annie walker and ryan mcquaid fanfic

[ADVANCE CHAPTERS ARE UPLOADED ON MY PATREON] Support: patreon.com/Narrator_San Lock, unexpectedly found himself transported into the world of Attack on Titan, reborn as the son of a retired noble councilor in Mitras, the royal capital within the Walls. Knowing the course of future events, he chose to head south and enlist in the 104th Cadet Corps, determined to avoid ever being strapped into Darius Zackly’s Artistic Torture Device. “May I have your name?” “Lock!” “Why did you come here?” “To restore the glory of our fathers—and to become the Hand of the King once more!” Reiner watched Lock running across the training field and said quietly to Annie beside him, “Let’s try to make contact. Even if he doesn’t know anything, he might still be useful in the future.”

Izuku Midoriya had always believed his Quirk was the cruelest joke fate could play. “Train,” they called it. But it didn’t build muscle. It didn’t awaken hidden strength. All it did was teach the neighborhood dogs a few tricks. While his classmates dreamed of glory, he was stuck with leashes and plastic bags. Until one day, the sky split open and a horned goddess in purple spandex descended right in the middle of the city: Mt. Lady. A ridiculous accident, an even more ridiculous landing—and suddenly Izuku uncovered the truth. His Quirk didn’t train animals… it trained human bodies. It enhanced, corrected, perfected. One touch, one spark of energy, and impossible curves came to life. A hormonal mistake led him to the greatest revelation of his existence: maybe he wasn’t born to be the strongest hero. But he was born to be… the secret trainer of the world’s most powerful heroines.

A young otaku who did not die naturally, was teleported to many worlds that laughed, cried, found love and hate. Along with his curse that he can not die, he looks for a place where he can call home and form what he has sought in many worlds, a homely place. [This fan-fiction will contain an MC OP, along with different powers of its multidimensional journey. like One piece, Seirei tsukai no blade dance, among others.] [This is my first novel, my English is not my main language, which is Spanish, but you have to try it, right?] [This novel is made with the sole purpose of having fun, reading and resting from what surrounds us.] [I do not own any novel like: One Piece-seirei tsukai no blade dance, Highschool Dxd among others.]

My name is Ryan, and my father is the Homelander. I also have an "Evil Plundering System" - as long as you kill the opponent, you can get everything from him! The Translucent, Starlight, the Deep... I accept your power. The entire multiverse of The Boys, Marvel, and DC will be dominated by me. They called me a monster, they called me a devil, they called me the ultimate terror that ever walked the earth! "Your heart is racing, Father. Are you scared of me?"

Izuku Midoriya had always believed his Quirk was the cruelest joke fate could play. “Train,” they called it. But it didn’t build muscle. It didn’t awaken hidden strength. All it did was teach the neighborhood dogs a few tricks. While his classmates dreamed of glory, he was stuck with leashes and plastic bags. Until one day, the sky split open and a horned goddess in purple spandex descended right in the middle of the city: Mt. Lady. A ridiculous accident, an even more ridiculous landing—and suddenly Izuku uncovered the truth. His Quirk didn’t train animals… it trained human bodies. It enhanced, corrected, perfected. One touch, one spark of energy, and impossible curves came to life. A hormonal mistake led him to the greatest revelation of his existence: maybe he wasn’t born to be the strongest hero. But he was born to be… the secret trainer of the world’s most powerful heroines. patreon.com/ItsDevil

máximo awakened in a room full of white... (nobody of the characters it belongs to me) 4/per week English it's not My first language so keep warning. .................. for support. https://www.paypal.me/myho642

ninguno de los personajes obviamente me pertenecen simplemente escribo está segunda novela también para pasar el tiempo en la cuarentena. _ _ _ Allen Walker se despierta y ve primero su brazo para asegurarse de que esté ahí y lo que ve........ para apoyarme si quieres. https://www.paypal.me/myho642

Dungeon Nexus: Rise of the Silent Walker When Kang Jiho, an ordinary office worker, stumbles into a dungeon, he’s chosen by a mysterious system to become a Nexus Walker, someone capable of bending the very rules of dungeons. In a world where Hunters dominate the fight against these deadly Gates, Jiho hides his unique powers, silently growing stronger by exploiting the dungeons' secrets. As he collects fragments of the Nexus Core, Jiho uncovers the truth behind the dungeons’ origins—an ancient, world-altering force tied to his abilities. But with rogue Hunters, rival guilds, and unstoppable dungeon Guardians closing in, Jiho must navigate a dangerous web of power, mystery, and survival. In this game of shadows, the strongest don’t always shine the brightest.

Middle-aged economic analyst Alfred Hatfield was a nobody at Langley until a transmigrated soul and the Ghost Protocol Intelligence System turned him into the CIA’s most dangerous "Irregular Asset." Instead of flashy HUDs, Alfred navigates the world through intuitive nudges and a cold Operational Readiness Matrix that tracks his survival odds in real-time. Dropped into the pre-Season 1 Jack Ryan timeline, Alfred must use his meta-knowledge to intercept high-value targets like Suleiman before the first bomb drops. Currently stationed in Caracas, he's hunting a professional assassin named Schenkel, armed only with a borrowed camera and a system that pulses whenever he nears a "Dead Drop" containing fragmented original protocols. He has forty-eight hours to save a Senator, or the timeline collapses into a grieving mess he can't fix.

Twilight fanfic, none of the characters from the movies or book belong to me, only the original ones I created. Kael is an 19-year-old boy who has lived with his curse for over 4,000 years, searching only for peace and a purpose for his eternal life. The pain is never forgotten, we just learn to live with it.