** 𝑫𝒆𝒓 𝑾𝒂𝒍𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒕 𝑾𝒊𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒖𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒈. 𝑰𝒏 𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒕. Er wollte nur schützen - doch das Drachenblut in ihm kennt kein Erbarmen. Als eine Jagd zum Albtraum wird, muss Ahren wählen: seine Menschlichkeit oder die Macht, die alles zerstören kann. ** Einst herrschten Uther und Igraine Pendragon über Albion - ein Reich, geeint durch Liebe, Magie und die alte Religion. Doch in einer einzigen Nacht aus Blut und Verrat fällt das goldene Zeitalter. Nur zwei Kinder entkamen angeblich dem blutigen Attentat: Artus und Arianna Pendragon. Jahre später ist Albion ein Land der Schatten. Die Kreuzzüge haben Blut und Hunger zurückgelassen, Magie ist verboten und die alte Religion wird mit Feuer und Klinge verfolgt. **** Während Ahren und Simon sich voneinander fernhalten, leiden sie im Stillen weiter, denn das Band zwischen ihren Herzen lässt sich nicht so leicht brechen. Doch während ihre Liebe im Verborgenen brennt, lodert in Ahren ein anderes Feuer - das dunkle Flüstern des Drachenblutes, das immer stärker wird, je mehr er sich dagegen wehrt. Gefangen zwischen hartem Training, wachsender innerer Zerrissenheit und Padrigs gefährlichen Intrigen gerät Ahren zunehmend an seine Grenzen. Als eine Jagd im Wilden Wald zum Imbolg-Fest eskaliert, wird aus einem Ritual ein Albtraum: Die Gemeinschaft zerbricht, eine goldene Hirschkuh stirbt durch einen gedankenlosen Pfeil - und der Wald fordert Wiedergutmachung. Um Padrig zu retten, tritt Ahren in ein tödliches Duell ein - wohl wissend, dass er damit mehr riskiert als nur sein Leben. Wird er die Kontrolle über das Drachenblut erringen und zum Retter werden - oder zu dem Monster, das Albion ins Verderben stürzt? Und kann das Imbolg-Fest Licht und Hoffnung bringen... oder wird ausgerechnet jene Flamme erlöschen, die Ahren und Simon noch miteinander verbindet?

Abby loved Rowan before anyone knew his name. Before the sold-out arenas, the magazine covers, the sponsors and the cameras, there were cheap seats, bruised knuckles, a dying car and a mattress on the floor. She was there through every loss, every win, every impossible promise that someday things would be different. Then Rowan became everything he ever wanted to be. And somewhere along the way, he stopped choosing her. Four years after Abby walked away, Rowan is approaching what everyone believes will be the final fight of his career. Older, more scarred, still one of the biggest names in boxing-and standing on her doorstep like no time has passed at all. He doesn't apologize. He doesn't ask how she's been. He only says: "I need you in my corner one last time." Abby knows better than to step back into the world that broke them. She also knows Rowan has never been talking only about boxing. Because some fights end when the bell rings. Others wait years for a second round.

Two years ago, you loved Simon Riley enough to imagine a future with him. He made sure you regretted it. What began as distance turned into silence, what should have been fear became cruelty, and by the time Ghost finally succeeded in pushing you far enough away, there was nothing left between you except resentment, a ruined relationship, and the kind of hatred that only exists when love has nowhere else to go. So you left. New unit. New missions. New life. And for two years, you managed perfectly well without Simon Riley in it. Until fate decided to be cruel. A new operation forces you back into Task Force 141, back into the same briefing rooms, the same corridors, and worst of all, directly beside the man you once knew better than anyone. Ghost hasn't changed. He's still arrogant, infuriating, impossible to read, and apparently determined to make every interaction between you unbearable. You haven't changed either. At least, that's what you keep telling yourself. Because hatred should be simple. It shouldn't remember the sound of his voice in the dark. It shouldn't notice when his hand brushes against yours. It shouldn't know exactly where to strike when an argument becomes too personal. And it definitely shouldn't feel anything when Command decides that, out of everyone available, the two people who can barely stand being in the same room are still the most effective pair they have. Now you're stuck working beside the man who broke your heart, trading insults between bullets, reopening wounds neither of you ever allowed to heal, and discovering that two years apart did absolutely nothing to erase the one thing neither of you wants to admit. You may hate Simon Riley. But your body still remembers him. And Ghost has never forgotten you.

