sliceoflife

A high-stakes management consultant from Boston trades spreadsheets for a Glock 19 after waking up in 2008 London as James Moriarty. Trapped in the BBC Sherlock universe years before the detective's debut, he must refine his Spider's Web ability to transform a sloppy criminal crew into a global empire. While balancing a dangerous romance with Molly Hooper, he applies corporate efficiency to the underworld, discovering that his new body possesses lethal muscle memory perfectly suited for the upcoming Great Game

This is a High School DxD fanfiction, written as a tribute to the original work by Ichiei Ishibumi. All characters, settings, and concepts belong to the original creator; this is only a non-profit reinterpretation by a fan. In this story, Michael, an ordinary man from Earth, awakens in the body of Gasper Vladi, the timid and troubled Dhampir of the original series. Locked away in a dark room, rejected and suffocated by fear, he realizes he now carries not only Gasper’s trauma, but also his hunger, strength, and the untamed instincts hidden beneath the surface. With the mind of an outsider and the body of a vampire caught between two worlds, he must decide: pretend to remain the same fragile boy, or unleash his hidden power to change his fate?

*Marry one girl, get six more inside her, become a harem with 7 wives with only one body* In a parallel world, where the world has fallen into darkness, with only a few humans left living in domed cities that can walk in the darkness, a young man wakes up next to his school building after being struck by two watermelons on his head. When he wakes up, he realizes that everything has changed, as he has come from the real world. In the real world, he is a fat, cross-eyed, and antisocial young man, though this is not his fault, as his appearance makes him shunned. Strangely, the entire school is the same, even the people are identical, except they look more like military than students. This is the adventure of a young man and his wife, where every student who has reached the age of 15 must marry and have children for the survival of humanity which is almost extinct, such is the pressure from the government. However, his wife is very unusual. The young man is not only married to one body and one identity, but also to six other identities, each with their own form, extraordinary powers, and combat abilities that could cause a second apocalypse. They also have distinct personalities. When the young man transforms, all seven become so infatuated with him that they attack anyone near him. How will the young man cope with having seven wives in one body, each with their own personality? And how will their love story unfold? PS : Please give honest review, many thanks for reading, have a good life. FB : Dajo Gunz

PRIVATE FF [ EXPERIMENTAL ] Solo fic.Writer-only project. System/Reincarnation/Ignorant mc/My Hero Academia/Onepiece/Naruto/Bleach/Harem/mystery/dungeons/academy/class/light smut/pov/slow paced/western musics/island/Heroines/Adventure/action/slice of life/little romance/clans/Monsters/ecchi/R18/Flirt/Traditions/Open-ended/Plot threads/PersonalAU/history/legends/ One Piece was created by Eiichiro Oda, Naruto was authored by Masashi Kishimoto, Bleach was created by Tite Kubo My Hero Academia (MHA) was created by Kohei Horikoshi. A young traditional fisherman kicks the bucket and gets dumped into the MHA world— To keep him from promptly croaking again, some meddlesome little girl shoves a "simple system" his way. The catch? Dude’s only got western stuff , Inuit roots, and Danish flair in his cultural toolkit—Asian anime might as well be alien scripture to him. His life’s mostly just mundane day-to-day stuff… but said little girl’s clearly playing tricks with his luck, since he’s inexplicably drawing heroines. Alternative Universe. A lot of nonsense ideas, questionable logic, and a plot that might or might not exist. Honestly, I’m not even sure this thing deserves to be called a plot. webnovel app was a free thing to use unlike the other apps n webs ,I could just connect my AirPods and listen to the story. Hence This story was never written to satisfy any readers. webnovel platform treats everything you post as public by default, so I can't make this story private at all. In fact, I wouldn’t even strongly recommend this fan fiction. It exists mostly as something I wrote for myself, a way to pass time and explore a few ridiculous “what if” ideas. To be completely honest, this fan fiction is basically just a creative experiment. It’s not meant to be taken too seriously. It simply exists to answer a random “what if” scenario that crossed my mind. This is written in a light novel style, and the pacing is slow. Friendly reminder for anyone who fancies themselves a “critic” (*´・ω)/(；д；). If that’s not you, feel free to skip this entirely. Most importantly: I’m not interested in hearing how this story “should” be written. “This should happen.” “That should change.” “I hate this.” “I hate that.” First of all… this is my own nonsense. So instead of trying to lecture someone else about how they “should” write, why not write your own story? It’s shit, I promise I’m writing this chaos for my own reasons, not to meet someone else’s personal checklist of standards. Peace out. Why publish it? Simple. I wrote it, so I published it. Not for approval, not for views, and certainly not to babysit fragile opinions. If the first chapter made you roll your eyes, feel free to quietly leave. Don’t stick around to sprinkle bitterness and unsolicited “feedback” across my work. This story exists on my terms, not yours, and that’s the point. For anyone who still doesn’t get it: I’m not here to entertain essays, rants, or mental gymnastics designed to prove how wrong you think I am. If your goal is to yell, argue, or display your misunderstanding at full volume, congratulations—you’ve found the wrong stage. Automatically blocked. Feel free to shout into the void somewhere else. Freedom of expression is wonderful… especially when it shows just how little someone actually read. I publish so I can experience my own story, hear it in audio, and know it exists outside my head. That’s it. End of discussion. [Well, I used Libby, Sonia, and Ryan voices for the audio at 1.0 speed.] And just to be extra clear: this story doesn’t revolve around random reader who think their opinion is law. Real readers understand that not every story is for them. Fake critics? They think every story exists solely to cater to their fragile sense of authority.

