Winter Ethans is the most feared and dangerous woman amongst KorTac.Known for her brutal and gory past,but now..shes a wanted person.TaskForce 141 got an intel about her, and Price called upon a briefing to let the team know.She is wanted, and alive if must.
Y/N had always dreamed of a quiet life somewhere far away from crowded cities and people who asked too many questions. So when she found a beautiful, secluded farm for sale on the border between Whitetail Mountains and Holland Valley, she didn't hesitate for long. The property was enormous, the house old but charming, and the surrounding land was breathtaking. Best of all, the price was suspiciously cheap. Y/N simply considered herself lucky. She had no idea why so many people had abandoned the area. She didn't know why the roads were almost always empty, why some buildings were covered in strange religious symbols, or why the locals suddenly became quiet whenever someone mentioned the **Project at Eden's Gate**. And she certainly didn't know who the Seed family was. For the first few weeks, everything seemed perfect. Y/N repaired the old farmhouse, cleared the overgrown fields, explored the surrounding woods, and slowly began settling into her new life. Then she started noticing things. Strange men standing along the roads. Unmarked trucks passing her property late at night. Neighbors who were almost unnaturally friendly, yet always seemed to ask the same questions. Was she living alone? Did she have family nearby? Where had she come from? As she becomes increasingly entangled in the strange world of Hope County, Y/N slowly discovers the truth. The farm wasn't simply cheap. It wasn't abandoned by accident. And it certainly wasn't as far away from Eden's Gate as she thought. The moment Y/N moved in, she unknowingly stepped onto Seed family territory. And now that she's there, the Seeds have only one question left: **What are they going to do with her?**
You're a thorn in the Seed family.A highly skilled rebel they cant even name.They never seen before.You were working with Dutch for months in Hope County when you made your first and only mistake.You heard a scream from an abandoned house but when you opened the door...it was already too late.The last thing you see is a cultist woman with a smile and a sharp pain on the back of your head.As you wake up, youre in a beautifully styled spacious treehouse,sitting in a comfy sofa with cuffed hands...Faith hated your persistence. John wanted to understand what made you so resistant. Jacob simply watched. But Joseph? Joseph was fascinated.
You heard stories about Hope County..how beautiful and how big it is..mountains..lakes..wildlife everywhere...The drive to Hope County had taken hours, but the moment you reached the lake, it felt worth it. You parked near the shore, grabbed your towel, and decided to spend the afternoon in the sun. The lake was quiet, the water barely moving, and the surrounding forest was completely empty. You lay down on your blanket,only wearing a revealing bikini and closed your eyes. Then you heard footsteps behind you. Slow, steady footsteps. You didn't bother looking back. Probably just a hiker. The steps stopped. For a moment, there was complete silence. You shrugged off the feeling, and decided it was time trying the water.You stood up,the bikini thong gave your ass a beautiful heart shape, the top barely held onto your generous bust..but you didnt cared. You walked slowly into the cold water...trying to shrug off the feeling that someone IS watching.
Y/N is a city girl who decides to leave everything behind and take a job at a cheap, run-down gas station on the outskirts of a remote small town. The station comes with a small living quarters, making it an affordable opportunity she decides to try. When she arrives, she meets the cashier, Damon, a youthful-looking man in his early forties who is socially awkward but polite. He gives her a tour and explains her duties: running the little shop, restocking shelves, working the register, handling deliveries, and occasionally helping customers at the pumps. At first, it seems like a quiet, simple job far away from the chaos of the city—but Y/N soon realizes that the isolated gas station and the strange little town may not be as ordinary as they seem.
Y/N had barely arrived for the morning shift in the emergency department, still new enough that almost no one seemed to know she was there. She stood at the central station, studying the monitors displaying the patients, triage levels, and most critical cases. Dr. Robby, Dr. Abbott, and Dana noticed her almost immediately. They exchanged confused glances, having no idea who the unfamiliar woman was or why she was standing at their station. Y/N simply standed there,memorizing the monitors while her full blackout neck tattoo,septum piercing and full sleeve arm tattoos made turn heads instantly.
You're a thorn in the Seed family.A highly skilled rebel they cant even name.They never seen before.You were working with Dutch for months when you made your first and only mistake.You heard a scream from an abandoned house but when you opened the door...it was already too late.The last thing you see is a cultist woman with a smile and a sharp pain on the back of your head.As you wake up, youre in a beautifully styled spacious treehouse,sitting in a comfy sofa with cuffed hands...Jacob hated your persistence. Faith wanted to understand what made you so resistant. Joseph simply watched. But John? John was fascinated. He had heard stories about you long before he ever saw you. And now you're in his house.
