Stella Vandenburg realizes that loving a criminal makes you just as guilty as they are _lowercase intended in first TWO chapters only. otherwise, proper grammar is intended. _fem!oc x rafe. _enemies to lovers. _a little oc x jj. _season 1-3 complete. _follows the plot of Netflix's Outer Banks (doesn't go off-story). _SLOW BURN. if u want to see kissing five chapters in this is not the right story for you. lots of enemy before the lover.

"All I need is one shot." ✧ Simon "Ghost" Riley was a cold, heartless killer. He was untouchable, and he made his enemies cower just by hearing his name. Not you, though. Cold? Heartless? Hearing him referred to by those names would make you laugh. If anyone was demented and heartless, it was you. A menacingly precise and skilled sniper by the name "Odile," you were the one to be feared. So when you're captured and interrogated by Task Force 141 for being suspected of working with the terrorist Hassan, you're offered something you cannot pass up ─ valuable information on where to find an old friend that went missing 7 years ago by the name of König. The catch? Temporarily join Task Force 141 and help disarm a missile in Austria. ✧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ✧ #3 in "fanfic" out of 1.4M+ #10 in "ghost" out of 55.4K+ #4 in "callofduty" out of 1,000+ #1 in "codmw2" out of 150+ #3 in "cod" out of 1,000+ ✧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ✧ Began: December 20, 2022 Completed: July 4, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs Full Word Count: 62k ✧ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

"Soothe the devils in my head, love me to my death." In which a psychiatrist gets kidnapped by a serial killer, only to lose her mind.

I writhed against his hold. He was like a python, squeezing me until the life leaked from my eyes. "Hey, chill out, shhhh. It's me, kitten." His voice dripped from his mouth like honey. I knew it was him. The way my body ignited before he touched me told me he was here, and not to play nice. "Please." I whimpered. His smile grew against my neck. "I warned you that the big bad wolf was coming, and not to play fetch, kitten." Highest Rankings : #1 in negan out of 1,000+ stories #3 in twd out of 1,000+ stories #4 in Hostage out of 1,000+ stories

Blaise Evans hasn't been back to Adair, Kentucky in eleven years, but finds herself in her rural Kentucky hometown after a series of tragic circumstances and unforeseen surprises. At only nineteen years old, she is doing her best to balance family drama, new friendships, and her sophomore year of college. As she gets more involved with an old childhood friend, she can't help but find herself attracted to her university's tall, dark and very off-limits admissions director. James Bradford is not interested in repeating past mistakes. He's healing from heartbreak and channeling his negative energy into his work as Director of Admissions of Adair University. He's back in control. His life is predictable. Routine. Disciplined. Everything is in order just as it should be. Until Blaise. ♡♡♡ THANK YOU SO MUCH @annasteffey for the beautiful cover! ♡♡♡ Best of Summer Awards 2018 - Winner Best of Summer Awards 2018 Best in Show - Romance This is a second draft. First draft: Reads at completion: 33K Likes at completion: 2.44K