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In the sun-drenched hills of Tuscany, where vineyards stretch like kingdoms and power is poured into every glass of wine, the De Rossi family rules with wealth, fear, and an unbroken legacy of control. But when Luca De Rossi, quiet, underestimated, and far more dangerous than he appears, defies tradition by marrying Chiara, a girl from a simple life in America, he doesn't just choose love... he ignites a war. Inside the grand palazzo where loyalty is tested and betrayal is an art, Chiara must learn to survive a world that was never meant for her. Hunted by a woman who was promised Luca, watched by a brother who thrives on manipulation, and bound to a man torn between power and desire, she is forced to become something stronger than she ever imagined. As secrets unravel and control begins to slip, love turns into a weapon, and weakness becomes the most dangerous illusion of all. Because in a family where nothing is forgiven, the greatest threat is the one no one saw coming.

My Hero Academia x Female OC [Alternative Universe] Being raised by villains can make a person's view of the world different from those being raised by heroes. A person would think a child raised in a world full of villains would also become a villain, but that's not the case for Violet. From a young age, she wanted to be a Hero just like the man she idolized... Endeavor. But it's not that easy since she's supposed to be a villain... even so it's still her dream. Anyone can be a hero, right? But... Can a villain become a hero? My Hero Academia belongs to Kohei Horikoshi IMPORTANT!!! This story contains sensitive topics. If the story makes you uncomfortable, please stop reading. Everything in this story is made up and not true. This story is for entertainment purposes only! If you don't think this story is for you, PLEASE DO NOT READ! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

Tokyo Revengers x Female Reader [Alternate Universe] You chose Option B. You go back to Tokyo after a year, as promised, but things have changed. People have split, betrayals have been made, and new gangs have formed... not only that, but where is Mikey? And why are you suddenly being targeted by something called the three dieties? Was this the right choice? A SEQUEL TO BAREFACED! PLEASE READ BAREFACED BEFORE READING THIS! Tokyo Revengers belongs to Ken Wakui IMPORTANT!!! This story contains sensitive topics. If the story makes you uncomfortable, please stop reading. Everything in this story is made up and not true. This story is for entertainment purposes only! If you don't think this story is for you, PLEASE DO NOT READ! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

Tokyo Revengers x Female Reader [Alternate Universe] You chose Option C. You get invited to Hikari's wedding after ten years of living away from Tokyo. You come back to Tokyo and reunite with old friends. After breaking promises and hurting other peoples trust you begin to learn that your situation is rocky. Not only is Mikey unreachable but you also feel like someone has been watching you. Where is Mikey? Who is watching you? Was this the right choice? A SEQUEL TO BAREFACED! PLEASE READ BAREFACED BEFORE READING THIS! Tokyo Revengers belongs to Ken Wakui IMPORTANT!!! This story contains sensitive topics. If the story makes you uncomfortable, please stop reading. Everything in this story is made up and not true. This story is for entertainment purposes only! If you don't think this story is for you, PLEASE DO NOT READ! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

Tokyo Revengers x Female Reader [Alternate Universe] You chose Option A. You go back to the past and rewrite the story, preventing the one you witness. This will mean remeeting everyone, forming Toman, saving Takemichi, and your mother... There will be many challenges and hardships, but it should all be worth it in the end, right? Will you be able to save everyone? Was this the right choice? A SEQUEL TO BAREFACED! PLEASE READ BAREFACED BEFORE READING THIS! Tokyo Revengers belongs to Ken Wakui IMPORTANT!!! This story contains sensitive topics. If the story makes you uncomfortable, please stop reading. Everything in this story is made up and not true. This story is for entertainment purposes only! If you don't think this story is for you, PLEASE DO NOT READ! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

Tokyo Revengers × Female Reader [AU] You wake up in an unfamiliar place. Your room looks different, your face looks different, and your friends are different. Mysteriously you have woken up in a world where Toman exists. But something is different. Toman isn't the Toman you read in the manga. Out of curiosity you get yourself involved in troublesome situations. You can't tell if this is some sort of dream influenced by reading Tokyo Revengers before falling asleep... or if you're really in some sort of Isekai experience. Tokyo Revengers belongs to Ken Wakui IMPORTANT!!! This story contains sensitive topics. If the story makes you uncomfortable, please stop reading. Everything in this story is made up and not true. This story is for entertainment purposes only! If you don't think this story is for you, PLEASE DO NOT READ! VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED

