Just a few one-shots and small stories to satisfy your (my-) need for this asshole of a French man. I love this man, help. Fluff, angst, smut... Gender-neutral, male or female... Request what you want :)

After the incident of the First Light, people have been given powers and are now called radiants. But as time went on, a war brew between the humans and radiants. After many years of fighting their earth is now dying on the brink of destruction. A military army founded by Brimstone was the main source of fighting back these radiants but even so, it wasn't enough. Brimstone died, but his mission carried on to his army. Pvt. Y/N L/N a soldier of this earth lives through this war. Fighting the same battles to protect his home but after one last mission led them to an unknown yet familiar place. How would he react to a reality, to another earth where radiants and regular humans work hand and hand to fight the same radiants that destroyed his home? The people he saw die were alive in this world and working with radiants? Buckle up its gonna be one hell of a trip Riot own all Valorant characters here

This is my go at a VALORANT fanfiction; this will be using a character I created (that you, reader, will be in the POV of.) I apologise if it sucks, I'm trying my best. *** Mountains, ice and snow. This was all Everest knew and understood; until a freak accident that occurred on her descent from Mount Everest completely turned her life upside down. Fearful of her sudden new abilities, she cut herself off from everyone around her, isolating herself to prevent anyone accidentally getting hurt. News reporters had shared her early discovery of her abilities to the world, even without her consent.Nobody saw her after that, and wondered where one of the greatest mountaineers of their time had disappeared to. From afar, she watched strange men in laboratory coats and armed guards take people away from her town. Family, friends, neighbours. She didn't know who these people were, or why they were doing it, but she had a solid theory. That they wanted her, and were using those close to her to draw her out of hiding. To try and control her, to kill her, she didn't know. A new organisation contacted her out of the blue after a while, offering safety and help with her new abilities. What she didn't know, was this invitation would change her life. For better or for worse, we'll find out. * Action starts to ramp up chapter 10+. Hang in there and have some fun, thanks for coming along with the ride! ** - Updates most likely every two-three days from now on - TWs include: slight swearing. Violence. Slight manipulation. Implied torture.

In a post-war world, trying to recover from the devastation of the Omnic Crisis, you are a retired soldier trying to live with your PTSD in Miami. You have the same routine, day-by-day, wallowing in the guilt from memories you've tried so hard to bury, until you meet her... Sombra enters your life out of the blue, stating that she wants to recruit you for a top-secret organisation that you assumed had been shut down by the Petras Act, Overwatch. But can she be trusted? As new dangers threaten to tear the world apart, you find yourself locked in a deadly game of deception, constantly wondering who exactly you can rely on... (Disclaimer - I do not own Overwatch, neither its characters nor lore, instead all rights go to Blizzard on that front. Nor do I own the images used on the cover, or in the chapters. If you read this book and recognise your artwork, please send me a private message and I will have you credited immediately)

In the age of the Great Crusade, when the Emperor's light sought to pierce the endless dark, there was one who rose among the stars with a vision of unity and strength. He was Gaius Aurelius Regulus, the Primarch of the Second Legion, the Argent Eagles, forged by fate to bring order to chaos and peace to the shattered realms of Man. His was the voice of reason amid the clamor of war, his blade the instrument of Imperial justice. From the ashes of fractured worlds, he wove alliances; from the ruins of defiance, he built empires. Yet even as his conquests brought glory to the Imperium, shadows gathered around him. For in the Imperium of Man, loyalty is both a virtue and a burden, and the price of unity is often paid in blood. As the tides of betrayal and ambition rise, Regulus must confront the eternal question: does the dream of order justify the cost of sacrifice? In the crucible of war, his Legion will stand as a testament to the indomitable will of humanity-or as a warning to those who would place hope in fragile bonds of trust. So begins the tale of the Second Legion: warriors, builders, and unifiers, born to soar above the stars as Argent Eagles. Their triumphs are written in fire, their legacy etched in shadow. For in the grim darkness of the 31st Millennium, even the noblest ideals can be shattered by the unyielding march of fate.

