- in which after Las Almas, the 141 are branded terrorists, Soap is alive but badly injured, and Price makes a call he hoped he would never have to make to keep all of them alive. Lucky them, the person he called had more than enough space, and she even called for backup.

What if Fourth Wing mixed with Call of Duty? With my own spring on it. ─────── ─────── ───── "The fuck is that?" "That's not a cadet." "Should we stop it?" ".." Something other than a human bonded with a dragon. She was human, but not- in some twisted way. Not only that, she wasn't a cadet. Just someone who wandered into the area. And yet, staring into those eyes, those bright golden eyes- She wondered if maybe she could make it in the school.

They call her a weapon. An asset. A soldier built for the missions no one else survives. She has spent her life walking into darkness and walking back out alone. Because strength is easier than love. Sacrifice is easier than trust. And she would rather burn than belong to anyone. Until she was forced to work with Task Force 141. That's where she discovered that the most dangerous thing about a weapon isn't how it's forged; it's when someone sees the person beneath the steel.

They call her Hellcat. She breaks rules with a smirk, wipes the blood off her hands, and asks who's next. From the moment she walks into Task Force 141, it's obvious she's not there to behave. Ghost doesn't trust her. König can't stop staring. Keegan knows better-and touches anyway. She fights like she has nothing to lose, moves like she wants to be chased, and looks at men like she's already decided what she's going to do with them. Missions blur into dark corners, stolen moments, and hands that shouldn't be on her-but are. Fast. Rough. Reckless. But under the bodies and sweat and heat, something is wrong. Something she's not saying. Because Hellcat isn't just a problem. She's a secret. And when the truth comes out, the team won't be asking if she belongs there. They'll be asking if they should've killed her the moment she arrived. #1 in callofdutysmut

A military nepo baby starts her own private military company to prove that she is more than just a privileged brat. But her company gets hired by the United States marine crops alongside the shadow company-some assholes she has been head-to-head with since the dawn of time, to get some nuclear codes and it just turns into a dick-measuring contest.

GHOST / SOAP X OC 'Nothing can prepare you for war. For the death, the carnage, the trauma.' At least, that's what they say. But for Jessie Harrison, it was something she was about to get a taste for. Long gone are the days when she could remain in her office, behind the scenes, dealing with the aftermath of these silent wars. No, she was about to thrown right into the life she had been training for. Facing down her demons, her past and enemies that wanted to destroy the world that she and her team were trying to protect. Between the missions and the battles, fighting for her life, somehow Jessie found herself stuck in a situation where there was no right way out of and a team she was desperate to protect. Would everything come crashing down around her? 》》》☆《《《 WARNING 18+ CONTENT⚠️🔞 • Violence • Language • Sex • S/A • Mental health issues

"Crow isn't a hero. She isn't a soldier. She's 25, brilliant, lethal, and always three steps ahead. Tasked with cleaning up the things no one else can touch, she navigates a world of shadows, betrayal, and deadly secrets. But when General Shepherd brings her into a high-stakes operation with Task Force 141, she's forced to confront a past she's long buried - and a team that just might see who she really is." © 2026 [ Mastermind123]. All original content belongs to the author. Fan-inspired elements belong to their original creators.

It's been almost a year since the outbreak, since the world fell to ruin, since the anarchists came out of the woodworks to take advantage - since Jack found herself in a crowded studio apartment with 9 men. She was their medic, they were her patients. They'd fight the world to keep her safe.

Lily Samwell is the baking daughter of General Samwell of the British Army. When he asks her to bring him dinner one day, she shows up on the base and comes across a brutish man in a skull mask. A man her father has always told her to stay away from. But something about that man draws Lily in, makes her want to see past that skull mask. And maybe, just maybe, he'll let that mask slip for the pretty baker. Author has never played these games. Please forgive. Requested By PearlHearts

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