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*Mature content warning* Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin fanfiction. A very talented new female soldier has joined the Survey Corps, but she still remains a mystery. She conceals her identity as best she can, however, her secrets will come out eventually. How will her fellow scouts react when they learn about her past? With a rough past to deal with, can she handle dealing with everything, especially when her superiors take an interest in her and feelings get involved? (Y/n/n) - your nickname (Y/n) - Your name (L/n) - Last name (H/c) - Hair colour (H/l) - Hair length (E/c) - Eye colour Author's note: There are some original characters for the sake of the story, but, as always, any AOT characters are owned by the amazing Hajime Isayama. Hope you enjoy the fan fiction! It does contain mature subject mater, so be aware of that. Another fair warning, there will be lemon chapters as the story progresses, but they will be labeled if you would like to skip them.

This story is not going to be exactly like the anime it will follow the anime but it will be different. Mina was reincarnated into AOT one of her favorite animes as a childhood friend to Eren, Mikasa, and Armin. But her family has a secret that she doesn't know is that she is born to a special family. There are nine great titans known to a select few but to the people that lurk in the shadows there are 10. Mina is the daughter of the 10th great titans that rivals the founding titan or maybe stronger. The day of when her world is changed how will she use this power of hers when it is awakened?.

This is my own story about Lumine and Kody. It starts out when Lumine hears a sound resonating through the hallway. It actually turns out it was Kody playing the piano in his living room.

In the New York underworld, it was an open secret that I was Vincent Russo’s wife in name only. We had a marriage certificate, but none of the intimacy that was supposed to come with it. For three years, the women in his bed were a revolving door. The tabloids were filled with photos of him carousing in Las Vegas with a parade of different women. The next day, those photos would be the talk of every high-society luncheon. He never cared about my dignity, convinced I had stolen the place beside him from the woman he truly loved. The Russo family pitied me, whispering that I was just an unfortunate substitute, a pawn in a marriage alliance. I never defended myself, only smiling as I covered up his every scandal, playing the part of the perfect Mrs. Russo. They didn't know I had signed a secret contract with his father, Don Antonio. If I could just endure these three years, my massive debt would be wiped clean, and the man I loved would finally get the life-saving treatment he needed.

Dans le monde souterrain de New York, c'était un secret de polichinelle que j'étais l'épouse de Vincent Russo uniquement sur le papier. Nous avions un certificat de mariage, mais aucune de l'intimité qui était censée l'accompagner. Pendant trois ans, les femmes dans son lit se succédaient sans cesse. Les tabloïds regorgeaient de photos de lui faisant la fête à Las Vegas avec un défilé de différentes femmes. Le lendemain, ces photos faisaient les commérages de tous les déjeuners mondains. Il ne s'est jamais soucié de ma dignité, convaincu que j'avais volé la place à ses côtés à la femme qu'il aimait vraiment. La famille Russo me prenait en pitié, murmurant que j'étais juste une malheureuse remplaçante, un pion dans une alliance matrimoniale. Je ne me suis jamais défendue, me contentant de sourire tout en dissimulant chacun de ses scandales, jouant le rôle de la parfaite Madame Russo. Ils ne savaient pas que j'avais signé un contrat secret avec son père, Don Antonio. Si je pouvais simplement endurer ces trois années, mon énorme dette serait effacée, et l'homme que j'aimais obtiendrait enfin le traitement vital dont il avait besoin.

My engagement was supposed to be my happily ever after… until he humiliated me in front of everyone. Betrayed and abandoned, I never expected a cold, mysterious billionaire to enter my life—and buy me as if I were just another deal. Now I’m trapped in a contract with him, forced to play the part of his perfect partner. But the more I resist, the more he wants me… Can I survive this game of power, passion, and revenge, or will I lose everything to the billionaire who ruined my engagement?

