My 9 Mates

He wakes up one day as Sukuna in a world he remembers from a game.His goal? To bring chaos to this realm, but his mere presence already complicates the storyline enough.Will he hide like a mouse in the Academy? No way! If he's already stirred chaos, he's going to take it, AND TRIPLE IT.Manipulation, murder, blackmail-you name it, he'll do it to climb to the top.Yet, despite his chaotic tendencies, he's not all bad. There are people he loves and will protect at any cost.Is he good, evil? Who knows! But one thing's for sure-he's having a blast.If you think this is a fanfic with no plot, no story, no character YOU'RE DEAD WRONG, at least I think so, unless I'm overestimating myself.Also non-system dependent because I like mcs who do their own stuff :>Aha, Sukuna is not mine, he's Gege's property haha, don't sue me

خۆشم ئەوێیت یەک تەمەن خۆشـم ئەوێیـت !.ئەکتەرە سەرەکیەکان:-جیۆن جۆنگکووک:-کیم ئالا:-پارک جیمین:-کیم تایهیۆنگ:-جیۆن هەناکۆتایهـاتووە:-بیرۆکەی چیرۆکەکە هیخۆمەو بردنی لەهەموو ڕویەکەوە قەدەغەیە

Anjali Rathore's life has always been strange. Set in the pre-independent India on the track for its first major counter-attack to the British invasion in 1857, Anjali is torn between her heart who longs for an enemy and her mind who is loyal to her country. Growing up in Jaipur, she is blessed with a pink glow and being rajput instills in her valour. She had everything one could wish for. Except affection. When her family shifts to Bombay, she meets a British Officer, Edward Ashton, a mischievious Colonel who had boggled up her senses of discreetion. Will she follow her heart on its risky jounrey or be shackled to the eons of traditions her mind is inclined to?

HEY GUYS THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A STORY AND DON'T EXPECT TO MUCH THIS A FAN FICTION LANGS.

'Your child is born. You don't know your child... ... .'A man who lost his memory of the woman he loved before the marriage proposal, Jung Ji-heon. A woman, Jeong-oh Lee, who she had no choice but to think to him that she had broken up. The two meet again after 7 years. And again, the man's hot obsession."You have to put it aside. "I will never let you go."Instinct is more accurate than memory, but he doesn't know yet. She knew he had a pretty child who looked half and half of hers.

Quite the view this is. To say that I'm overjoyed to be here, would be quite an understatement. The sun in my eyes, the cool ocean breeze with the smell of scrumptious coastal delights wafting through the air and my burnt feet from walking in the sand, all this is exactly how I imagined it to be. Well, maybe not that last part.

The Avengers, Asgardians and The Guardians react to the Grim Darkness of Warhammer 40K.Pietro Maximoff lives, Frigga Lives, Bruce Banner doesn't go to Sakaar.

From a young age, you were drawn to the grim aspects of life. Old dolls found in the attic, abandoned buildings falling apart, or eerie stories whispered in a forgotten cemetery intrigued you. You saw beauty in the worn-out and neglected, in the places and things that others avoided. The grim and dark elements of life had a unique charm for you, not because they were morbid, but because they were honest. This was a stark contrast to your own polished appearance: a well-put-together young woman with elegant fashion sense and a sharp tongue. Perhaps these things intrigued you because they were everything you were not, yet you found comfort in them. The trip to the slaughterhouse was an effort made by your father. You were selective about who you surrounded yourself with, and maybe this was an excuse to meet someone new.