Sakura Struggles In Captor Itachi Grip

Genre: Fantasy, Action, Isekai, Supernatural Synopsis: In 20XX, Kyoto's Hanami festival takes a terrifying turn when the "Sacred Sakura" erupts with supernatural light, opening a vortex to a world teeming with yokai. This unstable portal chaotically connects both worlds, forcing Japan to adapt to the existence of yokai and the magic seeping into their reality. When his younger sister is dragged through the vortex, a young man must face his fears and venture into the unknown to save her.

Dying after getting bitten by a zombie, the main character finds himself in the world of fantasy. Reincarnating as the mid-rank villain, he decided to live differently and avoid the main cast. After all who would like to live as an arrogant brat only to die like a dog? However, just as he resolved to live a better life, [Ding!] [This world is not the same as the host knows. Because of the tragic ends, the God of Fortune has reversed the time and has allowed the main heroines to retain their memories.] Yeah, he is done for. ****** Additional tags: Possessive characters, no Yaoi, no Yuri, no ntr. ***** A/N:- The main character would be overpowered but not to the point where he could defeat his enemies with a snap of his fingers. This novel would be more focused on character development, slice of life, and romance.

Layton awoke in a world that seemed medieval at first glance. But as he explored further, he uncovered a realm teeming with magic, wizards, and gods, spanning countless dimensions. "Wizards, magic, gods, martial arts, and grand civilizations that run through numerous multiverses in the void, nothing is truly impossible here." "In this vast universe, nothing is truly impossible." With each step, Layton discovers the enchantment of wizards, the awe of magic, the mysteries of gods, and the discipline of martial arts, all interwoven within the rich tapestry of grand civilizations spanning countless worlds across the multiverse. Join him on an intensely personal odyssey that transcends the realms of possibility, as he ventures towards the summit of his own destiny and beyond.

A loving family , perfect country , perfect wife , perfect mistress , perfect husband , perfect mother. it's just perfect.

The first day of school doesn't go as planned. Nikko is late and he's literally running to school. He's so nervous, and the random guy that laughed at him while rushing through a crossroad, didn't add up to his mood.... *I am not an owner of the cover photo*

Three friends one night in Japan receives a text message from an unknown number offering money for killing Yakuza; their journey of friendship in military drama begins. Their fight for life and friendship does take in a lot of places to champion their enemies they never intended to see or know about and save the world they live in.

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.

Kefir Snezra, a man in his 20s finds himself stuck in a secluded dystopian location where the only source of safety he holds is the revolver he carries, 6 rounds in a chamber. A hellhole with no system to help nor blessings of god’s to give mc’s op powers or harem. Through trials of abominations he could encounter paired with horrors, will he survive with all his limbs attached? [This is my first time writing a story and this purely out of passion. Loved to write my own novel after reading so many fantastic ones :) ]

“I only want you, Maximus. I already told my parents that I love you and I'm going to marry you. No one else.” Aurora indignantly exclaimed. Max was shaking his head from what he heard. “No. No. You’re not being fair, Aurora.” He felt himself losing his strength as well as any chance to change her mind. Max leaned his body at the back of the single chair, almost sitting on it. He tugged on his necktie, needing some more air. His gaze fell on the ground. He’s powerless against his father. He won’t be able to protect his girlfriend from his family. He didn’t notice that Aurora was already in front of him. He just felt her palm on his cheeks, caressing it gently. He looked up to her. “You’re not fair.” He mumbled weakly. Like a defeated child. She’s rubbing her thumb against his cheeks. “The world’s not fair, Max.” Shaking her head. “It’s never fair.” She commented breathlessly. “You get everything you want.” He ignored her actions. He’d gone numb all over. This girl was too much of everything. Too selfish to even understand how he felt. “No. I don’t have your heart.” Max swatted her hand away and stood up straight. He chuckled at her response and halted. He shook his head as he looked at her straight in the eyes. “You won’t. You don’t even have one.” ************** Aurora Fontalva got everything except the heart of a certain man. She only wants Max. But how can she make him fall for her when he already had someone? He loves his girlfriend. Maximus D’Arco can’t escape his family’s wish for him to marry the only Fontalva heiress. Worse, Aurora even blackmailed him, or his girlfriend would suffer. Why would he fall for someone who doesn’t even care about his feelings? Only his girlfriend does. Is there really a thin line between love and hate? What if the thread breaks? **************** AN: Be warned!!! This is not your typical romance. As the story progresses, it tackles family, career, toxic relationships, twisted attraction, love, hate, lust, and heavy drama. And there are cases in which you can be sensitive. Lastly, this is not for the weak of heart. Please read the FOREWORD. Thank you.

