fuyumi todoroki

this story is about a girl named y/n kim, a girl who wishes to be a hero just like all might. come read this story and explore her life of becoming a hero at u.a high and eventually finding romance

The story is about friendship and love, deception and betrayal, ambition and lust for power. In the middle of it all is, Linghu Chong, an orphan who is the senior student of Yue Buqun, leader of Huashan Sect, and the protagonist of the story. The story deals with his journey and development as a swordsman and his witness to the various intrigues which take place in the martial world of the story. This is a translation of Ono Fuyumi's Mashou no Ko.

A young man finds himself transmigrated in the world of MyHeroAcademia as Todoroki Touya. What path will he take and what changes will he bring with the quirk not of his father, but his mother's instead.

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Hoshizawa Kaede is a young demon slayer . She was born with a mysterious powerful healing ability which she kept a secret to anyone on a very long time . Her soulmate was also in a different universe . She always dreamed about a mysterious male twins and a girl that looked a lot like her but just a bit older . One day , she was on her mission , when suddenly, a purple mysterious portal appeared in front of her and started to suck her . Transported in a different world with 80 % of the population of the world have quirks , will she survive? What if she meets her soulmate? Will they get along ,or will they not ? Will they fall in love? Come and read it yourself to find out!!!

Menjadi bagian dari dunia lain secara bereinkarnasi mungkin terdengar biasa, namun pergi ke dunia lain sebagai karakter kesukaan itu lebih luar biasa.

Fuyuki Minamoto, a genius and the overlord of the realm was plotted against, backstabbed, and murdered by the ones he considered his closest. 300 years later when he reincarnated back in the world with his memories in the body of an 8-year-old child, Fuyuki, he comes to know that everything he developed and made was now considered third-rate and trash as the martial arts around the world had improved a lot. Making his way through struggles and setbacks, will Fuyuki ever be able to become what he used to be?

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.