Camryn Wells wasn't trying to rebuild her life so much as outrun the version of it that nearly destroyed her. After a year and a half off the grid, nursing wounds no one could see and some that still ached like hell, she's back in Pittsburgh. Sort of. She's here for Gwen, the woman who adopted her, who's now fading into early-onset dementia. She's on night shift, working trauma at PTMC, trying to remember the nurse she used to be-and to convince her small army of overprotective siblings that she's fine now. That she's not the broken girl they saw in that hospital bed in Boston. Camryn is sunshine incarnate: bright-eyed, too kind, stubbornly hopeful, and despite everything, still believes in second chances. What she didn't plan on? Her new next-door neighbor just happens to be the gruff, quiet, unflinchingly calm ED attending who runs her shift with surgical precision... and dry quips that cut sharper than a scalpel. Dr. Jack Abbot doesn't do distractions. Not from interns. Not from administration. And definitely not from the impossibly cheerful nurse who crash-landed into his backyard and, somehow, into his life. Guarded, fiercely competent, and more at ease in chaos than comfort, Jack prefers solitude-until Camryn. With her pastel mugs, man-hating cat, and maddening habit of calling him out with a smile, she worms her way into every corner of his neatly boxed-off world. She's not what he expected. And he's exactly what she wasn't ready for. But on the night shift, where everything broken comes through the door eventually, maybe they'll both learn healing doesn't always look like what you thought.

A nurse who knows when to step in-and when to stay quiet. A doctor who carries more guilt than he'll ever admit. In the space between professionalism and something dangerously close to need, they find comfort in routines, shared exhaustion, and moments that linger longer than they should. In a place where lives are constantly on the line, the hardest thing might be wanting something you were never supposed to touch.

in which, she knows what she wants, but he keeps playing with her. love island: season 7 nic x fem!oc x pepe

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

Jamie Hendricks is an AWOL Helicopter Pilot hiding in the American wilderness when suspicious helicopters are spotted over her office. Her involvement and her dark past draws the attention of Task Force 141. In exchange for not getting court martial, she is recruited and trained to be a killer just like her enigmatic, dark, guiltless new lieutenant... while she fights off the demons of her past while trying to fight for her future, she's drawn into Ghost's darkness and he's drawn to the flame she continually hides from him. Light and dark collide like fire and gasoline, explosions and death are bound to follow. This story is based completely off of the COD MWII game, along with parts of the story of my own included. I do not own nor created any characters from the game. Written from Jamie's POV with some of Ghosts POV. TW: Please be aware, this story includes references to sexual assault, graphic violence, murder, cursing, blood, torture, graphic descriptions of sex, smut, mutual pinning (18+ ONLY) This is a SLOOOOOOOOW BURN. Enemies to squad mates, squad mates to lovers... very little fluff, lots of angst.

"All I need is one shot." ✧ Simon "Ghost" Riley was a cold, heartless killer. He was untouchable, and he made his enemies cower just by hearing his name. Not you, though. Cold? Heartless? Hearing him referred to by those names would make you laugh. If anyone was demented and heartless, it was you. A menacingly precise and skilled sniper by the name "Odile," you were the one to be feared. So when you're captured and interrogated by Task Force 141 for being suspected of working with the terrorist Hassan, you're offered something you cannot pass up ─ valuable information on where to find an old friend that went missing 7 years ago by the name of König. The catch? Temporarily join Task Force 141 and help disarm a missile in Austria. ✧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ✧ #3 in "fanfic" out of 1.4M+ #10 in "ghost" out of 55.4K+ #4 in "callofduty" out of 1,000+ #1 in "codmw2" out of 150+ #3 in "cod" out of 1,000+ ✧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ✧ Began: December 20, 2022 Completed: July 4, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs Full Word Count: 62k ✧ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

Price discovered you as a young girl whose family had been violently and unjustly taken away from her. As there were no other options for you, Price took you in and raised you as his own daughter. During your teenage years, you underwent extensive training with him and his team. Eventually, Price became the captain of a task force known as "The 141." After excelling as a recruit and working your way up the ranks, you were selected by Price to join this team. While most of your teammates welcomed you with open arms, some believed that the only reason you were there was because of your relationship with the captain. Will you prove them wrong?

[ "sour", the sequel to this story, is up now! ] in which one word has the power to make or break 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. ❝'are you sure?' i genuinely cannot believe this is happening. 'positive. literally 𝘴𝘰 positive.' the goofiest fucking grin crept onto my face. 'sweet.'❞ i love you all, enjoy xoxo

𝑺𝑰𝑴𝑶𝑵 '𝑮𝑯𝑶𝑺𝑻' 𝑹𝑰𝑳𝑬𝒀 .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Why she was attracted to the man hiding behind a mask, she couldn't understand. It was those honey-brown eyes that seemed to stroke every inch of her body, even though they were ten feet apart. Or was it those glimpses of his skin she caught at midnight? Perhaps the dark secrets that laid under the skull mask. Because everyone knew Ghost. Has anyone ever taken the time to meet Simon? .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ After a possible traitor threatens Task Force 141 and the CIA, Valentina Herrera was sent to join the journey of TF-141 to find information about the case. But her main mission is at risk when she meets Simon Riley, alias Ghost, turning the mystery of this man into her first priority. ೃ⁀➷ 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝗺𝐫𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲𝐧