bewilderbeast httyd

reincarnate in the world of how to train your dragon with a summon system to conquer all the world i don't own httyd,sparta, assassin or anything just the story

The Story begins after the events of HTTYD 2 movie. Zoya, the MC of this fanfic, was reincarnated as a young Night Fury. Follow her as she adapts to her new reality and faces adversity to find a place for herself in the complex dynamic of humans, dragons and everything in between. --- This is my first story on this platform and any overall that I publicated in any way, so do keep that in mind. I also write it most for myself so don't expect regular updates. Anyways, if you're staying, then have a nice read. --- Also this is not my original idea, but my take on a fanfic by Majo_Kuro_Akuma that has been dropped for around one year as I write this (title: Not so tamable). Therefore first chapters are quite similar. Book Cover by GoT-God from Pinterest

A boy and his dragon were found on a Dragon hunter ship and were rescued by Hiccup and the other riders. How will he adapt to new life on the edge and discover new tales

**No Harem** *Expect quirky refrences and quotes* First off, english is my first language and also i just wanna make it clear that i do not own any of the characters or intellectual property excluding my main mc. All rights remain with their creators. So no infringement intended. * Pretty much a game like system novel, non sentient though. * Our mc gets a expedited trip through the afterlife after a chance encounter with truck-kun. After coming too, he discovers that he has been transmigrated to planetos, with a kickass dragon summoning/architecture system. Everything has a price in westeros. What will he do? | Im willing to take input along the way | Enjoy

I never would of thought that I would reincarnate as one of the legendary dragons from httyd, let alone in a world where civilization hasn't been developed yet. Crazy right? .....and why do I keep hearing that voice in my head? --------------------------- I created this fanfiction because I was bored. So don't expect continuous releases. This fanfiction will have elements of Tensei Shitara Slime Datta Ken for better story progression....and mostly because I love the light novel and manga.

Hi! This is my first book I ever wrote. It is a very meaningful story for me. I tried my very best in writing this and I hope you enjoy it. I started writing books at the age of 8 and I was in 4th grade. I am currently 11 and in 7th grade. I enjoy reading and writing books very much. Hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

Naomi Tenshi is a 17 year old teenage girl who along with her best friend, Akemi Hana after a trip to the doctor's office they don't only get a flu shot, they get the shot that will change themselves forever they get and receive superpowers half animal half human beings known only as "New Mew's" & as they team up and band together to deafeat an evil force known as "Incubators" to save the world. All characters, setting, dialogue all belong to me and My friend, Jay Games. 輝く海と大地の炎の名の下に、あなたを罰します！ (In the name of the shining seas and the fiery flames of earth, we will punish you!) -New Mew Blueberry and New Mew Cherry

Mohit Paul is a young and dynamic Fashion designer. He is sinfully handsome, having girls drooling over him but to their dismay, he barely gives them another look. He is bisexual, but prefers to be with men . Until one fateful night.... When he meets Srusti. Srusti is a simple, sweet and innocent girl. join their journey, to see who gets bewitched by whom....

A hundred years ago, the world was dreamed a kind, false world that lasted a thousand years from the inside and an afternoon from the outside. When it ended, it left a seam in reality the width of a city. They built New Babel on the seam: nine hundred floors, one law. You may only be a line you can afford to be. Power is a Trope now — a quotation from the long library of human storytelling. Say its catchphrase (the Word), pay its endless hidden price (the Trade), feed the hunger underneath it (the Wish), and you become it. Your floor is your license. Your line is your worth. Wick Calloway is a fifteen-year-old lamplighter on the lowest honest floor, days from the Reading that should tell him what story he is. But his page comes up blank not empty, unwritten. Wick isn't a quotation. Wick is an Author: he can light a lamp on a line that has never been said, that the Library doesn't contain, that costs him pieces of his own realness to make true. It's the one power that can answer the dream at the bottom of the Tower the patient, loving, thousand-year-old false world that doesn't want to trick him anymore. It wants him to dream a better one. So Wick climbs. Floor by floor, line by line, toward the Library at the top, gathering a thief who knows a guy on every floor, an analyst who can read anything but him, a debt-collector learning to pay forward, and a grief-bearing child the world also can't read. Every floor teaches him a deeper layer of what power costs. Every floor brings him closer to two women at the bottom of the world the dreamer who built the lie, and the mother who went down to free her both run out, both holding the door, both waiting. He can't out-believe the truth. He can't escape the bill. But somebody has to keep the walls real for people who'll never know his name. It's not much. But it's real.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.