IN WHICH she enters TaskForce 141 to assist in battle and encounters dire decision-making, former enemies, and unexpected feelings for the other lieutenant along the way. ♤ ♤ ♤ Clara Spade ended up in TaskForce 141 with the sole purpose of fighting. She was a lieutenant whose main goal was to survive and protect, and so was his. She was a notable feared soldier by many, but so was he. To him, Clara was an irrelevant newcomer to the team that he initially viewed as another reputed killer. As they continue to fight alongside one another, she gradually proves him wrong by displaying beyond-comparable qualities, all of which ultimately leave him marvellously intrigued.

It's not my fault I have to steal to survive. But why am I now part of 141, seriously, how did I get here? Book 2 is out.

You're a new recruit and Ghost does not like you one bit. Updates will be slow cause idk wtf I'm doing in this book.

You work as a nurse in an attempt to save lives in a profession where your services allow others to take them. Throughout your time on the job, you've encountered a man by the name of "Simon Riley", a lieutenant. You'd like to think that you know him better than others, as you've spent more time with him than you'd care to remember. You knew how you felt about him, everything was strictly professional, and you never bothered to look further into it. At least that's what you thought. 7 Nights is a remake of my Simon Riley story in "Please". I wanted to create a project where the things I learned through the course of writing could be applied in a story I feel would be better than the last. I intend to work on Y/N's past and development, as well as introduce more natural and intense character development for everyone else. König and Sarah were characters people felt very strongly about, and I lacked the skills to make them seem human. A lot of the scenarios were simply just leading into smut and nothing else, so I wanted to focus on story while keeping the spiciness at an all time high as well. I hope you enjoy and would love any feedback! I'll still be writing my Price Fan-fiction, and might make another book and paste the story there to organize things a bit better.

Ghost x fem reader (contains smut) Lieutenant y/n l/n graduated top of her branch in the military and because of that and also the fact that 141 has been wanting a new member.. she was chosen. In the military your not meant to have any relationships within task forces but rules must be bent from time to time. I'm trying my best to keep y/n pretty vauge but still trying to make the story enjoyable- I'll try to add a new chapter every pretty often, each chapter has roughly 1000 words (Please forgive me for any spelling or plot mistakes As English is not my first language and i have only played a bit of mw2. Also disclaimer; I don't own any of the characters mentioned apart from y/n) 🥇cod 🥇mw2 🥇modernwarfare 🥈Price 🥈ongoing 🥉ghost 100k reads on 17/8/2023

"That's was roughly lucky" Ghost grumble. "Maybe you are roughly lucky aswell" snap it out. ____________ READER X GHOST. 18+ ENEMY TO ROMANTIC (that's all we love it)

Being in a relationship with Simon in highschool, y/n is left heartbroken when he leaves for the military to escape the abuse he'd endured from his father. She understands though. She's sure one day they'll meet again, and they do; only this time she's met with Ghost. And others along the way... *slow updates for right now* Disclaimers and other notes can be found in the very first chapter ♡ *still in progress* Cover creds: 661ave on deviant art.

y/n has known Ghost for a while now, she didn't notice his feelings for her until a undercover mission when the target gets handsy. What will happen?

Torn apart by the death of her team and unexpected betrayal, Special Operative Lieutenant Chaos will stop at nothing to seek vengeance for her fallen soldiers who brought about their demise. Everything she has worked for is put on pause when she is scouted by Task Force 141 to assist in subduing a terrorist in Al Mazrah. Chaos begins to find it impossible to keep to herself as she had always done, especially when a certain fellow Lieutenant starts to crawl under her scars.