regency fanfiction

Hendrik died without glory, thinking he’d finally get some rest. Instead, he woke up in another body—only to have his second childhood taken from him What could’ve been a better future turned into training designed to break anyone. They suppressed him, rewired him, and shaped him into a weapon. Half the things a human can feel were stripped from him. The other half he lost through pain and missions. The only thing they left him was hatred—and that’s what kept him sane. He knew who he should’ve hated: the State that turned him into a nameless Ghost. But he chose to hate more the people who could’ve saved him and didn’t: his parents. Vengeance needs allies, even rotten ones. His was Arcturus Mengsk, tyrant of the Terran Dominion. Hendrik became his shadow, his knife, the one who made names disappear from the list. Until he learned the Emperor died by the hand of his own son. And he—the “perfect tool”—could do nothing. His last act of loyalty was trying to depose the murderer. He failed. He escaped the hell that was the Dominion’s civil war… only to end up somewhere even worse, dragging with him whatever remained of the people still loyal to him. There’s still one name left on his list— and until it’s crossed out in blood, he won’t stop.

Good girls don't go snooping where they don't belong. But Lady Delia Scarborough never claimed to be a good girl. Lady Delia Scarborough wants her sister back from the grave. Since that can't happen, she'll settle for the next best thing... Making sure her sister's murderer does not go free. Lady Delia's happy to play the part of maid as long as it gets her inside the home of Kieran Dearborne, Duke of Cowanfield. He may be able to fool his young daughter into thinking he's innocent, but he can't fool Delia. She knows a murderer when she sees one. But the attraction that blossoms between them throws her plans into chaos. The more Delia gets to know the Duke, the more she thinks his innocence is no act. But every clue she uncovers points to him, and he acts strangely whenever she's around. Delia will do anything to avenge her sister's death, but that means putting her own life in peril. Can the duke's love pull Delia back from the brink of danger? Or was her fate sealed the moment she stepped into the Duke's home?

A young man who wants to enter the ua to prove that his quirk is not an obstacle to become a hero, what will he do when he gets involved in the problems of class 1-A students This is my first work i hope you correct me if do something wrong, I'm currently writing this fanfic to gain experience Be reminded English is not my first language im just using Google to translate so i hope you understand that my grammar is not perfect thank you !!! I do not own My hero academia beside oc

Komachi Hikigaya arrive au lycée Sōbu avec un avantage encombrant : elle connaît déjà les couloirs, les rumeurs, les senpai, et l’ombre laissée par son frère. Mais entrer dans un monde qui semble déjà avoir eu son histoire ne signifie pas qu’on y trouve tout de suite sa place. Entre l’héritage du Club des Volontaires, l’attention trop précise d’Iroha Isshiki, la présence calme de Ren Kisaragi et les gestes silencieux de Hachiman, Komachi apprend peu à peu que les liens les plus importants ne se déclarent pas toujours. Parfois, ils se remarquent dans une absence, une attente, une porte ouverte avant quelqu’un d’autre.

An Umamusume looks for a fresh start in Japan. Her fresh start, however, would be more than she would ever expect.

NBA: No Regrets This Time is a raw, unflinching story of obsession, redemption, and the terrifying cost of rewriting your own destiny. For readers who want their sports fiction dark, adult, and brutally honest — this is what happens when a man who already failed at everything that mattered gets one last shot at glory. No more almosts. No more what-ifs. Just buckets… and the price that comes with them. At 32, Jake Harlan is finished. Divorced, dead-eyed from another soul-crushing day at a Seattle tech firm, he spends his nights lost in a VR basketball sim, replaying every mistake he ever made on the court — every shot he didn’t take, every practice he skipped, every dream he let die. Then the screen flashes white. He wakes up in 2015 as his 17-year-old self — same body, same messy hair, but with something impossible burning in his veins: a Basketball God System that tracks every stat, awards brutal badges, and hands out daily quests with real consequences. His mission is brutally clear: reach the NBA and become the greatest point guard who ever lived. This time there are no second chances to waste. No more “I’ll start tomorrow.” Jake attacks the game with the cold, hungry precision of a man who has already lived the alternative — the quiet death of settling. He dominates high school, tears through the G League, and crashes into the NBA as an undrafted rookie for a broken New York Knicks franchise that hasn’t mattered in years. But the league doesn’t care about second chances. The grind is merciless. The injuries are real. The rivalries with stars like Harden, Howard, and a rising Giannis are vicious. And the ghosts of the life he abandoned — the girlfriend he ghosted, the scholarship he blew, the man he became — refuse to stay buried.

The protagonist woke up one day as one of Marvel's strongest anti-hero. Follow our protagonist as he raises his army of personalities. I am a newbie author and this is just written to give me an idea on how to write Fiction and Stories.

As Gregor returns to the Underland, he runs into strange new Prophecies, Friends, and Enemies. The Prophecy of Night has begun. Gregor must go on a quest - to find a long-lost monster. Only one twist : The Monster has killed anyone that had seen it. Getting captured, separated, and wounded, will Gregor and his friends survive? Or will some of them disappear - never to be seen again.

El ultimo descendiente de un héroe olvidado, se embarca en una aventura para acabar lo que su predecesor no pudo y proteger a la humanidad.

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?"