Imagine if someone with a personality that is the absolute antithesis of Sonic the Hedgehog besides morally is somehow given a second chance at life, emerging not just as any character, but specifically as Anti-Sonic from the Archie Comics universe. Someone who embodies traits that are diametrically opposed to Sonic’s vibrant energy and free spirit, being reborn amidst a world that thrives on speed, anarchy, and decadence. (CROSS POSTED ON AO3 AND WATTPAD!)

Luna always thought her life was ordinary—until a single car accident changed everything. Waking up with fragmented memories, she discovers a shadow from her past is watching her, someone who knows her in ways even she doesn’t. Bound by a one-year contract marriage to the enigmatic and fiercely protective Ethan, Luna finds herself caught between buried secrets, a mysterious figure from her childhood, and the truth about her father—a truth someone wants to keep hidden at all costs. As memories resurface and danger closes in, Luna must decide who to trust: the man sworn to protect her, or the ghost of her past who knows her better than she knows herself. One year. One contract. One chance at survival—and love.

Aarohi has spent most of her life surviving the consequences of a man she was forced to call family. Living under the shadow of her stepfather’s addiction to gambling, she learns to endure silence, debt, and the slow collapse of everything stable in her life. But when his losses spiral beyond control, Aarohi becomes the price he is willing to pay. Betrayed and abandoned, she is taken by dangerous men who see her as nothing more than a way to settle a score. Thrown into a world far darker than anything she has known, Aarohi is forced to confront a reality where trust doesn’t exist and survival comes at a cost. It is in this world that she crosses paths with Veer Khanna—a powerful and enigmatic club owner with deep connections to the underground. Feared, controlled, and dangerously perceptive, Veer is not a man who involves himself without reason. Yet something about Aarohi refuses to be ignored. As their paths become entangled, what begins as a matter of circumstance slowly turns into something far more complex. Aarohi struggles to hold on to her sense of self in a world designed to break her, while Veer finds his control challenged by a connection he neither expected nor fully understands. But in a world built on power, secrets, and unspoken rules, every choice comes with consequences. And when the past resurfaces with greater force, Aarohi must decide whether she is willing to risk everything for a man as dangerous as the world he controls—or if walking away is the only way to survive. In a story where obsession blurs the line between protection and possession, love is not a refuge—it is a risk.

Volenix Empire. An Empire that lives under the guardianship of the four Aurils. People live in peace and harmony. Despite the blissful ignorance of the innocent, the world starts to crack slowly. Xue Licia Yanyi, a renowned maiden of the Empire vow to her title as the Holy Maiden to protect the innocence and brings justice to kneel before the righteous. Would she be able to conquer the mystery hidden behind all the cases she has to solves? Follow along, as Yanyi and her friends journey through the state of Kinsel in Volenix and discover the hidden mystery deep in their world. Who is Yanyi in this timeline?

After hearing devastating news from her caretakers, Michelle Mercia ran away from her orphanage. With nowhere to go, Michelle discovers a place she hasn’t been in for a long time. When Michelle remembers her close friends at the Playtime Co. factory, she makes it her mission to find them within the factory. What twisted fate awaits her? A little heads up: In my AU, the toys do age, and I might add a romantic relationship into the story. If you don’t like it, don’t read it. This AU will also have a Saves Everyone AU, so I hope you enjoy it. All the characters, except for OCs, belong to Mob Entertainment. (Rated mature for cursing and blood) A/N(6/14/25): https://www.tumblr.com/kawaiisylveon98/786384180337590272/would-anyone-be-interested-if-i-made-an-ask-and?source=share

He’s a transmigrant with a Kenjaku template. In Adventure Time, I am Kenjaku. Nothing new, nothing out of the ordinary. A transmigrant with borrowed memories, a borrowed body, and far too much time to think. The world of Ooo takes shape before my eyes, while the ruins of humanity still breathe, vampires hunt in the dark, and something far older stirs beneath the surface. There is no grand purpose, no heroic destiny. Only boredom, curiosity, and the need to experiment. If chaos is inevitable, then it will be shaped. This story isn’t about saving the world, but about watching what happens when someone like Kenjaku chooses to exist within it. In the end, this is nothing more than the result of someone bored… creating a story.

