dbz caulifla

The strong fusion Gogeta has be transported into the world of Fate/Grand Order and they are unable to unfuse. What will the master be like and how will they treat him, well then guess you'll have to find out. Am I right?

"His finger tips are electric, they must be, for wherever they touch her skin tingles in a frenzy of static. As his hands move over her skin her body has a transitory paralysis, her mind unable to process the pleasure so fast. His head moves around to her left ear and suddenly hee body is off pause-mode and she pull back for a kiss that's both soft and hard. Both of them move in an intoxicated dance of limbs, never making the exact same moves twice, not in the decade we've been lovers. You could say he was her cat-nip, She was his whiskey on ice" * * * * * Caulifla is a Princess from the Tsumago empire who had lost her mother the moment she was born. No one seemed to notice her, even her father, who was the Emperor of Tsumago. Her siblings always made her do work for them and they always tortured her. She had always wanted to be noticed by her father and also to make him proud of her. The Emperor whom was a selfish man wanted power so he wanted to kill the Person King, the man behind the most powerful empire which ever existed. Caulifla swore to go and bring the head of the Persian King, because she saw it as a chance to prove to her father that she was not a weakling. But things take a dramatic turn when Caulifla falls in love with the King and the King in turn falls in love with her. What will she do then?

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A young man from our world got run over by the legendary truck-kun and then met a ROB who gave him a second chance in the world of dragon ball with 3 wishes. ------- MC will be an OC. There will be no harem, for romance I will try not sure yet. Also he will not be OP and will have to work for everything. English is not my native language and this is my first time trying to write. Enjoy!!!!

Chen changseng was a normal guy of 17years.One evening,he had a heated argument with his roommate so he went out for a walk to clear his mind and while immersed in his thoughts a speeding truck was heading towards him with violent speed while honking its horn. By the time he saw the truck, it was too late as he had been hit. He felt all the air  rush out of his lungs and everything turned black and felt held being sucked into a void......

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Héla a été tué par Surtur, mais comme souvent dans le MCU, la mort n'est pas la fin. ------------------------- Bonjour c'est Benoit Valtin, ce n'est pas ma première histoire, mais je me connais, je ne suis pas un ecrivain, je fini rarement ce que j'ai commencer c'est pourquoi je vais faire des chapitres assez cours, pour exposer mes idées Une fois fini j'espère que quelqu'un de plus engager et avec PLUS de talent, reprendra mon scènario pour en faire l'oeuvre qu'elle mérite d'être. Je n'est pas vu d'histoire sur Hela dans un multivers alors ca ma donner envie de tenté le coup. PS: je ne suis pas accro au multivers a outrance donc j'en resterai a dbz au niveau du systeme

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.