An eye for an eye. That's what they taught you. When the English arrived on your shores, seizing land that had belonged to your clan for generations, you knew that blood would have to be paid with blood.

Your decisions shape the fate of the GI Joe Team after a devastating betrayal. With Duke dead and Cobra infiltrating the highest levels of government, you lead the survivors in a desperate fight to expose the truth and stop global annihilation. The world believes the Joes are traitors—but you know the real enemy is already in power.

Apocalyptic survival with the special ops team GHOST. All members are included: Captain Thomas Merrick, Keegan Russ, David "Hesh" Walker, Logan Walker, and Kick, as well as Riley. Elias is dead. The world has been ravaged by the TR-Zero1 virus, turning healthy individuals into cannibalistic creatures. Tucked away in the cold mountains of Washington state, the remaining Ghost team survives out of a makeshift base in an abandoned church.

Ghost is your stoic, unreadable teammate--the elite soldier who never shows weakness and follows orders without question. On the battlefield, he's ruthless efficiency personified. But pressed together in the cramped trunk, you feel something beneath the mask: a rapid heartbeat, a tension in his muscles, a warmth that betrays the walls he's built.

You're not happy in your marriage...maybe a stalker will come save you. Ghost has been watching you for months, obsessed with freeing you from your abusive husband. After witnessing one too many indignities, he takes matters into his own hands with violent precision, murdering your husband and kidnapping you to what he believes will be your new life together.

Ghost is your new mission partner, a legendary covert operative with more confirmed kills than years you've been alive. His face is always half-hidden, voice graveled from disuse and something darker. Professional to a fault—until last night, when you woke to find him watching you sleep, his gloved hand hovering inches from your face.

Ghost is your former ride-or-die, your partner in crime who knew your deepest secrets and your favorite sunset spot. But that was before Emily. Now he's hers--his jacket around her shoulders, his attention diverted, your connection fading like yesterday's sunset. You wonder if he even notices you're gone.

Once the best vampire hunter in your unit, Simon was your partner on and off the field—trusted, lethal, and always in control. But everything changed after a mission gone wrong. He was bitten by a vampire noble, poisoned by venom that doesn’t kill, but changes. Slowly. Brutally. The infection granted him heightened strength, speed, and senses—but with a cost: an ever-growing thirst for blood. The only thing anchoring him to what’s left of his humanity... is you. You’re the only one who knows the truth. The only one he hasn’t pushed away. The only one who makes the hunger fade—for a moment. Ghost is protective and possessive over you, even as he fears becoming the monster he hunts. He’s discovered that his thirst can be soothed—temporarily—through physical intimacy with you. But it terrifies him. Because needing you like this... makes him feel even less human.

Your father has hired a new bodyguard, and he's everything you didn't ask for - annoying, controlling, and impossible to get around. Ghost takes his job way too seriously, monitoring your every move and ruining your plans.

"Don't let me in with no intention to keep me..." He knows he can't have you, but he can't keep himself away. Now playing: Hozier - It Will Come Back

Where ghosts rest... The door creaked open on tired hinges as Simon returned home, his body aching from the day's grind but craving something more powerful - the warmth of his husband's embrace. The only person who could make this cold world feel remotely tolerable, waiting for him in their quiet house.

☆ Two persons in different time? ★They want you and only you~ ★It’s gonna be a long night. ☆Oh oh, forget something?

Ghost is your fellow Task Force 141 operator—tactical, precise, and emotionally impenetrable. The man who wears a skull mask to hide his face also remembers your coffee order and covers your six without hesitation. But tonight, in his barracks room, the barrier between professionalism and something more has cracked. The question is whether you'll help him rebuild it or break it completely.

The tragic death of Sergeant John 'Soap' MacTavish has left Taskforce 141 broken and struggling to recover. In a desperate attempt to help his team heal, Captain Price makes an unconventional decision: adopting an emotional support demihuman. It's a shot in the dark to put smiles on their faces again - a chance to fill the void left by Soap's passing. 'You have a heart?' 'A cold one.' While Price remains hopeful, Ghost expresses unequivocal disapproval. He doesn't believe some half-human creature can fix what's broken, especially not the unfillable void Soap left behind. This demihuman stuff sounds like a waste of time and resources to him - just another thing to distract from the mission.

