Izuku Has A Healing Quirk Fanfiction

After being away from her childhood home for ten years, Alina returns to find the answers to her darkest questions. But what she finds there might be more than she can handle. With fear in eyes of stone, her past and something else, comes out to play. Who can you trust when your feelings know something your mind can't remember?

Raven is the most wanted criminal in the town of Domsville. Her tainted past taught her how to think, fight, kill and hide. The wildness in her blood is unmatched, and with her team of best friends, or partners in crimes, she could potentially end the world. It's too bad that Raven's only desire is a life without running, with someone she can call her lover. That wish may have been granted when her plan took a turn. She was to play the feelings of a man to gather a series of information that can earn her an impossibly large sum of money, then end him. It's a pity that she fell into her own trap. Now, only one question remains: would the man accept a lover with wildness in her veins and hand-caked blood? -- Jean Luc frowned, "You're impossibly stubborn. Just admit the truth." "I can promise that half the population reacts to movies," Raven raised her voice. "You're built like an alien, so it's no surprise that you don't understand and--" Jean Luc rolled his eyes at her seemingly endless rant, then before he gave himself a chance to reconsider, he shut her up. His lips on hers. It did the trick flawlessly.

Kylie Watson was sure she is doomed when she learned that her company would be bought and merged and some employees would be laid off. She was even more sure that she was going to be laid off after all she heard that the other project designer in the other company was more qualified than her. She was doomed. She needed to let go of her anxiety and her best friend, Julianna knows how to do that. The bar and getting drunk was the best option. But what happens after she has a one-night stand and he turns out to be her new boss? Will she be able to draw that line between love and professionalism? Will she be able to deal with the pressures of dating her boss?

After a year on the run, Quinn finds herself in the small town of Beaver Falls, working as a bartender, the only skill she knows. But Beaver Falls isn’t exactly your normal small town, and Quinn is about to learn that she has stumbled onto the only place that can save her from her ex. Not only will it provide her with the protection she needs, but it also holds the key to who she really is, and the man that she is destined to be with.

My mother sells special éclairs. Each one costs a thousand dollars, but the female customers fight each other to buy them. They look like they can't get enough. My sister wants to take a box to share with her boyfriend when she sees how popular they are. However, my mother firmly rejects her. She says she's the only one who can touch those éclairs. My sister refuses to listen. She secretly sneaks into the freezer in the basement. Then, in the middle of the night, I hear her wanton moans.

Angela Romero-Fernan is an ideal wife. A perfect Type-A wife to be exact. A loving wife to her husband Sebastian Fernan. A caring mother to their only son Thomas Romero Fernan. Angela also fulfills the duty of a CEO on their own family business. You see, she is the perfect ideal wife any man could wish for. But her husband Sebastian saw all those things from a different perspective. And indeed up cheating on her perfect wife Angela. And now shady things happened that their perfect marriage is at risk. The mistress died, pointing all the evidence to Sebastian. And only Angela could save her husband. Secret after secrets starting to reveal. A dilemma that their so-called perfect family is just lingering at the corner. Waiting to unfold. How can Angela cope up with all of these? Is her love enough to protect, her family? A struggle of a wife who vowed in the altar. 'Till death do us apart.'

Since a little boy, William always wanted to be a knight to help the Kingdom's people fend off their enemies and provide safety to his family. So, he found himself a mentor has dedicated from a nobody to a fledgling squire. But fate shall test William's resolve as every step to reach knighthood; new enemies arise to challenge him. Join William as a powerful shadow organization threatens the Kingdom and his loved ones. Would he rise to the occasion and be a knight that the Kingdom needs? Or will he crumble beneath it all?

Creation a place where anything and everything is possible, A nomadic warrior race called the Zerrohnians once a powerful race of 7-foot tall giant warriors. They are the greatest defenders of Creation and known by the name of Knights through the actions of their sister race called Xer-ragzh they were forced to abandon their fallen home of Requiem. A Promise made to their fallen home they will never repeat the same mistake and vow to protect their new home. Here they shall write their story here they shall right the wrongs made upon them, May none find them wanting.

Sage Joyner is reborn and given a second chance at life. In her previous life, she spent eight years of her life madly in love with Ian Holcomb. But all she got in return was a divorce certificate and a terrible death in a mental institution. Now that she's been reborn, the first thing she wants to do is divorce Ian! At first, Ian is as cold and disdainful as always. "Don't even dream of threatening me with a divorce. I don't have time for your tantrums!" After the divorce, Sage's career sets off, and countless outstanding men surround her. That's when Ian loses his cool. He pins Sage to the wall and says, "I was wrong, babe. Let's remarry …" Sage looks icy. "Thanks, but no thanks. I no longer have love on the brain."

Eight months pregnant, a contraction tore through me like a blade. But my husband, the Mafia boss Darren, refused to take me to the hospital. His sister-in-law, Angelina, his late brother's widow, was also due. To ensure she gave birth before me, she produced so-called proof of my infidelity, insisting the child I carried was no true Falcone. Because the heir to the Falcone family had to be the firstborn grandson. Darren believed her. He locked me in an abandoned wine cellar. “Don't think for a second I don't know what you've been up to.” “Let me tell you, you're not giving birth to that bastard until I've verified its bloodline myself.” “Angelina’s boy is of pure blood. I have to make sure her boy is the family's firstborn grandson.” I tried desperately to explain. “My water is about to break! Please, take me to the hospital! He’s your son, I swear on my life!” “I’ll never fight for the position of heir! I just want my baby to be safe!” Darren simply kicked me and shot me a glance. “Who knows if you’ll change your mind later? Don’t worry. I’ll come for you after Angelina gives birth. When the baby is born, I’ll see for myself whose it is.” Later, as he gazed at the crying infant in Angelina's arms, he finally thought of me. But one of his men informed him, his voice trembling: “Boss, the Madam… and the child… they're both dead.”