fleabag and the priest fanfiction

In a world tainted by supernatural evil, Anton Shadowbane, one of the last young heirs of the ancient Shadowbane family, is sent to a city plagued by supernatural occurrences. Midway to that city, he recalls his entire past life and discovers that he had been reincarnated after dying in terrible circumstances. On this second chance, he knows that he is here to cleanse the sins of his previous life, so he is on a mission to eradicate all evil in the world. Confronting dark secrets and unimaginable dangers, he embarks on an uncertain path, unsure if he will return alive. While everyone pleads, "Priest, pray for us," Anton battles not only supernatural forces like werewolves but also the shadows of his own destiny. Cover credits: Alexxz Patreon: SrCuervo

Say no to the life in Warhammer 40k After getting a second chance in the wrong universe—one where hope was a fool’s dream—Luthar, a low-ranked Tech Priest, refused to accept his grim fate. The moment he found a way to escape the brutal reality of the 41st millennium, he took it without hesitation. Now in a world where gods walk among mortals, Luthar is armed with forbidden knowledge and technology beyond comprehension. He has no desire to be a hero—only to carve out a place where he truly belongs. important Message I'll be uploading four new chapters every Sunday. But if you want to read ahead, my Patreon page has a massive backlog of more than 40 chapters waiting for you. This includes my main novel and other stories. I always appreciate your suggestions, and I'll consider any feedback that helps me improve the story. Your support makes it possible for me to keep writing. Join me on Patreon today to get immediate access and support my work: https://www.patreon.com/Silvervir Copyright Notice "This story is a work of fanfiction. All recognizable characters, settings, and other intellectual property from the Warhammer 40k, Marvel, and other universes are the property of their original creators and copyright holders. I make no claim to ownership of these copyrighted materials. My Patreon exists to provide early access to chapters that will eventually be made public. The support I receive helps me continue to dedicate time to writing. This work is not an official or licensed product, and I am not profiting from the sale of copyrighted material."

Doesn't this world deserve a better end? The main character finds himself in the world of "Jujutsu Kaisen" with the power of the Red Priest from "Lord of Mysterios." Hello everyone, I am amattsu, the author of "Jujutsu Kaisen: Red Priest Pathway". Unfortunately, I had to re-upload this fanfic to my account because, for certain reasons, my co-author Vandalizer cannot publish it on their own account. patreon.com/amattsu

This world has certainly changed since the last time I died... In the United States, if you're from a rural town, you better get home before nightfall, or you might run into the madman with the chainsaw. One rule most people know is: never enter a stranger’s house, or you might find yourself in a wax museum. And if you're planning a fun night with friends, don't choose a cabin in the middle of the woods. If you're a scientist and you want to study something that might be beyond your control, don't do it in the middle of a small town. Jonathan had heard many stories throughout his working life as a priest, and he had dealt with all kinds of problems—killer clowns, young people possessed by evil spirits, a disturbing dark being that invaded people's dreams, murderous dolls, monsters in the mist, and those things that only happen in a lighthouse. As a priest, Jonathan had to take care of every real problem that came his way. Of course, his fees weren’t exactly cheap. Whenever he took on a case, whether it was counseling or a cleansing, the results were always exactly what people hoped for. Jonathan has to admit that sometimes he used a bit more gunpowder than necessary to handle a case, but he always solved everything with a single prayer: "I ask you, God, to show me how to be open, but also teach me how to guard my heart. Help me not to fight the wrong way, but instead to think like a warrior of the kingdom. Thank you for being the light that guides my steps. I give you glory and praise for being my waymaker." Jonathan is the greatest warrior of God among humans.

Our discord https://discord.gg/QPzNhC9ZyR If you wish to support the project, you may become our patreon here https://www.patreon.com/Otakutranslation or for one time donation https://ko-fi.com/otakutranslation More than 100 advance chapters are provided Ulysses’s greatest wish in his life is to become a respected priest, but by chance, he became the successor to the demon king selected by the “Book of Curses”. Since then, his fate has undergone a drastic change. The fiancee who claims to be the “heroine”, the cute familiar spirit who guards the “Book of Curses”, the witch with terrible magic skills but excellent sword skills, the holy maiden with the ability to summon divine beings… one after another beautiful girls with unique personalities begin to appear beside him. Can he really become a pure-hearted priest as he wishes?

In one moment, I'm scrolling through a forum and laughing at how crazy Son Goku fans get, and in the next, I'm reincarnated in modern Japan. You might say, "The best opportunity in the world!" And I'll reply, "Screw my ass if the Jujutsu Kaisen, damn dark shonen, is any good!" Insane Curses and equally insane Sorcerers. The deaths of major characters and the end of the world. And on top of that, my grandpa beats me, justifying it as a way to raise a real man in me. This fanfic is co-authored with amattsu. https://www.webnovel.com/profile/4323789308?appId=10 patreon.com/amattsu

I was put in a forest with nothing more than a notebook with instructions to become a priest. What kind of bu- _________________ Join Abbadon as he travels remnant and does things to canon. And save people. Definitely didn't forget to change the synopsis.

Twelve year old Dakota Jaden Carnahan. Son of Evelyn and Imhotep. She kept the secret from him, not wanting him to know who the father was. Dakota wants an answer from Evelyn about Imhotep. In the year of Scorpion, someone must kill the Scorpion King and conquer the world. Who might it be? Find out more about the Carnahan's journey to Ahm Shere with Ardeth Bay. p. s : I don't own The Mummy. New characters unlock.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!

# 1V1 # NOBLELADY The female general has transmigrated to the future. When she opened her eyes, she saw someone snatching a child. She reached out without much thought, but who would have thought the little girl would hug her and say, “Mom, don’t throw me and Brother away!” Since the female general couldn’t go back, she raised her children and educated them. She beat up scumbags and saved men, and achieved another brilliant life. In the face of outrageous people, she was an ice queen. Grandma, sister-in-law, do any of you deserve my time? Faced with her children, it was like a spring breeze in summer. “Little Xing, you’re so smart! Shi Tou, you’re also a good baby!” In the face of men, she was indifferent. “Leave if you want to. You have legs, right? Go on then, I won’t walk you out.” She was a woman with thousands of faces. Even in another world, she was still the most dazzling one.