With a threat growing in the shadows, Lieutenant Drew "Daisy" Farrell is sought out for TF141, an elite squad of soldiers trained to deal with the world's most serious threats. The transition onto the team goes smoothly, except for the animosity between her and her fellow task force Lieutenant. Despite the anger between them, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley --the grumpy-ass, arrogant, rude, frustrating, control freak of a man-- manages to distract her with his coffee-colored eyes and sinful touches, leaving her cursing him in more ways than one. But as the target terrorist organization avoids their grasp, he shows her exactly what she can have if she simply listens. ⁂ For anyone else who is feral over Simon Riley and enemies to lovers, this is for you ;) This story contains a lot of smutty chapters, however, there is still plenty of plot to go along with it. Chapters will be noted if they have smut... in case you're curious... This story does NOT follow the video games, ie. Soap's not dead <3 CW: cannon level violence, swearing, explicit sex, threats and inuendoes referring to SA *Warnings will be posted at the top of chapters. Excerpt: He turned to her then, stepping close enough that he brushed against her knees. "Is it possible for you to keep your mouth shut?" he asked lowly. "What? Am I getting on your nerves?" His eyes narrowed at her. "You're gettin' close to an ass-chewing." "Can't handle a little banter, sir?" "You're insubordinate." "And you're sensitive." He let out a frustrated growl. It only served to encourage her. "You wanna take that thing off? It's hard to tell how you're feeling without seeing your face." A very obvious lie, especially when his eyes showed her everything she needed to know. He was pissed.

Daisy Penelope Bloom, a young American woman living in Liverpool, Britain, across from her best friend Melody Price. Mel's father, John Price, has been away on a year long mission. When he returns, he finds his daughter all grown up, and his daughter's best friend a lot more interesting than he had remembered. (Not that he thought about her, or anything.) ______________________________________________ ⚠︎︎ on a chapter can mean smut, mentions of sex, abuse/sexual abuse, or any other mature topic. You have been warned. Not a slow burn. Short chapters. Mostly John and Daisy. Smut. Age-Gap. Psycho Ex-Boyfriend. Sexual Assault. Stalking. Kidnapping. Murder. Lots of other stuff. ______________________________________________ ✅ 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 ✅ 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 ☑️ 𝙵𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠? HIGHEST RANK: #1 in olderguy #1 in rpggame #1 in johnxreader #1 in johnprice #1 in barrysloane #1 in bestfriendsdad #1 in soap #1 in mw2 #1 in soldier #1 in captain #3 in ghost #3 in fastpaced #4 in callofduty #5 in price #7 in warfare #9 in barry

𝐂𝐎𝐃 𝐱 𝐅 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (❗️smut warning - Only smut content❗️) »--This collection of one-shot stories explores the world of the men we fantasize about in the 𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙪𝙩𝙮 universe. These stories are intended for mature audiences only (18+), as they contain sensitive content, including explicit sexual scenes, violence, knife play, blood, role-playing, strong language, and themes of domination. Please note, that all of these stories are purely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes. I do not promote or glorify unhealthy relationships or behaviors, such as possessiveness or coercion. The stories are created to provide an engaging and imaginative escape, not to reflect or encourage real-life actions.--« ❗️English is not my native language, so I apologize for any errors❗️

SEQUEL TO DUPLICITY. Complicity- to be involved with others in illegal activity or wrongdoing. After sacrificing herself for Harry's freedom, Aven Brooks is no longer the innocent photographer with big dreams and a bigger heart. Now under the notorious control of Malikai, she becomes brainwashed into being the perfect asset for his organized crime. Harry, a fugitive, spends his days trying to find his angel and reap her out the path he once walked. When that stroke of luck comes his way, he smacks into the harsh reality to what she's actually become. Needless to say, she's no longer an angel. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @HAPPYDAYS1D ALLOWING NO TRANSLATIONS. CONTAINS MATURE LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USE, VIOLENCE, AND MENTAL HEALTH. READ AT OWN RISK!

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

Highest rank #27 in Teen Fiction. Written by @apricitys. _ _ _ "What is this?" He asked, not even bothering to look at the canvas in front of me. Instead, his eyes were locked in mine. I swallowed my saliva, chills running down my spine. I felt my palms getting sweaty as my legs nervously started bouncing up and down. Without giving me time to answer, he took a step closer to me, eyes still locked in mine. Each time he inched closer, I used my right foot to slowly push myself and the stool back. It seemed to be the only option to get away from him; until he forced his hands below the sides of my thighs, holding the stool in place. He released a soft chuckle as he eyed me from my eyes, down to my lips. "You're beautiful," he said. From his voice, I couldn't tell if he was being serious, or messing around. It sounded sincere, however there was a smirk on his face. The smirk that he always has on his face when he's found an amusing target. Then he averted his attentions back to my eyes. His expressions softened up the moment his eyes landed back on mine. His smirk disappeared. I cleared my throat and broke the eye contact. I looked down at my palms as I rubbed the sweat against my jeans, "What do you want, Landon?" I asked, almost whispering. I felt his hand brushing against my right cheek, as he tilts my chin up to look back at him. His messy brown hair, his light blue eyes and his pink soft lips were just centimeters from mine. I felt his breath lingering on the upper tip of my lip. In a panic, I pressed my palms against his chest and push him off. He stumbled back with a surprised look on his face. "Aubrey." _ _ _ Landon Carthy is an arrogant boy, who knowns to have absolutely no care in the world. Making girls suffer feels great to him. But what happens when a new girl in town becomes one of his victims? Will she allow him to walk upon her like all the other girls do?

"You're going to pay for that." I whispered to her, making sure to graze my mouth across the spot that makes her breath hitch. When I saw her remain unfazed, I leant behind her and switched on the shower... causing a small gasp from her beneath the chilling water. Placing both hands either side of her head, I leant into her and hovered my lips above hers. Neither of us moved until she finally breathed the words that made my knees weak. "Oh, just fuck me already." ~~~ A plane journey was all that stood between Rebecca Brooke and Ashton Miles. One hour and 20 minutes in the sky was all that it took for her to arrive at her perfectly planned summer in France. However, falling for her 'Bestfriend's Brother' and 'Brother's Best Friend' certainly wasn't on that plan. Suddenly her whole month away, that she spent caught up in steamy romances with Ashton, began to feel so right. Yet somehow, so surreal... ~~~ ••🦋MATURE SCENES🦋- she a bit smutty ;) ••⚠️WARNING⚠️ ~this starts off as you average romance but nothing is as it seems~ ~~~ ~BEST TAGS~ #1 in brothersbestfriend #1 in childhood #1 in bliss #1 in holidayromance #1 in jealousy #1 in hotness #2 in boyfriend #4 in badboy #4 in player #6 in handsome #11 in badboylovestory #12 in mature #20 in brothers #28 in crush #34 in steamy #35 in teenfiction •Started 22nd December 2020• •1k Reads 28th December 2020• •10k Reads 7th January 2021• •100k Reads 20th May 2021•

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COMPLETED// Clarence Wilson is a 19 year old girl, who has just graduated high school and is now onto college, which is basically the real world. She thinks she'll go through college without no twisty situations, but that all changes when she meets a guy, in a bar, who surprisingly turns out to be her English professor.

I'm supposed to be attending art school, focusing on studies, making friends, having fun. Instead, I can't keep my mind off of my hot professor. And he can't keep me off his either. "I love this book so much" - annika1_ "[This] book is my favorite one right now" - Granola_Jossie "This book is sooooooo lovely...It's so interesting" - nathabraham