Watching My Hero Academia Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I took a silver bullet for him. I sacrificed my wolf, my career, and my soul to be his perfect mate. In return, Alpha Damon Blackwood gave me a divorce and a devastating truth: our life was a lie. For five years, I was the "weak" Luna of the Blackwood Pack, enduring the sneers of my mother-in-law and the cold indifference of my husband. I even raised a son who wasn’t mine, only to be told I was a placeholder for his true love’s return. Discarded and broken, I walked away. But Damon forgot one thing: before I was his trophy wife, I was Shadow_Cipher—the most feared hacker in the world. Five years later, I’m back. But I’m no longer the girl with the silver-scarred chest and the broken heart. I am Luna Ashford, the billionaire CEO of a global tech empire. I’ve come to strip Damon of his title, his fortune, and his pride. My revenge is a cold, calculated masterpiece—until I meet Draven Craven. He is the Alpha of the Underworld, a ruthless mafia king who bows to no one. The mate bond between us is a violent, magnetic force I never wanted to feel again. He wants to claim me. He wants to protect me. But I’m done being a pawn in the games of Alphas. Damon wants my forgiveness. Draven wants my heart. But I? I’m here for my empire.

I see Grandfather, and he knows I see him. The people surround me, their faces red with anger. Grandfather raises his hands, eventually quieting them. "Toby... what have you done?" The colony world of Horus was a blissful utopia... until a curious little boy made one mistake and sent the world into a downward spiral of self-destruction. The world's gods were revealed to be nothing more than computers... and those computers are now failing. To pay for his mistake, Toby Spafford, now a man, must travel the deadly, ruined streets to find three missing keys that can activate a backup system created by his grandfather, Professor Jonathan Spafford. Dogging his every move are various factions that have grown to like the taste of power over the helpless citizens, and they'll do anything to stop him. In his favor, he is determined, intelligent, bitterly stubborn, and resourceful. Unfortunately... so are his enemies.

There’s an envelope sitting in the middle of my desk. White. Unmarked. Perfectly centered, like someone placed it there with intention. My name is typed across the front. “Termination of Employment.” My stomach sinks. I scan the rest—employment ended effective immediately… final paycheck processed… return company property… Thank you for your service. He even dared to say thank you. The signature at the bottom makes my throat tighten. His name. Bold. Clean. Like this is nothing but routine paperwork to him. “Xavier Crest. CEO of TechUp” So this is what “no” costs. I stared at the letter filled with rage. Just when Sydney thought her life was starting to come together, her ruthless boss just had to bring chaos into her peaceful and organized life — bringing along his terrible ex who is hell bent on making Sydney’s life a living hell. Forcing her into a marriage, neither of them wants, he realizes Sydney is not as docile as she seemed which only infuriates him the more because NO ONE dares to cross Xavier. She said no. He fired her . Then claimed her. What happens when saying no to the most powerful man in the room costs you everything?

“Tell me you want me to fuck you with my fingers. Tell me you want to come on my hand like a good little slut.” The words sent a jolt of heat straight to my core. I should have been ashamed, should have pushed him away—but the way he touched me, the rough need in his voice, it was too much. “Yes,” I gasped. “Please—” He groaned, his fingers sliding inside me, curling to hit that spot that made me see stars. “That’s it, slut,” he murmured, his lips trailing down my neck. “Ride my fingers. Let me feel how wet you are for me.” “Yes, daddy.” **** Elara Voss was betrayed by her ex-boyfriend and couldn’t bear the humiliation, so she ran from the pack. Two years later, she’s forced to return. But this time, she came back stronger, sharper… Ready to never trust a man again. Until she meets built-like-a-god of lust, Alpha Damon Crassus… her ex’s father. Damon Crassus isn't just an Alpha; he is a monolith of raw power and refined sin. While her ex was a spark, Damon is the inferno, a man with hands that look like they could either crush a throat or worship a body with terrifying precision. The pull is instant, impossible, and dangerous. She shouldn’t want him. She shouldn’t even look at him. Yet every instinct, every heartbeat, screams otherwise. Elara will discover the pack is no longer the same. So does she. And the closer she gets to Alpha Damon Crassus, the more she understands… Some men don’t break your heart. They ruin you slowly—until walking away is no longer an option. WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE EXPLICIT SCENES. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED.

“Come back with them obediently, and I'll make you my Luna,” Natalie was caught by the ruthless Alpha who killed her parents. He made her the Luna of his pack despite her disapproval. Not only does she have to fight against the Alpha, she has to fight his handsome brother who has also got attracted to her.

Cherry Mae Banaag, an exceptional and hardworking woman, had one main goal: to provide a better life for her father, who was battling a heart condition. Faced with life's challenges and the lack of financial resources for her father's surgery, Cherry found herself with no option but to accept an offer from Rexon Del'Torre, the renowned lead vocalist of Logistic Band, whom she had recently met at the Resto-Bar where she worked. Initially agreeing to be his personal assistant, Cherry soon found herself in a situation where Rexon requested something more. How could she resist his charisma, his captivating scent, and his provocative touch? How could she turn down Rexon Del'Torre when he seemed to be the only one capable of fulfilling her desires and claiming her body and soul?

"Harder..." I gasped, my nails was digging into his rock hard shoulders. "You like your stepbrother fucking you like this?" "Y-yes ... don't s-stop..." "Fuck baby, you feel good..." I was so wet that I could even hear Christian fucking my juices back into me. ******** He’s my stepbrother. The one man I’m not supposed to want. But I’ve felt his hands on my hips, his mouth on my neck, his voice in my ear telling me exactly how he’s going to ruin me. It started one night as a mistake, one sex and I never saw him again. Now he’s in my room after midnight, pressing me against the wall, making me beg for more. We’re breaking every rule, crossing every line… And the filthy truth is... I love it. Because once my stepbrother tasted me, he swore he’d never stop.

"There's a foreign object lodged in the patient's lower region. Due to the unique circumstances, we need the patient's next of kin to sign the consent form for an extraction procedure." My body stiffens when I see the name on the consent form. "I'm Renee Becker's next of kin." It's Liam Cassidy who says that. He's the first love of my wife, Renee Becker, who has been away for a month, claiming she's off on a business trip. Liam doesn't recognize me. He takes the pen and signs the consent form. In the section to mark his relationship to the patient, he writes the word "husband". After passing the pen back to me, he grips my hand tightly and beseeches me, "Doctor, you must do everything you can to help her. She's carrying my baby." As I wrench my hand back from him, my wedding ring slips off and falls onto the floor.

The old days are long gone. The modern generation has come to the fore. The once-forgotten story will be rewritten in history. I will be a sign in my resurrection. My lips were dripping with a red liquid. My quiet self has awakened After spending a long time in a dark bedroom, I'm going to rekindle our love. I will be her guide through the disaster caused by my daring love. "You are mine," after all. -Ambrogio Collins

After my husband's death, I long for him so much that it becomes a mental condition. To put me out of my misery, my in-laws order a custom-made robot to be my companion. But I'm only more sorrowed when I see the robot's face—it's exactly like my late husband's. Everything changes when I accidentally unlock the robot's hidden functions. Late at night, 008 kneels before my bed and asks, "Do you need my third form of service, my mistress?"