justina valentine and conceited fanfiction

Ivy Valentine hires the bravest and least superstitious butler in her general area. Someone young, talented, skilled, handsome, obedient, virile, submissive, endowed... I'm sorry what was she talking about?

At the Firog maid coffee a wolf and a sheep maid is panic for the Valentine is coming near yet they still have present need to perpare!

Valentine murió de alguna forma que de alguna manera divirtió a algún dios, por recompensa le dió un sistema y un deseo, Valentine no supo aprovecharlo y pidió una estupidez, como se esperaba de alguien que se llama Valentine.

Our protagonist is gets reincarnated and finds himself in the streets of modern America to a wealthy family However he soon finds out that this world is not like his past world and he needs power. Out of desperation to survive, he unlocks something supernatural in himself. On his way around the world to search for the 'Saint Corpse' to unlock more power, he encounters alot of enemies and allies Join his adventure around the world to search for the 'Saint Corpse' Jojo and other anime worlds do not belong to me. They belong to their respective authors, distributors, and animators. Cover art does not belong to me, If the artist would like it to be taken down contact me.

This the story of a girl who dips her toes into the murky waters that is DC's hero and villain career. However, what nobody knows is that she is broken in terms of power. With every heartbeat, she grows in power.

Ravenpaw’s family faded away. As did, Bushpaw, Sparrowpaw, Blazepaw, Snowpaw, Shadepaw, and Dawnpaw. All of their families and friends. Clanmates and acquaintances. They have the chance to start over anew and make things right. Together, they will combine their clans. Or will an insider stop them? Will they be able to combine their intelligence and stop the enemy?

"I swear to protect you." His voice was quieter than I'd ever heard it - nothing like the sharp, hostile tone he'd used back when we were enemies fighting over scraps of survival. For the first time, there was something soft in his words... something almost human. He stepped closer, slowly, as if afraid I'd bolt. His arms lifted, hesitant at first, then firm as he wrapped them around me. His warmth pressed against my trembling body, shielding me from the cold wind and the distant groans echoing through the ruined streets. For a moment, it felt like the world outside didn't exist. "But all you've ever done is hurt me," I whispered, my voice cracking. "Why... how could I ever trust you after everything you've done?" Silence settled between us - heavy, fragile, broken only by the distant shuffle of the undead somewhere beyond the barricades. He didn't let go. He didn't look away. He just breathed, steady and warm against my forehead. Then he spoke. "It's just us now." he said as we both stared at taehyung as he lied there breathing slowly And somehow, that truth was more terrifying and more comforting - than the apocalypse itself.

Love is not a easy thing

"What don't you understand about the fact that I DON'T need you huh?" Alex yelled at Johnny her eyes quickly filling with the tears that she had been so desperately trying to hold back. "I've gone 10 years without you! What makes you think I can't go the rest of my life!" She spat. Johnny had been standing there with his fists clenched and his lip and eye busted, holding back those same tears Alex was trying to stop from falling. ~ Alex and Johnny hadn’t seen each other since the day they went their separate ways for college after a huge fight they had. What happens when they meet again when Johnny is hired as the newest member to the medical staff where Alex works?

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?"