JoãoMCR

A long time ago there was a squirrel, he was called Cho. He fought the warriors of the enemy land, corvalon, all alone, and always emerged victorious. But one day a mage appeared, Jikozo, who fought against Cho, since then cho has never been seen again....until now...

SnowShy

As irmãs Irene, Seulgi, Wendy, Joy e Yeri eram muito felizes até a morte de seus pais, quando a vida delas ganha uma reviravolta sombria e mágica.

American Horror Story Fanfic 0 - Season 13 - script and scene changes for eps, information and explanations about characters and everything else.

jonasexistiu

In the vast and indifferent fabric of space-time, where improbability is a constant and logic is rarely invited for tea, there exists the Department of Interdimensional Bureaucracy (DIB). Its purpose? To ensure that reality remains minimally functional or, at least, sufficiently confusing so that no one notices otherwise. But something went wrong. Horribly, catastrophically, fill-out-three-copies-of-reports wrong. Immanuel Breckford, a man whose greatest achievement until then was remembering where he left his keys, unexpectedly finds himself involved in one of the DIB's most catastrophic failures. Upon receiving a Temporary Ontological Adjustment Request Form 42/B, his existence is recalculated. To correct this cosmic blunder, the DIB sends Artemis Xyllan-7, Senior Auditor and specialist in metaphysical disasters. Armed with an expired stopwatch, a pen that alters probabilities, and the patience of a black hole, she has little time (and even less desire) to fix the problem before the universe decides to file Immanuel away permanently.

Sensei Oji Mestre Nyah Fanfic

Inspetores fazem parte de um grupo seleto de humanos com poderes sem igual capazes de deter os poderosos psicopatas (humanos dotados de força e sem empatia pela vida). O inspetor Kinoko Shiitake é bastante astuto, apesar do tamanho não muito privilegiado. Nunca perdeu um caso. E agora enfrenta o desafio de achar o causador das mortes em barris na floresta de Aokigahara.

Sorima

De novo... De novo... Uma última vez! Lobo implorou com a boca seca e os olhos arregalados de terror diante do fim, e do fracasso, de sua missão. O mundo que conheceu sendo afogado em chamas impetuosas; os gritos de agonia dos druidas e dos humanos; o calor sufocante o envolvendo antes que a escuridão o abraçasse... Quando o último resquício de luz ainda era visível em sua visão embaçada, Lobo murmurou o encantamento... e recomeçou.