"You want to dance? Well, let's dance, vieil amant." ✦ [Y/N] "Odile" [L/N] has gone off the rails. Off to Austria to visit her parents a year after the initial Task Force 141 mission, Odile enters her childhood home to see nothing but bloodshed. Driven mad by the mysterious annihilation of her entire family, Odile is seeking revenge on the person who murdered her parents - and she's willing to kill anybody in her way. Abandoning Task Force 141, along with Ghost and König, she sets herself on wild goose chase for information. It does not matter if it means she has to torture her enemies, if she has to take them hostage, even if she has to slaughter them; her parents were killed in cold blood, and she wanted to find out why, and more importantly, the person who did it. She quickly finds herself in Russia, facing ruthless foreign enemies and stumbling into the depravity of eradicating each combatant mercilessly - she'll do anything for answers. Meanwhile, Ghost and König cooperate to find Odile as hostility gradually resurfaces between them. They follow her trail on a mission to bring her back to the surface, but find it increasingly difficult when they discover that she is not so willing to cooperate with them. Odile's relationships are ripped apart due to her grief, and all Ghost and König desire to do is to bring her back, to talk some sense into her, to convince her that drowning in a red lake of blood was not worth her sanity. ✦ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] [DISCON.] ✦ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ✦ Began: March 21, 2024 Completed: ??? Written during age(s): 16 yrs Full Word Count: ??? ✦ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

Rebecca Cross, a wartime journalist, gets sent out to rural Peru. Here, her security unit gets taken out almost on arrival, leaving her stranded at the local US Embassy. At the Embassy, she meets Task Force 141, led by John Price. TF141 agrees to replace her security unit, in exchange for her inside knowledge about the ongoing conflict in Peru. Additionally, all flights out of the area are cancelled, which leaves both parties stuck in the midst of civil war. With nowhere to go and nowhere to turn to, Rebecca accepts her dependence on the men of TF141, even if their Lieutenant 'Ghost' seems fully on board with leaving her to die.

A botched mission gets the 141 involved with the NSA. The Agent and Ghost share a professionally distant relationship on the outside. In Ghost's mind, he's much closer to her.

With a threat growing in the shadows, Lieutenant Drew "Daisy" Farrell is sought out for TF141, an elite squad of soldiers trained to deal with the world's most serious threats. The transition onto the team goes smoothly, except for the animosity between her and her fellow task force Lieutenant. Despite the anger between them, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley --the grumpy-ass, arrogant, rude, frustrating, control freak of a man-- manages to distract her with his coffee-colored eyes and sinful touches, leaving her cursing him in more ways than one. But as the target terrorist organization avoids their grasp, he shows her exactly what she can have if she simply listens. ⁂ For anyone else who is feral over Simon Riley and enemies to lovers, this is for you ;) This story contains a lot of smutty chapters, however, there is still plenty of plot to go along with it. Chapters will be noted if they have smut... in case you're curious... This story does NOT follow the video games, ie. Soap's not dead <3 CW: cannon level violence, swearing, explicit sex, threats and inuendoes referring to SA *Warnings will be posted at the top of chapters. Excerpt: He turned to her then, stepping close enough that he brushed against her knees. "Is it possible for you to keep your mouth shut?" he asked lowly. "What? Am I getting on your nerves?" His eyes narrowed at her. "You're gettin' close to an ass-chewing." "Can't handle a little banter, sir?" "You're insubordinate." "And you're sensitive." He let out a frustrated growl. It only served to encourage her. "You wanna take that thing off? It's hard to tell how you're feeling without seeing your face." A very obvious lie, especially when his eyes showed her everything she needed to know. He was pissed.

Spencer "Fury" Thompson was a woman you didn't want to mess with. Known to all as 'Fury', she was cunning, calculated and deadly, deemed by Price as the best soldier when it came to close quarters combat. No matter which end of the blade she was, she would always win. After a mishap with her old task force which ended up costing her teammates their lives, Fury is transported over to Task Force 141, where she is among the greatest soldiers ever curated in the military. But, they all know her legacy, they all know Fury for what she is, it doesn't stop ghosts from her past to creep back. [BOOK ONE OF THE GHOST OF FURY SERIES] Completed: 20/11/2022 Editing: 29/08/2024

When Alejandro Vargas is asked to help task force 141 with a mission in Russia he gladly agrees giving he had history with them, he considers them his family, in Russia he meets a highly trained assassin and he immediately is attracted to her and her strong character but it seems it is hard for her to trust people, will he win her over? or will she decided to not let anyone else into her life

You meet Alejandro on a mission, leading to the two of you spending time near each other a lot. Soon enough, that developed into a relationship that you both adored...at least that's what you thought. Lately, he's been coming back later and you swear you smell a different scent coming from him. And he's blatantly lying to your face, whether he thinks you believe him or not. Tired of his asshole moves, you decide to question him when he comes back later tonight. But, are you willing to face the actual truth?

"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

"They call her The Killer Crow. she doesn't speak much, doesn't like being around much people, and likes being alone. Unless you want to die try talking to her, unless you like life" Commander Ross spoke to captain price. "The Killer Crow, why is she called that?" "We don't know, she never told us" ....