Vivien never thought her favorite mafia novel would become her prison-until she woke up inside it, trapped as the villainess fiancée who was supposed to die. She wasn't the heroine. She was the cruel woman who tormented Alina, the girl sold to Dante Moretti. A woman hated by everyone... and killed by the man she was promised to. But Vivien remembers every page. Every betrayal. Every heartbeat before her death. Determined to rewrite her fate, she avoids Dante and Alina, hoping to stay invisible. Only Dante doesn't look away. His icy gaze follows her like a predator's hunt. The cold, ruthless mafia king becomes dangerously obsessed-with Vivien She was never meant to be loved. Now she's his only desire. And in his world, obsession never lets go. At this point she wasn't running from the plot But his obsession.. ⚠️I claim this book is mine. If u didn't liked the storyline then please don't read. Don't be rude. Thank you⚠️

Amidst the disciplined routines of military training, a captivating dynamic unfolds between Ava, a promising young cadet, and Ghost, her enigmatic and seasoned lieutenant. As Ghost imparts his knowledge with an air of mystery, Ava finds herself drawn to more than just the tactical expertise he offers. The training sessions become a dance of forbidden emotions, revealing the complexities of their connection amidst the rigid structure of ranks and a significant age gap. Through shared challenges and shared glances, a subtle yet undeniable undercurrent of attraction weaves its way into their professional dynamic, leaving Ava to grapple with emotions she never anticipated. [ Character based Fan-Fiction MW]

Ghost, a cold and mysterious figure, is forced to partner with Bea. As they navigate covert missions, Ghost's hidden layers begin to unfold. Together, they discover that their partnership holds more depth than either Ghost or Bea anticipated... (based on my TikTok story: POV: Ghost is your Misunderstood Partner)

Ghost has been the military's best-kept secret since the age of sixteen, known only for his brutal efficiency and cold detachment. Suicide missions, black ops, and impossible odds are his specialty-until he's given an order he despises: stand down from the battlefield and protect a civilian. Violet Helm, the brilliant and stubborn daughter of Captain Helm. While he hid from enemy forces in Sweden while meeting with a covert special forces unit. A recent college graduate with a passion for biological science and genetic research, she dreams of saving lives-not being trapped under the watch of a silent, intimidating soldier. To her, Ghost is nothing more than a terrifying babysitter. To him, Violet is a 'job' he never asked for. A mission he felt was far far beneath him. But when enemies close in and secrets begin to unravel, Ghost and Violet are forced together in a dangerous game of survival. As bullets fly and trust is tested, the line between protector and protected begins to blur-and the mask Ghost wears may hide more than just his face.

Task Force 141. Not intended to accommodate personalities, only results. For nearly a year and a half 'Shade', or Kama Lovell, had given them exactly that. Transferred from an elite American naval division under circumstances left deliberately vague, she quickly became one of the task force's strongest assets; precise under pressure, medically trained, frighteningly capable in combat, and difficult to know beyond her record. Her file explained enough to stop questions. Decorated service. Exceptional performance. Fast promotion. Everything else remained sealed behind professionalism and silence. Ghost preferred it that way. Lieutenant Simon Riley did not trust easily, did not speak unnecessarily, and did not care where people came from so long as they did their job. Yet from the moment Shade arrived, something about her seemed to unsettle the careful indifference he gave everyone else. Maybe because she never tried to impress him, nor did she seem too impressed. Or maybe because their distain for each other became routine. Briefings turned into quiet power struggles. Corrections blurred into intense criticism. Every conversation ended too quickly or lasted far too long. Ghost found her insufferably composed, too observant, too unwilling to explain herself. Shade found him impossible: cold for the sake of being cold, dismissive, and carrying himself like he was above needing anyone. Neither trusted the other, and neither wanted to. Somewhere beneath the irritation lived something neither acknowledged, that each was beginning to recognize parts of themselves in the other. Then the intel leaks. A mission collapses before it begins, Task Force 141 is attacked from within. They are forced into retreat and relocated to a base in the United States while hunting the mole responsible, old routines begin to break under pressure. [Modern Warfare based Fan-fiction story.]

Lydia is in her 5th year at Hogwarts, she may be smart but she is no Ravenclaw. Will she realize who her heart belongs to or will she end up with the wrong guy? I changed it from a Y/N to an OC!!! started- december 11th 2020 Discontinued for now

Saphira Linston. Tom Riddle. Zwei Gegenstücke von Seelen die sich überhaupt nicht gleichen, aber dennoch soviel gemeinsam haben... So viele Geheimnisse werden enthüllt, eine starke Freundschaft die sich mit Liebe ausgleicht entwickelt sich. 1930. Das Jahr an dem die damals 4 jährige Saphira Linston das erste Mal auf Tom Riddle trifft. Gemeinsam in einem Zimmer des Waisenhaus eingesperrt, nichtwissend von Magie. Zukunfspläne bringen Tom durch den Wind. Macht oder Liebe? ================================ Start: 02 / 06 / 17