Dean Winchester

I see that you have amazing bones, little girl! You have a talent for magic like no other! The task of maintaining world peace will fall on you in the future. I am Zwei, the Dean of the Magic Academy. I have an admission notice here. I can see that you are fated with magic, so I'll accept you as a student! --- This is the story of a hard-working transmigrator that has transmigrated to a foreign world with a fraudulent academic system and has no choice but to strive toward the goal of establishing the world's best magic academy.

su pasado es misterioso, sus orígenes varían demasiado; pero todos tienen por seguro que es una de las cazarrecompensas mas peligrosas de todo el viejo oeste. vistiendo de negro de pies a cabeza con la excepción de un pañuelo azul que cubre su cuello y hace juego con sus fríos ojos azules, su nombre también es desconocido; pero posee un apodo que aleja aun al mas valiente, ella es: Winchester la cazarrecompensas

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Mira Scott has returned to Harbor Point after three years of absence. She has changed her entire appearance and demeanor, however; no longer the nice, social girl she used to be. Dean Evans is the the outcast of Harbor Point high. When he accidentally reads Amira's journal, he uncovers her darkest secret and decides to help her. All secrets are always brought into the light....

Lola Lee is a self-proclaimed top social climber in showbiz. She can have anything without even exerting efforts, especially dating super duper hot and iconic actors. Ginawa niya ang lahat para makapasok sa alta sociadad only for one person, and that's because of the top one sexiest man in the country, James Dean Ferrer. But he's cold and heartless. Pareho silang dalawa ng ginagalawang mundo, evil and filthy social climbers. And social climbers don't fall in love with each other. Lola is now torn between loving a pseudo-rich guy and beating him for the record of the art they both love to do.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have ever imagined that werewolves exist. I mean yes, I believe in reincarnation and second chances, BUT THAT'S AS FAR AS MY FANTASY WORLD CAN STRETCH!! ___________________________________ EXCEPT "so does it like hurt when you change, bones changing and all?" "..." "do you have a pack? wait do you have a mate? do you also have like those cliche huge packhouses in the woods? you look big, are you the alpha? can I be your mate?" "..." "wait are you a rogue?" "GET OUT!" ___________________________________

In 1892 in Great Britain João accused of terrorism gets involved with the wrong people which ends up making him a true terrorist.

When Frank transmigrated back to 1985 as Dean Richards, he was finally given a chance to fulfill his long-forgotten dream of being a Hollywood Star. At the peak of his career, he almost had it all—the looks, the fame, the money, and the heart of the most sought-after goddess, Bella Smith. But will he be able to keep up with his stardom if his one little greed will turn out disastrous to risk everything that he worked hard for?

"You pathetic mistake of a man! What's more disgusting than fucking your brother's wife for revenge?" She spat. * "You will surely beg me. It doesn't matter if you're begging for sex or begging for your life but you will beg me. I will break, that's,my promise" He growled. Rape. The one thing Riley never thought would happen to her but the one thing to ruin her life and enrich her parents. After lots of emotional and psychological torture, She gets married off to the very person that stole her innocence. Her heart laced with hatred as she swore to make them all pay. Even if she had to kill him and keep the baby. But then his brother, Roman Shaw shows up and she realises she isn't dealing with just one devil. she is stuck in thr midst of a family rivalry. One where everyone uses her as a toy.

I think I can paint this world for you now. From decadence and disorderly life to death and blank slates. Something I own, expressed dearfully to you as if I have always owned it. Perhaps remembered by no one in the end, but for now, maybe even just a glimpse of light from the murk and more, just to prove it can exist. even if it fades within the hour. Sincerly, Rosier.