WARNING: I am in the process of editing and rewriting chapters to flow more smoothly. 12/36 Chapters Edited as of Oct 8 2025 This is a homosexual Call of Duty Modern Warfare fanfiction/romance between the characters Simon "Ghost" Riley and John "Soap" MacTavish. There may be some inconsistencies between this fic and the canonical lore, so forgive me. There will be smut, fluff, and trauma mentions, and trigger warnings will be provided. There may be spoilers for the most recent games, so apologies. Holy shit we're at #1 in COD as of January 2023 0-0

'There he is, Simon Riley.' 'There's no picture' 'Never' 'And (y/n)?' Negative. Died six years ago.' 'Laswell slide a piece of paper across the table to Price. You have a call to make'

"Why should I trust you ? You seem like you want to kill me any turn you get." "Because I'm your last resort and I see right through you like a clear glass full of water." ****** This is a female adult reader. I do not own any of the characters from MW2 or COD just to let you all know but please enjoy the story ! Also here is violence , cursing and mature themes so be aware and advised

"Fuckin' hell." - Lieutenant Simon Riley, alias Ghost

in which harry and y/n are in the same friend group but don't like each other very much - until they have a one night stand, y/n gets pregnant, and- wait, now they're having a baby?

Tessa Young is an 18 year old college student with a simple life, excellent grades, and a sweet boyfriend. She always has things planned out ahead of time, until she meets a rude boy named Hardin, with too many tattoos and piercings who shatters her plans.

"W-what are you doing here?" Aya asked. She wasn't expecting any guests, and certainly not the temporary lover that stood in her dark hallway. They smiled widely, but Anya could tell there was something more sinister behind their eyes. "Just having my dinner, can't you see?" They responded back as they took the palm of their hand and licked the blood that dripped from the tips of their fingers.

RANKINGS - #1 in johnmactavish #1 in simonriley #1 in callofdutymodernwarfare #1 in codmw #1 in activision #2 in cod - Quotes and conversations of your favourite characters from the CoD universe! 𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘔𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘯 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴! (picture above belongs to the respective artist!) • 𝙄𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨: 𝚃𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝟷𝟺𝟷: - 𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎 - 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 "𝚂𝚘𝚊𝚙" 𝙼𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚑 - 𝚂𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚗 "𝙶𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝" 𝚁𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚢 - 𝙶𝚊𝚛𝚢 "𝚁𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑" 𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚄𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜: - 𝚅𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚛 𝙰. 𝙼𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚟 - 𝚈𝚞𝚛𝚒 - 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚢 - 𝙺𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚕 - 𝙻𝚎𝚟 - 𝚅𝚒𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝙾𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜: - 𝙺𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚑 (𝙼𝚢 𝙾𝙲, 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜 "𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚝") 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎..!

Simon Ghost Riley x Fem OC. ❝I am rotten. How can you see the good in me?❞ 𝑺𝒄𝒚𝒍𝒍𝒂 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒔𝒐𝒏, a tough and cold SAS soldier, haunted by the dark past and her demons. She's back on her tracks in Captain Price's team, to catch a dangerous threat: Vladimir Makarov. But the demons are still there, in her head, around her, in everything she sees or hears, in every moment. TF141 just want to let her feel comfortable around them, to welcome her in their small family, but all she can see is betrayal. Everywhere. She's a walking mystery, cold, reserved, tempting like a siren, and Simon can't help but feel tempted by her. [ The story follows MW3's storyline, missions, characters and cities are all taken from the game except for some changes and additions I did. ] INCLUDES: - SWEARING - MATURE CONTENTS - SMUT - VIOLENCE - ABUSE TW ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ NUMBER 1# in cod NUMBER 2# in call of duty NUMBER 1# in Ghost NUMBER 1# in Simon Ghost Riley NUMBER 1# in Price NUMBER 1# in Soap

18+ | contains smut, emotional/psychological abuse, canon-typical violence | please read the first chapter for more information After a mission that didn't go exactly as planned, Ghost gets assigned a covert mission. But spying on a target who doesn't deliver is less intriguing than watching the beautiful, young woman across the street. Too beautiful to always be alone, too young to look this miserable. He couldn't help but compare you to a bird, a beautiful, magnificent one that was caged against its will, having its wings clipped by someone who didn't understand its urge to be free.