A bunch of new faces show up around the base of Task Force 141. Kortac has been assigned to 141 for a new mission, and the captains have relieved everyone of any huge and outlandish jobs, giving everyone ample time to heal, and relax. However, things start to go downhill when a certain large man starts taking an healthy liking to you . . . . . . • • • In my opinion, I feel as if everyone knows König is not normal, but no one ever really voices it, yk? So I thought, why not make a book with him expressing his feelings for a newfound "love-interest" in the reader? One that starts off all wholesome, but gradually starts turning dark. Throughout your read, pay attention to König's odd mannerisms....

They call her Hellcat. She breaks rules with a smirk, wipes the blood off her hands, and asks who's next. From the moment she walks into Task Force 141, it's obvious she's not there to behave. Ghost doesn't trust her. König can't stop staring. Keegan knows better-and touches anyway. She fights like she has nothing to lose, moves like she wants to be chased, and looks at men like she's already decided what she's going to do with them. Missions blur into dark corners, stolen moments, and hands that shouldn't be on her-but are. Fast. Rough. Reckless. But under the bodies and sweat and heat, something is wrong. Something she's not saying. Because Hellcat isn't just a problem. She's a secret. And when the truth comes out, the team won't be asking if she belongs there. They'll be asking if they should've killed her the moment she arrived.

☆COMPLETED☆ (under revision) 18+ !!!!! You, Ghost, and König are assigned to the same living quarters. With only two beds, they all agree that you will take turns sleeping in either bed each night. Two possessive, sexually frustrated, violent military war machines with too much free time on their hands, what could possibly go wrong? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

[𝐊ö𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐱 𝐅!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫] ↳As you're walking around the base you suddenly feel like someone's following you. You speed up and make a quick turn. Suddenly someone comes around the corner. You grab them by their vest and push them against the wall. You look up. "König? Why are you following me?" He instantly looks away. "I... well-" You stare him down. Gripping him by his mask, you pull him down towards you. "König? Why. are. you. following. me" Your voice stern this time. His eyes widened at your proximity and immediately blushed, but his mask covered it. "Y/n, I, um-". "What's going on?" You both look to your left to see Ghost glaring with arms crossed. You instantly let König go. "Nothing, Lieutenant. Sorry for the commotion." Giving König one more glance you turn and walk away. Ghost looks down at König and sighs. "If you want her to like you following her around like a creep isn't the way". König looks down ashamed. "I know..." [ Please note that this book is fan-made, I'm using relevant pieces of information and what happened but describe it and present it my own way :> I also am using the kathy_ifnt reference on TokTok to present how König looks like *This is not canon*]

From the first second he saw you, König was completely and utterly obsessed with you. So when you ran into him late at night, tears streaming down your face, the universe served you to him on a silver platter. "Come in, we can sit down in my room and get you cleaned up, and then you can tell me what happened, ja?" he said quietly, a smirk hidden beneath his mask as he guided you into his room.

A new recruit to the 141, you have to navigate the new environment while dealing with the insufferable Ghost who won't stop watching you and possessive König who quickly becomes your comfort as you set out to prove you are not the sum of your last failed mission. Slowburn and long story. Warning: Eventual smut, descriptions of past physical torture, PTSD, strong language, consensual rough smut. Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the COD characters or COD MWII campaign story

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.

Skid Row è uno dei quartieri più malfamati della California. In pochi riescono ad andarsene da quel macello, da un posto che non si può definire casa. Ed è proprio qui che sono cresciuti i ragazzi del South California, non è mai stata data una possibilità di vita migliore a nessuno di loro: giorno per giorno tentavano di sopravvivere vedendo bambini portati via. Di notte o alla luce del sole non era importante, loro già sapevano cosa sarebbe aspettato a coloro che sparivano da quel quartiere: una vita migliore. La cosa che faceva più male, era proprio sapere che nessuno avrebbe mai scelto uno di loro, nessuno sarebbe mai andato fin laggiù solo per uno di loro, nessuno. Ma cosa succede quando in una banda di cinque bambini che per andare avanti con la loro vita hanno imparato a lottare, a rubare, e ad uccidere, viene portata via l'unica stella che ha illuminato la loro strada per tutti quegli anni? Cosa succede quando l'unica speranza di vita che hai ti viene strappata via da davanti agli occhi dopo che per così tanto tempo sei riuscito a nasconderla per bene? A tenerla al sicuro da tutto quel marciume che l'avrebbe sgretolata nel giro di pochi secondi? Succede che capovolgi il mondo, pur di riprendertela. Ma la vera domanda è: cosa fai se è proprio la tua speranza, la tua stella, a non volerti più? Perché forse, alla fine dei giochi, lei è sempre rimasta la stessa. Ma loro? Nah, loro sono proprio venuti su come chiunque si sarebbe aspettato da dei ragazzi di Skid Row. E come potrebbe lei, fidarsi di quei ragazzi di strada che dicono di averla cresciuta? Coco DeMille ha ventun anni, e non guarderà mai i ragazzi di Skid con quegli occhi di cui loro dicono di essersi nutriti da piccoli pur di sopravvivere alla vita. I fratelli Jones faranno di tutto per riconquistare la sua fiducia, anche se sarà difficile, visto il lavaggio del cervello che la sua nuova famiglia le ha fatto. Ma com'è che si dice già? Oh giusto... la speranza è l'ultima a morire.

"I warned you, you live under Roman law now. And you violated it. You touched what is mine. The punishment for that is ... death." Plunging his sword into the attacker's chest, the Centurion let the man fall and bleed out on the ground. Aelynn shrieked, causing Marcus to direct his full attention to her. The girl was cowering in the corner of the room. She hid her face in her hands, and he heard her muffled sobs. Slowly, Marcus sheathed his gladius and approached her shivering figure. *************************************************************** An enemies-to-lovers story set in ancient times when the Roman Empire was at the peak of its power and extending its control over Britain. And in the middle of it, a kind Celtic girl Aelynn and a Roman Centurion Marcus notorious for his brutality and cold-heartedness. Two worlds that could not be more different from each other collide. What would become of them? *** This story contains war / death scenes and other mature topics. Please read with caution. I'll also appreciate your comments, thoughts and pointing out mistakes. The pictures don't belong to me. Only the plot and characters do.

Read this book if you want to f-k Tommy Shelby. You're Billy Kimber's daughter. You've been accused of stealing the Peaky Blinders' shipment of guns. And now you're forced to work with Tommy Shelby to solve the mystery of who's framing your father, and who wants to see the Peaky Blinders go down. Tommy always gets what he wants. And soon enough, he wants you. Enemies to lovers. Will get spicy in the future. Kimber Cinematic Universe - KCU Previous book: Kimber's Daughter