Y/n code name Reaper- after the grim reaper - the bringer of death. She is called to work for Task Force 141 where she meets König and the two connect quite well. Reaper's past slowly begins to haunt her as the story progresses. (I've never played cod so I'm going with things off of others and my own mind.) (Slight Slowburn)

"Are you okay with this?" He asked, his rough hands slowly sliding down my sides. I couldn't believe this. I eagerly nodded, struggling to keep my composure. My heavy breath mixed with his, as his cerulean eyes searched mine. I wasn't allowed to remove his sniper hood, so I frantically buried myself into his neck, whimpering as his hands shakily felt up and down my body. "Scheiße, du bist einfach so perfekt..." He purred, placing his hands on my thighs, adjusting me in his lap. ||| there are very few fanfics of könig so I wanted to make up for that. there is smut in here, and adult topics so do be aware. enjoy! :) ||| Mon & Fri updates.

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 DARK ROMANCE "Fuck. You." I watched as the brown in his eyes darkened and he clenched his jaw. He stared at me for what felt like minutes and before I knew it, he had my back pressed against the wall. One of his hands was above me and the other gripped my jaw, sending thousands of shivers throughout my body but not in a bad way, again, only in an addictive way. "Talk to me like that again Elisia and I'll have you screaming it instead," he whispered, his voice laced with anger. His words suddenly sent a pool of wetness between my legs and made my heart beat a little faster. I tried to get rid of his hand on my face even though I knew I couldn't. When I didn't respond, he let go of me and stepped back. "Now get ready Elisia and if you're not ready by eight then I'll come do it myself," he threatened, walking away. I would love to see him try. Fuck him, fuck him, and fuck him. --- TW⚠️: abuse, intense sexual assault, violence, CNC, sexual content WITH consent, ⚠️ --- Complete but going through MAJOR EDITING

This story contains smut content, violence, and BDSM (CNC, knife play, impact play, and gunplay). Mainly for a mature audience. If you are a minor, please do not interact.

You were never really cut out for fighting. Right after graduating a private school, you immediately joined the marines and climbed up the ranks. 5 years of blood ,sweat and tears. You did things you never wanted to do as your father was a respected solider who died when you were young- father wasn't the type to die so easily especially on a mission. You believed your father was alive and well so you trained till your bones hurt and you were going to climb the ranks and reach his position -if not exceed his position. The plan was to find your father so your first goal was to become apart of task force 141. Eventually- Your hard work paid off and you were recruited into task force 141. Two men of the force become entranced by you from the minute you walk in the base. Colonel Konig and Ghost.. and they'd do just about anything to get what they want... (NOTE: ALL ARTWORK IS NOT MINE AND I WILL TAG CREATORS IF I CAN FIND THEM) (AUTHOR'S NOTE: hello! I just wanted to say that I am CONSTANTLY revising and editing old chapters and new ones! So please be patient as I slowly try to shape the story I am laying out :) thank you and enjoy task force 141)

You're a new recruit on Task Force 141, and the only female on base as well. You were brought on as an extra sniper after you excelled through the ranks on your last team. Everything runs smoothly until you meet your cold, reserved, and brutally honest jerk of a lieutenant. - I do not own any characters mentioned, all rights to the creators of Call of Duty.

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝. ▨▨▨▨▨ Enemies to lovers. Grumpy x sunshine. Betrayal. Lies. Slow burn. One hell of a fight for a happy ending. ▨▨▨▨▨ call of duty: MWII & III fem!oc x simon 'ghost' riley buckiplier © 2023 ⋆｡°✩*️✮⋆｡°✩ I do not own the rights to any Call of Duty characters, only my own & the original plot to this story.

It's not my fault I have to steal to survive. But why am I now part of 141, seriously, how did I get here? Book 2 is out.

'You heard it. The soft crying of a male and you knew who it was. Ghost, your Lieutenant. It was coming from the closet in the HQ hallways. His intimidating and harsh demeanor you'd always known had vanished as you heard his sobs. Hours earlier in the cafeteria Ghost had been targeted by some higher ranks for his 'snarky' responses You felt like there was gasoline pumping in your veins, fueling you and setting your skin on fire as you itched to make them hurt. You eyes glared and your jaw clenched as you wanted nothing more than to hurt those motherfuckers, humiliate them the way they had your Lieutenant." •Slow burning relationship. •Mature/offensive language. •She/her Pronouns.

The nightmares prey on us in the night's. They aren't so scary when you are next to me. I got bored, made a story, wrote it. If this gets a good response i might drop the oneshots i have been writing as well. There will be NSFW moment's. I tried to portray the character's as close as possible to the original, but I did throw in some of my headcanons in. Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, or it's characters. I only own my original characters. Achievements: #2 in "fanfic" out of 1,08mln #2 in "fanfiction" out of 1,08mln #2 in "xreader" out of 144k #3 in "ghost" out of 43k #2 in "price" out of 49k #4 in "obsession" out of 16k #1 in "polyamory" out of 6k #3 in "callofduty" out of 2k #1 in "femdom" out of 1k Began: Sep. 05. 2023 Photo credit: FU2E7 (on twitter)