Task Force 141 needs a new sniper and despite their complaints, they're assigned Flash, a joke-making, ABBA-listening, 20-year-old sharpshooter with better aim than the whole team combined. In other words, Ghost is practically handed the love of his life but he needs time to adjust because she's a firecracker. Warnings/Tags: Age gap (20/30-32), gore, descriptions of injury/blood/wounds, swearing, weapons, literally only fluff and banter, minimal angst, soft baby girl Ghost, asshole Soap, lighthearted, I can fix him he just needs a hug, warning for an excessively bad taste in music, slow burn, protective ghost, family dynamic, big brother soap has an attitude problem, father figure Price, Gaz is just there because he's on the wiki I have no idea who he is, eventual smut, praise, thigh riding, unprotected (wrap it up people), idk I'm sure it will get dirtier as I go, shifting POV ! THESE ARE FICTIONAL CHARACTERS THAT HAVE NO TIE TO THE REAL-LIFE ACTORS. IF I CATCH YOU BEING WEIRD YOU WILL BE BLOCKED. !

Assigned by Station Chief Kate Laswell, Case Officer Kiera Dutton is assigned to track and locate the missing American missiles as well as the threat of Quds Force Major Hassan Zyani. Befriending Ghost during her missions was not indeed part of her plan, but it was hard to ignore the reckoning that yearned for the other over time. How soon will Ghost let her break down his walls he had worked so hard to put up over the years? This will be no easy task, he would think. Boy, was he wrong! *Yellowstone x Call of Duty Crossover!* Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, songs, characters, businesses, places, events, locations, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner (Paramount Network and Activision Publishing). Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended for malicious use. Song inspiring this series: "It Goes On" by Zac Brown and Sir Rosevelt Full playlist for the songs included in this series! https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLNcT8a0rajiuOw51moSDgtWm0MYRppjt8

*note for re-readers, the story has gone through revisions and polishing. no major plot changes have been made. Nosia 'Scope' Novak was recruited into the SAS after her service in the Polish Armed Forces. She met the team 1-4-1 upon her recruitment, impressing Captain Price where eventually when it came down to their next mission, upon his request, she was eventually an added member to taskforce 1-4-1 alongside a longtime member, Ghost. Along their mission to take down Hassan, Nosia and Ghost find themselves bonding into a unique friendship, the pair an unstoppable force to be reckoned with. But along the way, a sort of passion grew unquestioned and unexplored as they both kept their mouths shut regarding these feelings of infatuation residing hidden in their hearts. While Nosia was a playful flirt towards him, Ghost was cold-hearted, unwilling to speak of them, complicating things within their friendship. MODERN WARFARE 3 ADDITION: SPOILERS A year after the previous events took place, the now bonded lovers Ghost and Nosia work together alongside taskforce 141 to take down a previous target from many years ago; Vladimir Makarov. A Russian terrorist seeking the next world war, Makarov is a dangerous enemy with luck on his side, leaving 141 feeling hopeless in their fight to save the world. The team must put their personal quarrels and emotions aside to succeed, but after so much hardship and with the world unknowingly depending on them, the mission at hand will bare a heavy burden.

Rora Wells was one hell of a woman. A woman who left havoc and chaos wherever she went, and laughed Death in the face. That was until she met Simon Riley, who was like a cold, stone wall in the middle of the tornado she caused, unaffacted by anything and everything. But that was just the surface. Because Simon Riley learned soon enough why storms are named after people, because Rora Wells was a cold wrecking-havoc. [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc]

vi·per /ˈvīpər/ noun Any related snakes belonging to the family Viperidae, characterized by erectile, venom-conducting fangs. A person regarded as untrustworthy, deceitful, malicious or treacherous.

The mission was to extract information from an agent in jungle. Drop in grab the info from the location and quickly and quietly move through the jungle to exfil. Easy in out intel mission. But... She was so quiet I didn't even hear her, next thing I know I have a gun to my temple and a set of eyes fixed on me. She took the information package and was gone in seconds. But those eyes, she saw right through me just as I did her. Those few moments felt like hours. I can't get those eyes out of my mind. Three hours later she's waiting for me at the exfil site. I can't let her get to me, crawl under my skin. But I have to know more about her. Soap says she goes by Reaper and she's assisting the 141 in taking down a terrorist organisation. It's a big mission plenty of time for me to find out what I need to know, what's behind those eyes... before Soap gives her all my secrets. WARNING. This is a violent fanfic. Some of the things mentioned may be upsetting so please check before proceeding. Themes included are strong language, torture, rape, murder, killing, wounded victims, abuse, disassociation, drug use, paralysis, child abuse, panic attacks, suicide, weapon use. I will add more if they come up. This is a mixture of modern warfare characters and my own. I don't own the modern warfare characters.

A mission futile without you is on Captain Price's hands. Coming from a despicable family, you've become the most feared person from any organization. "...now I know you have a reputation of not even being touched by a bullet nor blade, but, our team doesn't. We're asking for your help." Said Price "Team? I don't do teams." You snapped back. "Yeah I know, but for this mission, you're gonna need a hell of a lot more than some blades." ~~~~~~~~~~ Will be smut ;p Updates i've made: *Added more to the first chapter. *Added another chapter in between some

As a military personnel would call it, this was a mission you would've never thought of going on before. When a multi-million dollar US aircraft was stolen, it's only up to it's creator, Y/n, to find it and bring it home. Task Force 141 assists as she goes through this mission, and a member of their squadron takes her for a whole new path. (This story is completely in an AU from my imagination. Some will be cannon, but majority is from my creativity.) *IMPORTANT NOTE* the reader has a last name (Elliott) so this story will be easier for me to write. I feel that it is better to have an actual last name besides "L/n", as it is used in majority of stories. The first name is Y/n.