After years of staying from apartment to apartment during his breaks from deployment, Simon finally decides to settle down. He purchases a house in a small town and, one day, walks into the cafe where you work. Initially drawn by your exceptional tea-making skills, he finds himself coming back every day. Although his excuse is the tea, deep down, Simon begins to feel a shift, a feeling he hasn't experienced in years - love. This fic is very much soft simon. A slow burn and Very fluffy!

"If you want to love me, I'm gonna make it difficult." I murmur. "So be it." He hissed back. ---------------------------- +Hard-core enemies to lovers +Female reader +Contains smut/fluff/angst

This story will be somewhat slow paced, so if you're interested in reading a long story, come and read ! 🤍 14+?? Cursing Mentions of SA and suicide. Slow burn !!Violence!!🩸 !!THIS ISNT RELATED TO THE ACTUAL COD STORYLINE!!

The resilience of the human body and mind had always amazed you. The fragility of the human body and mind had always terrified you. Bones is a quiet combat medic with a troubled past and enough knowledge to fill a library. As whispers of a new bioweapon begin to spread across Europe, she is assigned to Task Force 141. Still haunted from her previous deployment, she thinks she can only count on witnessing new horrors, spilled blood, and the sound of dogtags clinking against the ground. What she isn't expecting is finding a team to count on, or the way her heart quickens in the presence of a certain skull-faced man. **Cross-Posted from AO3 under the same username**

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.

After a dangerous encounter leading towards your own capture and torture, you; Codename "Mirage", went from one of the best snipers on the task force with a bubbly sense of humor and strong wit, to a stone-cold demeanor woman who let her vendetta get the better of her, almost costing her the lives of her teammates. Ghost wasn't too happy about this, and based off experience, he wasn't going to let your mind head down that path any further. Each story part comes with a summary and warnings for that specific chapter! **THIS IS INCREDIBLY NSFW, STRICTLY NOT FOR MINORS. PLEASE BE RESPONSIBLE** I've moved this from my Ao3 onto here just because I forgot I had an account on here ^^;, and yk, might as well! If you'd like to show more support, check out my masterlist on my tumblr: Stararch4ngelqueen!

A silly little game of Truth or Dare turns into something overwhelming between you and the lieutenant of your special taskforce. Will you stay away or will you explore further?

Working at a bar means that you meet all kinds of people: criminals, alcoholics, tourists, and last but not least, soldiers. While it might seem like an uneventful job apart from having to separate bar fights, it's more complicated than one may think. You see an ad for a job at a bar as a waitress, and since you need money, you check the place out. You don't know what you got yourself into, and you have no clue why the military is involved. This is not good news for your wish to start a new life.

"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)