harvey specter fanfic

My life has never been easy. Scrounging for food in the unforgiving streets. Knowing, being reminded every day, that I would amount to nothing in this world. I finally had enough and left that life behind me. I became a completely different person when I arrived at my destination. Here, it didn’t matter who your parents were or what type of person you were. Only power mattered. I loved it here, while the weak were crushed, the strong thrived, and I was determined to be the one thriving. I am the ghost that haunts your dreams, the flicker in the corner of your eye, the one standing behind you right now, cloaked in shadows. I am Yurei Kaneshiro, jonin of the Bloody Mist. ~~~~~ This is not going to be cannon, so if you see a mistake with the timeline or plot, just roll with it. I DO NOT OWN NARUTO!!! Just for anyone who thinks that, which should be nobody. ~~~~~ Please comment and vote, and enjoy!

in an era destenied for countless tragedies. in an era fated for suffering and pain. when even death would not be the end to the agony. in an era filled with fear and resentment. what would be the emergence of an extra demon?

These eyes are cursed, or so everyone says, to Harry they’re power, they’re vengeance, Join me in this epic tale of love, tragedy, and changing the world!

Hayama Akira was a boy who only wanted to live his life with his mom and dad forever. Akira manifested his quirk, a quirk that allowed him to create crystals from his body and manipulate it to his wishes. The family of three were happy, as Akira got his quirk. They went out to have dinner from one of the nearest restaurant. But, a tragedy struck the family. As soon as the three of them returned to their home, they were met with a man who started to babble about quirk and the absolute control over it. The same man killed Akira's parents and took Akira with him. But, when he understood Akira won't be any use to him, he left him to die. Years later, Akira had decided to join U.A, not to become a hero. No, he joined U.A to get clues about the man who killed his parents and hunt him down and take revenge. Even if the whole world called him a villain, he won't care. As he had lost the two most important people in his life right after he got his quirk. He will stop at nothing, he won't stop for anyone, until his goal is achieved he won't rest. This is his story, the story of Hayama Akira who had set out on the path of revenge, to eradicate the Demon King from the face of the Earth. This the story of the Crystal Hero: Shard.

Joining the competition shamelessly! The new book: https://www.webnovel.com/book/14263935705807805/Harry-The-Harem-Lord-1 The provisos book: System: Harry The Harem lord https://www.webnovel.com/book/12286043505200605/System%3A-Harry-The-Harem-lord

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.

"You should get up from where you fell down. Wifey, don't you want to hold your head high and show off in front of them in this life?" the man whispered close to the woman's ear, his tone full of temptation. "Are you really that kind?" The woman took a wary step back, completely unwilling to fall for it: "Those people aren't just anybody. Aren't they your dearest parents and siblings?" "Wifey, I am clear on who is close to me and who is distant. From now on, you and the children are the ones dearest to me." A pained look flashed in the man's eyes; it took him a lifetime and a painful price to finally understand—if he himself doesn't know how to fiercely protect his own wife and children, how can he expect others to hold them in any regard? This is actually a story where both the male and female leads are reborn, one after the other, and the male lead, after learning from his painful experience, ultimately undergoes a Cultivation to become a "loyal dog." With a spatial dimension and a superpower, see how Gu Nuan Nuan brings her mother along for a magnificent reversal in this life!

In a world overrun by demons and monsters, cultivators worship the Bizarre and Unspeakable as the Way of Heaven. If a mortal wishes to step onto the path of cultivation, they must gouge out their own eyes, sever their limbs, and destroy their Roots of Wisdom… Upon transmigrating into this world, Ren Qing discovered that through his Divine Ability, he was completely exempt from the horrific price of cultivation. And so, just like that, he casually embarked upon the path of cultivation…