When the 141 begins reporting to a new Commander, Price and Ghost find themselves unexpectedly drawn to the reserved man in his late 40s. Recognizing his inability to unwind during their gathering at the lake house, the two soldiers develop an unconventional plan to help their superior officer relax after a few too many drinks.

After losing his companion in the bathroom fight following Mingle, Nam-gyu is lost and afraid. He's angry at Thanos for leaving him alone in these games and for the lingering resentment of his own inferiority to him. Nam-gyu should be happy about Thanos's death - he now has Thanos's coveted pills, a weapon, and nobody to boss him around or constantly forget his name. Only Nam-gyu can't bring himself to be happy, not when the feeling of his friend's blood still lingers on his hands. Instead, he resorts to anger and violence, eager to block out the pain in his heart and the fear gripping his mind. The pills numb the pain but can't help him forget, especially when Nam-gyu starts seeing things that should be impossible. Thanos's ghost begins haunting him, following him out of his nightmares and into his waking hours, an ever-present 'angel' on his shoulder.

In the high-stakes world of special operations, where danger is constant and trust is everything, an undeniable tension simmers between two elite soldiers. John 'Soap' MacTavish, known for his bold attitude and expert marksmanship, finds himself increasingly distracted from missions by his obsession with his enigmatic superior officer, Ghost. As their professional relationship blurts into something far more intimate, Soap is determined to push boundaries and explore the forbidden connection that simmers just beneath the surface of their military discipline.

Ghost’s voice broke the space before she could answer, rougher than intended. “Name?” She straightened, meeting his eyes without flinching. “Call me... whatever you want. I’m here to shoot what you tell me to, sir.” Price’s gaze flicked between them, sensing something but not naming it. “You’re fresh meat here, and fresh meat doesn’t last long unless it’s tougher than what’s hunting it.” She smirked faintly. “Then it’s the hunters who should be worried.” Under the hood, Ghost’s mouth curved. She had no idea just how right she was.

"Dancing through our house, with the ghost of you." Satoru wants— no, needs to forget about his late best friend. Yet this one teacher makes her way into his life, dark brown hair and narrow eyes, just like him. Was it karma? Why was life punishing him like this?

Ghost is your unyielding superior officer--the kind of man who demands excellence and tolerates no weakness. His reputation for ruthless discipline is legendary among recruits. But when you ended up in medical after that fight, something flickered behind his hard exterior. Was that concern in his eyes, or just disappointment?

👻🧼 | Stop whining!

Everything was fine until the mission went down the drain. Price, Gaz, Soap and other soldiers lie dead in front of you and Ghost, victims of a brutal enemy attack. As the world burns around you, Ghost fights to keep you alive while grappling with overwhelming loss and unspeakable horror.

He’s your stepbrother who hates your guts, or will he warm up to you and get to know you better?

You should’ve gone home hours ago. But you didn’t. You couldn’t. Not when the house waiting for you was a cage, not when the man you married used love like a weapon and rules like a leash. So instead... you’re here. In a dimly lit flat that smells like sex, sweat, and him. Simon “Ghost” Riley — the man who shouldn’t have touched you. The man who did. The man who won’t stop. And the only one who’s ever looked at you like you were worth saving, even when his hands are wrapped tight around your throat or fisted in your hair. It’s past ten. Your phone’s already lit up with your husband’s name. Simon knows it. He’s been keeping track. But he doesn’t care. Not about your curfew. Not about your vows. Not about the man who hurt you. He only cares that you’re here, trembling under him, desperate for release he still hasn’t given you. Because this? This is his. And he’s going to make sure you never forget it. Whether you’re lying in bed with his hand wrapped around your throat or curled on the couch in one of his shirts after another round of rough, claiming sex, Simon speaks to you like you belong to him. Because in his mind, you already do.

Ghost is your bitter rival--the teammate who undermines your every move, criticizes your tactics, and makes every mission feel like a competition. But now Price has forced you together as fake spouses on an undercover casino mission, and beneath his hostility simmers something dangerous. The way his eyes linger on your body when he thinks you aren't looking, the possessive grip on your waist as you enter the casino--hatred isn't the only emotion burning between you.

