The Jegertroppen is the world's first all-female special forces unit. When an incredibly high-risk, mystery mission is brought forward, the best of the best are requested to assist. This includes the Jegertroppen, Kortac, and Task Force 141. Together, they must find a way to get past the challenges of mistrust, miscommunication, and threats to their safety to survive. Master Sergeant Kalberg of the Jegertroppen becomes quickly overwhelmed, but not by the mission: by the two mountains of men referred to as Ghost and König. Men who have made it clear that only the two of them may touch her. She belongs to them and them alone.

KAL-EL POV We stood over the destruction, over the saved and fallen, staring at and assessing each other. She wore what might be flatteringly acceptable for the climate, her white clothing pristine though she had just fought, the gold glimmering from an engraved belt around curved hips that reminded me of the one around my own. My eyes wandered to it, but I didn't want to seem...inappropriate. She looked like something out of a photo shoot, or a history book. Her eyes were amber in color, brown with a fire in them, her skin deeply sunkissed but not sunburned. By the time my eyes rose she was only inches from me, her hair falling about her shoulders because of the speed she used. She looked me over thoroughly, and I raised my chin and narrowed my eyes. Nothing but a small smile from her in response made me frown. "What is wrong, son of Jor-El?" her voice was soft but smooth. "You know who I am?" "Of course I do, it's right here--" She traced the "S" on my chest with a single finger and then trailed down to my belt and tapped it. "I'm sorry about your parents." She paused, touching my hair. "So, you are the last son of Krypton...and there is still no order here?" "Who are you?" "Can't read?" She asked, clucking her tongue as she put her hands on her hips. My eyes went down as she tapped her belt, but then I felt my cheeks flush. "Shame, Kal-El, shame." "What?" "Last son you may be, Kal-El, but I'm the last daughter." And she was gone in a flash of white and gold...quicker than the blink of an eye, a speeding bullet. Like me. NOTE: I am aware of the DC Comics version of Isis. I thought it was lacking. Here's my "what if" in the form of a revamp. I do not own the characters of DC. Of course, all characters are property of DC and Warner Brothers.

Lauren Lake spent her early life as a Military brat, constantly being moved from place to place. Usually she didn't care when she had to leave again, she'd never had time to make any friends. That all changed when she ended up in Smallville, Kansas and met a farm boy. A boy named Clark Kent who changed her life forever. Clark/OC (MOS movieverse) HIGHEST SEARCH RANKING: 1 - #superman 1 - #kalel 1 - #loislane 2 - #clarkkent 9 - #HenryCavill COMPLETE

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❤️Cover by MadPierre_ Malia Ward was never the IT Girl. She was always a reserved, quiet student. Until the summer after her high school graduation. Her new found confidence combined with her late bloom has given her popularity to start her days at university. Earning captain of the Majorette and Dance team, she learns how to deal with the sudden change in her social life. Kim Namjoon has always been the IT Boy. The girls, the athleticism, the parties. In his freshman year of university, he is the D-1 captain and point guard of the school's basketball team. Seeing Malia is like a blast from his past. One that she would much rather avoid. College AU #2 btsambw 1|9|2022 #1 ambw 1|17|2022

As far as anyone knows, Raina has never been much of a loud person. She has always been quiet and kept to herself. Upon her move-in to a new neighborhood, she catches the eye of Jungkook; a man polar opposite of her personality. #1 btsambw 3|7|2022

"𝒜𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈, 𝐹𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇." Jasmine Yasira Clarke was thriving. Set to graduate as the valedictorian of SNU, Class of 2020, and already excelling as the head intern at a prestigious advertising agency, her life was on track. She had heard of the soulmate phenomenon, but it had always seemed like a distant idea, something that didn't fit into her busy life. That is, until she met Min Yoongi. Min Yoongi, on the other hand, was far from thriving. Recently dumped by his (for lack of a better word) girlfriend, he had long given up on the idea of soulmates. The thought of depending on someone else for his energy, to be tied to someone so intimately-it only made him wary. Until he met Jasmine. In this universe, soulmates are rare. Those fortunate enough to find theirs bear a blank line on their wrist. When they touch, the line fills with their soulmate's initials, and from that moment on, they share a bond unlike any other-one that sustains them with a new kind of energy. This is inspired by @JiminBeJammin 's book "Bonded: A Min Yoongi x OC Soulmate". I think its one of the best books I've read on here. Here's the link to the book: https://www.wattpad.com/story/256343509-bonded-a-min-yoongi-x-oc-soulmate-au

{ᴛᴀᴇʜʏᴜɴɢ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ} "You know what? I'm more than angry. I'm furious. You throw away my feelings like they're nothing. Like I'm nothing. And then you go and make out with my best friend." She stayed silent for a while. "Forget it. You don't have feelings for me. Forget it." "Taehyung, I do have feelings for you, it's just-" "No, you don't. If you did, then you wouldn't treat me like a paper bag, or like I'm just at your disposal." I was starting to lose my grip, my legs felt like jello and I could barely see her anymore. "Taehyung, you aren't just at my disposal. I really do-" "Forget-" "Taehyung." Her voice was stern and I stopped suddenly. "You don't see what I see. I see this amazing, charming and handsome man in front of me. I smile when thinking about you. I want to do everything in my power to make you happy, but it's just that I'm still figuring out my feelings for Jungkook too." She sighed. I paused and processed all of her words. Her words felt like rich velvet throughout my body, but my mind was racing. She still has to choose. She still doesn't have enough feelings for you to pick you. You're still not enough. "Until you're able to choose, I won't believe you." ☾☼☽☼☾☼☽☼☾☼☽ Contains mature themes such as gore, language, and slightly sexual interactions. Published: April 20th, 2018 Finished: April 9th, 2020 All Rights Reserved Anything remotely like another story is purely coincidental

RED jeon jungkook lowercase intended bxsjjk__ All Rights Reserved Prologue: his eyes were red. they were hunger filled and thirsty for what laid ahead of him; me. another moment passed and he just stood there, staring. gazing yet glaring at the same time. i didn't know whether to smile, frown, cry, or scream. all i could do was stand, and wait. two long strides was all it took for him to be standing right in front of me. his body pressing up against mine. his breath brushing over my face. his presence engulfing me until i didn't feel like a person anymore, but merely a small atom in a space filled of matter. "y/n." his voice sooths me. it lingers in the very air we breathe. "jungkook." without looking down at me, he lifts my wounded arm, "you're bleeding." i thought for a short period of time about how he should just kill me. leave me for dead and devour me until i'm nothing but a corpse. instead, he unwraps my homemade bandage and leaves a kiss on the cut. "let me fix this up for you..."