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NOVEL SUMMARY: Downey was a cargo driver until he crossed to Marvel. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Hulk and Abomination enthusiastically carrying out the demolition work on the streets of New York. He suddenly turned black and awakened in shock. With the variant ability of “, he began to modify his minivan, which he named “Optimus Prime” step by step. Magneto: “So, Downey’s ability is to control metal? Is it?” Iron Man: “So, in the future, my suit is temporarily broken, and Downey will be responsible for putting me a layer of mecha.” I don’t own anything this is not my novel. I’m just bringing it from MTLNOVEL Alternate Title: 美漫里的变形金刚 Author: Great Demon Genre: Action, Adventure, Fan-Fiction, Sci-fi Tags: Antihero Protagonist, Artificial Intelligence, Fan-fiction, Fanfiction, Male Protagonist, Marvel. I don’t own anything this is not my novel. I’m just bringing it from MTLNOVEL LINK: https://www.mtlnovel.com/transformers-in-marvel/

Vist my SubscribeStar page to read more chapters, up to Chapter 1800!!! : https://subscribestar.adult/dreamwalker Feel free to support me there :) *All characters are 18+, all scenes are fictional!* *All content and extra stuff do not represent real people or places* With the Marvel X DC universe as the theme, this is a tale of conquering the beauty FCs in this Marvel and DC mixed universe. A daughter's daughter is still my daughter - what better than being a superhero is to be a superhero's father! This is the shameless journey of a scoundrel seducing other men's wives and mothers to struggle upwards. It contains all kinds of risque elements - the more shameless the better! The Penguin's mother, Bucky's mother, Captain America's mother, Iron Man's mother, Wonder Woman and her Amazon sisters, Wanda... No beautiful Marvel and Dc mothers escapes his clutches. He leaves behind him a trail of defiled virtue, morally compromised women, and superhero daddy issues. This lecherous Casanova MC stops at nothing to satiate his endless deviant appetites! Timeline - start from WWII - The MC NTR others - The MC is the little brother of Captain America, named Chris Rogers - No frustration - The MC would has a well known special title - Chris the Conquer of Your Mother PS: It is my first time to write, hope you can enjoy my stories, just feel free to leave any comments as they would be the valuable encourage to me :)

Transmigré dans un monde parallèle, Daniel se retrouva en possession du [Système d'Évaluation Omniscient] capable de déterminer la valeur et l'origine de n'importe quel objet. En conséquence, Daniel participa à la très populaire Chasse aux Conteneurs en ligne et commença à diffuser en direct : [Je suis à Libertopia, et je diffuse ma Chasse au Trésor en direct !] Les internautes ont prévenu Daniel : la Chasse aux Conteneurs n'est qu'une arnaque, il est impossible d'y trouver un vrai trésor. Cependant, ce que Daniel fit ensuite a laissé les spectateurs bouche bée. Il a misé 500 PiècesStellaires (1 PièceStellaire = 1 dollar américain) sur un lot de bagages pillés par des pirates, et y a trouvé une valise de luxe faite sur mesure, d'une valeur de 10 000 PiècesStellaires ! Il a découvert une célèbre peinture de Serenalia, intitulée « Cent Chevaux », datant d'il y a 300 ans et estimée à 50 millions de PiècesStellaires ! Il a trouvé une relique de la civilisation Atlante, provoquant un tollé archéologique mondial ! Il est tombé sur une peinture de renommée mondiale volée dans un musée de Libertopia cinquante ans plus tôt, intitulée « Portrait de femme », plongeant les collectionneurs du monde entier dans une guerre d'enchères frénétique ! Avec l'aide de son Système, Daniel peut toujours dénicher les meilleures affaires aux enchères de la Chasse aux Conteneurs, et même dominer la rue des antiquaires et le marché aux puces, sans parler des secteurs de l'immobilier, de la bourse et de l'investissement ! Après que sa fortune a explosé, il a investi sans compter dans un domaine privé et a organisé des fêtes décadentes sur son toit-terrasse rempli de mannequins. Femmes mariées, célébrités, épouses... Il s'avère qu'être riche, c'est vraiment aussi amusant que ça !

