A slow-burn Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II story - told through your eyes. Book 1 and 2 combined You weren't supposed to survive that sniper's bullet. You weren't supposed to matter to him. But Ghost saved you anyway. Now, thrown together on a mission where you must pose as husband and wife, the lines between orders and desire blur. Behind the mask is a man you should never love-cold, broken, dangerous. And just when you think you can trust him... the real enemy is already watching. Finished November 2025 Cover made by @Felicity14445

In a world where only the strongest survive, she was determined to become one of the best riders of her generation. Driven, really smart, and fiercely loyal, Aeris had a rocky childhood which lead her to Basgiath War College in order to flee her reality. But when she bonds with her dragon, she's thrust into a whole new reality, her signet makes her an essential weapon for war and with pressure she slowly falls back into her lack of confidence. As she navigates through this mess, she finds an unexpected attraction to Bodhi, the sharp-witted, reckless rider who sees through her walls-infuriating, impossible... and the one person she might not survive losing. This book follows the events of Fourth Wing, Iron Flame and Onyx Storm.

Simon Ghost Riley x Fem OC. ❝I am rotten. How can you see the good in me?❞ 𝑺𝒄𝒚𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒐𝒏, a tough and cold SAS soldier, haunted by the dark past and her demons. She's back on her tracks in Captain Price's team, to catch a dangerous threat: Vladimir Makarov. But the demons are still there, in her head, around her, in everything she sees or hears, in every moment. TF141 just want to let her feel comfortable around them, to welcome her in their small family, but all she can see is betrayal. Everywhere. She's a walking mystery, cold, reserved, tempting like a siren, and Simon can't help but feel tempted by her. [ The story follows MW3's storyline, missions, characters and cities are all taken from the game except for some changes and additions I did. ] INCLUDES: - SWEARING - MATURE CONTENTS - SMUT - VIOLENCE - ABUSE TW ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ NUMBER 1# in cod NUMBER 2# in call of duty NUMBER 1# in Ghost NUMBER 1# in Simon Ghost Riley NUMBER 1# in Price NUMBER 1# in Soap

They tried to break her. Torture her. Kill her. Instead, they forged her into a weapon. Now Eleanor Riorson-Tavis, Queen of Orlyth, wages war not only against the Venin, but against Navarre and the very gods themselves. The Balance is fractured, magic is unraveling, and with the Shadewing Den reborn, her name has become prophecy and curse alike. With Garrick at her side, Noodle in her shadow, and Nox and Chradh above, Eleanor has built an empire of monsters-and she will tear the world apart piece by piece to protect what remains of her family. Her kill count climbs. Her mercy burns to ash. Her humanity slips further from reach with every battlefield she leaves empty. But victory comes at a cost. And the deeper she walks into madness, the clearer it becomes: this was never just war. It is a reckoning. It is the endgame. Because Eleanor isn't fighting to save the world anymore. She's fighting to remake it. And when the dust settles, history won't call her hero or villain. It will call her what she has always been: Oblivion.

BOOK TWO OF "VIPER" Everyone expected Eleanor Lennox to die at Resson. Len included. But against all odds, she survived. And now? War is coming-whispered in the halls of Basgiath, painted in blood on the battlefield, buried in the lies of the Revolution. Assassins stalk the shadows. The enemy is already at the gate. And Len has a target on her back-not just for wielding shadowfire, not just for bonding to Nox, but for refusing to die when she should have. With Garrick and Xaden on the front lines, Len is missing half her family. But she's got Bodhi at her side, a war to fight, people to kill, and secrets she cannot afford to let slip. They used to call her the Viper. But she's not just a snake with a lethal bite anymore. She's an inferno. And if leadership wants her dead? She'll burn them to the ground.

