A brilliant but guarded 22-year-old operative codenamed Shadow joins Task Force 141 to hunt Vladimir Makarov. Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley instantly distrusts her. Too young, too confident, too much of a wildcard who somehow outranks him. What begins as icy hostility and sharp clashes slowly ignites into something far more dangerous: raw attraction neither can ignore. Tense training sessions, charged rooftop encounters, and stolen moments push them closer-until the mission goes catastrophically wrong. Makarov doesn't just want the 141 eliminated. He wants his "little shadow" back-the child he stole, shaped, and broke years ago. Captured and tortured, Shadow is rescued, but the damage is done. Trust shatters. Secrets spill. Ghost, haunted by what he's learned and what he almost lost, becomes fiercely protective. In the end, it's Shadow who faces her past head-on. With Ghost at her side, she reclaims her freedom-and perhaps something more. A dark, slow-burn military romance of distrust turning to obsession, trauma, revenge, and fragile healing within the 141. Content warnings: graphic violence, torture, rape/non-con backstory (off-page but explicitly discussed), childhood SA/trauma, PTSD, dissociation, consensual rough sex, power dynamics, blood, knife play (in sexy and violent contexts)

Ripley spent her life uncovering the past, but some things were never meant to be found. Now, a war is coming. The Task Force 141 needs her expertise. But what they don't know is that she's fighting a battle of her own. Because the thing inside her isn't just waking up. It wants control. ⋆༺𓆩𓆪༻⋆ Simon 'Ghost' Riley × Fem OC Fantasy Slow burn [I do not own COD caracters, nor the Enchantress] 🥇in #taskforce (OMG?🤭) 🥇in #johnprice (hehehe) 🥇in #gaz 🥇in #ghost 🥇in #simonghostriley 🥈in #enchantress 🥉in #soapmctavish -COMPLETE-

When Johnny MacTavish returns home from deployment, the last place he expects to fall flat on his face is a dance studio. But after getting roped into picking up his twin nieces from ballet, he walks right into trouble-literally. You, their no-nonsense, glitter-covered dance teacher, who is not impressed by his boots on your polished floor, his tattoos, or his charm. Naturally, he's obsessed. This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader TW: Blood, Knives, Guns, Sex, Language, Stalking, Torture, Abuse, Manipulation, SH, Drugs, Pills You can imagine Ghost how you love him. 💜 Blurb: 🪻🪻🪻 Lynx, the best of the best. An asset who handed us intel no one else could find. One day, the messages stopped. No contact. Days stretched into weeks, weeks into months. Our missions started failing without Lynx's intel. So my team and I made a decision, even though our contract had one clear rule: Never try to find out who they are. Our only lead brought us to the deepest woods in Poland, to a hidden prison. That's how I got assigned by my Captain to get inside. I don't know their face, name. No one does... But I have to find them. Before what they know becomes a weapon. 🪻🪻🪻 AN: I'm BACK, with a new story. I'm so freaking exited for it. Englisch is not my first language. This story is completly my idea, meaning I don't follow the story and plots from the games. Complete Standalone. I hope you'll like it, I love it. *nervous chuckle* Likes and Comments are very welcome, please be kind tho 💜 xoxo, Alex Book 2

Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader CW: Indirect mentioning of Violence, Blood, Guns/Knives, Sex, Death, Abuse AN: Englisch is not my first language, and this is my first ever story to write. Also, I did play CoD but this story does not follow the plot of the games, because I'm bad at following stories. This means everything is mostly made up. I took 2 and a half weeks to think of good plottwists for this story. So don't worry, it won't be boring;) I love to leave hints behind btw. PS: To avoid any confusion, the first chapters are in second pov because she doesn't own her life, chapter 7 starts with first pov because she is kinda free from her father, I hope it kind of makes sense.❄️ (Also, it's slow burn, really slow burn. Anythig for the plot i guess.) VLADIMIR VILE IS NOT MAKAROV!!!! Blurb: 🌹 Ella Vile, known to the world as Frost, is the cold and lethal weapon of her father, Vladimir Vile, a ruthless man who builds his power by destroying bases and breaking soldiers to fuel his ambition. Raised to be a tool of war, Ella's loyalty to him runs deep, even if the cost of that loyalty is her humanity. On a mission to scout a military base, she's caught by the TF141, a group known for their relentless pursuit of enemies like her. Taken captive and forced into interrogations, Ella's world shatters as she is pushed to the edge. But when the TF141 discovers her diary, everything changes. The pages, they contain the emotions, memories, and vulnerabilities that Ella has buried deep within. As the team reads her words, they begin to see her not as the monster she's been trained to be, but as the broken girl beneath the armor. But trust is fragile in this world, and Ella finds herself torn between her duty to her father and the strange, new bond forming with her captors. Will she stay loyal to the man who raised her, or will the truth in her diary expose a side of her she never knew existed? 🌹 I reallyyy hope you'll give me and this story a chance! ❤️❤️ Boo

