aot masterpiece

Shabina is a wicked girl but she met a guy who is more wicked than her. She fell inlove, got played and left hanging by Ziv. She didn't expect that but what more shocking is he came back 5 years after he left and set up her! Making her pregnant and sign a marriage contract! He left her again and came back claiming her twins to be his.

A hopeful novelist named Aether faces rejection of his meticulously crafted works in a contest. Crush by disappointment; he never gives up. With his burning passion, he decides to mix his rejected stories to create something better. But, Uh-oh, he needs a cool ending, and he's got zero experience for it. "How do i end this thing without any real adventures?" So, he heads up to Sierra Madre, hoping for inspiration. But up there, things get crazy. He meets a fate he didn't see coming. "This wasn't in the plan." Suddenly, he transmigrated as Felix, an orphan destined to perish in the entrance exam at Avalon School. But wait. He'll actually be part of a legendary hero group in the future.

Name: Haruto Kageyama Gender: Male Age: 17 Role: Main Protagonist Affiliation: Shadow Crest Academy – Class D Abilities: High IQ, Strategy, Manipulation, Observation Personality: Calm, calculating, manipulative

Making you as my sign of peace, Art that fulls our mind, consideration and trust, understanding a concept/artwork with gratitude with Full of meaning in deep inside. You are my piece, everlasting piece, people admires your prettiness, and you're my internal life. In every piece, you are my subject, you are my love, Reality or not Still you, but is there's a chance that I can love you for a long time? Started: Aug. 4, 2022 End: Sept. 30, 2022 POSTED ON Novelah, Storyon, Finovel also on Inkstone. PLAGIARISM IS CRIME!!! All rights reserved 2020

*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?.

The room was thick with the smell of wine. January 2025, Aezren leaned against the couch with wine in his hand, His eyes red like the sun during an eclipse, while his hair a chaotic Blonde framed his face with eerie elegance, hoping not to be disturbed by the screams of people. He was the Grim Reaper and the cause of people’s misfortunes, so it was only natural that he was embraced by screams day and night. Without a moment’s notice, he heard another person cursing him. “Not this again…” he groaned as he got up. He sipped his wine as he watched the drunk woman cursing him from the reflection on his wine. Lavinia stood on the parapet wall with high heels, ready to fall at any moment. Her red lipstick messed up, her skin a shade of bright olive, her hair had faded black hair dye, her eyes a shade of deep green, reminiscent of the forest. Her movements came out unstable as she screamed out, “Seems like all doom is attracted to me!” she laughed, tears rolled down her face. “I’m really not,” Aezren scoffed as he rolled his eyes. His eyes blew into saucers at a closer look at her face. “That face, it’s her!” he exclaimed. “I can’t let her die,” he pleaded with desperation as his “heart” raced. Aezren put his glass of wine back on the table with telekinesis as he stood up and teleported to Lavinia. However, it was already too late and she jumped off. Aezren jumped off of the terrace and held her in his arms as he floated in the air. He quickly took her back to the terrace before anybody could notice. Lavinia shut her eyes tight, hoping for the worst to happen—her death. She opened her eyes soon after she realized that she was on solid ground. “What is it,” she smiled, “Am I in heaven or hell?” she walked as she wondered. She was in her own world. “You’re in none,” Aezren told her, about to crash out at her obliviousness. But of course, she was half rat — drunk as hell. He let out a deep sigh. She didn’t listen. He recited some sort of spell, his index and middle finger pointed at her. Since alcohol has similar affects to being dead, it was easy enough for him to get her to be sober. She blinked in surprise. “Wh…Who are you?” she stammered, taking steps back defensively. “Be my muse.” He asked her. He has been searching for a her for over 4 centuries now. Having been living for so long, he has started making paintings to pass time. He has her face like a fuzzy faded painting in his head, and he has always struggled to capture her in his paintings. Finding her was a dream come true for him. She couldn’t die. Not before he painted her. Lavinia’s breath hitched. She was hit with nausea and dizziness. “Please.. please leave me alone!” She begged, her voice came out louder than she wanted it to. Aezren stared at her, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t save you because I care about your life,” he said, voice low. “I saved you because you have a face that doesn’t belong to this era.” Lavinia’s breath hitched again, her head spinning, “What the hell does that even mean…?” “I’ve seen you before. In dreams, in sketches, in brush strokes I never finished.” He sighed, “Centuries of searching. And suddenly, you’re on a rooftop, yelling about doom like some half-broken opera.” “You’re insane,” she whispered, backing away. He didn’t argue. “Probably,” he said with a shrug. “But I don’t care what you believe. You’re here. And I need to paint you before you disappear again.” Lavinia blinked, confusion and fear wrestling inside her. But something about him—his tone, his posture, the weird mix of detachment and obsession—made her pause. Her stomach flipped. The room still spun, but she wasn’t sure if it was just the wine anymore. “Okay,” she said slowly, swallowing hard. TW: Might include topics or references to Self harm. Reader discretion is recommended.

After a painful breakup, Emily Wilson escapes to Ocean Cove, Maine, to revive her grandmother's beloved bakery, Sweet Delights. Determined to start anew, Emily faces the challenges of small-town life, rediscovering her passion for baking and love. When Emily meets Max Harris, a charming and successful businessman, she's hesitant to open her heart. As they work together to restore the bakery, Emily's defenses crumble, and she finds herself falling for Max's kindness and warmth. As Emily confronts her past and learns to trust again, she must decide whether to stay in Ocean Cove or return to her old life. Will Emily and Max's blossoming love flourish, or will fears and doubts tear them apart? Love in Bloom is a heartwarming romance about second chances, self-discovery, and the power of love to transform lives.

Lin Xiu found himself in a world where the game industry was in dire straits and became a struggling game designer. However, with the help of a game development system, Lin Xiu put all his effort into creating a horizontal 2D game called Dungeon and Warriors. In this version, the character has a maximum level of 60, and the character cannot be transferred, nor can he learn awakening, and the painting style makes players complain wildly. But such an inconspicuous little game has just been released, and players all over the country are crazy about it! "Wow! Ghost Swordsman's skills are too cool, the big red bitch will always be amazing!" "Sharpshooter is the king, roaming is the eternal god! What? Will there be a female shooter?!" "Is there no one who likes fighters who fight hard?!" "I don't care, people from the Demon Realm are number one in the world!" ##################################################################### Beware I only got this in an Chinese MTL site: https://mtlnation.com/novel/half-finished-game-this-is-a-masterpiece so if you don't like the capiche. I just want to share it in this site.

I awakened as Adrian von Eckhart—the noble villain destined to die early in the story for the sake of the protagonist. But this time, I will take everything.