Being a contract killer is easy, if your good at it. Well that's what I would have said, if I was still an active one. Now I'm just some wandering gunslinger tryin to rid the world of evil and finding a purpose.

Dans le marais, les moustiques virevoltaient, et un crocodile marin de cinq mètres de long avait le museau solidement ligoté, ses pupilles verticales brillant d'une lueur féroce. À cet instant, un jeune homme couvert de boue l'enfourchait, et il se montrait très modeste face aux louanges du public. "Je suis Bi Fang, un explorateur professionnel. J'ai marché sur le toit du monde et traversé la Vallée de la Mort, et j'ai même défié la mystérieuse Amazone. Même le National Geographic m'a nommé premier expert en survie au monde, le roi de la nature au sommet de la chaîne alimentaire, mais croyez-moi, tout cela est une exagération..." Sous les nuages pourpres, Bi Fang resserra silencieusement la corde dans sa main et, voyant que le crocodile marin sous lui avait enfin cessé de se débattre, il sortit son Couteau de chasse et l'acheva d'un seul coup sous la mâchoire. "C'est le deuxième jour de survie. Je pensais que j'allais devoir endurer une autre nuit le ventre vide, mais il semble maintenant que le dîner se soit trouvé tout seul."

Dans un monde de talents et de super-pouvoirs, les gens éveillent un talent de rang variable vers l'âge de quinze ans. Certains obtiennent leurs pouvoirs en avance lors de moments heureux, tandis que d'autres les débloquent dans des situations de danger de mort. Quelques malchanceux n'éveillent jamais le moindre talent et deviennent de véritables parias. Solomon s'est éveillé le jour exact de son quinzième anniversaire. Il a reçu un talent incroyablement rare de SSS-rang et est devenu célèbre dans le monde entier. Cependant, trois années se sont écoulées pendant lesquelles il a essayé de comprendre son pouvoir, mais personne n'a pu l'aider à savoir comment l'utiliser. Le public s'est rapidement retourné contre lui et lui a donné le surnom de "le Plus Grand Perdant". Aucune guilde, corporation ou organisation ne voulait le recruter, bien qu'il soit détenteur d'un talent de SSS-rang. Un jour, alors qu'il rentrait chez lui après avoir été rejeté par la dernière guilde de la ville, un mendiant l'a abordé pour lui demander de l'argent. Il a aidé au hasard le vieux mendiant, qui lui a donné un papier sale en retour. C'était une invitation pour l'Académie de Diffusion en Direct, où seuls les élus munis d'une invitation pouvaient s'inscrire. Il a pensé que rejoindre l'académie pourrait enfin l'aider à utiliser son talent. N'ayant plus d'autre choix, Solomon décida de s'y rendre pour tenter sa chance. Ce simple choix a transformé Solomon en une légende. Il est devenu le plus craint pour les générations à venir, et même lorsque des siècles ont passé, personne n'osait prononcer son nom à voix haute, et on ne faisait référence à lui que comme "celui dont on ne doit pas prononcer le nom".

How would a third generation rich kid which was the black sheep of his family react when he discovers that he has been chosen as host of a system but the price is that he is bound to a place where he has limited freedom and could only leave on certain conditions? Freak out of course!!!! “Why!? I was comfortable in my house leeching of my family! Why must I be subjected to this confinement!!” [Host was chosen randomly out of trillions of many possible candidates, so in the words of your fellow humans it is better for you to ‘enjoy’ it if you can’t fight it.] So Mark Johnson was stuck within a weird three story building with a late Victorian design. [Host has discovered ‘The Shop’] [Mission Issued: Where are you?] [-Host must discover where you are and what or which worlds you can access.] Mark then fumbled around and realized that there are two doors that led to two different worlds. Namely DC and Marvel Universes. [Mission completed!] Mark could only say two words when realization dawned upon him. “I’m Fucked!” [Note: Any character in this novel is not mine except for the main protagonist. Also I would change some things about some characters as I am not quite knowledgeable in every canon facts about many of them Also I only write in my free time to release some stress so don't expect consistent uploads of chapters.]

Ghost Raider in DC universe

A man is turned into the Unchained Predator and taken to the most unlikely world a man with that much firepower and killer instinct could have been sent to. [A/N: not my fanfiction just posting on this site to share this amazing fanfiction]

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?"