He narrows his eyes, his patience wearing thin. "You have a big fucking mouth for someone in your position." I scoff. "You're right. My bad. I should be more respectful to my captors." Soap pushes off the wall and stands up straight, his irritation evident. "You're not going to get a rise out of me. Save your energy." PLOT HEAVY ~ "Sometimes, the unlikeliest of alliances become our most reliable source of strength." ~ 141 BOOK 2 Cover render by 661ave 1 | #soap 1 | #callofduty 1 | #ghost 1 | #price 1 | #keegan

☣︎ All Warfare is Based on Deception ☣︎ - - Hattie Sloan has wanted nothing more than to save the lives of the ones she loves the most while fighting alongside her comrades. Her life starts to drastically change as stories unfold and as she comes into contact with a certain member from the team. What will happen? Will her actions have consequences?

An omegaverse fic with our two favourite COD men. ++ Nothing rattled Ghost. He made sure of it. Until John MacTavish. An omega. [Cover - original art by 661ave, edited by me]

Simon "Ghost" Riley almost never sees his 'home', a cheap little place with quiet neighbours and enough space to be called cozy. But when he returns home after a mission to find he has a new neighbour, how will his life change? Will he ever get used to the new noise? Or will he move out to find some quiet?

You're König's therapist, meeting with him every Wednesday and Friday. At first, everything was normal. Professional, and helpful. But now, his mind is reeling. He can't help himself. You draw him in and turn every emotion into obsession. Pure, desperate obsession. !! KöniPIC CREDIT: 661ave !!

"I don't open up to people sweetheart, so don't think you're any different. You never will be." You are a Military Psychologist on base in London for the British Spec Ops task force 141. You've seen countless amounts of troops with all kinds of disorders, but none of them have ever intrigued you like Simon 'Ghost' Riley. The way he's so reserved, strong minded, and kind of rude without a care in the world. You hope one day you can help him, but for now he is making it extremely difficult. (Please note that this fanfiction will contain some campaign spoilers but isn't exactly campaign accurate. Also, I know I know I've used an old Ghost picture for the cover but none of the newer ones were working for me, but this is definitely about mw2 2022 Ghost.)

⚠️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.

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

Slow burn, enemies to lovers fanfic. "You're a bitch." "You love a bitch" Ghost smirked, shaking his head as if in disbelief for falling in love with me Mentioning of: Blood Vomit Gore Assault Death (And other bad things that usually happen in a military environment. If you're easily impressionable please skip the chapters that may contain these topics.) Have fun Ciao ciao

Book 3 of the Cadaver Series. Senna and Ghost's story continues.