapters trying to lengthen the story past 10 chapters but they didn’t make sense since my character could end anything instantly and could get anything without effort. Sorry folks! A man died as a result of a global terrorist cell trying to making themselves known. As he watched from his soul at what the terrorists did after with his body, he decided that the next time he lives he will be so fast that he can see bullets in slow motion and change where they hit. He wasn’t expecting to reincarnate and get that ability he coveted in a shinobi world.

En lo que se suponía que sería una tarde llena de muerte, destrucción y salvación. Pietro Maximoff en lugar de seguir el destino de su muerte, adquiere poderes y habilidades que no deberían existir en ese universo. El cuerpo de un Kryptoniano mutado por su superpoder de super velocidad. --------- Ésta novela está dentro del multiverso de "Saiyajin in MCU" también escrita por mí.

This story is about a Quirrell who survived that night at the end of Harry's first year at Hogwarts. He not only survived though, he is given a second chance to truly live the way he wants. Follow along a Quirrell who has to go back to school, and not as a teacher anymore. Not OP, but he will know a lot due to his stint with Voldemort. Don't own the Harry Potter world, don't own the picture.

"Is there something you want?" He rasps out, with slight irritation from no response. I feel my heart start racing against my chest, as he continues staring so intensely at me. His body towering over mine, making me feel incredibly small compared to him. "N-No, I'm sorry!" I manage to say, before my feet start pounding down on the pavement of the sidewalk in the opposite direction. Not even glancing back as I run away from the situation. . . . Read more to find out what happens next ;) Cute short story about two shy kids.

Atenção⚠️⚠️ Oque está escrito nessa “fanfic” não é de minha autoria, peguei no Google e alguns outros sites. foi feita inteiramente com a intenção de informar os leitores sobre um pouco da cultura dos Quileutes.

He Quirk less, that's pretty much it, hes not gonna have an easy time or life, just one really long and hellish training system.

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—"

She crashed her cheating fiancé's wedding in mourning attire and walked out with a marriage certificate from the most dangerous man in the city. Sparkle Gold thought she had it all: a booming agency, a loving fiancé, and a rising-star cousin she raised with her own hands. Then she woke up in a car speeding toward the ocean and overheard the two people she trusted most plotting her death. She survived. She kept the evidence. And she showed up at their wedding to reveal the truth! What she didn't expect? The owner of the Sanctus—cold, ruthless billionaire Evan Saint—dragging her straight to the marriage bureau. "You wrecked my banquet hall. Consider this your payment plan." Now publicly married to a man she once chased ten years ago, Sparkle has a new mission: destroy the people who stole her company, reclaim her place in the entertainment industry, and win Best Actress. --- He married her for leverage. She stayed for revenge. Neither expected to fall.