Commander Caius Atelinas is many things: angel, demon, soldier, saint, and above all, an Ultramarine. A distinguished veteran of uncounted battles, his squad is often sent on some of the most dangerous missions to defend the Imperium of Man from the enemies of Mankind no matter where they show their faces. When he is sent on a mission to retrieve a stranded Tech-Priest on an isolated world at the edge of Imperium Space, he finds himself confronted with something much more dangerous than a downed space craft. Soon confronted by agents of Chaos, an Orkish invasion, and a squad of Aeldari all seeking the Tech-Priest or the ruination of the planet, Caius and his squad find themselves at the forefront of a fight that will put their skills to the test and sets Caius on the collision course with an unexpected ally - Farseer Naudan Bahad of Craftworld Ulthwé, his long-time rival and one-time ally, who has come to the planet seeking out a familiar foe and a mystery that they both believe had faded into the shadows. --- STORIES IN THE SERIES: 0. 'Farseer Falling' - Completed 1. 'Aquila' - Completed 2. 'Imperium' - Completed 3. 'Renegade' - Ongoing

The valorant protocol, an elite group of the best humanity has to offer. Consisting of humans and radiant's alike, they are the forefront of earth's defence to stop threats both in world... and out. A second universe (dubbed earth 2) has opened a portal to invade and pillage Earth 1 of all its radianite without regard for the devestation they bring, leaving earth 1 to suffer the loss of its leading energy source. Earth 2, a world in which radiants revolted and overthrew the humans. Those who were slaughtered were considered lucky to the resistance as the alternative was to be forcefully converted to radiants through a process only known by the highest of the radiants. The resistance was a group of humans (lead by commander brimstone) that fought back against the radiants but, unfortunately, they were snuffed out until all that remained was a small group consisting of 5 humans and a robot specifically made to combat the unnatural power of radiants. In an effort to stop the radiants plans of invading another dimension, this group attacked the portal site in hopes of shutting the gateway down. However... they failed. Among his fallen team, y/n glared at the leader of the radiants as he sat bleeding out in the dirt. "Look me in the eyes human. This is the last thing you'll ever see, a reminder of your failure" "..." "No final words? hmph, your choice" *BANG* _______________________________________________________ "How am I alive?" "Our healer revived you, you should consider yourself lucky she found you so soon. 5 minutes later and you would have experienced brain death" "A radiant saved me? hmph, should have just left me" "your opinion on radiants is unimportant to me. You come from the dimension that is invading us, you've fought against those that are invading us. I could do with that expertise" "You want me to fight for you?" "No... I want you to fight WITH me" "... my fight ended when that bullet went through my head" "Hmmm.. we'll see about that"

Valora Anton is a trained, lethal assassin, and she's running for her life. No one-no one-had ever come close to catching her. But when the net finally closes, she's transferred to an island prison house in the Atlantic, a place known for its brutality. She's certain this is where her journey ends-until she realizes she's wrong. Phoenix Knight is the iron-fisted warden of Atlanta Prisonhouse, feared by every woman under his control. Ruthless, unforgiving, and unbending, he rules with an absolute hand, tormenting misbehaved prisoners without a second thought. His pleasure comes from their suffering, from breaking them, bending them to his will. But when Valora enters his domain, everything shifts. There's something about her-something sharp, dangerous, poisonous-that draws him in. On one hand, he's repulsed by her icy demeanor, her unyielding nature. On the other, he's irresistibly allured by her presence, by the fire that simmers beneath her calm exterior. For the first time in years, Phoenix is out of control. And he hates it. Valora is no ordinary prisoner, and Phoenix is no typical captor. Their dynamic is a volatile cocktail of aggression, manipulation, and raw tension. Each encounter between them ignites a new spark, a dangerous push-pull of venomous desire that neither of them can resist. They are two forces of destruction, locked in a dance that threatens to undo everything they've ever believed in. The real question is: How far will they go to destroy each other? And in the end, who will be left standing, and at what cost? [Second Book of the V-Series] A Standalone Novel Complete.

For ten thousand years, the Emperor of Mankind has sat upon the Golden Throne, a silent corpse-god worshipped by a galaxy-spanning Imperium built in His name. He never wanted their faith. He never asked for their prayers. Now, He has returned. But this is no salvation. Torn from the brink of oblivion, the Emperor awakens to a nightmare-an Imperium steeped in ignorance, its people shackled by superstition, its rulers corrupt and complacent. The dream of reason and unity He once fought for has been twisted into dogma, stagnation, and blind faith. And they call Him a god. He hates them for it. As His presence spreads across the Imperium, miracles fade, saints fall silent, and the very foundations of the Ecclesiarchy crack beneath the weight of His fury. Guilliman, the last loyal son, kneels before Him, only to be cast aside as a failure. The High Lords of Terra tremble, knowing their rule is ending. But the Emperor's return is more than a reckoning-it is the final heresy. Now, the Imperium faces its greatest war-not against xenos, not against the traitorous forces of Chaos, but against its own creator. And when a god hates you, there is no salvation.