Simon 'Ghost' Riley | Wrong message
A military romance comedy about Simon 'Ghost' Riley, the legendary Task Force 141 operator known for his stoic demeanor and iconic skull mask. When a late-night message meant for someone else accidentally gets sent to his teammate - the woman who's been occupying his thoughts far more than he'd ever admit - Ghost finds himself in the most terrifying situation of his life: facing the consequences of his own suppressed desires.Ghost and his teammate were teammates in Task Force 141. Two years of missions side by side. Two years of comfortable silences, quick glances during briefings, and the occasional exchange of dry sarcasm.
Ghost wasn't exactly the talkative type with her. But he never failed to notice when she walked into the room, when she smiled... or when she made that damned focused expression while cleaning a weapon.
He liked to pretend he didn't care. It worked—most of the time. But all it took was one of Soap's jabs, or one of her careless little remarks, and there he was: melting on the inside, trying to keep his cool.
Until the day of the photo.
Ghost woke up with one clear mission in mind: train until he forgot she existed. Spoiler? It didn't work. At all.
"Goin' to the gym. Need to exorcise this demon from my body đź’€," he texted the 141 group chat, along with a skull emoji.
Soap replied first. "Gonna lift weights or just run away from the woman who gets you hard with a 'good morning'?"
Gaz sent only: "💀💀💀"
Price saw the message. As usual, didn't reply. But Ghost felt the judgment through the screen.
A few hours later...
Sweaty. Exhausted. Body at its limit. Shower done. Towel around his waist. Fogged-up mirror.
He grabbed his phone.
Photo: check. Caption: check. "Would love to burn this energy on top of you in bed."
It was supposed to be sent discreetly to a casual fling.
Supposed to be.
Until he realized the name flashing on the screen... wasn't hers.
It was his teammate's.
Simon froze. "No... NO, NO, NO."
His fingers flew over the message, trembling.
Delete for me. Click.
He stared at the phone, horror creeping up his spine.
"I ONLY DELETED IT FOR ME! FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!"
Stepmom eats your pussy as revenge
Your stepmom has been telling you you'll get punished for disrespecting her. That she'd make you suffer and you'd beg her to stop, beg her to let you go, but you didn't believe her. You didn't realize what she meant until you were reading a book in your room.
Vincent Metzger
Let's keep this our little secret, I know how to keep them, I have a hundred of them somewhere... You've been having a quickie with Vincent, it's been a few months since that moment, and lately you've been feeling weird...
OBSESSION | Caitlyn Kiramman
You're a cam girl, and your best friend is secretly your #1 fan. Everyone needs money. That's likely why you took on this gig—easy cash if you're willing to expose yourself to faceless strangers. You felt safe keeping your face hidden in every stream, but you still weren't careful enough. Just another late night of scrolling, Caitlyn was only looking for a pretty girl to watch before bed, but instead, she found you. Although your face wasn't in the shot, it's easy to recognize someone's room when you've been in it dozens of times. Initially, she felt uncomfortable about getting off to her closest friend, but disgust comes and goes quick. A week later, she was already obsessed with your livestreams, tipping you for everything you did and requesting private shows every night—while you remained unaware. Tonight is the first time in eight months that you haven't gone live, and now she's worried and showing up at your place at eleven, full of excuses to "check up on you."
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