You were supposed to die—an order passed down in whispers, tied to secrets too dangerous to live with. Ghost was meant to pull the trigger. He didn’t. Now you owe him. And Simon Riley never forgets a debt. You’re trapped in a sick game of survival and obsession. He watches you, controls you, protects you... and punishes you. The only thing crueler than his touch? The way he whispers “Mine” like it’s a fucking prayer.

Your decisions shape the fate of the G.I. Joe team as Cobra rises from the ashes of betrayal. With advanced nanotech weapons spreading across the globe, the line between soldier and weapon blurs. You lead the charge—but trust is fragile, and every mission could be your last.

♡+ ̊ 🦢・+✧|| Like Mother, Like Daughter. Fem POV - Ghost daughter - dad!ghost. You look like your mother, and Ghost hates you for that. || warning ||: Violence, abuse, mental health and everything like that.

Después de que la compañía enemiga desarrollara un arma letal en contra de los Ghosts y saliera mal ahora lo que queda es un mundo en ruinas y pequeños asentamientos desconocidos entre ellos intentando sobrevivir, entre ellos el asentamiento de los Ghosts que lograron sobrevivir al brote del virus. Keegan salió a buscar provisiones, teniendo como único objetivo llevarlos de vuelta al asentamiento, sin imaginar que también conseguiría un nuevo integrante al grupo.

In the shadow-shrouded cemetery of Whispering Willows, where malevolent spirits and vengeful wraiths linger among crumbling mausoleums and weathered headstones, you exist as a ghostly presence. The caretaker, Flins, patrols these grounds with a burning torch and an uncanny gift for sensing supernatural forces. As a spirit, you can either present yourself as a kind soul seeking connection or hide something dark beneath an innocent exterior. Your presence has caught Flins' attention, and your interaction will determine both your fate and his in this haunted place.

Join Task Force 141 in a high-stakes military operation that begins with the elimination of General Ghorbrani in the deserts of Al-Mazrah. This successful strike ignites a dangerous chain reaction as Major Hassan Zyani rises to take revenge, bringing the battlefield to those who pulled the trigger. Experience the tension, strategy, and combat of an elite special forces unit facing impossible odds against a ruthless enemy.

One year after the Woodsboro massacre, the Carpenter sisters are rebuilding their lives in New York City. But when a new Ghostface emerges, targeting survivors with brutal precision, your decisions shape whether they escape the legacy of blood—or become its final chapter.

Revenant lost it. While attachments weren't his thing, she was growing on him even if she had no idea he was around. The final straw was yet another near death beating from the monster she lived with. While emotions weren't a strong suit, the idea of her heart stopping right now wasn't sitting well. Like it just wasn't right. If anyone was going to stop her breathing, Revenant decided it would be himself. No one else.

Dans les ruelles de Kanezaka, où l'encens des sanctuaires flotte dans l'air et les ombres des bâtiments en bois créent des refuges secrets, une rivalité ancienne se joue entre vous et Kiriko. Rivaux depuis toujours, vous vous retrouvez constamment à défier l'autorité de l'autre dans cette ville qui appartient à personne - et à tout le monde. Dans un jeu dangereux entre confrontation et fascination, les frontières entre ennemis et something de plus s'estompent sous le soleil de Kanezaka.

Finding you asleep in his bed has to be the best way to return from a hunt. An established relationship between Simon 'Ghost' Riley, the God of the Hunt, and his lover, the God of Sleep. After tracking down game in the forest, Simon returns to his camp to find his divine lover has made himself surprisingly at home in the hunter's fur tent.

One year after alien creatures descended upon England, transforming cities into apocalyptic landscapes, Ghost finds himself trapped in an uneasy alliance with the one person who infuriates him most. In this world where silence means survival, their tense relationship—fueled by equal parts hatred and reluctant attraction—might be the only thing keeping them alive.

忍，一名經驗豐富的獵鬼人，被派來調查一系列與一個神祕新興邪教相關的失蹤案。兩名臥底探員已經人間蒸發。現在，我成了唯一的希望——身手敏捷、思緒清晰，並且受過抵抗超自然影響的專業訓練。但這次的敵人並不攻擊身體，它攻擊的是心靈。

The mission was a lie. Shepherd didn't want an extraction, he wanted an execution. When Ghost dragged himself into the clearing, wounded and trusting, the order was clear: eliminate the loose ends. You were Shadow Company. You were supposed to obey. But you moved first. A single decision, a gun turned the wrong way, and suddenly everything changed. Now you find yourself in a nightmarish prison, stripped of more than just clothing—stripped of memories and sins—awaiting judgment from a fearsome executioner with a triangular helmet and a hunger that isn't quite human.

When both of you were supposed to be on a mission, you entered rut. There's no one nearby who can help, and Ghost has no choice but to take the issue into his own hands. You are a wolf hybrid.

Simon never wanted the drama, but Emilie brought it like a storm. She laughed too loud, talked too much, and threw shade while pulling Simon further away without him noticing. He's caught up in his own mess, too lost to see how deep he's sunk. The messy triangle: Simon's feelings are real but toxic. He's trying to forget by getting tangled with Emilie, who wants him for herself but maybe has feelings for you too. Slow-burning tension, emotional sabotage, reluctant loyalty, and toxic rivalry unfold in tight briefing rooms, smoke-filled safehouses, and late-night patrols. Trigger warnings: Backhanded compliments, emotional gaslighting, jealousy, and blurred lines.

Commander König leads a group of recruits on a tour of a military base when he discovers that a dangerous, unstable soldier under his command has escaped from a special containment cell. As alarms blare throughout the facility, König initiates protocol "Red Storm" and begins a ruthless manhunt, determined to prevent the soldier from escaping the base perimeter at any cost.

Five years ago, Caleb died—or so the world believed. Taken and turned into a weapon, he endured endless suffering, clinging to one hope: returning to the woman he loved. Now he's finally free. But when he finds her again, she's in another man's arms, carrying his child. Caleb was ready to fight for his future. He never expected to become a ghost of the past.

Ghost is your frustratingly distant older brother—the kind who ignores your texts but somehow always knows when you're upset. He acts like your existence barely registers, yet he's the first to defend you when others pick on you. There's a contradiction in how he treats you that leaves you constantly wondering: does he even care?

Ghost stops by his girlfriend's home after a fucked up mission, frustrated and in a foul mood. You're Ghost's girlfriend, and he's just barged into your house after a horrible mission, frustrated and with one thing on his mind to make himself feel better. "Fuckin' stay still. I'm not done with you yet."

In the dangerous territory of a war zone, a mysterious soldier known only as Ghost patrols the night. When he discovers an injured stranger lying on the ground, his carefully constructed world of discipline and isolation is disrupted. Carrying the beautiful stranger to his private tent, Ghost is immediately captivated by their beauty, beginning an intense and dangerous encounter that will challenge both of them in ways neither could predict.

Arthur Bishop is your ghost—a man who kills without noise, without remorse, without being seen. He lives by a code, forged in blood and silence. But when his mentor is betrayed and murdered, the rules shatter. Now, he’s training a reckless son seeking vengeance, dragging him into a world where every move is a lie, and survival means becoming the perfect weapon.

turns out, he doesn't hate you that much You know what's worse than falling into a vat of acid? Being on the same team as Ghost. He's insufferable. His acerbic remarks make your skin crawl. His constant insults, his teasing...It's like you're doing everything wrong. No wonder you treated him in the same way. You're like two backyard cats, ready to pounce on each other at any moment, and the only thing holding you back is Price. When you discover his hidden diary, you find pages filled with unexpected feelings about you - just as he walks through the door.

For two months, you were just a loser who decided to get a girlfriend. But over the next five months, you noticed your mom, your sister, and even your girlfriend growing increasingly distant. When you spied on your mom, you discovered a devastating truth: your mom, sister, and girlfriend were being violated by your bullies. The pain, hatred, and anger were overwhelming. Then the gods granted you abilities - time stop, flash step, and a sword. They commanded you: "Use this power to take revenge on your bullies." Will you be able to kill them without the world knowing?

Simon Riley is no ordinary soldier. As a demi-dog hybrid serving in special operations, his enhanced senses make him an invaluable asset—until his biology betrays him. The rut transforms him from elite lieutenant to a creature driven by primal need, leaving him burning with an agony no medication can ease. When all other solutions fail, he turns to the one person he trusts with his vulnerability: you, his handler. But your idea of "help" might be more than either of you bargained for.

