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Because you're mine... I walk the line

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a fake military story from a real military writer. I am a US Army Soldier and a combat medic.  We follow a company of Soldiers through basic training and off to all their individual advanced training, look at the end of each chapter for an index of words I used through my writing that may not be known by civilians such as POG, BCT, AIT, FUBAR, etc. Read on to learn about the soldiers of Templar platoon!
It is meant to be read as a collection of journal entrances by the different soldiers, all the soldiers have a real-life soldier that they are based on but the names and descriptions are changed for security reasons
My opinions are not those of the United States Army or the US Army medical corp of which I am a current sworn member of both, ask me about my service in a private message! I will tell you all about it!All Rights Reserved

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Why do we Fight? - Volume I - For Honor by ArcanePanzer

Good soldiers follow orders, but true warriors know what is right. Since the start of civilization, soldiers have been a part of every society. They are trained only for one thing: War. Though it is not necessarily a part of the human mentality, it has existed and ravaged over the millenias. Occasionally, a soldier would ask himself: "Why do they fight?" "Is it really worth the lives of our brothers and sisters?" ... "Does love bloom in the darkest of paths?" ++++++++++++++++++++ OC x Male reader insert Slow paced romance and may include in-game characters with actual personalities and interactions that I made myself, because come on. Naming NPCs without backstories? Makes the story kind of bland for me but meh, that's my opinion. Default name for the reader is 'Argen Lorderius.' Btw, I do not own any pictures and other stuff in the fanfic. Refer to the disclaimer on each chapter :/.

Finding Happiness (Book 1 comes before and ties in to You Series) by Regnado

The second I saw her my skin heated and heart skipped a beat. I knew I had to know who she was. I knew I just needed to be near her. After my horrible marriage I knew getting involved with anyone was the worst thing I could possibly do. The problem was the girl of my dreams was standing right in-front of me partially guarded. She knew my family and knew about my past which should scare me away, but it doesn't it only draws me closer to her. My brother is getting married, I'm the best man, she's the maid of honor. If I screw this up even a little bit everyone is going to have my ass. The second I saw him my mouth went dry. His sculpted arms in that t-shirt covered in ink, my body was telling me to run the other way, to not get involved with this gorgeous dangerous man with a military past. Those gorgeous blue eyes however pulled me in and saw right through every part of me. He's my best friends soon to be brother-in-law, and I have legal custody of a child that isn't mine. Nobody wants to be with a single mom these days, what makes him any different?

Levi's Last Hope by LovedAThousandLives

*COMPLETED* When Rosie turned thirty-one with nothing to show for it, she panicked. Suddenly it felt like her biological clock was ticking, but she didn't want to settle for a man for the sake of having a child. So, after falling down a rabbit hole of research online, she decided to find herself a sperm donor. A strangely vague profile ends up catching her interest. The only real thing she learned about him was that his name was Levi and he was in the military. One invasive and intimate procedure later, Lily was conceived. It was a few months after her daughter was born, when Rosie should have been fretting about the price of nappies and lack of sleep, her worries were overshadowed by an event she never, ever could have predicted: a zombie outbreak. Rosie locked herself away in Finches tower block, stocked up on supplies from abandoned neighbouring flats, and lived every day with the sole purpose of keeping her daughter alive. Doing so meant avoiding the dead as well as the living. She'd been doing a decent job of it so far. Until a man breaks into the tower block, but it wasn't just any man. It was Levi, Lily's literal sperm donor. And he was there to save them. -- When a bioweapon was released on UK soil, Staff Sergeant Levi James Brackley was sent from pillar to post in an attempt to help neutralise and contain. Once it was clear neither was possible the last resort was to form a safe zone on the Isle of Wight. Levi decided to stay behind. The last evac chopper left without him on board. He knew it was a shot in the dark, that they were probably dead already, but he had to try. Without knowing it, they'd become a beacon of light during the darkest time of his life. Now it was his turn to be there's.

Earning my Wings: A Mormon Woman's Journey to Marine Corps Aviator by JanineSpendlove

I wrote this book primarily for my children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great grandchildren, great-great-great… well, you get my drift. Having not yet completed my service to the United States Marine Corps, I thought it would be a bit presumptuous to pen my memoirs. That said, my family and friends have always enjoyed hearing my flight stories. So, I dug out some of my old journals and decided that I’d give an accounting of my flight school adventures. This is by no means representative of everyone’s time in Naval Flight School—this was just my personal experience and point of view on things. So, if you’d like to find out how a Utah girl who’d never given any thought to becoming a pilot before, much less touched the controls of the plane, ended up earning her wings of gold, read on. Semper Fly, Janine K. Spendlove ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ From my journal, dated 3 March 2002 On Monday something crazy happened. We were flying our Form Solo. I was “lead” so I named our flight “Vader” flight, cool eh? So anyway I was flying us out to the area (2F) & as soon as I leveled us off @ 6500ft I noticed my oil pressure was dropping. This is bad because if it drops too low your propeller will feather & your plane becomes a glider—basically your engine is worthless. I stayed calm & let my flight instructor know about my problem. The instructor in the chase plane sent my wing home & followed me down & made my radio calls for me while I executed my emergency landing at Brewton field. My landing was ugly—but I was nervous. I didn’t break anything & I’m alive. ☺