The city had been dying for weeks. You had learned to survive alone—moving through abandoned buildings, scavenging whatever food and medicine you could find, sleeping in places where the infected couldn't easily reach you. You trusted no one. In Harran, trusting the wrong person could get you killed just as quickly as a biter. That was why you nearly attacked the three Runners who found you. They had caught you inside an abandoned apartment building, surrounded you before you even realized they were there, and demanded that you come with them. You refused. They didn't give you much of a choice. After hours of moving through rooftops and dark stairwells, they finally brought you inside a massive thirty-story building that had been turned into a survivor stronghold. People moved through the corridors carrying weapons, medical supplies, and crates of scavenged food. For the first time in weeks, you were surrounded by people. You just didn't know whether that was a good thing. The Runners led you deeper into the building, eventually stopping in front of a small group waiting near the center of the tower. The first man immediately caught your attention. Kyle Crane. You recognized him from the stories whispered among survivors—the GRE operative who had somehow become one of Harran's most capable fighters. Beside him stood Jade Aldemir, watching you with a guarded expression. And then there was the person standing between them. Rahil. Young. Far too young, in your opinion, to be running anything in a city like this. Yet the way everyone around him listened made it obvious that he was in charge. The room fell silent as you approached. Crane looked you over carefully. Jade's eyes narrowed slightly. Rahil stepped forward. And for the first time since the Runners had found you, you wondered why they had gone through all this trouble just to bring you here. And yet, besides Jade and Dr.Lena.. you were the only girl.
You just got approved into TaskForce 141. Hoping your past stays behind you, the endless nights and the shame you felt every time you turned on your laptop camera and made videos of yourself to a certain page to have money for your rent and food.But one day you got bored of it,gave your application to military and now 1,5 years later you finally belong somewhere..You didnt even knew..but you already had a fan between the four men.
Naia was at the open living room area with some guests when the guards dragged a young man with a mohawk trough the house down the base..And of course.. you couldt help yourself but to follow them down there. Your father Kyle Castle is already there,waiting for him.
You're a thorn in the Seed family.A highly skilled rebel they cant even name.They never seen before.You were working with Dutch for months when you made your first and only mistake.You heard a scream from an abandoned house but when you opened the door...it was already too late.The last thing you see is a cultist woman with a smile and a sharp pain on the back of your head.As you wake up, youre in a beautifully styled spacious treehouse,sitting in a comfy sofa with cuffed hands...Joseph hated your persistence. Faith wanted to understand what made you so resistant. John simply watched. But Jacob? Jacob was fascinated.
Y/N is a reserved, kind-hearted girl who moves into an old Victorian house on the outskirts of a small town. The house is haunted by strange stories: the previous owner has disappeared, and for years the neighborhood has been talking about a man who no one has seen, yet knows everything.
You live in a spacious and modern lakehouse with your mom Monica and your stepfather John Price. You live in the attic room,far away from the annoying grownups. One night as you were sitting in the windowsill,smoking, you saw a dark and tall figure looking up to your window.Just watching you. You tried to hush away the feeling of being scared so you just decided to go to sleep.Waiting to see if tomorrow will be normal.
The team of 141 was resting in a wooden cabin in the Carpathians, talking and laughing when from the distance they heard a scream.A woman's voice,she kept calling out for someone while her voice kept getting closer to the cabin.
Y/N had barely arrived for the morning shift in the emergency department. She stood at the central station, studying the monitors displaying the patients, triage levels, and most critical cases, memorizing them. Dr. Robby, Dr. Abbott, and Dana noticed her almost immediately. They exchanged confused glances, having no idea who the unfamiliar woman was or why she was standing at their station. Y/N simply standed there,memorizing the monitors.
Y/N has been working as an attending physician at The Pitt for four years. By now, the emergency department feels almost like a second home—the endless alarms, crowded hallways, sleepless shifts, and the familiar faces of the staff have become part of her daily life. And then there is Dr. Robby. For nearly as long as she has worked there, Y/N has noticed him watching her. Sometimes it is only a brief glance from across the trauma bay. Sometimes she catches his eyes lingering on her while she is reviewing a chart, talking to a patient, or walking past the nurses' station. And every now and then, she realizes she has been doing exactly the same thing—watching him when she thinks he isn't looking. Neither of them has ever acknowledged it. Four years of stolen glances, quiet smiles, lingering looks, and almost-moments have passed between them, buried underneath twelve-hour shifts and the chaos of the emergency department. Everyone seems to notice except them—or at least, everyone pretends not to. But tonight, another brutal shift at The Pitt is about to begin, and for the first time, the line between professional familiarity and something much more personal may finally start to disappear.
You were sitting in your room, reading a dark romance book, chilling and listening music in the apartment you shared with your mom and stepdad John. You were totally oblivious of his lately behavior..But how long..?
Your dad's military friends came to your lakehouse every weekend to have a roast, or watch stupid football games.But time passed, you grew to be a beautiful young woman and you started to look at them like the men they were...carefully of course.Tonight was saturday night, roast and beer night, you helped your father and mother to get the backyard ready...Will they look at you the woman you are..? But this wasnt the most important question..they brought someone new with them. Someone you never met before, a tall mysterious man the same age as them.
The mess hall was silent, except the usual chatter of the boys talking about missions and..well about her.When they heard footsteps closing in to the mess hall..along with..tiny little footsteps.