Ryoma Takeda was once a rising star in the ring, an Interhigh champion, a golden boy with fists of promise. But one bitter loss on his pro debut shattered his confidence. A freak accident soon after stole his leg. His career vanished. His fiancée left him. And all he had left were reruns of that one damn fight… and a hundred different regrets. Then, just as he hits rock bottom, fate does the unthinkable. He wakes up ten years in the past, on the very night of his first professional match. But this time, something’s different. [System Initialized: Vision Grid Active] “Your eyes see the truth beneath motion. Use it well.” Armed with the Vision Grid System, a combat-assist module that turns his visual perception into tactical mastery, Ryoma now has a second chance. To fix his mistakes. To chase the career he lost. To protect the mother he failed. To fulfill the hopes of those who refused to give up on him. And to finally become the man they always believed he could be. But boxing isn't just a sport. It's war of bodies, of minds, of hearts. And Ryoma Takeda is done losing.

I died a hero. Glorious battle. Dramatic sacrifice. The whole package. Naturally, I expected to return to my homeland. Instead, the God who sent me here tossed me into what he calls the “H-World.” I woke up as a high school boy. After two lifetimes surrounded by men, I am now surrounded by giggling teenage girls. They blush. They flirt. They talk too much. All I see are children with a screw loose. From legendary hero to reluctant babysitter. This world doesn’t need saving. It needs supervision. ______________________________________ No NTR The characters except my OC, may differ from the original source material as they don’t have any backstory, so I had to create them myself, however, I will try to keep them as close to the source material as I can. But no promises as a change to their past will change their future.

A human is reborn in Equestria as a pony. Believing he knows the “script” of this peaceful world, he plans to live quietly while focusing on one thing. Magic. To obtain the best environment for studying magic, he carefully plays his role and avoids unnecessary trouble. But when an unusual soul merges with this young unicorn, things begin to deviate from the story he thought he understood. While Twilight Sparkle walks the destined path of becoming a princess, he chooses a different road. Researching magic, uncovering the truth of the world, and navigating the strange friendships he forms along the way. However, one question slowly begins to bother everyone around him. Why do so many of his friends end up becoming villains?

[mature content!] A perfectly 'normal' rom-com about an immortal time-travel tutor and his four broken students.

Reborn into the influential Lin family of Hua City, Lin Muyao wants nothing more than a quiet life filled with snacks, gossip, and zero responsibilities. But fate has other ideas— A Gossip System binds to her soul, granting her access to secrets, scandals, and hidden truths. To gather more “information points,” Muyao joins the entertainment industry. But her first day on the job reveals the nightmare she didn’t sign up for: Her inner voice can be heard by everyone around her. Overnight, she becomes the most chaotic newcomer the industry has ever seen. Her brutally honest thoughts terrify enemies, charm fans, and attract the dangerous curiosity of Xie Jingchi, a top-tier actor with a cold exterior and secrets of his own. As Muyao navigates filming, variety shows, and behind-the-scenes politics, the Lin family silently moves to support her from the shadows. Meanwhile, her past life trauma—and the truth behind Lu Luoli’s death—slowly begins to resurface. With the world listening to her heart, can Muyao protect her new life… or will the voices she hides become the key to uncovering everything she fears most?

John is a typical 14-year-old boy whose world shatters with a single discovery: he is not human at all. He is a rare Hybrid, a volatile mix of two ancient, opposing races—Vampire and Werewolf—a union considered impossible. With a terrifying flood of raw power threatening to consume him, John is pulled from the safety of Earth and thrust into a new world ruled by immortal creatures. He must now learn to harness his volatile powers, unlocking the latent abilities that rage within him, and survive. John's fight for control has just begun

Kristen was always alone in her life on earth, due to the fact that she was born into the mafia which took the majority of her freedom away, but also because of how unapproachable she seemed. Skin as white as snow, jet black hair paired with beautiful features and cold, judgemental eyes. She was the type of person people would idolise and adore just for existing. Despite what Kristen seemed however, she truly just wanted to have the freedom to do what she pleased. So when she got shot in the chest on one ordinary morning and died ,her soul got reincarnated into a higher realm, the immortal realm, where cultivation and magic exists. Instead of falling into despair Kristen took it as an opportunity to never be restricted again, well actually, that was before she realised that she became a fucking bird. So now.... A/N:This story does not have a system although the mc can see her stats and other things due to her skill [Appraisal]. New chapters every 1-2 days.

