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You were so happy to finally be able to live alone only to find out that you are not as alone as you would like to be. Your deceased great aunt left you not only a house with spiders in every corner, but so much more that you can't seem to get rid of and which is becoming a greater danger.

"I don't want to marry Nii! I want to stay here, with you and Izuna nii, forever." Madara turned his head to meet her gaze. Soon he realized how close she was to him, her lips just inches away from his face. His gaze lingered on her delicate face. She had glowing skin, full lips, and a shapely nose. Her eyes sparkled in the golden light filtering in through the window, and Madara couldn't take his eyes away from her, he was completely entranced. "I will never let you go." ***** Princess Yuki was born to the Uchiha couple Tajima and Anko in an era where conflicts & battles arose between various nations, where several shinobi clans fought constantly in unending bitter wars. Shadowed by her prodigy brothers, the girl grew up sheltered. With her worth being measured on her beauty and bloodline, Yuki never felt she could change anything about this hateful world. Or so she thought. A story of trust, betrayal and Sin. ***** Please note:This fanfiction story may not be reproduced in any manner, without the express permission of the author. || I do not own the cover picture.|| I might as well just point out the topics that I have covered and hinted in the upcoming chapters, so that you all can know what you are getting into: ~Patriarchy ~Sexism ~Child marriage ~Incest ~Rape ~Victim blaming ~Virginity testing practices ~Arranged marriage & Dowry Depiction of these issues is a creative choice I've decided while writing. I hope you realize I've taken these liberties only because this is a fictional world—which allows me to explore, merge, break norms and worlds for the sake of my creativity. I'm not writing this to give a moral lesson/message or narrate social evils, or spread toxicity. Please, if you are below 13, do not read this fanfiction. ***** UPDATES every Wednesday and Sunday. ***** DISCLAIMER : Naruto and all characters of the Naruto series belongs to Masashi kishimoto. I'm simply recycling characters and transforming the work into a creative alternative universe of my own violation for no monetary gain,but for reading pleasure strictly. The only characters I own do not exist in the real Naruto series.

what if vannessa had work friends? what if sister location had anouther robot? what if there was a third Daycare attendent? How would things play out? lets find out!

So this girl's all like "yo I wanna die" and she goes and gets herself killed. And then she like, yo that security guard kinda cute. Then her friend dies. Then after that it just all goes downhill.

What happens to a soul when it reaches the end of its timeline? Religions talk about the afterlife or reincarnation. Science might say the soul just disappears. Some believe spirits wander the world, bodiless, doomed to drift for eternity. Well, I’ve seen all of that happen firsthand. But enough of the deep talk—you’re probably wondering who I am. You might know me as The Crying Child or C.C.—the name the news gave me. But my real name is Chris Afton. Just Chris is fine. Now, why am I telling you this? Simple. If you die under... let’s say, “less than ideal” circumstances—whether by accident (like me) or by murder (not naming names, Dad), there’s a chance you end up here. In a strange, chaotic realm known as Gensokyo. And let me tell you—this place is one hell of a ride. I should be moving on, right? Except I can’t. For some reason, Gensokyo thinks Cassidy and I were born here. So, we’re stuck. Limbo? Purgatory? Call it whatever you want. It’s mostly peaceful... kind of. Also, for some reason, we've aged. Now we're both 18, mentally and physically, despite me dying in the freakin’ 1980s. And Michael, if I ever get out of here, I don’t care if you’re in Heaven or Hell—I will drag you out myself just to yell at you. What kind of big brother thinks shoving my head into Golden Freddy’s mouth is a good prank?! Oh, and one last thing—why are all these girls attracted to me?! Cassidy, help! ---- MC: Chris Evan Afton Second MC: Cassidy Ship: Chris X Harem

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A soul trapped in his father's creation, spared from a fate where he was controlled by a long dead monster. Now he is a king in a place no living soul should remain after the lights go out. But tell someone not to do something and the more they want to do it. Now observe balance between protecting his new family and the desire to add to his hidden collection.

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Translator: JustSomeone_69 Author: DiamondoDosto Source: Fictionhunt, FNAF - El trabajo de guardia Mass layoffs, precise and measured staff cuts according to the bosses of many companies, always bring out the worst in people, especially if you are someone who ends up being fired in this famous staff cut. But nothing was lost for him. After almost two weeks of despair in not finding a permanent job and no longer earning much from small jobs, the solution to his life would change when he read in a newspaper. Credits to the respective creator of the characters Credits to the respective artist for making this type of version of the gender-bend of the characters. Additional tags: Yandere | Jealousy | Lustful Girls | Mental Degeneration | Reverse Rape? |

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.