abby and eric santa clarita diet fanfic

A young man is sent across the multiverse at the whims of a Random Omnipotent Being, with his cheat power being his own copy of SCP-4001, Alexandria Eternal, an extradimensional library that is a veritable Akashic Record. Except, there's a catch. The library is completely empty and the mc has to fill it himself! And he is pissed! Watch as he wrecks the worlds he visits and challenges all notions of protagonist-dom. First world is My Hero Academia. Support me on patr-eon for future extra chapters for all my fics! .https://www.patreon.com/goldenfingers #ruthlessmc #manipulativemc #cunningmc #evilmc #chessmaster #mastermind and most importantly, #noharem

Eric is a man from our world. Eric dies in a car accident and is transported to a waiting room. The R.O.B. (random omnipotent being) gives him three wishes and sends him on his way. I hope you all enjoy this AU (alternate universe) of Star Wars.

Synopsis: I was in the middle of watching a christmas marathon when BAM.. sleigh through the wall and nothing, but darkness… Wait… is that a light and why am I hearing “here comes santa claus”? Waking up confused and dazed, our MC finds himself in the body of Scot Calvin, looks like Tim Allen, looking at what appears to be Santa falling off the roof, but somethings off, his new memories show that certain fictional characters exist in this world. Like… Captain America!?! Did Santa just fall off my roof? And is this the marvel universe? Join our MC on his journey to be the ultimate Santa in the marvel universe. Disclaimer: I own nothing. All characters, places, and events are works of fiction and belong to others. Also this Santa, my own creation, will have different powers to Marvel Comics Santa Claus or any other fictional Santa Clauses. This is my first fanfiction story ever. Have a Merry Christmas Everyone! Image created on Openart.ai

I never really believed in transmigrations, just something to read to pass the time. That was until I woke up in the body of Michael De Santa, one of the protagonists of Grand Theft Auto V, six years before the Story Mode began. This is the story of how I took over San Andreas with the help of my system and rose to the top. ----------------------- I am no professional author, nor is English my first language, so please don't expect an intricately written plot line and mind-shatteringly perfect characters. I'm only writing this to improve my writing and English. I love GTA V. I've been playing it for almost 3 years now, but I cannot promise a perfect portrayal of its character, especially Lamar and Trevor. I might also forget some details from the game. Again, I am only an amateur writer. Also! Please don't forget to read the tags so you know what you're getting yourself into. The Harem tag is not permanent by the way. Depending on how to story progresses, it might get removed at some point. I only put it in just in case. Anyways! I hope you enjoy reading!

Grand Theft Auto 5, but as JIMMY

Rémy was never the type to go looking for trouble. Wake up, work, randomly pick a series during snack time, and repeat. Bad luck, however, turned into a parasite that took a real liking to him. On the verge of being devoured by a curse, he awakens an invocation system that, for a moment, he thought would save his life and shower him with all kinds of riches, beautiful girls, and endless luxuries. Until… “Eric, do something, you buttface!” “Oguri-cap, did you eat the whole pantry?” “We gotta cook, Mr. White.” With an army that kept growing and getting weirder by the day, Rémy finally understood that power always comes with a very high price…

Eric fue secuestrado y mantenido cautivó en su nueva vida y un día se dió cuenta que eso no era lo peor que le podía pasar cuando miro quien había llegado a ese laboratorio.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

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."