diego and shira fanfiction

I love dbz with a passion. Now I can experience this beautiful an wonderful world myself....In the body of one of my favorite Naruto characters, SHIRA. Along side my favorite female game character, Juri Han. (I own nothing but the idea)

He saved me in the middle of a gang fight. We bacame friends.. More than friends.. But..

Bella Swan woke up at five years old with full knowledge of how her world would end-and the power to edit it. She never wanted immortality. She wanted choice. Which makes her the most dangerous human alive.

Ayla is a sweet, pure little girl from heaven which is quite odd since her mother is Nemesis of divine retribution and revenge who doesn't like humans that much. But not much like her mother Ayla is innocent but is unmated and doesn't know she is soon to be. Luciano is the opposite of Ayla in ever way. He is a demon and happens to be the son of Lucifer, he is a sinner and is far from pure. It's hard to tame him when he's angry, even his own father THE KING OF HELL is scared of his son when he gets mad. What will happen when they are forced to meet? Will they reject each other?

What do you think will happen when a regular Command and Conquer GDI gamer is put in a world of Nier with the power of commanding an army? Well, total chaos of course. ........ This Story is going to be focusing on both the character and the consequences of every step the OC has done. Upload every Tuesday and Friday

"Well, at least I died being an icon," Sirus said. What will happen when friends and enemies from the past read books from the future with their kids? Oh, and they find out they die. Note: I'm going to change some scenes and add some scenes. Also, the humour will be gen z. I own nothing but the underlined text, bold text, and my OC(s). J.K Rowling (sadly) owns everything else.

I loath you the day i met you. i wish you have died instead of her. Him: no matter what you feel about me , i always get what i want , either by hook or by crook

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.