Power Vacuum fan fiction 18+

Five planets in a row, is it a disaster or a rebirth? The human prince's underwater adventure makes the entire sea clan tremble. A legend is about to begin, ten magical weapons appear, the kind-hearted sea dragon princess and the infatuated mermaid princess create a love song in troubled times. The sea people and the human race have been hating each other for generations. In heaven and on earth, who will decide the fate of the world? A brand new underwater adventure that is thrilling, erotic, hot, exciting and blood-boiling, all in "Sea King Biography".

Aoki had transmigrated into the pokemon world for the first time and started as an orphan. The pokemon world was not the paradise that he had imagined. After being captured by Team Rocket and forced to survive as prisoner on an island were darkness devours hope and death was around every corner, Aoki barely survived. Only for a rival in the Rockets to betray him to the Pokemon League. Aoki died again in an ambush but in a strange twist of fate was given the chance to start again from the day he was captured by Team Rocket. Equipped with an analysis system Aoki swore that he would be stronger this time and break free from the limitations of being weak. Follow Aoki as he rises from the dark to become the freest person in the world! (Note: This is a translation of a Chinese novel) Please support me and read ahead by donating on Patreon! Patreon: patreon.com/Cicutae

"Monsoon Romance" is a heartwarming tale of childhood friends Haruto and Aiko, whose bond grows from innocent friendship to enduring love. Set against the backdrop of cherry blossoms and monsoon rains, their journey explores dreams, first love, and the promise of forever.

Akame Uchiha, the daughter of Izuna and niece of Madara Uchiha, became a student of Tobirama and her mother, who was a reincarnator, trained her as well. When Tobirama and his students were ambushed by Kinkaku and Ginkaku force during the peace talks with Kumo after the end of First Ninja War, Akame volunteered to be the bait, and Tobirama, with a proud smile, made her the Third Hokage.

Luffy ended up drowning in a barrel because of a whirlpool during the beginning of his adventure. Mark, who had reincarnated in Luffy's body because... Well, because the author wanted to, he freely and spontaneously assumed his dream of becoming the king of the pirates. Mark thought it was already great that he was reincarnated in Luffy's body, but he never imagined that he would gain something that every fanfic protagonist has: A system! Great Adventure System! After he finally conquered the Grand Line, he gave an interview to a certain newspaper. "Would you like to say something now, after you have conquered all the seas?" "I want to thank my team who accompanied me all the way. They were the ones who always supported me in everything." The reporters looked behind Mark, where several beautiful women were laughing. -------- A/N: One note, if you read a lot of One Piece fanfics, you may have seen this one by other names. So I'll make it clear here that: despite being a translation, I'll also I will use my poetic license to make changes where I think they are necessary. _____ My patreon: patreon.com/Supreme_Dragon_God ---- Updates Monday through Friday around 10pm local time

Recovering some fragments of his past life's memories when being used as an experiment subject, he finds some hope and purpose to keep fighting for his new life and future. Gaining power he thought as just a dream before, he strives for power to get a better life. With 9 monstrous entities living inside his body, Alex's journey in his new life will be full of events. ______________________________________ Read ahead up to +50 chapters in my patreon page patreon.com/GrimFairy

He reincarnated as Johnny Blaze — the Ghost Rider. But this time, he's not just a flaming skull on a bike. Now he’s got comic book knowledge, a body with magical potential, and a strict death timer: 13 months left to live. With hellfire in one hand and the chance to learn real magic in the other, Johnny’s not planning to just "ride into the night" — he's going to burn through every demon, sorcerer, and god who gets in his way. No MCU fluff. No canon repeats. No "MC gets powers but nothing changes". This is Ghost Rider with a brain, a plan, and no time to waste. You don't need to know anything about Ghost Rider. Just know that when the Rider comes... somebody burns.

She was never meant to marry a god. Especially not the Vampire God. For nineteen years, Roseline lived under strange, suffocating rules: Never go out at night. Never wear colorful clothes. Never attract attention. In the quiet town of Techny, tales of vampires were whispered in fear—ancient myths meant to scare children. But for Roseline, those tales were warnings. Warnings she never fully understood… until the night they came for her. Born under the Blood Moon, she was marked from birth—destined to become the bride of the Vampire God, a cursed fate sealed in blood and shadow. Dragged into a world of eternal night, Roseline finds herself trapped in a royal, sinister court, married to a darkly powerful being with red eyes, a dangerous aura, and secrets older than time. He is cruel. He is cold. He is irresistibly beautiful. And now, he owns her. But Roseline is no ordinary bride. As she unravels the truth about her heritage, the vampires’ curse, and the reason her parents have been in comas for thirteen years, she discovers a power within her that could shatter both realms. Caught between a love she never asked for, a past drenched in betrayal, and a destiny darker than she imagined, Roseline must choose: Surrender to the Vampire God… Or become the Queen who rewrites fate itself. --- Excerpt: The grand hall buzzed with music, laughter, and elegance—but Rosaline felt like an invisible ghost among the glittering nobles, just another waitress carrying wine on a silver tray. Until fate, cruel and twisted, decided to strike. As she reached one of the most luxurious tables in the room, her heel slipped on the polished floor. The tray tilted, the wine surged, and in a blink, the deep red liquid splashed across the expensive suit of the most intimidating man she'd ever seen. The goblet shattered. She crashed to the ground with a gasp, heart slamming against her chest. The music stopped. Conversations died. All eyes turned. Rosaline’s breath hitched as she scrambled to her knees. “I-I’m so sorry, sir…” she whispered, head bowed in shame. He rose slowly from his seat—Prince Stefan, the empire’s most powerful noble, though Rosaline didn’t know that. All she knew was that he smelled of wealth, power… and something dangerously otherworldly. His eyes— black, piercing, unreadable—locked onto her like a predator studying prey. He was magnetic. Regal. And terrifyingly silent. Everyone expected him to shout, to demand her job, her punishment. But instead, he tilted his head. His gaze trailed across her face… then down to the soft skin of her neck, where a faded birthmark peeked out—shaped like a crescent moon. The mark. His breath caught. His expression shifted. She was the one. The bride of the Vampire God. The girl bound to him by blood, fate… and a curse centuries old. Kavin nudged him, trying to snap him out of his daze, but Stefan couldn’t look away. “You…” he murmured, his voice low, smooth like dark velvet, “...you’ve grown into someone far more captivating than I expected.” Rosaline blinked, confused. She didn’t know why he looked at her like that. She didn’t know who he really was. But something in his gaze made her chest flutter. He took a step closer. Close enough for her to feel the heat rolling off his body. The way he looked at her made her skin tingle—like he was peeling back her soul. “Tell me, beautiful,” he said, lips curling into a teasing smile, “would you go on a date with me… and save yourself from losing this job?” Gasps echoed again. A date? With him? Rosaline’s heart threatened to jump out of her chest. Who was this man really? And why did her heart feel like it was being claimed by something ancient and forbidden?

Bleeding lips and scraped knees. A torn skirt. Messy hair. Laughter-some familiar, some from strangers-echoing with mockery. When someone asks Melissa about her first kiss, this is the memory that surfaces. For her, a first kiss wasn't a heart-fluttering moment; it was a nightmare that still haunts her. The pain has left her terrified of love, locking her heart away. What happened to Melissa? Will she ever find the courage to open her heart again? Is falling in love really so hard?