You were twenty when you fell into bed with Johnny "Soap" MacTavish-two weeks of training, too much chemistry, and a stupid almost-relationship he walked away from "for your own good." Seven years later, you're twenty-six, deep undercover as Makarov's girlfriend. You live in his penthouse, sleep in his bed, and feed every secret you can to the only person who knows what you really are: Kate Laswell. You know exactly who he is and exactly why you're there... even as the lines between survival and comfort start to blur. Seven years ago he walked away. Now he's on the scope, you're in Makarov's bed, and this time Johnny MacTavish is not letting you burn. All stories are written by me and then edited in Grammarly for phrasing, spelling, structure, and polishing. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

You've recently been transferred to Task Force 141 as their new medic after the last one was tragically killed saving a soldier in the field. Tensions are high, and to add further pressure 141 has become force-merged with the private military contract group, KorTac. How will you fair as the only doctor in a team full of military misfits?

Framed for a crime she didn't commit, Delilah Walsh is left drowning in silence. Shackled not just by steel cuffs, but by grief, guilt, and the crushing weight of a life stolen. When Kate Laswell offers her a second chance, Delilah claws her way out of the shadows and into the crosshairs of Task Force 141. Redemption, it seems, comes with a price. Thrown into the fire alongside the world's most lethal soldiers, she's met with hostility-none more ruthless than the cold-eyed wrath of Captain John Price. He doesn't trust her. Doesn't want her. And he makes that known every chance he gets. But in the crucible of war, something begins to shift. Enemies blur into allies. Hatred fractures into something more volatile. Fate doesn't ask for permission-and for Delilah and Price, it won't take no for an answer. Because sometimes the strongest bonds are forged in fire. And sometimes, the people we resist the most are the ones who understand us best -- SLOW BURN -- #5 in call of duty!!! 17/6/25

You a Sergeant in the United States Marine Corps are sent to participate in a Task Force to help take down Terrorist Hassan Zyani. Thrown right in, you struggle to adapt within Task Force 141, not helped by the tension between you and the more mysterious member of the force. A more serious and realistic take on fan fiction.

Ghost hates how carefree the new recruit is, he wants her to see the harsh truth and he'll force her through hell himself just to tear her down. 'Know your fucking place in this team' Ghost spat acidic words. 'You listen to me, or you take the consequences and fucking trust me' he hums amused. 'You won't enjoy it one fucking bit, so shut that fucking mouth, sit still and do you damn job.' sadistic /səˈdɪstɪk/ adjective deriving pleasure from inflicting pain, suffering, or humiliation on others. ||This promotion was something unexpected, a new and big opportunity to prove myself a worthy and capable soldier. However my own team has intentions to never let me reach my potential, I am a replacement to them and a useless one at that.|| anguish: /ˈaŋɡwɪʃ/ noun noun: anguish; plural noun: anguishes severe mental or physical pain or suffering. angst /aŋ(k)st/ noun a feeling of deep anxiety or dread 【Heavy angst】 + 【slow burn】

Idk man just trust me and read it. I'll be sure that you'll enjoy it

Gₕₒₛₜ ₓ ₒC fₑₘₐₗₑ ᵣₑₐdₑᵣ. Your father was one of the most important commanders for the government, after his death in action, deep inside you there was always anger and doubts. Years go by and you decide to join Task Force 141 and seek revenge or so you think you do. But someone has been stealing all your attention, making you think the wrong things and most of all making you feel things you haven't felt in years. 🖤Simon fucking Riley🖤

*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.

"They got married... I should be happy for them, no?" "He got married to your Leannan, Soap." In this fanfiction we see things unfolding through the eyes of Angelina; a stoic young woman who got enlisted to work as a medic for the 141 Task Force. She was a mystery that many operatives wanted to figure out - or flirt with - , but only a particular operative managed to "crack her code": Johnny MacTavish. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿Friendly Reminder: this fanfiction will have plenty of mature content: from foul language to sexual content and even mentions of violence and gore. Thread carefully, and happy reading! 💙