You look so pretty when you're scared... Keep your eyes on me. Only me. Good girl... Lets make a deal. This is A Ghost x FemaleCharacter FanFic! Please read with caution, and enjoy!!

Called to uphold a fragile peace treaty between humans and their sworn enemies, the Lycan, Charlotte is left with no other choice but to marry their brutal, mortal-hating king. Arrogant and cruel, Griffin of Nyxis is everything she hoped she'd never wed. Yet behind the wicked facade, Charlotte catches glimpses of a king haunted by more than just war. A king ruled by savage, bloodthirsty demons, and inexplicably, soothed by one thing only--the human bride he never wanted. As tension between nations rise, Charlotte is forced to question everything she thought she knew of her husband, his people, and the treaty that binds them. Despite her sacrifice, an unrelenting war simmers beneath the surface. And if Charlotte doesn't do anything to stop it, the fallout may just devastate them all. With chaos on the horizon and a craving for a king that could bring her end, Charlotte must make an impossible choice: protect the people she calls her own, or embrace a love that could change both of their worlds forever...if it doesn't destroy her first. 18+

"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

After a heartbreak, you spent a crazy night in Vegas. When you wake up in the morning, you don't remember anything from the past night. What shocks you even more is a ring on your finger and a hot, rich billionaire in your bed.

What to expect from this fanfiction:- Omegaverse (A/B/O) Religious themes (Being brought up in a religious household) Talk of big emotions (depression, anxiety, resentment) Gore and mention of bodily wounds Smut Alcohol consumption Use of drugs (main character is an army medic and uses drugs as such to help in the field) If you aren't okay with any of the things stated above, then this fanfiction is not for you. Any comments expressing upset or discomfort shall be deleted as you have been warned. (All rights to the characters, other then my own OC's, belong to the company Activison. Please do not use my character, Placebo, for one-shots or spinoffs. Cover Art is by the lovely @minxkicatty2 on Tiktok.) ~ Charlie 'Placebo' Green is an oddity. An Omega with a tongue and growl as sharp as her teeth, it was no such surprise that she has trouble finding somewhere to fit into society. When an old friend, Kate Laswell, called and asked to check in an old favour owed; Charlie finds herself returning home to England to meet with a pack in dire need of a medic. The problem? The 141 Task Force had gone through five medics in the past two months. After the pack had pushed away every other option presented to them, Laswell seemed to think that the Omega with a bite to match her bark may just be what the 141 needs.

"He did that to you." It isn't a question. Get out. Get out. Get out. She shoves past Ghost, her shoulder knocking into him as she storms out of the room. Ghost doesn't move. He doesn't follow. Because if he does, if he gets too close, he doesn't trust himself not to fucking shatter something. Not to find Harlow and rip him apart piece by piece. Price watches him carefully. "Ghost." His head tilts, but his gaze remains locked on the door Jazminn disappeared through. "She's gonna make a run for it, ain't she?" Soap mutters, watching the door. Ghost finally moves, rolling his shoulders like he's shaking something loose. "Aye." Soap shifts. "Should we stop her?" "No." ***There are mature themes so please, please skip if hard topics will affect your mental health bby! (violence, abuse, depression, angsty smut and more TW :) 18+ FR baddies.)

When Johnny MacTavish returns home from deployment, the last place he expects to fall flat on his face is a dance studio. But after getting roped into picking up his twin nieces from ballet, he walks right into trouble-literally. You, their no-nonsense, glitter-covered dance teacher, who is not impressed by his boots on your polished floor, his tattoos, or his charm. Naturally, he's obsessed. All stories are written by me and then edited in Grammarly for phrasing, spelling, structure, and polishing. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

"Meet me in Montauk, picture my face" - Love Volkova was born a girl with a special gift, that her father decided to hide. Working for HYDRA, Ivan Volkov and Abraham Erskine created the Super Soldier Serum, and that's when he knew his family was no longer safe. So, on Love's eleventh birthday, her father brought her a special gift- her parents death. It was only a new opportunity for HYDRA and that day, Project Eris finally came to a start When World War II began, Eris was sent undercover as a nurse in one of the camps. Only for Sergeant James Barnes to bring back Love from all the chaos inside

‼️‼️SOK SPOILER‼️‼️ Sziasztok! Ez a könyv a magyar The Dragon Prince (A Sárkányherceg) fanoknak szól. Mivel magyar TDP tartalmat még nem nagyon láttam itt a Wattpadon, ezért eldöntöttem, hogy elindítom ezt a könyvet, mivel imádom a sorozatot. Főleg fanartokat, mémeket, néha kisebb fanfictionöket láthattok majd itt, de kérdezhettek a sorozattal kapcsolatban, meg beszélgethetünk privátban, akár más hozzá hasonló sorozatokról is. Remélem tetszik majd!😄 ‼️a könyvbéli fanartok, mémek nem az enyémek‼️ Edit: Nagyon sok shippes tartalom van ebben a könyvben, mert az áll hozzám a legközelebb, itt is, és sok más sorozatban is😊 BEFEJEZETT❗ Hamarosan folytatódik egy másik könyv keretein belül.

2653-ban járunk, a Föld soha nem látott túlnépesedésben szenved és az ennek következtében kialakult ultralopolisz vezetői közt ellenségeskedés alakul ki. Főhősünk Kleron Miarm, a hatalmi ellentétek csökkentésére, vagy éppen növelésére felbérelt fejvadászok egyike, aki magas pozíciójú emberek kiiktatásával keresi a kenyerét. De minden megváltozik miután Noremir Furg, a 3211-es kerület helytartója ártatlanok lemészárlására utasítja. Kleron felbérlője ellen fordul, aki ezért megpróbálja kivégeztetni, sikertelenül. A fejvadász ezekután saját küldetésbe kezd: Likvidálni Noremirt és megvédeni a 3211. kerület lakosait. Még nem tudja, hogy sokkal nagyobb fába vágja ezzel fejszéjét mint azt gondolta, hisz nem csak a 3211-es kerületet, hanem egész Hurlingtont meg kell mentenie. Ha egyáltalán meg kell...