supernatural dean has a baby fanfiction

This time, the soul-transferred Naruto no longer worries about his lineage and ignores those strange looks, binding himself to the 'Take It Easy System'. [Option 1: Pursue Sakura. Reward: S-Rank Ninjutsu.] [Option 2: Pursue Hinata, avoid ten years of detours. Reward: Kyubi’s approval (you can use Kyubi’s Chakra at will)] Is that even a question? Naruto decisively chooses Hinata. Naruto fishes by the river, and Mizuki suddenly appears. Mizuki: "Naruto, do you want to become stronger?" [Option 1: Refuse Mizuki’s invitation and tell him to get lost. Reward: Full level Fishing Mastery.] [Option 2: Accept Mizuki’s invitation and steal the Scroll of Seals. Reward: Impure World Reincarnation (Incomplete)] Naruto: Is there even a choice? Sandaime Hokage: "Where tree leaves dance... one shall find flames... the fire's shadow will illuminate the village... and once again tree leaves shall bud anew." Naruto: "Smooth!" --------------------------------------- Support me at https://www.patreon.com/IamPoorGuyToo There are advanced chapters there

"Mianhae eomma yang egois. Kita mungkin hidup susah. Tapi eomma ingin mendengar kata 'eomma' darimu" aku membatalkan niatku untuk menggugurkan bayiku. gambar-gambar yang berkaitan dengan cerita ada di kolom komentar paragraf dan [pic]

Drifting across the infinite well of chaos, a being made of light and of death scoured the abyss using its omniscient knowledge before finally settling on a tiny little egotistical soul whose death embarrassed even him, a nigh invincible being of primordial existence. Granting the soul powers beyond its human-like comprehension, the being of ash and blood set it adrift towards its other little creation. A slice of... heaven. Of excitement. Chuck chuckled before chucking himself back to the main universe, chortling giddily for he had set loose an abomination on the Winchester's on this universe, nor any other universe, had never seen before.

Chuck and Amara bring all (okay, maybe not all, but this a lot of people to keep track of already, dammit!) your favorite characters back and locks them in the bunker together! What will happen? I don't know, but it's going to be really freaking weird, and I apologize in advance.

This is a tale of ancient times, a time before the human and non-human races were forever divided. An era of power and glory, the 'Days of the Dungeon'. A legend so old and mythical, it has been lost in the flow of time. During this age, greater beings descended upon the lower realms to find entertainment. They roamed the surface of the Mortal Realm, bestowing blessings upon whom they pleased, which gave those fortunate few the chance to transcend the limits of their flesh, and taste the experience of an existence beyond what they could conceive. These greater beings called themselves 'Gods', and their children whom they bestowed their blessings upon were called 'adventurers'. These brave mortals strove to become something greater than the rest of their kin, by facing the trials of the treacherous and ever perilous Dungeon. And in the centuries that followed, many found glory where others found only their demise. But there was 'one' adventurer, who sought something that even the so-called gods could not imagine. A mortal boy who fought for what he stood for to the end, and achieved something beyond anything that anyone of that world could dream of. A child that faced the greatest of tribulations, and came out above all who had preceded him. And he was known...as the King of Chaos. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Join my Patreon: Patreon/ Vulkizaro_Zoromi

All of my Supernatural Imagines in one book. I hope you enjoy! (was in the top 600 of fanfic at one point) ѕтarт - 4•20•2015 end - 12•29•2017

A fan of Supernatural dies and gets reincarnated and he wishes for him to be an Angel at the beginning of creation. Let's see how he changes the story or will he fail and let fate play itself out? (The cover image is not mine I will replace it if the creator wishes me to)

Well, you know all these stories about "popadants" in the Mass Effect. Basically, they get into Shepard, and mostly into the second Mass, at the moment when he/she is resurrected at the base of Cerberus. There is even a hitman in the Reaper. And mine will be a hitman in Geta. And why not. Translation from Russian. Original Russian author: Blackfan https://ficbook.net/readfic/3197878/9113350#part_content

A baby? On a battlefield? Marcus is a clerk in the Imperial army. When he finds an abandoned baby on a battlefield, he has no idea what to do with her. His best friend is no help; he thinks Marcus is a sucker for taking the kid in. The slave who ends up babysitting the child is no better; she thinks Marcus has ulterior motives - bad ones. Not only that, but two mysterious female assassins appear on the scene. Whether they intend to harm the baby or protect her, Marcus isn't sure. It doesn't help that the assassins have magical cloaks that allow them to turn into birds at any time. Marcus and his friends soon find themselves caught up in things they doesn't understand: the child has some connection to an ancient prophecy, one that could have implications for fate of the Empire itself.

After traveling to the world of Genshin Impact, she became the sister of Kujo Sara and was adopted by the Kujo family. Twenty years passed in a blink of an eye, and Kujo Tsumugi finally waited for the plug-in for traveling through time - the life simulation system. Just as she was addicted to the simulation system, she noticed some "small changes" in her interpersonal relationships. Shen He: "Junior sister, how could you sneak out without telling me and the master? Come back to Ozo Mountain with me!" Eula: "This time, I will never let you get hurt again - so you have to stay by my side!" Kamisato Ayaka: "Sir Tsumugi... please keep an eye on me." Kujo Sara: "Haha, I didn't expect you to provoke so many girls when you went out. The disobedient sister needs a little punishment~" Kujo Tsumugi, who was cornered by many women, had beads of sweat on her forehead. If this continues... I... seem to... become a five-equal bride? _______________________________________________________________________ This story is a translation. It doesn't belong to me.