A Call of Duty Fanfiction: Ghost He thought she was gone. He mourned her. Then he saw her again-across the battlefield, wearing the enemy's colors. In this semi slow-burn fanfiction inspired by Call of Duty and a viral TikTok concept, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley is forced to confront the one ghost he never expected to see again- you. After years of silence and grief, your reappearance on the wrong side of the war sends shockwaves through Task Force 141, but none more powerful than the ones ripping through Ghost himself. Torn between duty and the haunting memories of your shared past, Ghost begins to unravel the truth: what happened to you, where you've been, and who you've become. As trust is tested and loyalties blur, Ghost must decide if you're still the woman he once knew-or if the enemy has truly claimed you. Pain, secrets, and unfinished love simmer beneath the surface in this gripping story of reunion, redemption, and the fight to remember who you really are.

A Call of Duty Fanfiction : Keegan Keegan Russ is no stranger to war. A former Marine Force Reconnaissance operator and deadly Scout Sniper, he's faced death countless times-but nothing could prepare him for this mission. Y/N, a combat medic and the last surviving member of her unit, has been held captive by ruthless enemies for months. Her comrades were all killed in action, their sacrifice now a grim backdrop to the twisted leverage her captors wield. The lines between ally and enemy blur in a world ruled by violence and betrayal. As Keegan infiltrates hostile territory to extract her, he confronts more than just gunfire and shadows. Haunted by his demons and the ghosts of past missions, he must decide how far he's willing to go to save a woman who may not be the innocent victim everyone believes her to be. In a battlefield where trust is a luxury and survival a brutal gamble, Keegan's mission becomes a fight against time-and himself.

A Call of Duty Fanfiction : Soap John MacTavish, aka "Soap," is a Scottish Special Forces operative and key member of Task Force 141. Known for his speed and precision in urban warfare, Soap earns his nickname by "cleaning house" with deadly efficiency. Task Force 141 investigates "Exotic Beauties," a strip club, for sex trafficking. Among the dancers is Y/N, a talented performer who catches their eye. As Soap and his team uncover the club's dark secrets, they realize Y/N is crucial to exposing the traffickers.

A Call of Duty Fanfiction : Konig She arrived without a past or a single word. Her file? Redacted. Her skills? Unmatched. Her silence? Unshakable. Transferred into KorTac under a cloud of mystery, Y/N quickly earns a reputation as a deadly sniper with a body count that speaks louder than any voice ever could. Her face is hidden, her intentions unknown-and no one dares to get close. Except for him. König, the towering operator known for his haunted past, sees something familiar in her stillness. Something dangerous. Something beautiful. As the missions grow deadlier and secrets begin to surface, König becomes determined to uncover the truth behind the mask-no matter how deep he has to go. But in a world built on shadows and blood, trust is a weapon... and love might be the deadliest shot of all. A Call of Duty fanfiction full of slow-burn tension, sniper precision, and the unraveling of two masked souls who were never meant to be seen-until they saw each other.

You and the 141 are preparing for a mission in Europe. Laswell has sent the team in to work with Kortac in a temporary partnership. After you find Ghost with another woman, you run into a Kortac operator wearing a sniper veil, who you soon realize is a boy you knew from your past. As your friendship with him deepens, betrayal within the Kortac faction lurks in the shadows, and the road ahead is mired in chaos.

A new recruit to the 141, you have to navigate the new environment while dealing with the insufferable Ghost who won't stop watching you and possessive König who quickly becomes your comfort as you set out to prove you are not the sum of your last failed mission. Slowburn and long story. Warning: Eventual smut, descriptions of past physical torture, PTSD, strong language, consensual rough smut. Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the COD characters or COD MWII campaign story

Her code name is Butterfly. She got the name from the time she killed ten full armored men with just a butterfly knife. Now she is joining taskforce 141 for a mission in Mexico. She quickly caught feelings for one of the soldiers, König. He seemed so emotionless so she decided hide away her feelings. It wasn't as easy as she had thought.

Welcome aboard, Thorn. You're a fearless and talented soldier who is about to wake up in a world drowned in chaos, as if drawn out of the deepest fears of the human race, but you're not alone. ---- Don't forget to upvote if you like it, please. <3

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You didn't know how you got where you were now. One minute you were in your apartment, and the next you were laying, chained to a concrete wall with a major headache and no memory of what happened. You were able to move a little bit, but not more than a few feet. You could hear cheering through the concrete walls that surrounded you. What you couldn't see, however, was the mountain of a man watching you from the shadows of that room. (König x Reader)