ARIEN RIVERA I have a jinx. Or I'm cursed. Whatever it is, all the men I sleep with end up dead or go missing. Any hope I have of living a normal life is diminished until Dexter Thorne - star hockey player and captain of the rival college team - comes along, I'd always thought he was hot but when it starts developing into more than crush then I know I 'm treading dangerous territory. I can't be with him. Or anyone. Ever. DEXTER THORNE Arien. My beautiful, sweet, talented Arien. My obsession. He's been haunting my thoughts ever since I saw him on the ice at 15. He was elegance itself, he moved his body in a way that had me hypnotised - so much that I had started watching his every competition, practice and performance. I watched him and killed any man he got with - I'll be the only one alive that knows every dip and curve of his body, the softness of his skin and the face he makes when I show him pure ecstasy. Not the sad excuse of orgasms those pathetic men gave him. More like pathetic dead men. Haha, Get it? Arien Rivera is mine. Can Dexter make Arien his? Or will Arien run when he finds out who Dexter truly is? THIS A DARK MM ROMANCE AND WILL HAVE TRIGGERS AND EXPLICIT SCENES!

As if five bodyguards weren't already enough, Léonel's father assigned him a sixth. This one carried a different purpose entirely. Spoiled and reckless as ever, Léonel took it as nothing more than a bait to his own amusement, blind to what was about to unfold. A slow burn full of comedy, sharp sass, and passion-all twisted together with just the right amount of angst. jaeslut, 2026

Eli King never wanted Killian Carson or did he? Killian was a storm Eli couldn't control-wild, consuming, and utterly destructive. They hated each other with a passion that burned too hot, too fierce, and for years, they clashed in a deadly game of dominance and disdain. But obsession doesn't care for reason, and love doesn't ask for permission. Now, as their families force an alliance, Eli finds himself trapped in Killian's world-a place where boundaries blur and desires take dangerous turns. Killian Carson was never supposed to want Eli King. The perfect heir with his cold eyes and unreachable aura was everything Killian couldn't stand-controlled, calculating, and maddeningly untouchable. But the line between hate and obsession is razor-thin, and Killian crossed it long ago. And love may be the ultimate surrender.

Blackwell Boarding School is swarmed with cameras that prey on the students in order to film for the reality TV show that shows an exclusive inside to an elite school. Zora McQueen avoids the glistening TV screen when her nudes are spread around campus, instead taking comfort with the only other person who keeps secrets from the public. Alluring mystery and dubbed slut, Eliott Hearse. Except now, Eliott is missing and no one has the faintest idea where she could've gone. Taking matters into her own hands, Zora believes that the answers may lie in Eliott's favourite game: chess. Partnering with the school's best chess club player, Arwyn Truong, Zora learns that not everything is as it seems and that perhaps the old school holds far more secrets than they'd care to admit. Some secrets hitting dangerously close to home. In order to see things for what they are and find her friend, Zora must escape the gossip and cameras that follow her closely and embrace the title she adorns. The only way to do that? Follow the Slut's Guide to Chess. [2022 Watty's Shortlist] [Featured on Wattpad Editors' Picks, April 2021 + 2023]

Hatred wasn't born in a single night. It bled slow, like poison in a cup, bitter sip by bitter sip. Years ago, Royce shattered what little Ilya had - A betrayal dressed in loyalty, a wound masked as mercy. Ilya swore he'd never look back. He built his hate, brick by brick, Until it stood taller than the boy he once loved. But Royce? Royce never learned to let go. Instead of stepping away, he stepped closer. Wanting what no longer wanted him. Even as they stand on opposite sides of a war made of glances, of bruised knuckles and unsaid words. Royce calls it fate. Ilya calls it ruin. All that's left is destruction. Or is it?

You're well-known for taking things into your hands, at least that's what you were told, people on the streets, know you as 'Stone' You gather information, kill, spy or rescue for what your clients pay you for. No one knows what you actually look or sound like, so it's perfect for you to hide. One day, you found yourself wanted by the government. Now, task 141 is in charge of finding you and bringing you in alive. I don't own call of duty, the characters, and pictures!

My first fanfic, i don't know was it really good or bad, you can just tell me and let me know ^^ (since my brain was full of day dreaming about him and lot's of experience on scenario) yeah, hope you guys enjoy ^^

Althea was dangerous. She wasn't particularly large or imposing, but once you heard the Whisper of her breath, it was too late. Her ability to sneak around without alerting others, as if melting into the shadows, it scared people. She was a cold, heartless killer, and nothing more. Or so she thought. She has always looked up at the sky, loving daytime, hating the darkness, the stars that watched her suffer. But one day she meets someone that makes her love the stars. -------------------------- Althea suddenly felt, more than saw a presence behind her. Before she could whip around, there was a harsh blow to the back of her head, and her vision sparked. she watched, mesmerized as fireworks exploded in her vision. Stars swam across her sight and she reached out for them, but just as she was about to touch them they danced away. The world became darker and darker. Her radio crackled again, and she could barely hear the words. It was all this death and destruction were miles away, her reality fading. She just barely heard her name being called from the garbled sounds of the communicator. The last thing she saw was a skull, glinting eerily in the dim light of the alley. -------------------------- NUMBER 2 IN GHOST NUMBER 1 IN SIMON RILEY NUMBER 2 IN SPY [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc/Reader] Unfinished!

A slow-burn Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II story - told through your eyes. Book 1 and 2 combined You weren't supposed to survive that sniper's bullet. You weren't supposed to matter to him. But Ghost saved you anyway. Now, thrown together on a mission where you must pose as husband and wife, the lines between orders and desire blur. Behind the mask is a man you should never love-cold, broken, dangerous. And just when you think you can trust him... the real enemy is already watching. Finished November 2025 Cover made by @Felicity14445

Caroline's a school teacher with no one left in her life. Ghost is a lieutenant of Task Force 141 who is cold to everyone. When they meet, they may have realized that they aren't so different in certain ways. • Contains: talks of abuse, violence, mature chapters This story does not follow the video games and has my own plot and story line. Ghost will also appear soft and a little different to his character. I'm trying lmao. I have little knowledge of military things so I will try my best to be accurate.