"rank?" "lieutenant." "hand over the folder." "well I've seen this problem before." "no picture." "seems like Simon Riley all over again" "send her out with him." "They'll work perfectly together." -- (THIS HAS SMUT! PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18!) (enemies to lovers?)

Love was something you had ruled out from the very beginning. Ever since you joined the military, a relationship had never been an option for you. But something has changed the moment you were assigned to the task force...

A Resident Evil 4 fanfic. What if Leon had help inside the castle from someone he freed from imprisonment? Amor LaCienega is a spirited, strong young woman. Who just happens to be immune to Las Plagas. After he breaks her from her prison, she joins Leon Kennedy on his mission to save the President's daughter. *Horrible summary, I know. Hopefully story is better. All characters except Amor belong to Capcom.*

Adeline Winters' life was turned upside down on September 30th, 1998. But, she wasn't alone. She was fortunate enough to go through all of it with a rookie cop that was late to his first day on the job: Leon Kennedy. After that fateful night, she was recruited by the government to fight bioterrorism as a secret agent. But what happens when she's assigned her first real mission with the one and only guy who went through hell and back with her a year ago? [Includes: Slow burn, friends to lovers, forbidden romance, Leon x Agent!OC]

UNEDITED "𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒔𝒔𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔." 18-year-old Adaline Martinez gets a summer job babysitting for the richest families in Miami Florida, The Hernandez's. What happens when Adaline gets caught up in Hernandez's rocky marriage and starts an affair with Lorenzo Hernandez. This is the only platform my book is posted on. Ranks~ #1 in desire #7 in drama

"Honey... now what did I say about disobeying me?" His voice was quiet, low and cold, slicing through the silence like a blade. She flinched before he even moved. Chains rattled above her as she struggled to back away. Her eyes, swollen and red, met his-not with defiance, but pure terror. He walked toward her slowly, savoring her panic. She looked so fragile. Breakable. Just the way he liked her. "P-Please..." she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" He silenced her with a finger to her lips. "Shh." Tilting her chin up, he forced her to meet his eyes. His touch was almost tender, but she knew better. Behind it hid a monster who toyed with his prey before breaking them. "You don't speak unless I allow it," he murmured. "And you don't beg-unless it's for me." A tear slid down her cheek. He wiped it away slowly, then smiled-darkly. "I could be kind," he said. "I could give you everything. But you'd rather test me. Run. Cry. Scream. Thinking someone will save you." He laughed softly. "No one's coming. You're mine now. Mine to hurt, own... destroy." She trembled, shrinking into the corner. And he adored it. Her fear. Her weakness. "You'll learn to love the pain, sweetheart," he whispered. "Because I'll teach you. Again and again... until all you know is my name on your lips, begging for mercy I'll never give." He stepped back, watching her sob-beautiful even in ruin. Untouched. Pure. A canvas he'd stain with obsession and darkness. And no matter how loud she screamed... No one would hear her. --- ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, emotional manipulation, and disturbing content. Read at your own risk.

𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒 When Steve goes to his local florist in the efforts of buying an apology gift for Nancy, he meets a challenging girl that teaches him the importance of flowers. (Steve Harrington x Female!OC) (Based on Season 2 and 3 of Netflix's Stranger Things)

Military Dark Romance, This book is NOT suitable for younger audiences. It contains topics including human trafficking, trauma,PTSD, and other heavy themes, as well as scenes of sex, depictions of violence, rape, and human trafficking. All rights reserved. Enjoy your reading ;) SecondbloodbecauseRambowasfirst

"I did this for you, all of it was for you." His voice was low, a dark rumble in his chest. It was a far cry from the gentle tone he'd always used with me. The intensity of his gaze gave it all away. He really was the monster, the one he'd "protected" me from. The hairs on my neck stood straight up, as I processed his words. How could I escape his suffocating hold? Did I even want to?.... This is a fanfic of Mr Whatsit/Henry Creel from "Stranger Things". This story will contain themes of manipulation, psychological deception, and possession. If that is triggering for you, I totally understand skipping this read 🙏🏻

You've always seen this one guy around the house. Friday dinners. Holidays. Random school night, Jamie campbell Bower.. your dad's old friend.