After dying in his world, an anime-obsessed boy meets a mysterious overpowered being who offers him another life. Reborn in the brutal Warring States era of the Naruto world within an unknown clan, he must survive chaos, discover his powers, and slowly shape history through courage, strategy, and shinobi ambition.

When you wake up, you have become an Uma Musume!! You have no idea what happened but with the support of loyal friends you charge forward determined to live life to the fullest and race toward the bright future that awaits you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds

Fuyu a normal and ignorant boy in primitive world, living with his family, trying to survive the winter. As one day he met Vasana, a divine spirit through whom, he learnt about upper realm and immortal world. His simple goal from surviving the winter changed to become a great immortal and live eternally. His limited self for being unknown to the universe to being a divine cultivator. Fuyu, who was a kind, light hearted boy realized, he was slowly losing his sanity and becoming venomous for the world and humans and was preparing to rule the upper realms. He will slowly ascend to immortal world from mortal world. Be a part of his beautiful yet dangerous journey. Synopsis won't do justice read the chapter yourself and determine. Read at least 20 chapters before deciding.

"Life isn't random or unexpected, it is the result of numerous decisions made by people you will never meet" said the voice it's words echoed in the all consuming darkness awakening the restless soul that sat at the centre. This story follows the journey of William Harris and Jack Sparrow across a perilous wasteland, brimming with monsters, to the only human settlement in a world that had been abandoned. This is the first fully grounded story I've written, hope you enjoy it and would love to hear your thoughts.

He stood up from the bed and headed from what seems like the bathroom, a full on hard on trying to make itself known through his black baggy pants. He wasn't wearing a fucking shirt. Oh come onnnn. His body was as hot as his face, his abs so defined it would pop up if you'd searched up the word perfect. Those arms were gonna be the death of me, I was always a sucker for arms and this was basically heaven. And then we have his hands, he picked up a rubber band from a desk before disappearing into the bathroom, I wanted those arms to choke me till I died. Hell I wanted a normal college life and I got this big fucking piece of eye candy instead. I can die happily now yesss.

English is not my native language and so I used have used ai for grammar and the title is random i put that without thoughts so the the story maybe not similar to what title stated

Anna and Ben have been inseparable since childhood, best of best friends who have been there for each other from the very start. A safe haven where they could confide in each other. To everyone else, it was obvious—the way he looked at her, the way she leaned on and depended on him. The way their worlds revolved around each other, and how neither could go a day without the other. Everyone noticed it but them. To Anna, Ben is home, and to Ben, Anna is everything. Neither of them had ever questioned their relationship, not even once. At least, not until the night everything changed. At her high school reunion, someone unexpected enters her world—Francis. A calm, charming, and attentive man who doesn’t seek attention but somehow is always the center of it. Her dormant heart finally begins to beat again with something new, exciting, and confusing at the same time. Ben notices, but to him it’s nothing serious—just random stares, laughter he had never heard from her before. Then it escalates—from annoyance to possessiveness to fear. Into something hard and unfamiliar gnawing in his chest. At first, he tells her he’s just being protective. Then he distrusts Francis’s character. Then he tells her she’s just being stupid. At least until the night he realizes his true feelings. He wasn’t scared for her. He was scared of losing her. But by the time he understands what she really is to him… she is already gone. And the friendship that once seemed unbreakable is now beginning to fracture and splinter on the rocks of jealousy, timing, and feelings never expressed. Sometimes love doesn’t fail loudly. Sometimes… It just slips away quietly while you are still calling it friendship. Unnamed Love

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Notes: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I am tired of the trope of characters hiding their powers, or letting other characters walk all over them and theirs because they are not strong enough to do anything. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive. I have been fixing, updating, and changing somethings for consistency, to improve the story, the grammar and errors, and for things to make more sense. The more I write, the better I feel I am becoming. I just write, and I have the ideas of where I am going in my head, but other than that, I just write the story as I see fit. As such, I forget some things, I miss somethings, and most often, some ideas in my head get jumbled together and it ends up not making sense some times. I am working to correct that as best as I can.

How do you walk down the aisle toward the man you know will one day kill you? In this life, she is no longer the victim. She is the one who will write her own fate.