You've joined the 141 a little more than a year ago. Being one of the few females on the team never was a struggle for you, but you always had trouble to create a real bond with the other members. After you thought you've found your place, bonding with one of the newer members, everything went south and it was your time to make everything right again.

After many years of working behind the scenes as a coordinator, you are sent out to Mexico to meet with an old friend named Soap, who you will assist on a mission. While on this mission you meet a strange man who at first seems cold and rude but the more you two get to know each other, the more you two become close. The more you realize how much of a hollow shell of a human he is... (ALL CREDIT GOES TO THE RIGHTFUL CREATORS!!!)

⚠️WRITTEN IN FIRST POV; I have not played the game nor do I know exact things about military, this is just for entertainment purposes!⚠️ ------------ I see Ghost turn towards me. He had shades on but it felt like his eyes were piercing through me. Ghost: "welcome to the force." His voice was even intense. I stuck my hand out to shake his, he didn't return the action. I could tell it was going to be a long day.

Arranged marriages always go one of two ways. How will yours go with a man you don't know, and a secrete he needs to keep? Picture: 661ave

Story status: on hiatus // Just a little fanfic im writing in my freetime lol // basically just a female soldier joining task force 141 // 13+ (blood, battles, mentions of dr^gs, cartel, cussing, and ofc death) // i have 0 experience with the british/mexican army besides MW2 so bare with me // Minor-Friendly, No MDNI/NSFW besides gore

Simon 'Ghost' Riley Call Of Duty Fic "Well, it's a name I earned on the battlefield. I move like a shadow, swift and elusive, striking before anyone knows what hit them. And," she added with a smirk, locking eyes with Simon, "because it's the last one you'll ever see." WARNINGS: EXPLICIT/SMUT/GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE Triggers❓: CNC (If you don't know what that is, you're too fucking young to be reading this. )

You were one of the best female soldiers in the Shadow Company and you knew it. Your skills almost prove to be too good for them. Working your way up to be Lieutenant or even a Commander, until one day..a mission gone wrong. You made a mistake, a big one. Accidentally hurting one of your own. This led you to be removed from the Shadow Company permanently and moved to another force, Task Force 141. It's different in Task Force 141. These men actually challenge you. These are elite soldiers by your side which you weren't used to. One man, a mystery man with a skull mask puts you in your place. Teaches you the real meaning of military..and discipline. Warnings: Violence, Smut, NSFW, Guns, Swearing, Death, Gun Play, Knife Play Active :) ***I DO NOT OWN RIGHTS TO THE CALL OF DUTY CHARACTERS NOR ANYTHING RELATING TO THE LORE OF CALL OF DUTY, ONLY MY CREATED CHARACTERS AND STORY*** This is my first story and I am not a writer so please be kind~! <3

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 Simon "Ghost" Riley from developing a soft spot for her. [BOOK ONE OF THE GHOST OF FURY SERIES] Completed: 20/11/2022 Editing: 29/08/2024

Y/n is a the last recruit left on base, becoming a part of the 141 team temporarily until they transfer out. It's been two years since and y/n has managed to make the base feel like home. Soap and Gaz have become the annoying big brothers they always wanted when they were younger. Price has unknowingly taken on a father role, constantly texting y/n "Have you eaten yet," or "Text me when you make it back to base, or I'll send one of the boys to check on you." She didn't mind though. Y/n has never had a place that felt like home before and this was the closest they've come to it, even if it's temporary, even if she's temporary. But there's one person that she can't seem to get along with. Constantly fighting him no matter what punishment he dishes out in retaliation. Maybe a sick part of her liked his punishments, or maybe she liked pushing him to his limits. A man, who time and time again gets her kicked off missions because "She's not ready" according to his standards. Y/n was tired of it and this would be the last time he gets her kicked off a mission, she'd make sure of it. Everything was going to change... and it did the moment she step foot into that ballroom prepared to flirt with the enemy, while wearing a dress Ghost wanted to rip off of her.

Work in progress...