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Elena thought her life was ordinary—until a stranger whispered her name in the dark. Since then, nothing feels the same. The dreams. The mark. The sense that someone’s always watching… or protecting? In a world she doesn’t understand, and emotions she can’t control, Elena is about to discover that some connections are written beyond time… and some love stories aren’t meant to follow the rules.

One wrong hotel room leads to one unforgettable night. Mira never expected to wake up after a reckless mistake—only to discover the stranger she slept with is her cold, untouchable CEO. What was meant to be forgotten turns into a dangerous workplace tension, where desire clashes with power, secrets, and unspoken emotions. As lines blur between control and vulnerability, Mira must decide whether to walk away—or risk her heart with the man who could ruin her.

"Are you my knight?" the silver-haired boy asked, smiling at the blonde girl before him. This was their meeting when they were ten years old. "Are you my bride?" Gently embracing the blonde girl, his companion for ten years, the boy questioned yet affirmed. This was the story of eighteen. "Are you my king?" Half-kneeling at the throne, he looked up and smiled at the girl holding the Sword of Victory. The boy's smile was the same as the boy's ten years ago. "I can be without eyes, but you, and all of Camelot, cannot be without eyes." With a smile, he forever gave his eyes to the girl, who had lost them due to the red dragon's curse. The boy had no regrets. This was twenty-five years of happiness. "So, Arthur? Pen? Dragon? Artoria, King of Knights, young lady, will you... walk with me for life?" Smiling, he extended his hand to the girl, and the silver-haired boy asked the same question two thousand five hundred years later. This was a bond that had lasted two thousand five hundred years.

Shirou Emiya. A name that holds considerable weight in the many timelines where he exists. A weight that he has come to know about through a set of bizarre circumstances. But now, when faced with the truth that the world he lives in is not so simple as he was always led to believe, how will he face the world of devils, dragons, and sacred gears? With a sword, of course.

I crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan’s side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon’s humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. “Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please.” Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.

Aozaki Rin, the adopted son of the Aozaki family, has been blind since childhood. That is, until one day he awakens the "Dream Simulator." [Time: 5th Century AD] [You were born. Born blind, you were abandoned by your parents on the roadside until an elderly knight took you in.] [You have two adoptive older brothers, one named Kay and the other named Artorius.] [You discovered the secret of your "adoptive brother" Artorius—that she was a woman in disguise.] [You nearly pulled out the Sword in the Stone.] [You found a three-eyed cat demon.] [Acting as a mole, you infiltrated the camp of the Enchantress Queen, Morgan.] [Time: 1991] [Born blind and with crippled legs, you were adopted by a magus.] [Despite your physical disabilities, your life was not one of suffering, because you had an extremely caring older sister named Manaka Sajyou.] Time: Present Day Watching the Knight King, the Princess of the Root, and the True Ancestor who had all appeared out of nowhere... Aoko Aozaki pulled the bewildered Aozaki Rin into a fierce hug and began to yell. "Get lost! This is my little brother, he's not yours!" Enjoying the story? Support the author and get access to early chapters by joining my Patreon! Find me at My : patreon.com/RuneA

Many years later, Tenkei Shiomi would look back on the moment he first stepped into the Holy Grail War—and perhaps, fate had already been sealed from the start. Thrown into the Land of Shadows with no warning, becoming Scáthach's disciple. Taking in Caren, the daughter Kirei couldn't raise, and adopting Sakura, the second daughter of Tokiomi. Just when he thought his quiet life raising children in Fuyuki was finally beginning, the Holy Grail chose him—and branded him with a Command Spell. He had planned to summon a Berserker into the war... and then you're telling me it turned out to be the legendary Magus and Fairy Queen Morgan? “Well, since I’m always being pushed forward, I might as well step ahead of the push.” Unless... even that thought had already been accounted for. ... Fate Multiverse Crossover Fanfiction Volume 1: Zero Volume 2: Case Files Volume 3: The Fifth Holy Grail War (FGO Version) Volumes 4–6: London, North America, Round Table, Uruk Singularity Volume 7: Temple of Time, CCC Volume 8: Fairy Kingdom...

