crossfire fifty shades fanfic

System: "My foolish host, do you desire to master Ninjutsu?" Host: "No! I crave the affection of girls—soft, cute ones like Hinata or Sakura!" System: "Achieve the pinnacle of the shinobi world, surpass even the Hokage, and you can have anything your heart desires." Host: "Then teach me Ninjutsu! I desire it more than ramen from Ichiraku!"

Traveling through Douluo, Lan Tian acquired the term "late bloomer." At six, his spirit was Blue Silver Grass, and his innate spirit power was level one. Many called him useless, but I ignored them. At sixteen, he barely broke through level ten and absorbed a four-hundred-year spirit ring. Everyone mocked me, saying that despite my efforts, I couldn't even match a single one, but I ignored them. At thirty-one, he barely broke through level twentieth and absorbed an eight-hundred-year spirit ring. Some were amazed that a Blue Silver Grass with a level one spirit power could achieve this. At fifty-five, he barely broke through level thirtieth and absorbed a seventeen-hundred-year spirit ring. Some expressed regret, believing that if he had been more talented, with perseverance, he might have achieved Titled Douluo status. At seventy-eight, he barely broke through level forty and absorbed an eight-thousand-year spirit ring. Many of his generation were already dead. At ninety-one, he broke through level fifty and absorbed a fifteen-thousand-year spirit ring...

For Cyrna Raine, life has always been a dull wash of grey, devoid of the vibrant colors that paint the experiences of others. Her lack of sympathy and emotional detachment distance her from the world, leaving her feeling like a mere observer in her own life. When death finally approaches, she embraces it with open arms, ready to escape her monotonous existence. However, fate has other plans. By some twisted stroke of luck, Cyrna receives a second chance at life, reincarnated into the wizarding world she had only ever dreamed of. With this new opportunity, she is determined to break free from her past and redefine her future. Along the way, she finds herself drawn to Severus Snape, sparking an unexpected romance that may just bring the colors back into her life.

"What village hero? What shinobi world peace? In the end, it's nothing more than the pitiful cycle of humanity slaughtering one another for selfish gain, century after century." Yet the boy’s resolve never wavered. His purpose was clear—to fight! Fight! To battle endlessly for one thing and one thing only: True freedom. ─────────────────────── Patreon: patreon.com/King_Levi

Hinata Hyuuga does not like Naruto Namikaze one bit. He's arrogant, brash, wild, and all around a waste of space, something that makes their impending marriage highly unfortunate. Why couldn't he be more like Fox, the mysterious, dominant shinobi that Hinata hasn't been to get out of her head? Now that was a man worth tying the knot with. Preferably multiple. Around her wrists. In a bed all to themselves...

Someone from our world reincarnates 600 years before canon in bleach,follow along as he explores the world of bleach enjoying his life as well as staying low-key to avoid Aizen and yhwa-bach All characters and story or owned by the companies who own bleach the only character I own is my character and my oc;s

Isaac Hayes is a kid who is somewhat down on his luck Having to move to a new country, leaving his friends and "memories" behind, having to adjust to his new environment within Japan, as well as completing his final year of high school without anyone he knew. But... as the saying goes "There's no bad without the good, No good without the bad" and hopefully with a bit of courage, luck, (and a bit of divine intervention) he might just find his way through his final year of high school... and maybe he also might learn a few things about himself that he never knew before.. and possibly he might find his Soulmate along the way too~ [This is a (MOSTLY loose) retelling of the fifty shades trilogy within the 100 girlfriends universe, (and I say mostly because... well you'll see)] 17+ * (Light) BDSM* *depiction of sex* *some violence* You get the idea **I don't own 50 shades, nor do I own 100 girlfriends**

Life is a Gamble Alistair: "Life... it's a masquerade. You dance, you spin, you smile-but mostly, you hide. Nobody ever sees what's underneath." Harley: "Ooooh, spooky! So what are we talkin' here, sugar? Masks... or that ugly mug you're sportin'?" Alistair: "Cute. I was born a lover... a liar... a thief... and a killer." Harley: "Yeesh! That's a whole damn starter pack. You come with batteries too, or just a lotta bad habits?" Alistair: "Call it luck. Call it curse. Keeping all four balanced? It gets messy. Brutal. Bloody." Harley: "Messy I like! Messy gets the blood pumpin'! But, uh... fair warning, handsome-don't go thinkin' this is your horror show." Alistair: "Stick around, sugar. Keep your hands where I can see them, and maybe you'll survive the dance." Harley: "Or not! But hey-that's the fun part, right, puddin'?" Because in Gotham, everyone's wearing a mask. Some just fit tighter than others.

1000x stronger? Yes. 1000x smarter? No. 1000x chaotic? Absolutely. He sneezes once—entire mountains explode. Allergy season is apocalyptic. Farming simulator? His crops grow 1000x faster. He accidentally creates sentient p/corn. A punch? 1000x deadly. A hug? 1000x bone-crushing. He's lonely now. Every summon gets 1000x upgrades. His goldfish evolves into a nuclear submarine. 1000x brain power! He solves quantum physics... then forgets his password. Magic system unlocked—he creates a fireball so big, sun gods panics The multiverse trembles as he multiplies memes into world-ending chaos. Dark villains confront him, only to be multiplied into clumsy minions. Will he save the world, or just multiply creation into extinction? my empire rise

My memories are fading, my body falling apart, not just me but everyone around me, they just don't know it yet. Sickness and madness, for some reason the project was not executed, something went wrong, but there is hope, the books, they still exist somewhere, my memories prove it. I just need someone to help me, to keep me steady. My god, he's dying! Hm... Perhaps he will do it...