Género: Fantasía, Acción, Isekai, Sobrenatural Sinopsis: En el año 20XX, durante el festival del Hanami en Kioto, un gigantesco y antiguo cerezo en flor, conocido como el "Sakura Sagrado", comienza a emitir una luz sobrenatural. De repente, un vórtice se abre en el tronco del árbol, revelando un mundo poblado por criaturas del folclore japonés: los Yokai. El vórtice actúa como un portal inestable que conecta ambos mundos de manera esporádica y caótica. Japón se ve obligado a adaptarse a la existencia de los Yokai y a la magia que ahora se filtra en su realidad Sumérgete en esta historia de Fantasía y Romance.

In a Japan ravaged by corruption, a young man from a good family, promised a brilliant future, wakes up one day imprisoned in a body that is not his own. His real body has been stolen by a murderous drug dealer, condemned to death, who has reversed their identities using an obscure process. Now, trapped behind the damp walls of a supposedly inviolable prison, he discovers himself in the body of this criminal.

The world's messed up. Monsters started falling from the sky. Flesh-eating creatures that almost wiped out Humanity.But then, people began to awaken strange abilities—Gifts, they called them. Supernatural powers that gave us a fighting chance. With these new abilities, we fought back, and for a while, it seemed like we were winning. Life slowly started to return to something that resembled normal. That is, until the Curses began. No one knows where they came from or why they started, but one thing was clear: they weren’t Gifts. They were something darker, twisted, as if reflecting the worst parts of humanity. People whispered that the Cursed were dangerous, unstable. Some even believed they were monsters in human skin. I used to think having a Gift would be the best thing that could ever happen to me. I dreamed of it, even. Too bad I didn’t get mine until the darkest moment of my life. And it wasn’t a Gift at all. But hey, like I said before, the world’s messed up.

William Adams started his new life in Japan at age ten after his father remarried a woman with three daughters. But six years later, his father is dead, and the family that he once loved is his new one. He watched on as he was humiliated, beaten close to death, and dumped into a river to drown. But life had other plans as the awakening happened, where sliver spheres picked 10% of the human population to have a chance to become strong by going through a trail called the Infinity Tower. The people chosen challenged the tower, and the longer they lasted, the stronger and the more equipment, but it was a one-time offer. Once they died in the tower, they were then sent back to the real world. The people came back within six months..... But one lasted sixteen years in the depths of a river unnoticed.

In the arid wastelands of Latin America stands **Solitary Bastion**, a fortress-like prison housing the nation's most dangerous criminals—cartel bosses, gang leaders, and unrepentant killers. In this volatile world of corruption and survival, the rules of morality are as fragile as the lives of those who dare uphold them. After dying in an underground fight, **Robert Viera**, a former boxer, finds himself reincarnated as a prison guard in this treacherous facility. Armed with a mysterious ability to see the full extent of someone's criminal life—and gain power by capturing or eliminating wrongdoers—Robert must navigate a labyrinth of danger, deceit, and deadly alliances. When Robert kills a cartel enforcer in self-defense during a prison riot, he becomes a marked man, targeted by the cartel and betrayed by his corrupt superiors. As conspiracies close in, Robert uncovers that even his warden and colleagues are players in a larger, sinister plot to silence him for good. With no one to trust and enemies lurking in every shadow, Robert must rely on his street smarts, fighting skills, and newfound abilities to survive. But in a place where justice is bought and loyalty is fleeting, will Robert's quest for redemption make him the savior of the prison—or its next victim? **"Shadows in the Bastion"** is a gripping tale of survival, betrayal, and one man's fight to expose the truth in a world where the lines between law and crime blur into darkness.

