"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

A new recruit to the 141, you have to navigate the new environment while dealing with the insufferable Ghost who won't stop watching you and possessive König who quickly becomes your comfort as you set out to prove you are not the sum of your last failed mission. Slowburn and long story. Warning: Eventual smut, descriptions of past physical torture, PTSD, strong language, consensual rough smut. Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to the COD characters or COD MWII campaign story

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.

Santana was happy with her life. She had a supportive family, a great-ish income and a loving boyfriend, and she loved to help people. That was why she assigned herself to a program where she would be paired with a random soldier to be their pen-friend. Santana never knew that it was possible to fall in love with someone's words, but John MacTavish just proved her wrong. And when sunshine meets sunshine, a solar flare was guaranteed. [soap mactavish x fem!oc]

Trigger warnings: trauma; mentions of mentally and emotionally abuse, suicidal thoughts; nudity; implicit content. Age recommended is 18+ but who gives a damn about it really? Madison MacTavish, an ordinary doctor who ends up becoming a military Doctor for her brother's crew. Thats when she finally meets him, the coldest, strongest man alive. The man she falls in love with. Will she confess? Will he share her feelings?

When you and Kyle met in high school, neither of you expected to have such a long and extensive history together. The type of lore you subtly drop to your grandchildren. From making foolish promises under the shade of a plane tree to becoming soldiers ready to take a bullet for each other in a heartbeat. **"You're a tough cookie," You snorted. "Tough enough to keep you in line, maybe." "Exactly," he said with a grin, his gaze sliding over to meet yours. "We'd make a good team, yeah? You and me, back to back. Out there kicking ass and saving the world or whatever." You sat up, brushing grass off your arms. "Alright, Gaz. Let's make a deal. If one of us joins, we join together. No excuses." "Deal," he said without hesitation, holding out his pinkie. You blinked at him. "A pinkie promise? Really?" "It's legally binding," he replied, deadpan. You huffed out a laugh but didn't leave him hanging. With a roll of your eyes, you hooked your pinkie with his.** Slice of Life is an exploration of friendship, love, and the sacrifices we make for the ones we hold dear. It's a quiet tale of those moments that shape us-some of them full of regret, others full of the quiet joy of knowing you're never truly alone.

Call of Duty men come into our world and their lives change from one girl. Book 1

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

You've built an empire out of cozy vlogs, candid Q&As, and a million followers who adore how "real" you are-even when you're jet-lagged, spilling wax on your leggings, or eating takeaway in a hoodie. Manchester is just another work trip: collabs, content, and unboxings. But then you keep seeing him. The hooded masked stranger who passes you on rainy streets. He doesn't care about TikTok, doesn't ask for selfies, doesn't even tell you his name. He's steady, silent, and far too handsome for the mask and shadows he hides behind. All stories are written by me and then edited in Grammarly for phrasing, spelling, structure, and polishing. 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

Book 2 of the Hostile series, a Call of Duty- SoapxOC story. Octavia Riley had been undercover in Basra for eight months working to take down the organization that has haunted her for years. She had been here before, but never quite got close enough. Now was her chance. Before going under, she and the Scottish marksman, John "Soap" MacTavish had gotten close, closer than either of them planned. They each made a promise, hers being she'd come back to him, and his being he'd wait for her to come home, however long that would take. And now, eight months later, she was coming home. But would she return as that same woman she left as? The one she promised to return as? Or will this mission break her again, even more than the last time she went under? ***If you have not read it already, please read the first book, Hostile, before reading this one.