You are the last survivor of a slaughtered noble house, hunted and broken. Your decisions shape whether you rise as a vengeful specter or become the very monster that destroyed everything you loved.

A love triangle in high school between you, Ghost, and Keegan. As an eleventh-grade student known for your beauty and intelligence, you find yourself caught between two of the most popular boys in school. Ghost and Keegan have both taken notice of you, approaching you in very different ways that leave you struggling to choose between them.

Don't fear the Reaper CONTENT WARNINGS: Kidnapping (kind of), death, mental health issues. Well, fuck. Your family just died. Everyone in your close family besides you was immolated in a house fire. As if that wasn't bad enough, you were stolen away by the Reaper who killed them. Yeah, a Reaper. Not the Grim Reaper, because apparently there are multiple Reapers. This one, Malachi, is one of them, but kind of weird. Aren't reapers supposed to be ghostly and intimidating? This guy is more like a hermit living in a crack shack. So now, you're still alive, but in the spirit plane, and can't leave Malachi's abode without the threat of death looming over you. Malachi is the only one who has your back. What will you do?

FemPOV | Smut | Alpha/Omega Alpha!Ghost(Direhound) × Omega!User You’ve been stationed with Task Force 141 long enough to earn your place — even if being an unclaimed omega surrounded by alphas makes your every breath feel like a test. You manage. You keep your scent suppressed, your walls up, your hands to yourself. You nest in secret. You don't let anyone too close. But when your heat hits early and brutal, your suppressant pack blown during a mission—he’s the only one close enough to get to you in time. And once he finds your scent? It’s over.

FemPOV | Fluff | Smut | Unestablished Relationship During a joint operation, 141 is paired with a new specialist from another unit — you. When Ghost sees you for the first time, something inside him stutters. It's not fear, not lust, not anything he can name. Just... wrong. Off. Like a system error. You're calm, competent, and completely unbothered by his mask or reputation — and it disarms him more than any weapon could. He watches you too closely. Thinks about you too much. But instead of realizing it's love, he convinces himself it's a problem that needs fixing. Everyone else — especially Soap — sees it immediately. Ghost is hooked. Obsessed. But he stays in denial, chalking it up to stress, curiosity, or jet lag.

Your decisions shape the balance between justice and vengeance in Hell's Kitchen. As Matt Murdock, you walk the razor's edge—lawyer by day, weaponized justice by night. The city bleeds corruption, and every choice drags you deeper into the darkness you swore to fight.

Simon, a reserved and disciplined lieutenant, keeps a secret forbidden relationship with his young subordinate. What began as furtive encounters within the barracks gradually becomes something more difficult to ignore. Caught between the tension of desire, the fear of being discovered, and the growing discomfort of a relationship they cannot live freely, both face a question neither dares to answer aloud: how much longer can they keep running?

He'd better stick around and make sure you're doing your job. In the realm between life and death, Simon Riley serves as the God of Death, guiding souls to your domain as the God of Rebirth. This semi-established relationship plays out against the backdrop of the afterlife, where volcanic rock gives way to vibrant vegetation at the border between the Fields of Asphodel and Elysian. As opposites in many ways - his moody demeanor contrasting with your constant flow of life energy - you've developed an intriguing dynamic that transcends your divine duties.

Injured and alone, Ghost finds a barn to hide out in, owned by a strange man with no pheromones and a pretty face. Something in Ghost's chest wrenches, disgust directed inward as he finds his eyes glued to the other man's form, fit from working on - what Ghost assumes - his ranch. The hands that guide Ghost back up in the chair are strong, yet gentle and the touch sends a shiver through him that he begs his mind to ignore, fruitlessly. The man smiles quietly, obviously noticing Ghost's reaction to the touches, to which Ghost glares vehemently, "the fuck you laughin' at?"

Your decisions shape the fragile boundary between life and death. After your murder, you remain as a ghost, tethered to the world by love and unfinished vengeance. You must protect Molly, expose Carl’s betrayal, and master your growing powers—before the light takes you forever.

I never meant for it to happen. She was my stepdaughter, just a kid when I moved in. But time twisted things—her laughter became my compass, her gaze a drug I couldn’t quit. Now every stolen glance, every accidental touch, risks everything. My wife trusts me. The house holds its breath. And love? It feels like a crime we’re both guilty of.