"Almost Green" by NUmaker

Strands of your mind cling together like web to a slippery leaf bathed in the morning dew. You have seen both heaven and hell, witnessed the atrocities of war firsthand, and imagined a better life in the deepest, most intimate corners of your dreaming spirit. The wishes for peace and certainty you have once so desperately longed for, now lay trampled underneath the might of your mind's vivid horrors. What was once so bright and lively, now cowers in fear, clinging to gone memories like a shipwreck survivor to some lowly piece of driftwood. From the depths of hell, you arrived victorious, grasping the laurel wreath high above your head. Unrecognizable, with your empty eyes telling a story of innocence brutally taken away from the child curling in shame in the depths of your empty soul. Almost green you are, curly head, having grown up with a rifle by your bedside table, never knowing peace and quiet. Out of the pan that was the Kazdel Civil War and into the scorching flames of Lungmen, where life flows by on its own accord, here, you must learn to live once more. So put on your best facade, Let the reuniting trumpets ring a wild, And allow the city to swallow you whole. Here we are, a continuation of my previous work "Goodbye Curly Head", which sprawled into quite the epistle (but it wasn't really a letter, it's just long :P). Summarized in the most basic way possible, it's a story about a twenty-year-old Kazdel Civil War veteran who goes to Lungmen and has some troubles acclimating to the steady life presented before him. Sprinkle in a too-good-to-be-true offer and a freshly established logistics company, and you get Andy trying to make it big for as long as his deteriorating mental state lets him. I'd say it works as a standalone story for anyone who doesn't want to bother reading the first part. For now, at least. As always, please, pwwease leave a comment, positive, negative, I LOOOVE reading and replying to comments!!

Before F.R.O.N.D.E.R by WriteandRead2022

Sergeant John Rigen, who was doing a patrol at Virginia Beach with two of his marines suddenly wakes up in a strange forest. He sees himself alone, lost some of his memory, also lost his marines. The only thing he has was an M4, a military bag that contained new types of weapons... Note: Because there're so many complaints of the readers who said to me that they couldn't read my book because of bad grammar so from now on. I'll start to rewrite my novel from chapters 1 - 28 because I saw those chapters have the worst grammar, have done rewrote 10 chapters, 18 more to go! The chapters above those ones have been written better when I started changing the way I write. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy reading my novel, sorry for the inconvenience that you have gone through while reading!

Run, Fight, Repeat by BellaGrace568

" I lunge forward at him hitting his groin with my knee then right between the eyes. As soon as I do, he crashes to the ground, out cold. I go for more, but a pair of arms snatch my waist lifting me up. I kick my legs and flail my arms to get closer but he is too strong. "Let go of me!" I demand. "Shut up." A low strong voice commands."Is he okay?" "He is fine." I grunt. Then the young adult wakes up, then scurries back away from me. "Sorry ma'- miss... " he says, making me angry again. I give him a cold stare. "I'm sorry." He repeats, standing to his feet. "Put. Me. Down." I demand again. With a huff he puts me down. I step forward with full intentions to punch him again but the man behind me takes my arm, holding me back. I jerk forward to get off his grip but he takes my other arm tightly. "Alright! I'm done! I'm done!" I huff in defeat. " This story follows Astrid, a 26 year old female who ran away from home 10 years ago. The only reason she has come back was to get away from the hole she dug her self into. She is running away from her problems again. Life before she ran away wasn't as nice as the public saw it- the sherif's family, happy, and loving. Behind the doors it was orders being barked left and right with no warning or break. Not wanted to deal with this anymore, Astrid ran. On her voyage out, she ran into some trouble that seemed all fine until it wasn't. She comes back home and everything is all fine and dandy until, "Unknown: You thought you could hide forever? I found you, and I can find your friend, Nicole. If you want her safe, you'll be at the ring in an hour." Since Astrid's leave, the town suddenly had a motorcycle gang that hangs around, not realling doing anything in particular, but the sherif doesn't trust them much. Damon being the head of the gang, keeps everything they do quiet. When these two meet up there is obious tention and immediate hatred. ***EDITING TWs: Controling dad, violence, abuse

You Can't Love Me by _sickBANANa

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Loving A Marine by arabella_tomlinson

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Marching Fleet by MauryWGarcia

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Why do we Fight? - Volume I - For Honor

Good soldiers follow orders, but true warriors know what is right. Since the start of civilization, soldiers have been a part of every society. They are trained only for one thing: War. Though it is not necessarily a part of the human mentality, it has existed and ravaged over the millenias. Occasionally, a soldier would ask himself: "Why do they fight?" "Is it really worth the lives of our brothers and sisters?" ... "Does love bloom in the darkest of paths?" ++++++++++++++++++++ OC x Male reader insert Slow paced romance and may include in-game characters with actual personalities and interactions that I made myself, because come on. Naming NPCs without backstories? Makes the story kind of bland for me but meh, that's my opinion. Default name for the reader is 'Argen Lorderius.' Btw, I do not own any pictures and other stuff in the fanfic. Refer to the disclaimer on each chapter :/.