A Ghost/oc fan fiction "I See you, little shadow. And I'm never letting you fade." Nora Ashton knew what she signed up for when she joined Task Force 141 - blood, grit, sacrifice. But nothing could've prepared her for him. Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley: war-hardened, cold, brutal... and the man who unknowingly claimed every shattered piece of her. Their relationship is a secret - forbidden by protocol, sealed by silence, and smothered under the weight of their trauma. He never lets her stay the night, never lets her close, yet he's always there in the shadows, protecting, possessing, watching. But war doesn't just scar bodies - it haunts souls. As missions grow deadlier and their bond deeper, Ghost's obsession becomes as dangerous as the world around them. And Nora? She keeps crawling back, craving the pain if it means feeling his touch. She's the lamb in love with the wolf. And he'd rather destroy the world than lose her.

the story cover is me after the fbi (rational, not insane people) lock me away for my crimes (this story). - - - "Dizzy! Shit, hurry! Ghost and Soap are--" I jump to my feet, scrambling to grab my medkit as I search Gaz's expression. The alarm in his eyes has me wondering if their wounds are deadly enough to be fatal. "Are they hurt?! How bad is it!?" I question him, the alpha herding me forward and into a room. I slam the door open, stalking straight to Ghost who sits, head hung against his shoulders. Soap is across the room, heaving hard breaths. "What happened? Are you two okay--?!" Ghost's hand circles around my wrist, just as Gaz retreats from the room. His eyes rise to my own. "Ooh shit." I whisper, just as Soap comes up behind me. "Help us out, okay? Please?" An alpha's rut. Or, well, alphas'... plural. - - - literally tf141 + konig x fem beta reader :D

Four-part series about how Soap accidentally discovers the relationship between the 141's medic and his Lieutenant.