☆彡 Rafe and Atallia hate each other so much until one day they're forced to team up in order to cover a murder. Season: 2

SEASONS 1-4 ARE COMPLETE Rafe Cameron wasn't in college but was sent away to camp Blue Ridge: a Wilderness Therapy Camp. There he meets Brooke Evans, a strong-willed orphan who teaches him how to enjoy life's smallest moments.

In which I fall in love with my brother's best friend. ***** "Don't pretend like you don't feel anything." His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine. "What do you mean?" "You know damn well what I mean." "I don't know what you're talking about." I pretend to ignore him, flipping some pages in my book. "Come on. I have all these assignments waiting. Aren't you supposed to teach me tonight?" "It depends on what you want me to teach." He smirks, his voice sounding even more dangerous. ***** I thought that my brother was the most popular guy in school, but as soon as I step into my university life, I realize how wrong I was. Meet Vaughn Cooper, his best friend. The guy is the epitome of every girl's dream. Godlike handsome. The quarterback. He's got the looks, and he's got the brain. Come on, he's got the scholarship to one of the most prestigious universities in the country, while I have just barely passed the entrance examination after long years of struggle during high school. How could a guy who worked that hard and deserves nothing more but adoration be labeled as a bad boy? Yeah, the answer is simple. The moment we lock eyes, I realize something as I stare into those piercing, amber eyes. He's not every girl's dream. He's every girl's nightmare. In my case, MY nightmare. Calm down, heart. Our story hasn't even started. ***** THE SPENCERS SERIES BOOK #1 © 2020 Anya Jayvyn. All Rights Reserved. (Content warning: This book has descriptive sexual content, explicit language, and triggering themes)

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.

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

"You want to dance? Well, let's dance, vieil amant." ✦ [Y/N] "Odile" [L/N] has gone off the rails. Off to Austria to visit her parents a year after the initial Task Force 141 mission, Odile enters her childhood home to see nothing but bloodshed. Driven mad by the mysterious annihilation of her entire family, Odile is seeking revenge on the person who murdered her parents - and she's willing to kill anybody in her way. Abandoning Task Force 141, along with Ghost and König, she sets herself on wild goose chase for information. It does not matter if it means she has to torture her enemies, if she has to take them hostage, even if she has to slaughter them; her parents were killed in cold blood, and she wanted to find out why, and more importantly, the person who did it. She quickly finds herself in Russia, facing ruthless foreign enemies and stumbling into the depravity of eradicating each combatant mercilessly - she'll do anything for answers. Meanwhile, Ghost and König cooperate to find Odile as hostility gradually resurfaces between them. They follow her trail on a mission to bring her back to the surface, but find it increasingly difficult when they discover that she is not so willing to cooperate with them. Odile's relationships are ripped apart due to her grief, and all Ghost and König desire to do is to bring her back, to talk some sense into her, to convince her that drowning in a red lake of blood was not worth her sanity. ✦ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] [DISCON.] ✦ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ✦ Began: March 21, 2024 Completed: ??? Written during age(s): 16 yrs Full Word Count: ??? ✦ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

"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

A Ghost/oc fan fiction "I See you, little shadow. And I'm never letting you fade." Nora Ashton knew what she signed up for when she joined Task Force 141 - blood, grit, sacrifice. But nothing could've prepared her for him. Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley: war-hardened, cold, brutal... and the man who unknowingly claimed every shattered piece of her. Their relationship is a secret - forbidden by protocol, sealed by silence, and smothered under the weight of their trauma. He never lets her stay the night, never lets her close, yet he's always there in the shadows, protecting, possessing, watching. But war doesn't just scar bodies - it haunts souls. As missions grow deadlier and their bond deeper, Ghost's obsession becomes as dangerous as the world around them. And Nora? She keeps crawling back, craving the pain if it means feeling his touch. She's the lamb in love with the wolf. And he'd rather destroy the world than lose her.

Maria Diaz had always suffered at the hands of the men in her life. But when she murders her father and husband, she decides it's time to take matters into her own hands. She creates a hit list of every man who has ever hurt her or her mother, determined to make them pay for their sins. What she doesn't realize is that she's being watched. Damien Kingston, a skilled detective with a dark past, is shadowing her every move. But as he gets closer to catching her, he begins to realize that there's more to Maria than meets the eye. She's not just a cold-blooded killer; she's also hiding something - something that every man on her hit list wants. As they play a dangerous game of cat and mouse, Damien and Maria find themselves drawn to each other in ways they never expected. But can their love survive when the truth about Kingstons past is finally revealed? Will Damien be able to protect her from the men who want her dead? Or will their passion be their downfall? BOOK COVER BY @typinchapters

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }