meghan mccarthy fanfic

I found myself in the body of a little explosion-loving girl. It's a little strange to find yourself in a girl's form, especially if you've always been a man. And the owner of the body herself is still there, sitting somewhere in her head and resenting one alien. What to do? Enjoy a new, albeit strange, life? Or do the right thing, and try to return control of the girl?

Love is nothing but a victory march that does not end with death but with words. but my love ended with bloodshed and backstabbers, it was something I couldn't prevent from happening. But in the end I found happiness

In a whole new universe, things are not what we used to, this is the story of Ava Sennilia El. This story will be about how she becomes Earth's newest Supergirl. (Also this series is rated M for mature: Sexual theme Adult language Death) (Also, if ya'll think I should create a Patreon page please let me know, in the comments. This story will have erotic scenes but in a decent way, however, if ya'll think I should create a Patreon page I will do two more versions of this story: The clean version and the pornographic version, The pornographic one will be on Patreon, and I will do the same with my Batgirl story and my Joker story. Also, I hope you enjoy the stories :) ) I'm not feeling confident in my writing, and now I'm in depressed mode again, so there's no telling when I come back to writing this story.

Transmigrated into Rick and Morty as rick, he lives for himself. C-137 : were is your Diane MC: Who? "..."

This is story about a omega named " Lee Jungke " she is the most successful business women but her love life is not so successful but her life changes when she meets her mates after 9 years " Kim Jimin "

World against mutants, Carson being one of them what is he going to do and what possibly can go wrong? Not my Cover art I’ll put there name when I find it :)

100% American boy goes to Korea to fulfill his late grandmother wish and in the process change Korea.

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?"

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!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.