With a threat growing in the shadows, Lieutenant Drew "Daisy" Farrell is sought out for TF141, an elite squad of soldiers trained to deal with the world's most serious threats. The transition onto the team goes smoothly, except for the animosity between her and her fellow task force Lieutenant. Despite the anger between them, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley --the grumpy-ass, arrogant, rude, frustrating, control freak of a man-- manages to distract her with his coffee-colored eyes and sinful touches, leaving her cursing him in more ways than one. But as the target terrorist organization avoids their grasp, he shows her exactly what she can have if she simply listens. ⁂ For anyone else who is feral over Simon Riley and enemies to lovers, this is for you ;) This story contains a lot of smutty chapters, however, there is still plenty of plot to go along with it. Chapters will be noted if they have smut... in case you're curious... This story does NOT follow the video games, ie. Soap's not dead <3 CW: cannon level violence, swearing, explicit sex, threats and inuendoes referring to SA *Warnings will be posted at the top of chapters. Excerpt: He turned to her then, stepping close enough that he brushed against her knees. "Is it possible for you to keep your mouth shut?" he asked lowly. "What? Am I getting on your nerves?" His eyes narrowed at her. "You're gettin' close to an ass-chewing." "Can't handle a little banter, sir?" "You're insubordinate." "And you're sensitive." He let out a frustrated growl. It only served to encourage her. "You wanna take that thing off? It's hard to tell how you're feeling without seeing your face." A very obvious lie, especially when his eyes showed her everything she needed to know. He was pissed.

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐱'𝐬 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐚𝐰 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐫. "𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮," 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐥. "𝐈 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐮𝐭𝐬, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞." 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐮𝐥𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐲, 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐚𝐰 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. ⭒☼⭒☼⭒☼⭒☼⭒☼ |Welcome to Sparks of Enchanted Desire! / Warnings In the book|

You're an exhausted showgirl on one of many long nightshifts. What makes this one a little different? It's a certain scottish mans birthday and the one thing he wished for was to finish it off in a burlesque club with his fellow teammates. --- I'VE GOT NO CLUE, first of all. Like many, I have fallen for the boys and had this idea in my head for a long time now. The idea of Ghost being forced to go celebrate in a burlesque club with the others and how he would be so out of place there but trying dearly for Johnny. Since I couldn't find this type of story anywhere and i'm currently at home with the flu i thought okay so this is it? This is my moment? Keep in mind: •SMUT •FLUFF •English is not my first language and i haven't written fanfiction in years. •I don't know anything about the military and only have a little experience about how showgirls go on about their day so pls don't expect a super realistic story, we're literally just ballin. • 90% of this story will be heavily influenced by me listening to Portishead • Sweet comments & feedback motivate me to write, so keep em coming baby ♡ I HOPE U ENJOY THE DOMESTICATION OF SIMON RILEY ♡

Jollys Leben ist eine einzige Panne. Das Chaos verfolgt sie auf Schritt und Tritt und versucht unerschütterlich, sie unterzukriegen. Betrogen, gefeuert und mit gähnender Leere auf ihrem Konto beschließt sie, dem Rat einer guten Freundin zu folgen und versucht sich als Escort. Lucianos Leben folgt drei Prinzipien. Machtausweitung, strikte Ordnung und Gnadenlosigkeit gegenüber seinen Feinden. Alle drei beherrscht er als Don der Mafia perfekt. Was er allerdings nicht im Programm hat, ist alles, was mit romantischen Beziehungen zu tun hat. Auf Anraten seines Onkels lässt er sich darum zur Hochzeit seines Bruders von einer Escort begleiten. Und zwar von einer Frau, die er zufällig schon einmal gesehen hat. Und zwei Welten treffen aufeinander. ✦✦✦ Das hier ist Teil 2 der Mafia 101 Reihe. Teil 1 heißt "Mafia 101 - Matteo" und ist auf meinem Profil zu finden. Theoretisch lässt sich Teil 2 auch lesen, ohne dass man Teil 1 gelesen hat, da es neue Hauptfiguren gibt. Allerdings wird man dann heftig zu Teil 1 gespoilert. Und hier die Warnung: das Buch enthält.. - Sex - Gewalt - und alte Bekannte 😉 Viel Spaß beim Lesen, eure InWatercolor ღ