Eleanor was never meant to survive this long. But now that she has-she's not sure who she is anymore. The war has reached a breaking point. Navarre is crumbling from the inside out, tangled in bloodshed, backroom politics, and betrayals disguised as strategy. Len was forged for battle, trained to kill-but nothing prepared her for this kind of war. The kind where words are as sharp as blades, and allies might be enemies in disguise. As time runs out, Len finds herself walking a path her mother once warned her about. The lines between hero and monster are blurring. The darkness inside her-once caged-is waking, hungering, changing her. With Nox at her back, and Garrick at her side, Len is a weapon ready to be unleashed. But love is no longer her anchor-it's her weak point. And in this war, weakness is fatal. As gods reach down and monsters rise up, Len must choose who she's willing to become to survive. A savior? A destroyer? Or something far, far worse. Because the phoenix doesn't rise to save the world. She rises to remake it.

Eleanor "Len" Lennox is a survivor. Scarred, feral, and feared by all, she thrives in the chaos of Basgiath War College. When she bonds with Noxarathian-an ancient, deadly white dragon known for killing his riders-Len becomes something extraordinary. Together, they wield Shadowfire, a destructive power capable of annihilating the Venin threatening Navarre. But beneath her terrifying reputation lies a fractured soul. Len keeps her scars, her pain, and her dark past hidden, even from her closest friends, Xaden Riorson and Bodhi Durran. The only person who dares to break through her walls is Garrick Tavis, the one man who might teach her what it means to love-and to heal. As rebellion brews and the Venin's power grows, Len must embrace the shadows within her. Because saving the people she loves might demand the ultimate sacrifice.

She crossed the Parapet with her eyes closed. No one knew her name. Not really. Not the riders, not the commandant. Not even the boy she once knew, who now leads the very quadrant she's been thrown into. Aeliana Sorynne is a survivor. Marked by magic, scarred by secrets, raised in the shadows of rebellion. Now, she enters Basgiath War College under a name no one remembers - carrying nothing but a rune, a memory, and the skills of someone who should've died years ago. Assigned to Fourth Wing, Tail Section, Second Squad, Aeliana must navigate brutal training, suspicious cadets, and the heavy eyes of dragons that seem to see more than they should. She's not here to be chosen. She's here to endure. But surviving is never that simple - not when her past walks the same halls, not when dragons are watching, and not when trust could mean everything... or cost her everything.

Editing -------- Highest Ranks- 1# Mafia 1#hostage 1#complete 1#good girl 1#italian 2#opposites 3#Mature 4#morallygrey Rosie has always been independent, caring, loyal, polite, but most of all, lonely. Growing up without a family she learnt the hard way that love was most of all, a fairytale, only found in worn books and illogical movies, but that never stopped her from feeling everything so deeply, daydreaming and romanticising a life that's never truly been hers. All she's ever wanted was a little bit of love. Will moving into the busy streets of Brooklyn to get away from the loneliness she's always felt and potentially find the boring love she wants so badly be the easiest choice she ever makes? Probably, and quite possibly...the worst... Now Rosie will learn the hard way that sometimes when a 6'4ft man with piercing green eyes, the mouth of a sailor and an obviously not so alluring demeanour tells you to walk the other way, just walk the other fucking way...

__❤︎ The Maid and the Mafia King ❤︎__ Losing her father at the age of 20, Bella started to search for jobs. Not to mention, she already was doing 2 jobs. But they were not enough to pay her father's debt. With the help of her friend's cousin, she got the job of working as a maid in a big mansion,owned by a multi billionaire. She heard the owner of the mansion was young and the mansion too screamed rich and power. But what she didn't know was the owner of the mansion was feared by people, the most perilous Mafia king of Italy and around the world. She didn't know one more thing. That the ruthless Mob king was going to claim her 𝑯𝑰𝑺 no matter what. _________ "Sshhh.. no one cares," Lucifer's hot breath hitting my neck as his lips slowly tracing down to my collarbone. "No please- w-we shouldn't ahh.." I gasped as he took the skin of my sweet spot between his teeth. "Don't open your mouth. I won't be responsible for what I would do to you if you open your sweet mouth again, " he didn't give me time to response before he claimed my lips possessively. ________ •[ WARNING ] Contains MATURE CONTENT, VOLGAR LANGUAGE, ABUSE. (18+) _________ Started: 12/08/20 Completed: 24/11/20 •°•°•°• [Cover by me]