Y/n, also known as Viper is the newest member to taskforce 141. One of the most skilled snipers around, also one of the most experienced and feared. Everything was looking good, a new beginning meant breaking her old habits and moving on. But will a 6,10 soldier change her for the better?

Decidedly codenamed Splinter by Soap, you're apart of Task Force 141. An esteemed, elite task force, that carries out many highly secretive and special missions. While sent out on one of these such missions you get separated from the rest of your team. Ghost happens upon you and the two of you embark on a peculiar relationship.

One shots about all the COD guys! More info about requests in the first chapter. (Yes I know Keegan and König aren't part of 141, and no I do not care) This story does not connect to Phantom or Reliant in any way. Each chapter will be an individual short story and does not hold any connection to the other chapter unless mentioned. A main warning will be done per chapter, but these are some expected overall ones: - MATURE CONTENT! - Swearing/foul language - Mention of blood - Descriptive scenes of violence !!! COVER IMAGE FROM @661ave

As a Medical-Sergeant in the Special Forces, you're told to move units into what is known as Task 141... because they need a medic on their team to travel. The road immediately becomes rough when a human-trafficking lord becomes a large threat, your family in America breaks further, and your new lieutenant is something to talk about. (This is my story, but none of the characters are mine. Rightfully owned to actors and COD) Rated M for topics of human trafficking, child death, language, etc.

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

( yandere creature x Female reader) You are part of a deep-sea science team, sent down half a mile in the ocean in an underwater base to try and find out more about the local Fauna. However, when a strange creature with strange abilities that has never been seen before is brought in, things change, and not necessarily for the best.

You knew from the very moment you laid eyes on Hoolan that your life would be changed forever, you just had no Fathom on just how much it would change. Nightmares, scars, and so much more haunt you every day. Now in the forested countryside of Japan, you live with Ko, Adimu and your newborn son Caiman. You try to get over the events that haunt you every day, but the monsters that caused those events are not so willing to let you be that easily.

I didn't know why Julian was so different from my other clients. His voice was the first thing to catch my attention, followed closely by words so hot they lit a fire within me. Everything he said drew me to him like a moth to a flame; but that's the problem with fire. Someone was bound to get burnt. -- Completed as of 14/11/2017. --

Spencer is scared. It's been a year since she was arrested and... Her life is going down the drain. Literally. Between running from the government, and forgetting who she is, Spencer is afraid the life she misses will be gone forever. Tony misses his daughter. He misses her so much, it hurts. He searching, constantly, and the team is worried for his health. If he could just find a way to stop the Accords, then maybe he can get his daughter back. Peter feels sick. Constantly. He just wants Spencer back. Every thought of her brings a sick feeling to his stomach and he just wants to vomit. He guesses it's the Parker Luck. It drives everyone he's ever loved away. Why is life so cruel? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐞 {𝟐} 𝙄𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙙™