zevran male warden slash fanfiction

On the vast plains of the mystical Douluo Continent, a determined and enigmatic young man embarks on a remarkable journey. Armed with the extraordinary knowledge of the plot and power of the swordsman system, he seeks to perfect the art of the ultimate drawing sword technique — a weapon of unparalleled might that holds the potential to reshape the fate of the world. Follow the journey of a Lone Swordsman at Worlds Edge. *Disclaimer* Other than translation, everything belongs to the original creator. If the original creator wants to take it down, pls leave a review below. Just found the CNnovel and translated it here to increase my vocabulary, and English and to earn some coffee change. If you have some extra pocket money, Support me on Patreon: www.patreon.com/Mad_verse. Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/mad_verse This is where I read it- Qidian. so you can support the original author on a Chinese site. 斗罗第一刀 Author: Liu_Shui_Wu_Qing_FD

In 2003, the NBA was entering a new age. Michael Jordan had just walked away for the final time. LeBron James had just arrived. Carmelo Anthony was carrying Syracuse hype into the league. Kobe and Shaq were heading toward a collapse. The Spurs were building a dynasty. And in Portland, the most chaotic team in basketball was still known by one infamous name: The Jail Blazers. The reincarnated Lucas Liu enters the league with memories of the future, a sharp tongue, and a strange system that rewards him for breaking opponents mentally before correcting them on the court. Trash talk becomes currency and becomes fuel for his growth. Every insult, every rivalry, every humiliation pushes him closer to greatness. They thought Portland needed saving. Lucas had a different idea. He would turn the Jail Blazers into his prison yard. He would turn every opponent into an inmate. And by the time the league understood what he was, it was already too late. The Warden had arrived. ------------------------------------------- NBA Translation! Not AI slop! Uploading 2 chapters/day Power Stone Goals = Bonus Chapters!

Thrown into the world of Bleach and locked inside Hell itself, Naraku awakens a “Justice System”: suppress a sinner, gain a reward. In a universe built on original sin—Soul Reapers who are butchers, nobles who mutilated the Soul King, Hollows who devour each other—what does true justice look like?

A Warden in Westeros Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire / Game of Thrones Synopsis: After falling asleep while playing For Honor, a man awakens to find himself no longer in his world. He has been cast ashore in Westeros, but not as himself. His body, his skills, and his gear are now those of his in-game character, transformed by the legendary Warden avatar. Equipped with his finest armor and sword yet utterly alone in a land of brutal politics and ancient feuds, his only goal is to live a quiet life and survive. Author's Note: This story is a polished version of the original fanfiction Game Of Thrones: A Knight's Tale by Kagetanehiruko. My goal is to refine the grammar and prose while faithfully preserving the original plot, characters, and vision. All credit for the original story, its world, and its characters belongs to Kagetanehiruko. Please Read Before Proceeding: Content & Style: This rewrite maintains the original plot and story progression exactly. No new scenes have been added. It was done for my personal satisfaction, and I am sharing it purely for others who might prefer a more polished reading experience. If you are looking for new content, this is not the story for you. Mature Content Handling: The original story contains mature themes and NSFW/"lemon" scenes. In this version, while these events are acknowledged as happening within the plot, the explicit writing is avoided. The narrative will tactfully "fade to black". You have been warned. Respectful Engagement: Please do not write negative comments or reviews regarding the nature of this rewrite. Feedback on the polishing itself is welcome, but complaints about the lack of new content or the handling of mature scenes are not. Such comments will be removed. Copyright & Respect: This is a non-profit fanwork. A Song of Ice and Fire and Game of Thrones are the property of George R.R. Martin. For Honor is the property of Ubisoft. This is posted with respect for the original author, and should Kagetanehiruko request its removal, it will be taken down immediately. Cover Art sourced from Pinterest — Night_Sword

A world where all myth clash. Three great factions vying for supremacy. A multitude of power eyeing them from the shadow. In this world, à child was born. One so rare that his kind was basically unseen. Bestowed with a name synonymous with death, known as the uncrowned king of the church, what kind of storm will this child bring? Follow our hero as he visits the world and brings change to the society. Disclaimer: The DxD franchise does not belong to me. I am just a fan trying to bring an alternative story to a novel I like. The cover picture doesn't belong to me either. Note: This story will be mainly in the Slashdog part which is part of the DxD universe but set 4 four years prior to the event of DxD. Also, DxD is a light novel with 25 volumes + side volumes and a sequel with already 3 volumes called Shin Highschool DxD. Only the first ten volumes and some side stories have been adapted in Anime. As such many terms and characters, I use may be unknown. But don't worry I will do my best so that everyone can follow. NOTE 2: I AM currently writing another fanfic called THE TRIALS: PATH TOWARD GODHOOD. Try it. The mc is different in personality but I hope you'll like it nonetheless.

I reborn as Toji's twin with the Zoro legacy. «Beyond the nine mountains, the eight seas, and this earthly realm, gathering a thousand kingdoms as "The Lesser Thousand Kingdoms," then gathering a thousand of these kingdoms and a thousand more, There is nothing I cannot cut.» JJK, One Piece, and all their characters belong solely to Eiichiro Oda and Gege Akutami I am a newbie author and English are not my innate language so you have been warned.

"If—and I’m just saying if—every minor mob you killed in a game was actually a real human life, would you still enjoy the hack-and-slash experience?" "What a load of trash. Imagine getting all sentimental over a video game." "If that day ever actually comes, I’ll be the first to take the Blue Pill, transmigrate to the OP's house, and slap him across the face." "Gotta go, someone's at the door to check the water meter. Give me two minutes." ... Kaito had transmigrated. He had a beautiful boss named Bronya, a chubby older sister at home, and a job as a world-building designer. Life was blissful and full. But just because I play a hack-and-slash game, you’re going to tell me I’m guilty of "heinous crimes"? Kaito pointed at his sister: "Ugh, you keep saying that the mobs I'm mowing down are ordinary people? Fine then—why don't you transform into the Herrscher of Origin right now and prove it to me!" "Go on, transform!" in case you want to support me (special benefits) p4treon.com/talkfictome (+extra Chapters)

Paxton transmigrated into a Lieutenant Commander assigned to a frontier sector nobody at Starfleet HQ wanted to manage: six governors with conflicting interests, a supply chain that breaks every three weeks, and Wolf 359 survivors who still need somewhere real to land. He has a municipal project manager's instincts and the foreknowledge of every TNG crisis sorted by impact radius. Supply Chain Link tracks every deficit across six colony worlds. Expansion Log records permanent consequences in a sector where the reset button does not exist. Territory Panel maps his growing web of governors and refugees. He is not building a military asset. He is building infrastructure that outlasts what the Enterprise handles dramatically, because the Borg are coming whether the colonies are governed or not. Picard has noticed his reports are unusually thorough. Ogawa noticed before Picard did.

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!"

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?"