The ambush came when I was eight months pregnant. In the chaos of gunfire and screeching tires, I went into premature labor. And through the searing agony, a miracle—or a curse—happened. My hearing returned. Outside the operating room, my husband, Julian Valachi—Don of the Valachi family—was speaking with our doctor just outside the door. "Don Valachi, the baby is fully formed and stable. We should be able to save him—" Julian Valachi cut him off. "No. This baby dies. An 'accident.' She can have another. This is the only way she'll ever truly believe Nico is hers." I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my body to lie still. He thought his deception was seamless. He was wrong. I heard everything. Fine. If he wanted to direct this play, I would see it through to its bitter end.

I am a Soul Healer, born of the rarest bloodline in the Blackwood Pack. My mate, Kaelen, is the Alpha of the Pack. I had just given birth to our daughter, Lyra, and was basking in the quiet joy of new motherhood. But Kaelen summoned me back with a chilling urgency. A pup in the pack had been born without a wolf. He wanted me to perform a forbidden transplant ceremony. The ceremony began. The sacrificed wolf hovered in the air, pulsing with the purest lunar power. A sharp pain suddenly pierced my heart, and a strange, hollow sense of loss washed over me. But I did my duty. I saved the pup. Then, I heard his voice from the next room. "You sacrificed Lyra for Seraphina's son," his Beta whispered, horrified. "Her wolf was crying for you, Kaelen. You killed your own daughter." My mate laughed. A sound like ice cracking. "That pup only existed to give Finnian a wolf." "Why else would I have ever let Elara conceive my pup?" "It was Lyra's honor to die for her brother." I froze on the spot, my mind a complete blank. The wolf I’d just sacrifice...that was my daughter, Lyra?

When the System descended and turned Earth into a dungeon-crawling death game, most people got combat classes—Warrior, Mage, Rogue. Takeshi got something different: Corporate Drone. While others gained flashy skills and legendary weapons, he received a briefcase, a tie that never wrinkles, and abilities like [Overtime Exploitation] and [Meeting Scheduler]. His employer? The Black Company, a ruthless interdimensional corporation that treats dungeon diving like just another day at the office, complete with quotas, performance reviews, and mandatory unpaid overtime in monster-infested hellscapes. But Takeshi isn't complaining. In his old life, he survived Japan's most brutal work culture, mastering the art of endurance, efficiency, and turning corporate BS into actual results. Now, those same skills that made him a salaryman legend are his path to power. Every monster killed is a KPI met. Every dungeon cleared is a project completed ahead of schedule. The Black Company doesn't care if he lives or dies. His party members think his class is a joke. But Takeshi has spent years climbing corporate ladders built on backstabbing and impossible deadlines. And while other adventurers burn out chasing glory, he grinds forward with the relentless, soul-crushing determination only a black company veteran possesses. Because in a world where everyone else is playing hero, sometimes the key to reaching the top is knowing how to work the system—literally.

[Large-scale Male Competition and Asura Field, Multiple Male Leads] [Ditzy Beauty x Gloomy Male Ghost/Black-Bellied Older Man/Pure Love Loyal Dog/Unhinged Arch-Nemesis/Clingy Younger Puppy] Zoe Rhodes dies unexpectedly in a car accident. Before her death, she awakens her consciousness and discovers that the world she lives in is a tragic, angsty BE novel. Several villains imprison the female lead, causing the male and female leads to break up and get back together for many years, and in the end, they even drive the male lead to his death. The good news is, she's just an insignificant cannon fodder. The bad news is, her brother is that wronged male lead! Zoe Rhodes's vision goes black. When she wakes up, she has transmigrated ten years into the future. To protect her brother, she starts desperately trying to make her presence known among the villains, hoping they can turn over a new leaf. Through Zoe Rhodes's unremitting efforts, her brother is safe! The female lead is safe! She is also sa... wait, that's not right?!! Can someone please tell her why, after waking up from a nap, she finds herself lying in the villains' basement?! Zoe Rhodes: I don't know either. They started shouting something about a "white moonlight" and a "cinnabar mole" and then lined up to kiss me. [This is probably a story about a ditzy beauty who tries to tame the villains, only to discover that she is their long-dead "white moonlight", and all the villains are lining up, fighting to be her dog.]