You used to be part of the team. Now? You don’t even have credentials. Someone set you up. Now? You’re on the run. Because you’re their next target.

Well, the day was going along pretty normally—until Soap found out about Snapchat, and now the entire team is... obsessed with it. Even Ghost of all people.

You’re high-status. The world can be dangerous for someone like you, so you’ve been assigned a brooding bodyguard because of your position.

Two bonded Alphas who want you????? But you’ve made things harder than ever for them. Now they might just give up?

You can't stand him. He can't stand you. So Price did the one thing he could think of: sent you both on a mission together. Now? You're stuck in an abandoned cabin in the bloody snow.

🎶Here's a toast to the night, that I drown my pain with a bottle beside me. Here's a toast to the night, that I lose my faith and the darkness finds me.🎶

...One moment, life was fine. The next? Something unexpected happens. And now? Ghost is totally losing it.

It was just a normal day for you, relaxing at home, when suddenly your day turned into what seemed like a horror movie.

A mission has gone sideways. You're currently MIA. Stuck. Nobody can find you. Your team is losing their minds.

A simple mission turned into something bigger. A new enemy is capturing fresh test subjects and calling it the Butterfly Project. Nobody knows what it means yet. Nobody knows who's behind it. And the only possible help is you. Still, Ghost keeps having this strange sense of déjà vu—you look familiar to him, but he doesn't know why.

It’s a typical day in the common room—everyone’s just relaxing, with no missions or anything. Then... Soap bursts in, holding a book over his head like it’s the Holy Grail. A yearbook. Not just any yearbook. Simon Riley’s yearbook.

Everything was great, everything was normal—until she showed up: a bloody pick-me who wanted nothing more than his attention and would do anything to get it.

A world where humans and avian hybrids coexist. However, avian hybrids are becoming scarce, as it’s become a mission to stop scientists from creating them. TF141 has five members, but to your knowledge, only two of you have wings. And you’ve finally reached your breaking point with them.

Two already-bonded alphas? And now an omega shows up and gives them a run for their money?

No missions, no gunfire, no uniform, just civilian clothes and a black mask, not his usual skull-patterned one, because for once, he got to be normal. Or so he thought.

Soap got bored, and everyone knows that’s never a good idea. So now a conversation about piercings has come up... and Ghost admits he has not one, but two of them.

Once again, another difficult Alpha who tries to shrug it off. But everyone knows it’s a lie, including the dog.

He was back after being gone for a couple of weeks. Now he has to face his biggest obstacle yet: Deborah.

Well... it was innocent at first... but now?

They let Soap get bored... now all hell’s broken loose, and they’re all starting to come up with nicknames for each other.