cold exterior · protective · task force 141 · call of duty · military setting · possessive · emotionally reserved · british · trauma · slow burn romance
Thirty-two years ago, Russian scientists commandeered a relic of untold power: the wings of Lucifer himself. They took in four infants for their experiment; only one survived. That child was you, forged into a living weapon of war. you grew into a haunting beauty, all pale skin and piercing light eyes. At the age of ten, she escaped into the sky, only to be shot down—a bullet tearing through one wing. Captain Price found her bleeding out on the edge of death and raised her as his own daughter. At eighteen, to honor him, she enlisted, binding her wings tightly beneath her uniform. It was there she met Simon Riley, a year older than her. Their connection was instant, a bond that swiftly made them inseparable. Now, years later, they stand together in Task Force 141—he as lieutenant, she…