In ancient mythology, there was a shadow that encircled the world—lurking in the darkness, waiting for the day it could raise its head and devour the gods. It once deceived the King of Heroes, Gilgamesh, into severing his ties with the gods and orchestrated the return of the great disaster, Tiamat. It shattered the authority of Olympus and lured Athena, the goddess of wisdom, into rebellion. It kidnapped Skadi, the goddess of winter, bringing shame upon Asgard and setting off the Twilight of the Norse Gods. It even engineered the clash between Britannia’s Red Dragon and White Dragon, dragging Jeanne d’Arc into corruption. Because of this, it was branded with countless names of ultimate evil. "The Terror of Babylon, the Calamity of the Aegean Sea!" "The Nightmare of Asgard, the Apocalyptic Red Dragon with Seven Heads and Ten Horns!!" "Nemesis of the Messiah, the Original Sin of the World!!!" But seriously, we all did those things together—so why am I the one getting blamed for everything? ... When a man named Tokiomi Tohsaka used a piece of snakeskin to summon him, Samael saw how the Magus cautiously stepped in front of his daughters to shield them. In that moment, he understood... Yeah—he was definitely taking the fall for all of it.

Deciding to fight in a war of hellfire and magic isn't a rational choice....but fighting tooth and nail to save someone you love is anything but rational.

I inexplicably traveled through time and space and became Ares, the god of war in Greek mythology, but something seemed wrong with this world. "Ever since the Wandering Star Soldier shattered the original godhead, the world has been divided into several pieces..." "What is the Wandering Star Soldier? Can you please explain it more clearly?" "I have received a prophecy that in the future Zeus will be overthrown by a demigod named Kratos, and the Age of Gods will end..." ........................ This is a translation RAW 最苟战神阿瑞斯 ........................ For the advance chapter visit Patreon:- patreon.com/Stories_hub739 you can buy me a cup of cofee: https://www.paypal.me/UtkarshKumar96 Find your 5 free advanced chapters here: Omnicalctools.online

Falling into a magic circle is one thing. Meeting a scary gun lady inside of it? That was scary. But turning into her, succeeding her, and inheriting her legend? Yeah, that was the icing on the cake. Ritsuka Fujimaru was perfectly fine with that, though, and if anything, the gender change was secondary.

Indefinite hiatus until im done with my other fanfic

Standing at the Director’s seat in Chaldea's Central Control Room, the main screen directly ahead displayed a row of glaring, prominent characters: The Final Singularity: The Grand Temple of Time — Raid Commencing. "Have I finally made it this far...?" Gazing down at the empty operator stations below him, Takumi Suzuki closed his eyes. Memories of everything he had endured throughout this journey flashed through his mind. When he opened his eyes again, a flame seemed to flicker within his pupils. "I’m coming for you, Goetia!" Later, the entire staff of Chaldea returned. However, upon seeing the main screen and the mysterious logs that had inexplicably appeared, the room erupted into an uproar. "...The Final Singularity: The Grand Temple of Time. Participants: 1. Returned... 0?" Dr. Roman stood there, staring blankly at the text displayed on the screen. ---- This is not my work; I really like this novel, so I decide to translate it. The other translator is only at 70 chapters, so I decide to pick up the work and continue it. Raw:一个人的迦勒底

"Playful Type-Moon" is a highly immersive galgame where players can unlock new CGs by raising the heroines' affection levels through strategic romance routes. After three sleepless nights, Alvin finally managed to unlock every CG and max out the affection of all heroines. The bad news? The affection levels overflowed. But hey, it's just a game; what harm could overflowing affection do? Or so he thought… until— One day he got transmigrated into the game world, where he kept running into Type-Moon heroines like Artoria, Morgan le Fay, Tiamat, Scáthach, and Manaka Sajyou through a series of mishaps… As he noticed their overwhelmingly tender yet dangerously intense gazes, the light slowly faded from Alvin’s eyes, filled with regret. "So… why did I have to max out their affection to the point of overflowing again?" . . . . Link to the original:https://trxs.cc/tongren/9766.html To read 45+ advanced chapters join my Patreon... patreon.com/abhi28

What happens when a highly skilled, albeit lonely, programmer and a poor scraggler too worried about coughing up enough for the day's next meal meld together as one at death's door? I'd tell you it's likely someone that's a little too keen on the joys of life and all that the world has to offer instead of society's many faux confinements. Let's find out what this means when the world is rife with all manner of supernatural wonders and crazy magi that are all too keen on cutting open 'specimen'. Guns and swords or magic? Why not both?

