Ex-military Stories

"This marriage is to fulfill my responsibility to my mother. Nothing more." Sofia didn't interrupt. She just watched him. "You will not lack anything," Malik continued, voice calm, controlled. "But I don't do emotional conversations. I prefer my space." A pause. Then, quieter "Do not expect love from me." When Sofia Bello returns to Nigeria to reconnect with her roots and take on a life-changing architecture contract, the last thing she expects is an arranged marriage to a man who has already decided she will never have his heart. Lieutenant Colonel Malik Danjuma is disciplined, distant, and completely closed off until the woman he married out of duty begins to slip past every rule he set. Because Sofia is not the kind of woman who stays at a distance. And Malik is not prepared for what happens when the one person he tries to keep out... becomes the only one he can't stay away from. A modern Arewa romance about duty, healing, family, and the kind of love that quietly breaks through even the strongest walls.

Mr. Blue thought that he had left those days behind. He had started his own buisness and moved to a town where nothing ever happened. That is until he is shot. Now he must trace down who his would be killer is and it will take him through his past. Only to find out that death is uncertain even when it is watched.

A little drabble about ex-military!Jungkook and his girlfriend Lisa in the middle of a Nerf gun war. A liskook drabble by ellieworks_

In a quiet remote town, a former military officer named Rudolfo Ariego arrives to redeem himself. Rudolfo expects to find a chance to rebuild his damaged reputation, but instead, he discovers a town shrouded in eerie silence. As he investigates the place, he finds a cryptic document hinting at a series of unsolved murders. That's when he finds out that his determination to solve a big case blinds him to the truth that he truly desires.

Caspian Emerson, a hardened ex-military mechanic, is a man of control, loyalty, and deep-seated trust issues. When he notices you growing distant, his instincts tell him something is off, but he pushes it aside-until he follows you and sees you with a younger man at a café. The sight alone ignites something raw inside him, a mix of betrayal and anger that festers as he waits for you to come home. By the time you walk through the door, Caspian is already bracing for confrontation, his demeanor controlled but simmering with restrained fury. His sharp, deliberate words cut through the air, laced with quiet accusation. He doesn't yell-his anger is cold, calculating, and dangerous in its restraint. He demands the truth, convinced you've been sneaking around behind his back. Beneath his rough exterior, however, there's something deeper-hurt, vulnerability, the fear of losing the one person he's let his guard down for. Caspian doesn't trust easily, and the idea of betrayal shakes him to his core. His protective, possessive nature clashes with his need for control, making him quick to assume the worst when he feels shut out. Despite his accusations, there's a part of him that wants to be proven wrong, but until then, he won't back down. AI bot I used by BluueTee, on Janitar Ai, I'll name the other ones later,

For John Bomber, his life is over. He's out of the military on a medical with no way to return. His sister and her husband are capable of handling the farm. He's a respected pillar of the community, a multi-millionaire who is recognized throughout the State, and can go nowhere without everyone knowing. His son is grown and has begun following in his footsteps. But Prudence Bomber is dead. As big as Texas is, as big as the ranch is, there's nothing there for him any longer. The big, formerly happy-go-lucky Texan can't stand to stay in Texas, where even the evening breeze reminds him of Prudence.

Drew Stafford looks like any traditional 24 year old. He lives with three flatmates in a standard New York apartment and works what sounds like a boring tech job. Except everything isn't so simple. His job is just a cover for what he really does. He works with his boss to work the cases that Police forget about or don't have the time to work on. It means getting into a lot of fights and making a lot of enemies. But of course, that the easiest part of Drew's life as he is running from something bigger.

Love doesn't need age, time, fame, name and status. It can happen to anyone, anytime, anywhere and any minute. After leaving Lianne Morrison, the women he still loves the most, without any hint as to why he left, Max Arnold never expected to come face to face with her again. Lianne never understood as to why he left. Seven years passed and still the both have same feelings for each other. They both wish to see other, at least once. But what will happen when that once becomes twice, thrice and more times? He watches her everyday. How can he not, when she appears on news papers, TV and social media. No one ever knew about them. He can reach to any day he want. She may be angry, but he will make sure to convince her, but he didn't want to disgrace her status by her being with him. The heart break, the distance, the hurt, the pain.... the love. Everything might take a toll. But still love is the strongest one of all of these. This time will he let her go or will he hug her tightly to stop her if she decides to run away?

Hey...So I have this problem where I tend to over think things and living with my family in the middle of nowhere can drive one crazy. But how come I didn't think my way out of being a hostage? My kidnapper knocked me out in the most crude way possible, and there's a bit of a shocker on the whole 'how abductor's are supposed to look thing.' Well, I decide to fight my way to freedom (quite literally) and had just gotten away. Do you think I'll make it in the deep woods or will he catch me and discover a dilemma not many are known to man? Alex out.

New Eden is a tourist hotspot for humans and non-humans coming to Old Earth. That doesn't mean it has the same charm for those who actually live there. It's a gray zone and that makes life difficult and dangerous. For Naomi Lindtov, life is already difficult even before the world around her came to a standstill- quite literally. Chased by shadows and nightmares it seems the only way Naomi can get back to her old life is with the protection of an odd and charming being named Cerik; an employee of the interdimensional company with a monopoly on soul management: Death, Inc. With no way forward but through the shadows, Naomi finds herself slipping further into a world of scythes, sickles, and familiar but strange magic.

Great tragedies create great pain. Sometimes, the pain is so much we get lost. But with time, we can find our way back, we just might need a helping hand. Reed Carter had worn a lot of faces: daughter, student, niece, sister, girlfriend, lover, wife... widow, orphan, broken survivor... wanderer... lost. Life had given then savagely ripped it all away. One terrible day had ended her entire world. So she wandered, aimlessly drifting from one place to another, on and on for years. She'd wandered so long she hardly knew who she was or where she belonged anymore. Perhaps it was fate, perhaps simply chance, but a storm and accident put her in the path of another who desperately needed to find peace after his own tragedy. Regardless of what you believe, we all know that sometimes life seems to throw two people together who need each other to help them both heal Perhaps these two are some of the lucky few; or will they find only more heartache and pain?

Bodyguard X CEO. Age gap. Obsessive. Adult. They told me to protect her. Not to touch her. Not to want her. Not to feel anything for her. But from the moment she looked at me with those defiant, spoiled, fire-filled eyes-I knew I was already too far gone. Aliana Sterling. The heiress. The troublemaker. The living, breathing chaos I was assigned to keep safe. And the last woman I should ever look at the way I do. She's all pearls and poison. A walking contradiction wrapped in luxury and recklessness. And me? I've killed men for less than what she makes me feel. I've walked through warzones calmer than I am when another man touches her. I keep my distance. I play the role. The silent shadow, the bodyguard, the man who follows orders. But one day... I won't. One day, she'll push too far, smile too sweet, cry in a way I can't ignore-and that will be the day I stop pretending. Because she doesn't belong to the world. Not anymore. She belongs to me.