icp's amy s in the attic based on true story

It was said that Hashirama's legacy was the Will of Fire passed on to the Konoha Shinobi. However, what if this was not the only thing that was passed on? What if not just his ideals, but his legendary Bloodline was also passed along? It was nearly the end of the Second Shinobi War. At this time, a young boy, with Dark Black Hair and Emerald Green Eyes arrived in Konoha. Follow his story as he grows up to be the strongest man in the world. Someone who shall become the 'True' God of Shinobi! This is his story! The story of Senju Araki! Discord: https://discord.gg/qySx8Jp Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/evildragon04 [Check out my original novel (Rising Warriors) on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B089KRRZS5]

Three Souls lay in one body, One soul belonging to a man who had reached the peak, the strongest there ever was, the one who had the talent to do so. Yet he suffered because of his talent. His soul shone as bright as a galaxy once, but now is but a sun. His talents made him the envy of all. And He lost it all, tricked and manipulated from the time he was a child. The Second soul belonged to a man soon to be the richest in the world in his own universe. A man who had his face charred, a man who seemingly had every odd placed against him from the very beginning. He went against the family that abused him and triumphed over them. Yet he was left broken inside, He craved a release, and the first soul brought him that release. And he became a psychopath that scared the manifestation of evil itself. And the Third? The child born from their souls was anything but ordinary. Cursed with a fate no one wanted. Cursed with the fact that the Universe wanted him dead. He was born from Chaos And Ice and a fraction of light, yet he manipulated space. His abilities were so powerful they were harmful to his body. His talent is as infinite as the boundless cosmos. His enemies were greater than one could count. His luck is worse than shit. And yet, he continued to fight. Despite whatever was thrown at him, he would brute force through it or outsmart it, befitting the other two above. He continued to fight, not believing in the bullshit that was destiny. ---------------------------------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/Sgxw6QEsgE

"The award for the best male actor" "The national martial art karate champion" "CEO of the Keller cooperation" Young prodigy of the modern age At the age of 24 he achieved the achievements of lifetime but is it worth. A man who earns a second chance at life "This time i will live a fulfilling life with my loved ones" *DING *DING [WILL OF THE MASTER IDENTIFIED] [UNIQUE SKILL: True king] [INTIATING THE REINCARNATION] This is the story of the Greatest Emperor of the Kelleros Empire. A young man who yearns for the love. Authors note: This is my first novel guys therefore there can be mistakes please leave your opinion about this story. Well guys english is not my first language there can be mistakes sorry in advance R-18 Content are there in this story (No Netorare) Luna hate this genre. Netori | Incest | Pregnancy | Sugar Mommy |Vanilla | Yandere | Tomboy Many more Stay tuned For more illustrations https://discord.gg/kHNVDfBTJr

[COMPLETED] Rinnie Everfell had always dreamed of going beyond the castle wall. The day that dream came true was also the day everyone she held dear died in the hands of the rebels. Bound by a promise to survive, she ran for her life, only to encounter a naked man deep in the woods. Out of desperation, Rinnie asked for his help and found herself agreeing to the reward he wanted, HER. Excerpt: “Rinnie,” he called with his warm baritone voice and placed his palm against the door to stop me from leaving. “You are a werewolf and your destined mate for life will be chosen by fate,” I whispered as I turned around to face him. “It was said that once you find your true mate, it was by instinct, by the maddening desires, by nature, telling you that was the mate you will love passionately for life.” “I am not that mate, Hugo,” I stressed my claim adamantly. “Rejecting your mate also means rejecting your destiny.” SLAM! His pair of crimson eyes glowed menacingly as he slammed his palm against the door. I fought the fear that instantly crept into my heart. “Destiny? Fate?” My back fused against the door as he bent over until his face was a palm length away from mine. “And who is this Destiny Fate to decide for me?” “Hugo—” “I decide for myself, Rinnie.” He seethed as his fangs let themselves known. “If I say you are my one true mate, then you are my one true mate. If this world disagrees, then let it be damned.” Little did Rinnie know, dealing with the devious, narcissistic, and a walking red flag Alpha, who was bold enough to go against his fate, would be the least of her concerns. With people after her, the secret of her identity, and the rotting truth of her "perfect life" slowly unveiling its covers, Rinnie must find a way to survive the vicious world of werewolves and vampires. Disclaimer: The cover is not mine. credits to the artist ****** Original Story by: alienfrommars FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM for original character arts: @authoralienfrommars Discord server: https://discord.gg/tbS4rKec3e

One of the best assassins from Earth gets killed by his own organization. His soul gets reincarnated in the world of My Hero Academia with Yoruichi's powers, what will happen to that world when an assassin wields the power of the 2nd division's former captain? here's the discord : https://discord.gg/nnUPcCrNea Not my cover. I do not own MHA/Bleach characters.

Does a supporting character have a chance at love? or is he destined to be in the shadow of the main character? **************************** "You are thinking of something stupid, aren't you?" Makoto asked her. She turned towards him surprised. I leaned in and whispered into her ear while grinning "You are not the only one who can read someone's true intentions." She blushed. For the first time in his life, Makoto felt no need to put on an act around somebody. **************************** Cover is done by me.

Even though life wasn't all sunshine and rainbow, a man who hailed from the Philippines continued living and hoping. Even while wearing tattered clothes and shoes, he still persistently practiced, carrying the hope that he will one day get a little more skillful at the sport he loves. Unfortunately, this was all but wishful thinking. Not to mention the fact that he is severely lacking in the height department, he also don't have any notable talent in basketball, whatsoever. No matter how much time he dedicated to his practice sessions, he could only reach the average skill level of a streetballer in the Philippines. He couldn't even hold a candle to those random thugs you can find on the streets, much less fulfill his dream of one day becoming a professional player. One day, through layer upon layers of dreadful coincidences, he found himself waking up inside an unknown room — talking to someone who identified themselves as a part of a civilization much higher than a Type 6 civilization on the Kardashev Scale. How high are 'they', exactly? No one really knows. Due to an unforseen war that happened between Type 6 civilizations —civilizations who can, with relative ease, create and destroy universes or even a multiverse — an error occurred. It just so happens that the man was smack dab in the middle of where all the lightning strikes and literal lightning balls rained down after passing through the spatio-temporal reality that the mysterious entity 'created'. It even destroyed a fabric of the spatio-temporal reality in the process. 「As this was all due to a deviation on our otherwise omniscient calculations, we will grant you the wish that you so wanted as 'compensation' .」 Without any forewarning, the man was whisked away from the unknown space and was abruptly sent to who knows where. The only saving grace was the fact that he received a package as a 'bonus'. "I embraced something but it wasn't a woman but death!" "Why are all of these people so extraordinary when it came to basketball? Granted, this is basketball universe, but still…" Follow Seiji as he embarks on his basketball journey, meeting new adversaries and friends alike. ※・※・※・※ DISCLAIMER! I do not own any of the anime/manga/light novel characters that will be portrayed in this fanfiction. This is just a book that I made for my own satisfaction.

How much chaos can one unexperimented, illegal, modified Potion can do? Read to find out the adventures of Blaise Zabini Selwyn. An Si-OC HP Fanfic

"Who's that girl? The one walking fast with her head down, " Yhuan asked his friend. "She is a transfer student bro, She really is pretty, but she seems quite rude" Resting bitch face... That's how people usually describe faces like mine, the type of face which gives people an impression like you've done something bad or is thinking of something offensive when you're not... unless you smile. My name is Aila Rodriguez; high school transfer student, hmm... This is the 5th school I've transferred to since I was in 3rd grade. I had to move around because of my parents' secret; for the security of my family. I'm so used to moving around that now I gave up on making friends. What is it for, when we will be parting ways sooner or later. I hate relationships... But how do I survive without it? People say that in your lifetime you will be able to categorize the relationships that you will experience; Puppy love First love Flings The one that got away True love Great love Many men consider Aila as the "ideal type" while most women acknowledge her as an "it girl", but what does it take to capture her heart? Her fragile heart, that is tightly guarded by her strong personality... Who will succeed in melting her ice-cold heart? Living a double life, she's doing her best to live normally, but how will she able to hide this to the one she loves? How long will she be able to conceal her real identity from the people who took the courage to get close to her?