College? No, this was paradise. Three years filled with partying, not so secret underground drug-deals, and hot-headed men sliding into beds like snakes with no self-control. Things were different now. I wasn't that perfect, frill-wearing angel Mama thought would walk into the house ring-beared. So many things had changed, except for one. Him. He was a disease, one I couldn't get rid of no matter how hard I tried. Everytime he's near, I feel myself turn into something I've never seen before. Like there's something under my skin only he is capable of bringing out. He's manipulative, twisted, and completely wrong in every way. I hate him. Yet every night, from miles away, I find him in my dreams. Mikhail Volkov Fuck the patriarchy. Better yet, fuck everything and everyone. It was a game of cat and mouse, me chasing victories every single day. The Bratva's constant want for war was what kept the fuel in my blood, burning up into flames whenever my knuckles made contact with another opponent. In the end, I'm always the one left standing. This fire in my bones, I feel it burst into flames while every dark memory, thought and desire runs into my fists. So many medals, but only the people around me could see them. The real battle was against my head. And maybe, just maybe, I was afraid to admit that I had no chance in winning it. She makes it harder. An angel with wings to everyone else, yet a master at unveiling those devil's horns only when I'm near. There's this darkness, this fire, in the both of us. The only difference is, she's better at hiding it. She was gone, far away, yet there was this tether dowsed in fuel connecting us, one that only lit up when she came back. Every time she's near, I feel the limits surrounding my wrath being tested. Then again, rules are only made to be broken, right? Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

*WAS DELETED AT 600K READS* Adriana Mancini I was raised to bite, not bow. So when they told me I was to marry Nikolas Volkov-heir to the Bratva, enemy to my blood-I didn't cry, I laughed. They thought they could tame me with diamonds and alliances. And for the first time in my life, I realized I didn't have a choice. As for him.. It's the eyes that speak to me. Blank but compulsive with secrets, empty yet dominating with control. Like stone. I wonder, is his heart made of it too? Nikolas Volkov After a bloody feud with the Cosa Nostra, I'm forced into an arranged marriage-to the one woman I can't control. Adriana Mancini. A hurricane in stilettos with venom in her smile. She tests my patience, taunts my power, and tempts my darkness. She thinks I won't ruin her just because she wears my ring. But this marriage was never meant to be peaceful. It was built for war.

They tell me love is a pretty lie. A cruel deception. I wouldn't know-I've never been given the chance to believe in it. A daughter of the Cosa Nostra, passed from one husband to the next like a prized possession, I have learned one thing: a woman's value is measured in obedience. But then I come back, and he's there. Enzo Mancini. Silent. Ruthless. Untouchable. Except... I have touched him. Once, before the lies. Before the fire. Before he left me with nothing but ghosts of a boy who used to stare at me like I was his only sin. Now, he looks at me like I'm his reckoning. Like he's been starving. Like he'll ruin me all over again. The worst part? I want him to. Enzo Mancini She was never supposed to know the truth of that night. The blood on my hands. The fact that I let her believe I was the monster. I told myself I could let her go. That I could watch her slip through my fingers, fall into the hands of men who never deserved her. And I did. She doesn't know what I've done for her. How many bodies I've buried. How many sins I've committed in her name. She's everything I should stay away from. Soft where I am hard. Chaos where I am order. A temptation so dangerous, it should be a death sentence. But I can't stop. I can't stop watching her, wanting her, losing sleep over the way she lingers like a curse in the nightmares she inhabits. She calls me heartless, and like everyone, I let her believe it. She doesn't know that every step she takes away from me is another step toward a man who won't live long enough to touch what's mine. I saved her from the fire long ago, the same one I caused. And now, the flames are swallowing me whole. 17+ Mafia Dark Romance *Standalone*

Gₕₒₛₜ ₓ ₒC fₑₘₐₗₑ ᵣₑₐdₑᵣ. Your father was one of the most important commanders for the government, after his death in action, deep inside you there was always anger and doubts. Years go by and you decide to join Task Force 141 and seek revenge or so you think you do. But someone has been stealing all your attention, making you think the wrong things and most of all making you feel things you haven't felt in years. 🖤Simon fucking Riley🖤

This story will be somewhat slow paced, so if you're interested in reading a long story, come and read ! 🤍 14+?? Cursing Mentions of SA and suicide. Slow burn !!Violence!!🩸 !!THIS ISNT RELATED TO THE ACTUAL COD STORYLINE!!