Akira Kurokage arrived in the Soul Society with nothing but the cryptic Survival System echoing in his mind—and a will to endure. Assigned to the Sixth Division under Captain Byakuya Kuchiki, he quickly drew attention not for his lineage or connections, but for the impossible feats that followed his every breath. On his first dawn in Seireitei, the System chimed: 【Day 1 Survived】 Reward Unlocked: Excalibur – The Sword of Promised Victory (A blade that transcends spiritual laws; wield with caution.) 【Day 1 Survived】 Bonus Reward: Transcendent Reiatsu – Your spiritual pressure now defies conventional classification. 【Day 1 Survived】 Hidden Trait Activated: Conqueror’s Haki– Those of weak resolve tremble at your presence. Rumors of a shinigami who wielded a legendary holy sword—and whose mere presence silenced Hollows across Rukongai—spread like wildfire. Within days, captains convened in secret. Even the Sōkyoku Hill’s ancient stones seemed to shudder when he walked past. From the shadows of the Wandenreich, Yhwach stared into the future—and saw only static. “Impossible… My Almighty sees all possibilities. Yet you… you exist outside fate itself. Who are you?” In his hidden chamber beneath Las Noches, Aizen closed his book with deliberate calm, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of unease. “Akira Kurokage… You are not merely strong. You are an anomaly. The Soul Society has never known a shinigami like you—and it may not survive knowing you.” __________ This is a translation and also a request from @Shirokendama to translate and edit the quality of this book

Follow Alaric in his journey to be the strongest wizard out there by hook or by crook. This is the story of a guy who went to a different world to get power and to find new relationships in his life. Read how he fights off Voldemort in process becoming the leader of new generation of wizards and builds up his new life with his new friends, family and wife. A story of a wizard using his wisdom and power to ascend to the pinnacle of the world, who will do anything to protect his new family. This is a little slow paced and also somewhat slice of life story so keep that in mind, that focuses more on Alaric's relationship. There will be heavy changes to the original plot so be aware and also MC becomes overpowered rather quickly as the story moves forward and he won't hesitate to take some drastic measures if necessary, so he won't have a moral compass. If you want to support me and read advance chapters please visit: patreon.com/bobthewriter Main World: Harry Potter Second World: Game of Thrones Third World: ..... #harrypotter #gameofthrones Cover Image isn't mine original creator can contact me to remove it. I don't own this story, and this work and characters are entirely fictional, any resemblance is purely coincidental, and imitation is strongly discouraged.

Orario, the city of adventurers' paradise. Everyone who comes there has their own ambitions. Some want to become strong, some dream of restoring the pride of their race, and others aspire to become rich and famous. Among them are those who can be considered naive or foolish—those who wish to become Heroes. Of course, Emiya Shirou is one of the foolish ones.

I lost my memory, and the only thing I know is that something inside me keeps pulling me toward that girl. The first time I saw her, it felt like reuniting with a lover I’d been separated from for a thousand years. The first time I touched her, some sealed, primitive instinct in my body was ripped open. I didn’t understand anything— not until the war truly began. She isn’t human. She’s the last bloodline of the elves, the one both humans and the undead are fighting to claim. And I— I’m the vampire who lost her with my own hands a thousand years ago. I forgot her. But I’m still drawn to her. She becomes the prey… and the eye of the storm. With the frontline closing in from both humans and the undead, there’s only one thing left for me to do— take her back, no matter the cost. “If being with you means standing against the world… then I’ll just destroy the world.”

NOT A TRANSLATION! (Rewritten) 5th Holy Grail War 6 different servants 1 annoyed counter guardian And 1 singularity How would this end up? Tune in! Servants: Archer - Emiya Saber - Lancelot Lancer - Van Helsing Caster - Medea Assassin - Caspar Berserker - Hector