Anna enters a unit that asks for trust and doesn't offer comfort. Task Force 141 operates in the spaces where rules blur and silence is enforced. She expects discipline. Obedience . Survival. What she doesn't expect is resistance. Ghost keeps his world sealed. Protocol over instinct. Control over connection. Whatever she is to the mission, she is not meant to be personal. She is just an asset for a successful mission. But silence has a way of shifting. And sometimes, in the last place you expect it, something breaks the rules you've lived by. Number 1 in #ghostcod

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.

"You're in 141 now, Ace. There's no place for being gentle here," His eyes dance across my face but come back up to my eyes as he waits for a response. I swallow the lump that has inevitably formed in my throat, "It was only training. You slammed me against a wall of a 1-by-1 closet," I lean forward, engaging in this stupid game that he has started. "Don't act like you weren't into it," He tilts his head back, his eyes showing an expression that I haven't seen on him before. • Ghost x fem • SLOWBURN • In progress • 18+ Highest ranking: #1 | Callofduty #1 | Modernwarfare #1 | Cod #1 | Simon #1 | Price #1 | Gaz #1 | Keegan #3 | Ghost #2 | Codmw2 COVERART by GhostWolf - loneghostwolf88

Rora Wells was one hell of a woman. A woman who left havoc and chaos wherever she went, and laughed Death in the face. That was until she met Simon Riley, who was like a cold, stone wall in the middle of the tornado she caused, unaffacted by anything and everything. But that was just the surface. Because Simon Riley learned soon enough why storms are named after people, because Rora Wells was a cold wrecking-havoc. [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc]

A story in which Ghost is obsessed with you, the reader.

Price discovered you as a young girl whose family had been violently and unjustly taken away from her. As there were no other options for you, Price took you in and raised you as his own daughter. During your teenage years, you underwent extensive training with him and his team. Eventually, Price became the captain of a task force known as "The 141." After excelling as a recruit and working your way up the ranks, you were selected by Price to join this team. While most of your teammates welcomed you with open arms, some believed that the only reason you were there was because of your relationship with the captain. Will you prove them wrong?

You're an exhausted showgirl on one of many long nightshifts. What makes this one a little different? It's a certain scottish mans birthday and the one thing he wished for was to finish it off in a burlesque club with his fellow teammates. --- I'VE GOT NO CLUE, first of all. Like many, I have fallen for the boys and had this idea in my head for a long time now. The idea of Ghost being forced to go celebrate in a burlesque club with the others and how he would be so out of place there but trying dearly for Johnny. Since I couldn't find this type of story anywhere and i'm currently at home with the flu i thought okay so this is it? This is my moment? Keep in mind: •SMUT •FLUFF •English is not my first language and i haven't written fanfiction in years. •I don't know anything about the military and only have a little experience about how showgirls go on about their day so pls don't expect a super realistic story, we're literally just ballin. • 90% of this story will be heavily influenced by me listening to Portishead • Sweet comments & feedback motivate me to write, so keep em coming baby ♡ I HOPE U ENJOY THE DOMESTICATION OF SIMON RILEY ♡

Your his favorite nurse on the base, he refuses to be seen by anyone if its not you. No one knows why you were so special to him, but you did feel honored to treat such an important person such as lieutenant Riley himself. But why is it he only wants you? Is it just you doing your job well or is it something more?

You're a new recruit and Ghost does not like you one bit. Updates will be slow cause idk wtf I'm doing in this book.

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!