,, ˢᴱᴱᴰˢ ᴮᴱᴬᴿ ᴺᴱᵂ ᴸᴵᶠᴱ ᵂᴴᴱᴺ ᶠᴸᴼᵂᴱᴿˢ ᴰᴬᴿᴱ ᵀᴼ ᶠᴬᴰᴱ'' /// Even a worm will turn is an expression used to convey the message that even the meekest or most docile creatures will retaliate or seek revenge if pushed too far. /// In which two childhood lovers pushed apart by circumstances beyond their control reconcile and aid one another in an event that will forever alter the path of life and death /// ᴬᴹᴼᴿ ᶠᴬᵀᴵ ⁱˢ ᵃ ˡᵃᵗⁱⁿ ᵖʰʳᵃˢᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ˡᵒᵒˢᵉˡʸ ᵗʳᵃⁿˢˡᵃᵗᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ,,ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵃᵗᵉ" ᵒʳ ,,ˡᵒᵛᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵒⁿᵉ'ˢ ᶠᵃᵗᵉ" . ᴵᵗ'ˢ ᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵈᵉˢᶜʳⁱᵇᵉ ᵃⁿ ᵃᵗᵗⁱᵗᵘᵈᵉ ⁱⁿ ʷʰⁱᶜʰ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ ˢᵉᵉˢ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵖᵖᵉⁿˢ ⁱⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ'ˢ ˡⁱᶠᵉ, ⁱⁿᶜˡᵘᵈⁱⁿᵍ ˢᵘᶠᶠᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵒˢˢ, ᵃˢ ᵍᵒᵒᵈ. ᴹᵒʳᵉᵒᵛᵉʳ, ⁱᵗ ⁱˢ ᶜʰᵃʳᵃᶜᵗᵉʳⁱᶻᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ᵃⁿ ᵃᶜᶜᵉᵖᵗᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉᵛᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵒʳ ˢⁱᵗᵘᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᵒᶜᶜᵘʳ ⁱⁿ ᵒⁿᵉ'ˢ ˡⁱᶠᵉ. -------

Nikolina Sokolova - Callsign: Vesper. A name whispered in the shadows of every covert operation, a sniper with precision and a mind that cuts sharper than the blade of a knife. Trained in infiltration, psychological warfare, and close-quarters combat, she's a ghost in the system - the one sent when things need to be handled quietly... and permanently. Loaned to Task Force 141 after a tense ceasefire, Nina's presence is part of a delicate peace offering, but behind her cold exterior lies a woman torn between duty and the scars of a life she can never forget. Her loyalties are fractured, her intentions unclear. With each mission, she plays her part, but her true agenda is hers alone. 21/5/25: #1 in captainprice category 9/7/25: #1 in cod category 11/7/25: #1 in military category 19/7/25: #1 in modernwarfare category 1/8/25: #1 in simonriley category 24/8/25: #1 in callofduty category

Numinous [adj] being both fearful and awed by what is before you 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑪𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒔: 𝑴𝒆 :) 𝑨𝒓𝒕 𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒕: 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒔 (𝑶𝒏 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕𝑨𝒓𝒕) 𝑩𝒂𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 Word Range: 800-1700 ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ 【Ｗｅｌｃｏｍｅ　ｔｏ：𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐬; 𝐀 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫】 【！！ＡＤＭＩＮ　ＮＯＴＩＣＥ！！】 ✎ While this book is not realistic, it's not drastically unrealistic either [pick-me reader, overuse of stuttering (that isn't Toby), singing at the most random of times, etc. Started: 7/25/2021 Notable Rankings: #15 in creepypastafanfiction 7/29/2021 #1 in creepypastafanfiction 8/2/2021 ·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚　　˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙ I slowly raised my hands up, signaling I was willing to comply. "Smart." The man noted with a low-husky voice. Something I should remember if I survive this. "What is it that you want?" I asked in a monotone voice hindering any type of intention. He chuckled once again, probably with the satisfaction at how compliant I was. "You're probably thinking I want money, oddly enough, I want you." [Enjoy dear readers]

"...Who are you really?" "Wouldn't you like to know?" Harbinger, a former member of an Elite convert unit designated for infiltration and deniable operations overseas. From lasting years on with her team to working alone for various PMC's. Her one valuable mission remains clear...Keep what happened confidential. Although another mission gets her twisted into working with a group...a team. Task force 141. She meets someone in there who has to show her that maybe...there's humanity in people after all.

Warnings: .Smut/ mature language/ nudity/ heavy topics/ abuse/ toxic relationships .ALL RIGHTS TO S.E HINTON This is also my first time writing on Wattpad so if it sucks idc, I'm just doing this for fun (Also sorry for my grammar, I'm really bad at it like actually 😭)

Just some imagines for the outsiders (: In process of editing** may take a while**

"𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐃𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐬." "𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐥." ......................................................................................... ||𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍|| A soc girl (y/n) longs for freedom and fun. She finds herself trying to prove to Dallas Winston that she can cause trouble, that's shes not just some stuck up soc. She was already hurt, but life turns upside down when she meets him. Jumped, beat, and neglected. ||𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 & 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐒|| This story includes vulgar language, sexual references, abuse, suicidal thoughts, drug use, etc. If any of these trigger you, I advise you not to read this. Some parts of this story aren't accurate to the actual book or movie "The Outsiders". I made it this way so it could be my own version or interpretation of the book and movie. I also wanted to apologize if this story moves a bit too slow or fast. I'm not good at all with pacing. *As always, all rights for characters and inspiration goes to S.E Hinton and her book, "The Outsiders". Inspiration comes from the movie as well as the book.:)* ||𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒|| #1 ponyboycurtis #1 twobitmatthews #1 keithmatthews #1 patrickswayze #1 sehinton #1 theoutsiders #1 dallasxreader #1 roblowe #1 dallaswinstonxreader ||𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝟎𝟒/𝟐𝟐/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑|| ||𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃: 𝟎𝟗/𝟐𝟑/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑|| 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

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!

"You're in 141 now, Ace. There's no place for being gentle here," His eyes dance across my face but come back up to my eyes as he waits for a response. I swallow the lump that has inevitably formed in my throat, "It was only training. You slammed me against a wall of a 1-by-1 closet," I lean forward, engaging in this stupid game that he has started. "Don't act like you weren't into it," He tilts his head back, his eyes showing an expression that I haven't seen on him before. • Ghost x fem • SLOWBURN • In progress • 18+ Highest ranking: #1 | Callofduty #1 | Modernwarfare #1 | Cod #1 | Simon #1 | Price #1 | Gaz #1 | Keegan #3 | Ghost #2 | Codmw2 COVERART by GhostWolf - loneghostwolf88

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝. ▨▨▨▨▨ Enemies to lovers. Grumpy x sunshine. Betrayal. Lies. Slow burn. One hell of a fight for a happy ending. ▨▨▨▨▨ call of duty: MWII & III fem!oc x simon 'ghost' riley buckiplier © 2023 ⋆｡°✩*️✮⋆｡°✩ I do not own the rights to any Call of Duty characters, only my own & the original plot to this story.