ashes to ashes camren fanfic

"Pirates must fall. None shall survive." — Roger "Uncle Sakazuki, your magma… it’s still too mild." I was transported into a world ruled by pirates, becoming the sole heir and nephew of Akainu. After witnessing my family’s merciless slaughter, one truth burned into me: Justice does not ask for trials. It demands total annihilation. With the awakening of the Logia Air Fruit, I can suffocate entire islands, leaving nothing behind. "Surrender?" "Repent?" "No… pirates only deserve one fate—" "Death." From the East Blue to the New World, facing Supernovas and the Four Emperors alike… My sense of justice allows no compromise. Total extermination is the only path. While Sakazuki’s magma leaves corpses, my vacuum will leave only emptiness. "This world does not need ONE PIECE." Visit my patreon to read the next chapters of the book patreon.com / Kazzap

Disclaimer: This story doesn't belong to me, I posted it here just to use the audio book feature of the app. After the world ended quite by surprise, Ash Ketchum has been sent back in time to the very beginning of his journey with a simple mission - prevent that from happening again. Naturally, he's also going to go around Kanto solving problems, recruiting Pokémon and challenging the Pokémon League, because it's... sort of what he does at this point.

A girl whose life begins from a pile of dust, finds herself running away from the things that go bump in the night. Out to hunt her down for something she couldn't control, (y/n) believes she must spend the rest of her days in hiding. It isn't until an unfortunate meeting with the famous Winchester hunters that she is given an offer that could very well save her life, or at least give her some form of safety.

This is a Overlord fanfic. Attention! This is not a multiverse story. In a nutshell, Felix is granted three wishes, which he uses to reincarnate in the world of the Overlord anime. I have an idea to share some pictures in the comments or in the Discord. Of course, life is not all rosy and Felix can do many evil things to get what he wants. Especially in a place like the New World where he'll need such devilry. OP MC, Evil like MC, large harem. MC will not sleep with every woman he meets in the New World. Attention! The first parts of the novel are made to support the main story. That is, until getting to the New World, they are quickly written auxiliary chapters. I only have the legal rights to the characters I create. No Yuri, No Netorare. The pictures of the characters I create are my own. This novel was written through a translator program, if you find any mistakes, please write. https://discord.gg/v5AzCtqyE

Some lowlife gets transmigrated into One Piece with a Logia Fruit. follows Strawhats. my first fic

A routine call changes Maya and Carina's life forever.

Seno Hayato, a ghoul child. Hunted by humans, distrusted by ghouls, and haunted by memories of the man he once was, Hayato learns to survive on blood and violence. Neither saint like Anteiku nor zealot like Aogiri, he forges his own path — an anti-hero in a city built on hunger and fear. Some monsters are born. Others are reborn.

Ash is transported to his past to save the world and start is jarni once again #Better Ash ......................................................... .................. this work belong to his original author

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!

Shocking! The rough husband is the hidden master in the time-travel novel. She is the sacrificial victim for the male lead's pursuit of true love, the pitiful person who transforms grief and indignation into motivation, the obsessive person who constantly wants to slap the male lead's face with money, the lemon essence contrasting the female lead’s gentleness and generosity. Xu Qinghuan: Emma, is this talking about me? Xu Qinghuan transmigrated into a book, into a time-travel novel written by her best friend, where her father died early, her mother remarried, and she was raised in her second uncle's home since childhood. Her cousin and fiancé are entangled? "Break off the engagement, whoever wants the central air conditioner can take it!" Her biological mother manipulates her with work? Isn't it just going to the countryside? The Great Northeast's black land is fertile, where every year you can lie on the heated kang and eat for half the year. Which corporate slave wouldn’t love it? Most importantly, there is a big shot she wants to cling to. Jiang Xingye is someone that even the male lead admires, the future global richest man, the hidden master in the book. After going to the countryside, Xu Qinghuan goes straight to Jiang Xingye. Her original plan was to be a little follower for the big shot and never thought of developing an inappropriate relationship with him. When the man gruffly raises his eyebrows and coaxingly tells her to hold on a little longer, she only wants to ask: What about being wealthy and detached? What about having a strong career ambition and no time for romance? What about being a 007 workaholic who doesn’t even return home?