A sequel to Stone Cold Crazy. In which Y/N, more simply known as Reaper is married to König and is forced to leave their child to fight for a cause she does not believe in. Reaper is on the brink of insanity as she endures the most emotionally horrific moments of her life. (I suggest reading the first story if you haven't already, as this story line will make no sense without it)

I don't even know what this will be about. I just wanted to write a slow burning story about Ghost and Karma (Y/N). I see a lot of stories of Y/N being outgoing and friendly, I wanted this to be the opposite since it fit my personality (hence the title). Don't worry, they'll get freaky. Let me know of any errors and I will fix them. Also, there's going to be song references. Let's see if you can pinpoint it. ;) Enjoy!

"All I need is one shot." ✧ Simon "Ghost" Riley was a cold, heartless killer. He was untouchable, and he made his enemies cower just by hearing his name. Not you, though. Cold? Heartless? Hearing him referred to by those names would make you laugh. If anyone was demented and heartless, it was you. A menacingly precise and skilled sniper by the name "Odile," you were the one to be feared. So when you're captured and interrogated by Task Force 141 for being suspected of working with the terrorist Hassan, you're offered something you cannot pass up ─ valuable information on where to find an old friend that went missing 7 years ago by the name of König. The catch? Temporarily join Task Force 141 and help disarm a missile in Austria. ✧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ✧ #3 in "fanfic" out of 1.4M+ #10 in "ghost" out of 55.4K+ #4 in "callofduty" out of 1,000+ #1 in "codmw2" out of 150+ #3 in "cod" out of 1,000+ ✧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ✧ Began: December 20, 2022 Completed: July 4, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs Full Word Count: 62k ✧ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

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

|| Enemies to Lovers ~ Forced Proximity || ~ Y/n gets captured by 141, having to give up her pride in order to stay alive but also to solve a mystery. Love on the battlefeild may ruin her plans though. ~ !! I do not own Call of Duty, this was originally supposed to be private so there will be many typos I have not gone back and fixed. Slow updates are to be expected. German will not be included because Google Translate is definitely not accurate !!

Given the recent uncertainty of peace with Mexico, 141 has went to extreme measures to keep war at bay. With the help of KorTac, the 141 hopes to restore peace upon capturing a well known terrorist and his affiliates. (A/N) This book will contain mature themes! Read at your own risk. Mostly writing this for myself. :,)

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?

"Are you okay with this?" He asked, his rough hands slowly sliding down my sides. I couldn't believe this. I eagerly nodded, struggling to keep my composure. My heavy breath mixed with his, as his cerulean eyes searched mine. I wasn't allowed to remove his sniper hood, so I frantically buried myself into his neck, whimpering as his hands shakily felt up and down my body. "Scheiße, du bist einfach so perfekt..." He purred, placing his hands on my thighs, adjusting me in his lap. ||| there are very few fanfics of könig so I wanted to make up for that. there is smut in here, and adult topics so do be aware. enjoy! :) ||| Mon & Fri updates.

𝙱𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 18. 𝙰𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝙰𝚛𝚖𝚢. 𝚂𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚜𝚘, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚂 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚙𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑. 𝙽𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝙽𝚘𝚠, 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖, 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝙼𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚃𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 141, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝

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.