balto werewolf fanfic

Reborn in Danmachi, as a werewolf cub in Telskyura, with foggy memories of this world and the inner workings of it. He has to be careful not to expose that he knows too much, for fear of earning the ire of the gods themselves. He uses this knowledge to survive Telskyura, earning a fear of the Amazonesses from his life there. And eventually sets out from Telskyura through some means which also cause a complete mental relapse into a child-like state, and is now on to Orario. Disclaimer: I do not own the Danmachi series, please support the official release!

MC dies and reincarnates in Twilight with a mission from ROB. Destroy the volturi. If he completes his mission, he can travel to the worlds he actually wants to travel to. This is my first fan-fiction, so constructive critisism is welcome. There will be NO harem, so don't ask for it.

A wise werewolf cub appeared in the Snow Werewolf tribe. This younge man, whose soul came from the earth and possessed on a snow werewolf cub that just died, was trapped in a circle of stupid and innocent werewolves, looking at the sky with tears at 45 degrees to look at the sky, choking silently. His soul crossed such a poor grassland tribe, as a civilized people has to come back and get used to drinking blood and eating raw? He bent down and picked up the small leather whip, and pointed his heart to the fluffy stuff orcs Work The legend of a generation of pit god, scheming emperor, and emperor of the snow werewolves, begqn his legend on the Magical Continent...

Ethan an orphan who lost his foster parents on his 17th birthday , on his 18th birthday birthday his life began to take a turn ,at the brink of death, ACTIVATION OF SUPREME WEREWOLF SYSTEM SUCCESSFUL HOST IN CRITICAL CONDITION ACTIVATING BLOOD LUST watch as Ethan unlock mysteries about his life , the system and saves the world from being destroyed by otherworldly entity .

i got shot, woke up in marvel, if thats not too much already, am a shield agent but thankfully i had my own advantage in this power filled world... the Werewolf system... time to be a fucking beast! Ok... I do not own marvel, but my ocs, the cover art is something I found cool and I do not have any claim over it. I'm a new writer/author and just so you know, I do not tolerate meaningless hate or hateful comments, you like my fic, you don't, that's your choice but do not waste your time typing hateful comments or meaningless reviews, I love when am given constructive criticism, as it helps better my skills as a writer, and I would like to hear your ideas, might or might not add to the story but would love to hear your opinions. Also don't think just because you don't like what I do with the Mc, you have the authority to tell me you don't like it or I should change it... well it won't work, like I have read some comments on other authors works, that has comments saying they don't like the mcs name or the mcs romance partner and stuff like that, pls don't bring that demanding to this fic, like I said up top, I like criticism and suggestive ideas, not demanding ones

A soul escaped from the cycle of Heaven. His past is irrelevant. Enjoy the adventures he will have in Bleach because of the foolish choice he made.

Once a normal guy. After getting thrown in prison, John would become one of the first test subjects for a strange serum. The effects will bring out something in him he's been hiding all his life.

Un hombre despierta desnudo en un bosque sin saber en donde esta, cuando de repente ¡APARECE EL SISTEMA EN SU SOCORRO! El sistema Bloodline que le permite dar un tiro único para un linaje, emocionado por el sistema comienza a hacerse ilusiones, pero se dio cuenta muy tarde del detalle de "Tiro único", tocándole el linaje del hombre lobo. Armado con el linaje del hombre lobo, tendrá que enfrentarse a un mundo de dioses, demonios, ángeles, ángeles caídos y...TETAS. Así es, reencarno en el conocido mundo DXD, donde las tetas tienen el poder de destrucción planetaria. Pero en lo profundo de este pervertido mundo hay seres que no son una broma, un dragón que encarna los sueños, una niña que encarna el infinito, entidades de horror cósmico, dioses abstractos que buscan invadir el mundo, dioses de otro mundo que desean hacer de la tierra su patio de juegos, mechas gigantes que buscan expandir su cavilación en la tierra, espera, estamos seguros que este es mundo de DXD? No son estos algunas amenazas de FATE? Esto no parece el mundo de OPPAIS que todos conocemos.

Lucien Lamb died as a washed up and unknown homeless man to a vicious dog bite in the alleys of an old comic-book store. Then, he woke up and found that he was in the world of heroes he once read about. Only things were different. Worse— and he had the power to do something about it and more…. As if gods and aliens wasn’t enough…. AS IF he’d let a bloodsucker stop him from enjoying his second chance….

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?