When a depraved man from the real world with encyclopedic knowledge on all things dragon ball gets sent into the world with the power to attract any woman he wants, he can't refuse.

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession..

The world changes into a mundane setting where everything looks the same. Ivory is forced to navigate through perpetual boredom while uncovering the mysteries of her world.

I carefully carried the hot coffee in my hands as I walked into his office. Empty. I let out a small breath. "Pheew…" Looks like the CEO isn't here yet. I placed the coffee down and glanced around once before slowly sinking into the chair behind his desk. The chair was… different. Thick leather. Soft, but firm. Expensive. The kind of comfort that didn't ask — it took. For a second… I let myself relax. My thoughts drifted. My mother. It's been a month. No calls. No visits. But she's fine… Kelvin said so. "She's in a coma." My chest tightened. I closed my eyes. Just for a minute. Just one..... A hand gripped my jaw. Firm. Cold. My breath caught as my head was tilted upward, And then I saw him. My heart stopped. He was.. No… that wasn't normal. No man should look like that. Sharp features carved like they were designed, not born. A straight nose, defined jaw, lips that held no softness , only control. And his eyes… Cold. Not empty. Just… calculating. His silver hair caught the light, smooth and clean, like polished steel under moonlight. Not old , no ..it only made him look more dangerous. Too perfect. Too wrong. Too handsome. "Who are you?" he asked. His voice… Low. Smooth. Something that didn't ask twice. A shiver ran down my spine. I blinked, still half lost between sleep and reality. "Look, handsome… it's my dream. You don't really get to question me, okay?" A pause. Then A smile. Cold. Slow. Dangerous. "Your dream huh…?" he repeated. I nodded slightly, still dazed. "Okay." The word came out too easily. Too calmly. His gaze lingered on me like he was studying something. "Seems Erica finally found me exactly what I wanted…" he muttered. My brows pulled slightly. "…a brave, innocent little cat." My heart skipped. "But she didn't have to drug you." Erica…? Cat…? Drug…? This dream is getting confusing... Before I could think. He moved. Fast. Too fast. His hand slid to the back of my neck, pulling me forward... And his lips crashed into mine. My eyes widened. Warm. Firm. Possessive. "Mmm…" The sound slipped out before I could stop it. Why does this feel so real…? Is this how dreams feel? My body reacted before my mind could catch up.pleasure burned through my whole body....dreams does feel Good. My hands moved on thier own, sliding onto his shirt theninto his hair. Soft. Smooth. Too real. I pulled slightly. "This is too—" Pain shot through my lip. "Ouch!" He bit me. I froze. Pain. Real pain. My eyes snapped open fully. This isn't a dream. Oh no. Oh no. I'm in the CEO's office. I pushed against his chest, stumbling back as I shot up from the chair. My face burned. I couldn't even look at him. My head dropped immediately. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. With shaky hands, I pointed to the table. "Y-your coffee… sir." Silence. Heavy. Thick. I could feel his eyes on me. Watching. Measuring. I need to get out. Now. I turned quickly, reaching for the door. "Stop." Does it look like you get to walk in and out here by chioce??? I froze. Slowly… I turned back. "Who are you?" he asked again. This time, colder. Clearer. "My name is Eve, sir… your new personal assistant, sir." A scoff. Sharp. "Assistant?" His footsteps were slow as he moved closer. "Dozing off… in my chair… on your first day?" My throat tightened. "Seems like you'll be dozing off in a lot of places these days…" A pause. Then, lower till he got to my height level "…little cat." My fingers tightened around the door handle. "I..I have to go, sir." Coward. "Call me if you need anything else." I didn't wait. I opened the door and ran like he would chase after me.