cal and mare fanfiction

Cullen Reagan drove into Easttown township in an unmarked Crown Vic on a six-month interagency cold-case loan from Montgomery County, and by the time he reached the Forest Diner and ordered eggs-and-rye, the town had already started keeping a ledger on him. The Grief Ledger is not supernatural in any way the Easttown police department would recognize: it is a heightened capacity for reading what communities are suppressing, cross-referenced with the case file, and running continuously in the background of every conversation Cullen has with anyone inside the township line.

Para sa mga taong nagmahal ng totoo pero niloko. Para sa mga taong sobrang mapagbigay at wala nang itinira sa sarili. Para sa mga taong takot nang umibig, masaktan at sumubok ulit. Para sa mga bitter sa true love. Para sa mga taong hindi naniniwalang deserve nilang sumaya. Gusto ko lang sabihin na, meron at merong isang tao na matiyagang maghihintay sa paghilom mo, at hindi magsasawang iparamdam sa'yo na 'You are worth it'. Huwag kang hard sa sarili mo, kasi kamahal-mahal ka. Lahat tayo, deserve nating sumaya. Tiwala lang, dahil parating na ang happiness mo. O baka nga, dumating na siya? Who knows, nasa tabi mo na pala? At ang istoryang ito? Kwento mo na pala.

"I didn't ask to be the villain in a historical tragedy. But if I’m holding the deck, I’m playing to win." In 2026, he was a man of code, logic, and data. But when a freak accident sends him back to 1912, he wakes up in the body of Caledon Hockley—the most hated fiancé in cinematic history. He’s on the Titanic. The "Heart of the Ocean" is in his safe, an iceberg is on the horizon, and a seventeen-year-old Rose is about to run to the stern to meet her "destiny." In the original story, Cal loses his girl, his pride, and eventually his life. But this Cal has 114 years of hindsight. He doesn't want a "distressed bird" for a wife, and he certainly doesn't plan on chasing a diamond into a freezing abyss. While Jack and Rose prepare for a "grand romance" that leads to a watery grave, the new Cal is busy: • Bribing the crew for a private exit. • Liquidating his assets before the Great Depression hits. • Finding a real partner in Alice Vance—a woman who prefers industrial blueprints to charcoal sketches. History says the ship is unsinkable. Logic says otherwise. Jack can have the girl; Cal is taking the future. Disclaimer:- I do not own the characters or specific plot elements from James Cameron's titanic(1997). This story is for entertainment purposes only and is not intended for commercial gain.

I tought I was destined to live out my second life as nothing but a pile of code and graphics with no free will, when the twelfth year arrived I was surprised when instead of being deleted I was met with a New World, it would have been nicer if my guild and sister had come along with me. Mare Bello Fiore Self Insert. Eventual Multiverse.

Log 532: Location: Melidion Isles ----------------------------- "...This thing on?... Alright, hey. James here... again. Its the Five hundredth and thirty-second day stranded in this damn Madhouse of Swords and Sex. Yesterday one of those fuckers almost got me, damn Order... Although, I couldn't shake the feeling I'm being watched. ...Maybe I'm just being paranoi-" *Snap!* "Oh James~" A seductive voice called out from the treeline. "...Oh shit." ----------------------------- A world of Swords, Magic, and Mamono will soon encounter a man wronged by its very own authority, Enter, James Hallworth. Best damn Mercenary this side of Melidion.

When a modern Englishman dies in a car crash and finds himself in asoiaf, he gets the shock of his life. Forced into an impossible situation, he's armed with only his wits and knowledge of things to come. Will he fall into despair or forge his own destiny? A self-insert fanfiction. Chaps every day and a Bonus Every 100 Stones This story was made by LuciusOctivus you can find him at https://www.fanfiction.net/u/9306830/LuciusOctivus I'm just reposting with his permission

Com certas circunstâncias sendo repetidas momentos depois de um vislumbre de seu Semblance, um evento importante acontece muito mais cedo que o esperado. Dessa forma, Jaune Arc é apresentado a diversas oportunidades para seu crescimento. Juntamente com diversos desafios próprios para ele e sua equipe.

It was a Sunday evening after I just got done from going to the store buying groceries. When I saw an owl passing by with a letter on its beak. I though it was really interesting. I wonder who the letter is for. Maybe an important figure? But soon I have my answer when I actually came home and saw an owl waiting for me in my bedroom window.

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."