a team murdock gets shot fanfiction

Friends, standing before you is: The Master Of Gacha; The Bug Catcher’s Bane; The Nightmare of Every Youngster; The Idol To Countless Boys And Girls; The Second-in-Command of Team Rocket; The Uncrowned King of the Underworld; The Youngest Champion In History; Master Of All Types; Luo 'The Shining Light Of The League' Yuan! —— Updates: Who knows :D —— Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. Original Name: 我，火箭队二把手！ Author: 落唯 —— Advanced Chapters! [patreon.com/WiseTL]

Wang Chong traveled back to 2003, the system possessed the ability to obtain Durant's roster to become one of the representative characters of the 2003 generation. Several years later, in 2010, Little Emperor James had not yet won a crown, in order to obtain the championship, he took the initiative to contact Wang Chong and Wade, wanting to play brotherhood basketball. Wang Chong, who already has four championships in his hand, smiled disdainfully. “Want a championship? Come and be my little brother.” This is a new journey of the basketball legend. Note: I don't hate King LeBron or any of the poorly handled characters in the series, I'm relatively new to the NBA which I've been watching since 2013 (I'm 18) I can't afford the membership and yet you can help me pay for this (The novel will be free since it's a translation). I was thinking of changing the nationality and the name a little If I finish this story and it goes well, if you want me to change the MC's name and nationality I will consider it. In case you want to support and read 10 chapters depending on your sub patreon.com/Chuga320 THIS IS A TRANSLATION THE RIGHTS BELONG TO THE AUTHOR. THE COVER IS NOT MINE, IF YOU WANT ME TO CHANGE IT, WRITE TO ME.

Stranded. Alone. And transmigrated into the world of Pokémon. After a mysterious storm,Umihara Reiji wakes up on a deserted island—not in his own world, but the Pokémon world. No starter, no Poké Balls, no supplies. Just a sea breeze, an empty stomach… and the will to survive. But when he meets a struggling Poliwag, everything changes. With a unique Proficiency System that tracks everything—moves, abilities, even his own fishing and survival skills—every step forward is visible, measurable… and vital. It’s not about becoming a Champion. It’s just about surviving the next day... Notes regarding the worldbuilding: this story leans toward the anime version of the Pokémon world. The protagonist has watched the anime, read the manga, and played the games. He’s a knowledgeable fan. He's an adult, and will think like one—rational, skeptical, analytical. The early chapters of this story are slow-paced and heavily focused on survival—resource gathering, shelter-building, and forging a bond with Poliwag. Raw : "精灵：钓鱼佬的雨天队"

Travel to the Dragon Ball World and bind the sign-in system. Starting from the eleventh universe, ten years fly by in the blink of an eye. On this day, the pride team came to recruit... ... Shortly after. Su Mu: "Makarita, you say I'm a mortal. What's the point of helping you teach Topo and Weimeito a lesson every day? Why don't we change Jiren today?" Marcarita: "Well~~ Jillian-san doesn't seem to be saying that God of Destruction, is that okay?" Su Mu: "What does it matter, the power conference is about to start, you don't want them to become stronger?"

After unexpectedly crossing over into the world of Pokémon, Maki found himself in a position where he could have lived a carefree life as a wealthy second-generation heir. Instead, he was forced to become an undercover agent for the Pokémon League. Maki looked at the Elite Four member in front of him with sincere eyes and said, “There’s a secret I’ve never told you. Actually... I’m a Team Rocket spy.” The Elite Four member Lance paused for a moment before slapping Maki on the back of the head. “Hahaha! Classic Maki! You always know how to make me laugh with those jokes!” Maki: I confessed, but no one believed me. How is that my fault? Note: The worldbuilding and settings in this story are a blend of elements from the games, anime, manga, and original creations by the author. Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the cover image. If you are the rightful owner and would like it removed, I will take it down promptly. Join my patreon for advance chapters: @patreon.com/primaldemon

(c) to the owner of the picture above ^ (c) to the owner of all the story( I put it here for my own to read, my place/town/home have low cignal and I do this to download and read offline. ) (* need to go down just to have cignal and download it) -for my friends too we both love to read some erotic thanks -Report it if you want -rate it if you want -webnovel will delete it. I just read for my own -If you know something like this apps that can Hide so no one read it and change background(black) please let me know so I can use it. - to owner if you want to this to taken down just comment and I will...(so ya white knight wanabe won't bother so much) -erotica.c*** -sexstories.c** -milfstories.c***

Update once in two days! Seirin is not a bad team. However, they are definitely not the best ones in the Kuroko no Basket series. It took Kuroko and Kagami a lot of luck and plot armor to win the game against the other Generation of Miracles. So, what if they have one more competent player coming from the bench? Here is a story of Kouki Furihata playing basketball in the middle of the genius of his generation. Can he shine among the Generation of Miracles? WARNING! Kouki Furihata here will be an OOC Character and I will make him a smarter player without his meek personality. I will also try to make it a bit MORE REALISTIC with a lot of NBA references, so don't expect Midorima to take a full-court shoot every time he has the ball and still has a 100% shooting percentage or for Kagami to do a dunk from the free-throw line every time, It is NOT realistic. Thank you!

A collection of all my one shots and shorter chapter based stories. Enjoy!

One of the greatest modern world assassin dies and get a chance to get reincarnated in Tensura a world of sword, magic, power, where he will have an opportunity to live his life according to his belief but first he will need to control the world from the shadows like a true assassin... keep your ignorant comments to yourself, if you don't like the book, just drop it and move on. All pictures and characters do not belong to me, credit goes to the original owners. As far as power scaling, I'm not following the main story, this is a fanfic dnt expect everything to be the same, so the story goes how I want it to go... if power is what interest you just write your own story

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?