tarzan and jane fanfic

Spartan-016 Diesel was fighting for his life against the onslaught of covenant on Reach as the evacuation orders arrived. Diesel and his fellow Soldiers boarded the last remaining ship. As they attempted to escape, the ship came under fire making the ship malfunction, throwing it into hyperdive............. Please understand I'm very a amateur writer, I will make mistakes! By no means will my FF be perfect. I do 90% of my writing at work, so things will need to be fixed! I own no Characters/Object or story related material from the Halo/Star War Universe. Spartan-016 Diesel/Spartan-017 Dominick are two Spartans that are currently not registered as "known" Spartans in the Halo Universe and as such I will borrow the tags Spartan-016/Spartan-017 as my own until otherwise notified. Also, I would like to know things you would like to see in the story, Characters/Allies etc... and maybe I'll introduce such things into the story.

This is my first attempt at writing a fanfiction, so any ideas or correcting is most appreciated. I work two jobs and have school so don't know how often I can update. Synopsis: *sigh* I'm tired of all of this shit. Everyday the same old shit day in day out. All I want to do is play halo and watch starwars. Man fuck college and fuck work they both suck. *ding dong* I wonder who that can be. (Stranger) There has been a major gas leak and you need to leave the complex now. *KABOOM* I DON'T OWN HALO OR STARWARS I am just trying my hand in writing a fanfic mostly because I am bored and just enjoy fanfics. I don't have a lot of time on my hands so I appreciate any ideas or comments on how to better the fanfics.

If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s Jedi preaching—especially Yoda and his “The dark side is easier and more seductive.” Oh really? Let him say that to my face—I’ll take him down right then and there! Well… probably not. Not because he’s too strong, but because I have to actually live long enough to meet him. And that’s the real problem. No, not because something is currently trying to eat me (though that’s certainly unpleasant). And not because my oh-so-wise mentor seems determined to get me killed. No. The real issue? I’m on Tython. In the distant past. The time of the first Je’Daii. patreon.com/posts/started-in-star-129917731

This is my first fanfic so bear with me. + English isn’t my first language. Crackfic —————————————————— OC Male Prince / Taelon Targaryen, reborn as the stillborn son of Robert Baratheon but with Targaryen features so he was named a Targaryen out of spite or so the people thought. Though he is loved by his mother Cersei Baratheon née Lannister. There will be no joffery, no crybaby tommen and no jaime and many more changes. Serana from skyrim. Daenerys, Elia and Rhaenys in the Maiden Vault. Robert Baratheon is ill and retarded. (Only way the plot can work, I have nothing against the character) And more? —————————————————— —WARNING— •Major Lemons and Fucked up shit.•

These are dark times for the Galaxy, the Jedi Knights have almost been wiped out and the people are beginning to tire of the Empire's absolute control, which is lighting the spark of rebellion. In the midst of all this, Darth Vader's secret apprentice, Starkiller would be betrayed by his master, leading him down a path he never thought he would walk, making friends and becoming part of a family. Cover is not mine, the Story it is mine!! --------------------------------------------------------- - The story is in 1st POV starting from chapter 1 (not the prologue), read it as if Starkiller made a holocron telling his story. - Update schedule will be 3 chapters a week. THIS FANFIC WAS CROSSPOSTED TO FANFICTION.NET TOO

Living in New York is one thing. Being a hero in New York is another And being the daughter of one of the most loved and hated heroes in New York is completely crazy. But this is my life it goes from peaceful during the day and crime-fighting action at night to running for my life and those I have come to care about's life once the world discovers whos daughter I am. Can I keep my secrets in the shadows? Will I get to continue to be White Wolf? Or will my whole world crumble before me? I guess that is the life of a STARK. It can be real shitty.

The Sith always betray one another... I'm sure you'll learn that soon enough. The overthrow of the Republic is complete. The Separatist forces have been smashed, the Jedi Council nearly decimated, and the rest of the Order all but destroyed. Now absolute power rests in the iron fist of Darth Sidious-the cunning Sith Lord better known as the former Senator, now Emperor Palpatine. But more remains to be done. Pockets of resistance in the galaxy must still be defeated and missing Jedi accounted for... and dealt with. These crucial tasks fall to the Emperor's ruthless enforcer, Darth Vader. In turn, the Dark Lord has groomed a lethal apprentice entrusted with a top secret mission to comb the galaxy and dispatch the last of his master's enemies, thereby punctuating the dark sides victory with the Jedis doom. Since childhood, Vader's agent has known only the cold, mercenary creed of the Sith. His past is a void, his present, the carrying out of his deadly orders. But his future beckons like a glistening black jewel with the ultimate promise, to stand beside the only father he has ever known, with the galaxy at their feet. It is a destiny he can realize only by rising to the greatest challenge of his discipleship, destroying Emperor Palpatine. The apprentice's journeys will take him across the far reaches of the galaxy, from the Wookie homeworld of Kashyyyk to the Senator planet of Naboo. One these missions, the young Sith acolyte will forge an unlikely alliance with a ruined Jedi Master seeking redemption and wrestle his forbidden feelings for his beautiful comrade, Ja-ni Eclipse. And he will be tested as never before-by shattering revelations that strike at the very heart of all he believes in and stir within him long-forgotten hope's of reclaiming his name... and changing their destiny.

Become the god of the abyss Tartalos. If you want to ask him what his biggest feelings are, he can only say two words - boredom. Well, in fact, it's good to dress up as Tartalus. He is the strongest in Greek mythology. Except for strength, everything else is perfect. As many people want to wear it, they can't wear it. He should be satisfied. But even if his attribute is a house and he doesn't have a TV or computer, what can he do? Finally, after being bored for a long time in the underworld, he found a way to pass the time. It was really a happy congratulation. The solution is very simple, that is - watch the play, yes, just watch the play, think about the colorful/messy life of the Greek gods, what a good TV series. There is also a political struggle (think of the divine war that fought several times and the famous prison of Tartaros. I'm really not a prison - by Tartaros), family ethics (think of the first god king who was tragically by his wife and son and the third generation of the queen of the world, Hera, who was the most jealous woman in the world), love entanglement (think of the universal unrestrained social atmosphere and the open and the gods who cheated openly) and so on, you can choose. ~~~ Thanks to him, he can watch the play in the underworld without being discovered, and occasionally he can add some trouble to them (-_-# So your strongest strength is only on this?

When a normal college student dies stupidly and the author forcibly reincarnates him into Star Wars. What will happen when Alexander Borisovich Corintov reincarnates? Will he become a cliche jedi, will he become a cliche sith, or will he become a cliche force neutral warrior? Or could he become the legendary not cliche? Find out next time on DRAGONBALL Z! STAR WARS IS NOT MINE. IT IS OWNED BY DISNEY, STUPID. I haven't decided on the title yet, so hold your horses and your forces.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.