Nasty rumors are swirling around Noah. He got used to having others judge him by this unfair gossip, so he has put an end to him and his personal life. Ethan is hunted by his past, so he’s diligently trying to avoid any kind of close relationship. It seems like they have no common ground and certainly have no reason to be interested in each other. But ‘Devil’s Eye’ clears things up.
One morning, Kakashi receives a letter. His time has come to become a patron, and fate has already chosen his ward.
The rules are simple: three years of a perfect bond, full of mutual understanding and support — and then oblivion. The mark will fade, and they will forget each other forever, as though they had never met.
Kakashi looks at the name in the letter and wonders whether he is willing to pay that price for three years of happiness.
After years in a coma, Thomas Shelby awakens to find himself still alive, far from home and under the control of strange people who saved him from certain death. How and why? Good questions. If he has to live, why not find out?
Want a stronger version of Deku while still keeping him Deku (NOT EDGY)? This rewrite follows the main story of MHA while reimagining many character dynamics, personalities, and motivations. Expect expanded relationships, greater consequences, psychological themes, new scenes, slower character growth, darker moments, and a more introspective yet hopeful tone.
One day, a shady local laboratory explodes, and the strange chemical smoke gives all of them unpredictable, glitchy superpowers! Chae-ni can teleport, Un-jeong can move things with his mind, Ro-bin gets super strength only when his feelings are hurt, and Gyeong-hun’s hands stick to everything whenever he tells a lie.
An evil scientist named Ha Won-do wants to capture them to steal their powers. To make things harder, Chae-ni discovers her own grandmother used to fund the laboratory!
A romance love story between Aomine Daiki and my own protagonist Nana Honjo.
Action takes place in University of Tokyo in which Nana just started studying after moving back to Japan. She wants to become a basketball coach just like her father. She is motivated, cheerful and excited for the new start. She heard the rumors about particularly talented group of players attending the local basketball club. Should she join?
It's gonna be chaotic, pure, exciting... and who knows what else
<THIS TAKES PLACE DURRING SPAMTONS BIG SHOT ERA!!>
Spamton seems to get caught doing his shenanigans with Jevil and is now getting blackmailed. The only way to keep out of trouble is to show that what he's doing is pleasing Jevil..
I want to stay in his arms like a child with their parent. I don’t want anything else. I need him the way fish need water, the way fire needs air, the way hope needs prayer.
A modern girl, a child of the age of sarcasm, cynicism, and memes, accidentally finds herself in a real medieval setting at the height of religious wars. But Anzhelika isn’t one to despair, and by the way, now the noble Sultan Salah ad-Din, who has intrigued her since her school years, is very close by...
The Hawkins High parking lot at seven-forty in the morning looked like a frame from a movie Jonathan would never have watched.
Three POVs. One day. The slow, painful, and unexpectedly tender process of learning how to be alive after you've seen the other side.
She was born to be a star. Only one thing remained - to win Drag Race. But what happens when a rival appears on her path to glory - talented, determined... and the one she falls in love with?
In a world where victory is worth more than feelings, she must make the impossible choice: between the dream she's lived for and the one who makes her heart race.
At first, Harry didn't respond to emails. Now we haven't been able to get to school yet. Then the students' stupor began. In general, it's a nightmare and, most importantly, nasty slugs have almost nothing to do with it!
In the hush beneath ancient willows, the Wardens keep silent watch over the tender things the world forgets. They gather softened memories, soothe quiet sorrows, and listen to the stories the branches release at dawn. In their grove of green light and drifting shadows, gentleness is guarded like a sacred, living thing.