Simon ghost Riley x fem reader #1 callofduty #1 SimonRiley #20 Love "𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖒𝖊? 𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖌𝖊𝖙 𝖒𝖊" Contains: smut, self harm and mental struggles... She's on an ordinary mission to capture a terrorist and his Missiles. Then she meets a man, a mysterious one too, one that will love her one day and ignore her the next. Date started: November 29, 2022. Date finishes: June 21, 2024.

Summary: Elaina was recruited by TF:141 as their permanent onsite medic. She slowly gets to know the team, except for one. Simon "Ghost" Riley. The mysterious and dangerous masked soldier who barely speaks to her. She feels he doesn't like or trust her and she has no idea why. Yet Elaina wishes he would let her get to know him just a little, after all her contract is for at least three years. After assisting Price with yearly qualifications for the team, things start shifting between Simon and Elaina. When her past threatens to intrude on her present Simon becomes her shield. Author's Note: Okay, so I have only just started getting into this fandom. (Hey, blame the COD cosplayers that have begun flooding my TikTok courtesy of BookTok. LOL. I have read up a bit on Ghost and have read a few fanfics, so I'm giving it a shot. Please be gentle. Also, I should mention I have never played COD, but have heard of it. Author's Note 2: This has some things from the games, characters too. I will be including the betrayal by Sheperd and Graves, but in my story, Soap wasn't killed. Just letting the readers know, and please no backlash or comments as I will delete them. This is fan fiction not cannon. Having said that, if the characters seem out of character I'm sorry but this is how they came out as I wrote this. Again, no backlash or rude comments. If you don't like it then don't read the story. Plain and simple. Just so you know, there is a playlist for this pic. Here's the link if you're interested: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5Wh7toa54mIyUFQWDwhBxQ?si=64a5ba74d0544b07

The 141 being snowed under with intel and digital tech they can't decipher, ask Laswell to send them a Digital Specialist to assist them. She is not what Ghost expects and she triggers changes in his life that he never expected to experience. This is a slow burn friendship/love story. I wanted to give Simon 'Ghost' Riley some much needed love, happiness and comfort. The story doesn't follow the events of the Modern Warfare stories, but does borrow details from canon. This is my first attempt at writing for others, so constructive comments are welcome. This is a site for people to share their inspiration and stories. Derogatory and negative comments are not constructive, helpful or welcome and will be muted. Please don't do that to authors who have spent their time writing and sharing their work. Thank you.

You're the newest addition to Task Force 141 as a sniper. You try your best to fit in with the new team and environment but one member on the team doesn't seem to like you very much. Or so you thought. Ghost is reserved, cold and brutally honest. You were transferred to Task Force 141 as they needed an extra pair of hands to help with missions as a sniper. You've been in the military for a few years and gained up the ranks of one of the best snipers known in the military. They called you "Raven". The name meaning death and you have a winning streak of always hitting your targets. Never missing a single shot. After being with the team for a few months they find out there's a mole giving away the team's movements, missions and plans . They think it's you. What will they do when they find out? (Spoiler it's not you) Enemies to lovers slow burn - Ghost (aka Simon Riley) x y/n Side note - Not campaign accurate Content will contain violence, mentions of blood, injuries, harsh language and sexual scenes etc. Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Call of Duty Characters or storyline's.

From a young age your father forced you into a life filled with death and destruction, turning you into a ruthless killing machine as an Al-Qatala soldier. Your mother always told you to do what was right, but it's been years since you've seen her, and your humanity was slowly slipping away. During a mission in Al Mazrah, you are captured by Task Force 141 and held for questioning. That's when you meet Simon "Ghost" Riley who seems to flip your world upside down. Stuck in a mental tug of war between right and wrong, as well as being forced to face the darkest parts of yourself, in the end, will you do what is right? "I know you will always do what is right, my sunflower." [Ghost x Reader] Follows the storyline of Modern Warfare II