After the sudden passing of your father you follow in his footsteps as founder of The Shadow Company. However, what your beloved pops forgot to tell you before his death was that he put Phillip Graves as CEO of the company in place to handle the dirty work. And things do get quite dirty as your life is out on the line.

| A Modern Warfare (Reboot) Fanfiction - Halloween Edition | {Takes place in Under Siege - Book 1} You run. I chase. And if I catch you... I'm going to fuck you. Right here, in this woods. 💘🪖 When Charlie accepts a Halloween challenge to outrun Task Force 141 in a game of hide-and-seek, she's not just playing for pride but playing to outsmart the wolf himself: Captain John Price. Clad in a red cloak and a sweet smile, she slips into the shadows, dodging her hunter's pack-Soap, Ghost, Cam, Gabby, Gaz, and Levi. But beneath the teasing and tactics lies something darker and primal: a predator who always claims what's his. Victory earns her one request. She asks for something simple like "Take me to your bar." But stepping into his world means stepping into danger and desire. From gritty alley bars to moonlit forests, her Halloween turns from playful to possessive, from sweet to sinful. With each step, she draws out the man behind the uniform and stokes the fire beneath his skin. But when the game turns carnal under the stars, she'll have to decide. Is she just a girl in a red hood? Or will she be taken hard by a wolf? Full moon. Breathless chase. Two hearts that burn in the dark. ~ ROMANCE LEVEL: 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 ~ ✅ COMPLETE IN OCTOBER 2025 ✅

You and your daughter moved into a new house in a quaint neighborhood. Your next-door neighbor? Captain John Price. John Price x Fem!Single!Mom This fic is intended for 18+ readers only and may contain mature themes, explicit content, and adult situations. Please read at your own discretion. I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR IDEAS FROM SORCE OF INSPIRATION

#1 in Simon Ghost Riley rating 03.02.25 #1 in Price, Soap, COD rating 03.02.25 #11 in "Ghost" rating 17.01.025 She illuminated Task Force 141 with her presence like the bright sun on a hot summer day, but who could have thought that she could be a traitor? Having entrusted her with his past, finding a friend in her, he is forced to beat the information out of her, sparing neither strength nor blows. #20 in #Ghost 15.01.2025 #2 in #Price 15.01.2025 An excerpt: A small ritual she had been repeating for the past few days seemed foolish to many. Sometimes, even to herself. "Lor," a quiet voice behind her made her flinch. "You know the base is already lit up. There's no need to leave him a light on." "I know," she briefly glanced at all the lights around. Her tiny lamp made no physical difference amidst all that brightness. "It's a sign, Keegan. Leaving a light on for those who are supposed to come home." "You're waiting for him despite everything he's done to you? After all the pain you've been through?" he touched the bruise on her arm, fully aware that there were more she kept hidden. "Yes." Slow burn. Strangers to lovers to enemies. Cover : @irodawrites

Rowan Gunn has no home, no roots, only assignments. She was trained to show up when things fall apart, fix the mess, and then vanish before anyone can get too attached. Her past always tags along like an uninvited guest, but she keeps going because that's what she does best. Until Task Force 141. What should've been another mission drags on, tying her to a team she was never meant to stay with and to a Captain she's definitely not supposed to want. Now her past is back, and if it doesn't break her, it might just break everything else. Sniper. Interrogator. Survivor. Certified pain in the ass.