"I'm just a silly child with an unreachable dream. As a child, I always dreamed of being a Hero, but I went down the wrong path. I now look back at my foolish dream of wanting to be a Hero and saving others. Me, a Hero, what a farce. My sins can never be repented for they were too great." "Hah, don't even get me started on the story about my journey, for it's just a long and painful route to becoming a Diamond." "Power, luxury, worlds we can have all of them, but we can never fully be happy." "Diamond goddess my ass!! What is the use of becoming a powerful being if we can't even Live peacefully?" She turns to look at the child with pink hair and pink eyes. "Would you be interested in knowing who we are?" Iris asked the child. "Yes of course since I'm one too it would be good if I know," Polyra answered shyly and she twisted her hair on her fingertips. "Diamonds were supreme beings that were given to create life and destroy life, also known as world destroyers. They could pass through time and dimensions and create worlds of their own." I said as stars formed around them. "All Diamonds have a Diamond Gem in their body plus we have Diamond-shaped pupils to identify ourselves." "So then are we like cool or something," Polyra asked joyfully. Iris gave her a blank yet sad look, "I wish we were..." "All I know is throughout myself as a Diamond all I've felt was pain, but one thing that keeps me going is to find my sisters." "Diamonds are never free unless we're truly strong, but if we aren't we would be chased for the rest of our days." "What about the rest of the other Diamonds? There must be more people like us, right? Polyra asked nervously. "They're not my problem to deal with," Iris said coldly. "Then why did you save me?" Polyra asked as she stared deep into Iris's lifeless eyes. "Maybe a connection, I don't know." She responded. "Well then Iris if you won't find the rest of the other Diamonds, I will," Polyra stood up proudly. "Hahahaha, fine then have it your way." "Polyra, do you still want to be the Pink Diamond and become my follower?" she asked, stretching out her hand. "How can you also ask such a silly question Iris. You were the one who raised me and I don't care if I become a follower of the Black Diamond Goddess, because you're like a mother to me," she said softly. "Then the whole heavens would hate you dear child. For the Black Diamond shall always be the Diamond to bring calamity, chaos, and evil upon everything…." "And the Diamond war shall begin soon." The cover art isn't mine

The lower class in the past convinced themselves they were born evil because of the environment, because of the wars, because a lack of money.. Born with no wisdom, their vision became so clouded with temptation that they never considered someone behind the scenes caused them to end up how they ended up. There existed a path any of them could walk on to elevate themselves and their bloodline. That path was discovered at the cost of countless lives, with the length being built upon millions of bodies and thousands of years of history. With no end of the tunnel in sight, many more will fall off the path to strengthen the foundation or turn around entirely, for no one can guarantee a page in the history books or an ending to a grand story. Born into enemy territory, how can one realize their life is surrounded by sin? For resistance to exist, there must be a fight against 2 objects/people... ... Zenith awoke under a tree that was covered in green, standing tall and erect under a vast starry night, making it look insignificant compared to the numerous colors. Supporting his groggy body with his hand, he slowly sat up to see a sea of bodies before his senses began to be assaulted by his surroundings...

I am a middle-aged man who died and has now possessed the body of a Japanese woman. Living in someone else’s body with loneliness and boredom, without parents, in this land of Japan. Suddenly, a foreign man spoke to me. "Hey, you, let’s get married." And he proposed to me. Could this be a good chance to start a family? I, who was once a man, am suddenly marrying a foreign man? However, the foreign man who proposed admitted he has nothing but his two children. But that’s alright. I just want a simple family. ____ GenderBender, Male to Female, Complex Family Relationships, Romance Comedy, Transmigration, Slice of Life, Female Protagonist

A man broken by the endless cycle of death is granted a final shot at survival in the hellish game he's endured 100 times before. Regressing to his first life, he discovers he's not alone—others possess knowledge of the future too. Haunted by his past and manipulated by the Creator, figures from myth and history now inhabit the bodies of his previous reincarnations. With nothing but his knowledge of the future and a talentless soul, will he be able to overcome the odds? The game is about to begin—again.