Meaning: the fear of imperfection; the fear of never being good enough When you turn 16 you can communicate with your soulmate by writing on your skin. Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or its characters, there are also adjusted storylines for creative purposes. i.e.: all the Hales are alive, along with Erica, Boyd, Allison, and Aiden; I've adjusted Peter's age and some of the significant timelines in Stiles's life.

This mission was supposed to be easy, get in, get out. Simple, easy, but so far it had been anything but easy. Kate had you dressed up like a doll. You were going to kill her, you decided as she applied makeup to your face. You'd steal her wife too. That woman was too kind for the demon behind you. And as you exited, Kate laughed at Captain John Price's face. Unbeknownst to the two of you, he's fighting off a boner. Or The mission should not be hard, but John is, and the closet is small.

Rora Wells was one hell of a woman. A woman who left havoc and chaos wherever she went, and laughed Death in the face. That was until she met Simon Riley, who was like a cold, stone wall in the middle of the tornado she caused, unaffacted by anything and everything. But that was just the surface. Because Simon Riley learned soon enough why storms are named after people, because Rora Wells was a cold wrecking-havoc. [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc]

You never thought you'd be more than just a Artillery and Missiles Officer, you never thought you actually go out into the field in the midst of war. That all happened in the matter of a seconds. Suddenly you're apart of Task force 141 searching for a shipment of highly dangerous missiles that never arrived to their destination. What could go wrong? |I do not own any of the MW Characters, nor do I own you lol but the story I have created, I take full ownership of that!|

"Just stop now and we can make this easy." This man in the skull mask says in a gruff voice with a thick British accent. "Now what fun would that be if i didn't give you a chase. Huh handsome?" I say to him in a flirtatious voice. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - but what happens when the youngest toretto sibling attention is caught on a certain masked man and what happens if she catches his attention as well. READ TO FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENS. Simon "ghost" Riley x Toretto Reade Disclaimer I do not.. I repeat I DO NOT own call of duty nor do I own any of the fast and the furious movies nor the characters. The only thing I own is (y/n) and her story line. I just write fanfics.

"When you push an innocent Soul too far, they can turn into a Ghost... Or Satan himself." You, dear reader, will be transported to the P.O.V. of Elise, a mixed girl in her late twenties rediscovering life after traumatic events... And Ghost is her biggest discovery. 🖤 A slow burn to get immersed, with some extra POV's and plot twists. Friendly Warning: there will be lots of crude/rude language and cussing, mentions of trauma, suicidal ideations, sexual innuendos, soft and heavy smut, extreme violence and etc. Ready at your own discretion - and at your own risk. 🖤

As a soldier Alejandro is like no other, disciplined, experienced, a born leader to keep Las Almas safe. As your husband, on the other hand, you would prefer to see him far away from a battlefield. Your own experiences have left deep scars. But darkness does not sleep. And those shadows from which you once escaped are now returning to take everything you fought so hard for.

As the deadly infection spreads, enveloping the world in suffocating despair, you are forced to endure the new horrific reality alone. An unexpected encounter with an enigmatic stranger changes everything. Your first meeting with him almost ended in disaster, with him nearly stabbing your heart. However, afterwards, he becomes the driving force behind your will to survive. Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Reader - apocalypse au - 18+ - render by @661ave 🏅 9 in #zombieapocalypse 🏅 52 in #apocalypse 🏅 1 in #simonriley

Simon was an unstoppable force, but Fate was an immovable object. Stationary. When you ignore it, and put up walls to secure yourself, it only delays the inevitable. Unavailing. It doesn't stop it. Moments in time slowly drill their way through, picking an open scab until it turns to scar tissue. It will break your skin until it drains you. You will deteriorate into ashes, scattered by the wind. And if you force yourself against Fate, shielded with a lifetime of trauma that you use to protect yourself- you're forced to recognize why you put the walls up in the first place. Every moment full of agony, abuse, anguish. Your walls will crumble, because Fate never fails. And as Fate tore the first wall apart, Simon was pushed.

You're being held hostage by a group of narcos who are threatening your family, especially your brother, a soldier who's on a mission to capture this group and their leader... El sin nombre. You are rescued by your brother and his mates, but one of them caught your attention... Alejandro. SPANISH VERSION, now available in my profile!