DYSTOPIAN AU. During world war 3, countries used nuclear bombs to defend themselves, causing the world to fall into chaos. Billions of people died because of the aftermath. Only those who were hidden in bunkers deep underground managed to stay alive. The contamination caused by the explosions corrupted the living beings, making it extremely difficult to live on the ground without getting infected. Hundreds of years after the war, the situation finally began to settle, and people built colonies on the ground to farm and live. You and your brother were one of this people living underground, until you finally decided to leave and embark on a journey to become hunters yourself.

Book One in Beloved In Battle Series. Pairing: König x (Y/N) Mori ꧁𓊈༒𓊉꧂ The man looked startled and then hid in the house with the other three, a crash and grunting was heard inside the cabin. I twisted my head to try and get a look inside. A large man wearing a sniper hood exited the cabin by ducking his head down and tilting his large shoulders to walk out the door. "Stay the fuck away from me!" I shouted as the man walked, more like sauntering my way, I tugged at the ties binding me and shook, "I will fucking kill you! Don't touch me!" The man stood beside my chair, His light voice startled me as he spoke with a lithe German accent, "König here, four hostiles dead, how copy?" I couldn't hear a reply but a shadow passed behind the quad before appearing in front of the light. "Good job, mate," Price's accent sounded like heaven to my ears, he suddenly turned his eyes to me. They softened as he spoke, "You held out, good job." Currently unedited Long Chapters Mature Themes

"𝐏𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐛𝐞" Everyone's favorite big auzzie with anxiety and a trans medical EMT find themselves both as newcomers to taskforce 141... and its painfully slow burn ;) This will have NSFW at some point!! if you are a baby get out >:) --➛ #21 in #königxReader --➛#16 in #transreader Picture in cover by @/ave661 on Tumblr

"Go to hell Lucy." König says with a scoff while rubbing his thigh, where Lucy just shot him with her airsoft gun. "Oh honey, where do you think I came from?" König met Lucy on an airsoft game and they get to know each other in a strange way. There are some complications in their relationship, and god knows where it leads them...

This story contains smut content, violence, and BDSM (CNC, knife play, impact play, and gunplay). Mainly for a mature audience. If you are a minor, please do not interact.

A bunch of new faces show up around the base of Task Force 141. Kortac has been assigned to 141 for a new mission, and the captains have relieved everyone of any huge and outlandish jobs, giving everyone ample time to heal, and relax. However, things start to go downhill when a certain large man starts taking an healthy liking to you . . . . . . • • • In my opinion, I feel as if everyone knows König is not normal, but no one ever really voices it, yk? So I thought, why not make a book with him expressing his feelings for a newfound "love-interest" in the reader? One that starts off all wholesome, but gradually starts turning dark. Throughout your read, pay attention to König's odd mannerisms....

German/Austrian KorTac operator Kilgore "König" is sent on a private mission with American Shadow Company operator Nadja (Nadia) "Siren" within an active warzone in Al-Mazrah to rescue several Iranian hostages. Along their mission, dropped blindly within the zone, things go wrong and they're left stranded, no help from the military as they continue to track down the hostages. While König is a socially anxious soldier, Siren is more than sociable and does her best to help him blossom and form a friendship as they work together to survive, complete the mission and get home.

"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

As a highly skilled SAS Sergeant, you have been handpicked to join Task Force 141, an elite group of soldiers. You board a flight to their top-secret base located in Russia, feeling a mix of nerves and determination. Your mind races with anticipation as you imagine the intense training and missions that await you. Upon arrival, you are greeted by your new comrades, including an unexpected new recruit. However, things quickly turn sour when you have a heated altercation, and a seemingly one-sided rivalry is ignited. Despite efforts to bury the conflict, the tension between the two of you lingers on. As you begin your training, you wonder if you will ever be able to reconcile and work together effectively. The stakes are high, and you cannot afford any setbacks. Cover art by @xBruised_peachx

You've recently been transferred to Task Force 141 as their new medic after the last one was tragically killed saving a soldier in the field. Tensions are high, and to add further pressure 141 has become force-merged with the private military contract group, KorTac. How will you fair as the only doctor in a team full of military misfits?