No matter how much one tried, their past was never truly buried. The demons that lurked within it, always had a funny way of resurfacing when Y/n felt their happiest; or as close to happy they have ever felt in their life. Was moving on and letting go possible after the life Y/n led before meeting the 141 task force? Could the nurse that dulled her once sharp edges to protect the ones she loved, truly move on? Could someone that's lived in fight or flight mode since birth, really let old habits die? Or would those old habits only promise her demise? Y/n had come to terms with that possibility a long ago, until now. Until him. A man that exuded danger in everything he did. A man who followed orders to the T and executed on command. Until now. Until her. Drawn to her like a moth to a flame, Ghost found her fire unforgiving and chaotic. And instead of wanting to douse it, he found himself wanting to teach her how to control it. To help her find beauty and peace amongst her flames. But some demons are hard to exorcise, even harder when the worst of them reside within you. He's determined to fight for her survival. At any cost. But can she allow him to help or will she ride backseat as she lets her demons out to play? Because what they say it true, " A wounded animal will bite and claw. And it often cannot tell friend from foe." [This is a bit of a spin off of a storyline I introuduced in my Konig x Reader story. YOU DO NOT HAVE TO READ IT TO READ THIS STORY! THIS IS A STANDALONE AND CAN BE READ ON IT'S OWN!!! But if you would like more background, the nurse (y/n) and ghost storyline is introduced in part 12 of the Konig story.] I'll be recaping important details in this so no one is lost, if you choose not to read the other. story.

a collection of short fics. as seen on tiktok @violcntdelights all respective bots available on poe and character ai.

Ghost hates how carefree the new recruit is, he wants her to see the harsh truth and he'll force her through hell himself just to tear her down. 'Know your fucking place in this team' Ghost spat acidic words. 'You listen to me, or you take the consequences and fucking trust me' he hums amused. 'You won't enjoy it one fucking bit, so shut that fucking mouth, sit still and do you damn job.' sadistic /səˈdɪstɪk/ adjective deriving pleasure from inflicting pain, suffering, or humiliation on others. ||This promotion was something unexpected, a new and big opportunity to prove myself a worthy and capable soldier. However my own team has intentions to never let me reach my potential, I am a replacement to them and a useless one at that.|| anguish: /ˈaŋɡwɪʃ/ noun noun: anguish; plural noun: anguishes severe mental or physical pain or suffering. angst /aŋ(k)st/ noun a feeling of deep anxiety or dread 【Heavy angst】 + 【slow burn】

'You heard it. The soft crying of a male and you knew who it was. Ghost, your Lieutenant. It was coming from the closet in the HQ hallways. His intimidating and harsh demeanor you'd always known had vanished as you heard his sobs. Hours earlier in the cafeteria Ghost had been targeted by some higher ranks for his 'snarky' responses You felt like there was gasoline pumping in your veins, fueling you and setting your skin on fire as you itched to make them hurt. You eyes glared and your jaw clenched as you wanted nothing more than to hurt those motherfuckers, humiliate them the way they had your Lieutenant." •Slow burning relationship. •Mature/offensive language. •She/her Pronouns.

ONGOING - You, a skilled medic for the 141, cross paths with the elusive soldier known as "Ghost." As the two of you journey through danger and uncertainty, an unexpected bond takes root between you both. But beneath Ghost's mask lies a myriad of secrets and a past that threatens to keep you apart. Through shared trials and moments of vulnerability, you discover the strength in trust and the transformative power of connection. ❝ attachment is dangerous❞ ---------------------- this story is being adapted from stories that I have posted to tiktok @callsignwillow. [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!reader] I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE MW2 CHARACTERS!

He rescued you, and you don't know why. 🌶 18+ ⚠️ Triggering Content (will always be elaborated) Y/n isn't your basic Y/n in this story. So if you like (somewhat) realistic fan fictions, pop in and check it out. !! I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO ANY OF THE CHARACTERS FEATURED IN THIS BOOK !!

The second book following the events of unintentional. You wake up to find yourself in an underground facility. Alongside other people who were teleported to other games, you come to learn that the world ended and the glitch happened to keep as many people alive as possible. But is that really the case? Can you go back?

The universe is dying, and no one knows about it. In order to preserve the human life, a glitch was created in order to transfer as many people to different universes as possible. Your chosen universe? Could be the last thing you watched, or maybe the last game you played. It also could be the last thing you read... If you had known, what would be your chosen universe? But alas you didn't know, no one did. Hence why you were in the middle of a warzone, wondering how the hell you got here.

"That's was roughly lucky" Ghost grumble. "Maybe you are roughly lucky aswell" snap it out. ____________ READER X GHOST. 18+ ENEMY TO ROMANTIC (that's all we love it)

Slow burn, enemies to lovers fanfic. "You're a bitch." "You love a bitch" Ghost smirked, shaking his head as if in disbelief for falling in love with me Mentioning of: Blood Vomit Gore Assault Death (And other bad things that usually happen in a military environment. If you're easily impressionable please skip the chapters that may contain these topics.) Have fun Ciao ciao