Hannah Hart is a twenty two year old woman who does every thing to survire but barely makes it each day. Living in one of the roughest areas of the UK isn't easy, low paying jobs, streets being dangerous at any time of day, and living with her Gran doesn't take any of that pressure off. Hannah's trauma ridden past has made her who she is today, growing up to fast, looking after your younger sister, it changed her and not for the better. Simon 'Ghost' Riley has also taken the brunt of life, his childhood lives in the back of his mind, haunting him as he sleeps. But, joining the SAS as a freshly eighteen year old is one of the things that saved his life. He lives alone, rarely laughs or smiles, but everyday he continues to fight, for what, he still doesn't know. So, when a new mission is presented infront of him, his interest spikes and he doesn't know why but his determination gets the better of him. Set in the world of Call Of Duty both Hannah and Ghost take on a troublesome path that causes tears, fights, yet saves both of them. Endure this path with the both of them, see betrayal, love, despair, but you'll see that there is still hope.

Guys it was my first wattpad story so dont judge 😭😭💀💀 The Story of Ghost and Yn. Yn: " Ghost NO GHOST hang on" Ghost: " I am sorry..." Yn's world is shattered when she is forced to join a new task force after her previous team is mercilessly eliminated. In this gripping tale, she crosses paths with Ghost, also known as Simon Riley, a mysterious and skilled operative. As they navigate a treacherous landscape of deception and danger, their destinies become intertwined. Will their connection be a force for good or sad? Can they overcome the obstacles that fate has thrown their way and find redemption amidst the chaos?

There was blood on my favorite jacket. I hadn't washed it. Couldn't. It was still balled up in the bottom of my closet, stuffed under a pile of clothes I hadn't touched since Germany. The red stains had gone dark by now. Dried. But I could still smell it if I got close enough-metallic, sharp, like pennies and cold rain. I stared at it every night before I forced myself to sleep. I told myself I wouldn't forget. Wouldn't move on. Wouldn't heal. I didn't want to heal. I wanted revenge. And then something inside me snapped. Simon Ghost Riley x fem Oc I won't include the missions used in the Games. I read many Ghost fanfictions and almost every has the same missions so I'm changing that. I won't have an upload plan as well. I think it would stress me and i don't want to give you half hearted chapters so please, bear with me. SLOW BURN!!! (really slow) INCLUDES: SH SA TRAUMA SUICIDE FOUL LANGUAGE (maybe smut.. Idk yet) #1 Ghost out of 1,61k #1 simonghostriley ouf of 1,22k #2 ghostxreader out of 552 #4 callofduty out of 1,94k #4 Gaz out of 1,37k #4 Price out of 1,32k #26 soap out of 1,64k

From a young age your father forced you into a life filled with death and destruction, turning you into a ruthless killing machine as an Al-Qatala soldier. Your mother always told you to do what was right, but it's been years since you've seen her, and your humanity was slowly slipping away. During a mission in Al Mazrah, you are captured by Task Force 141 and held for questioning. That's when you meet Simon "Ghost" Riley who seems to flip your world upside down. Stuck in a mental tug of war between right and wrong, as well as being forced to face the darkest parts of yourself, in the end, will you do what is right? "I know you will always do what is right, my sunflower." [Ghost x Reader] Follows the storyline of Modern Warfare II

"Isabella." I widen my eyes in shock at my name. "Simon." "Don't call me that." Ghost says, short and curt. His hand stiffens on the fork he's holding. "Don't call me that." I reply. Ghost puts the fork down rather roughly, then starts scrubbing a plate with force as if he's channeling his anger into the helpless dish. "Irritating." He says through clenched teeth, the word almost spat. I can hear his breathing through the mask now, and his voice is low. Gravelly. "Impossible." I reply, taking the plate from his hands to dry. He turns to me quickly, a little soap sloshing to the floor. I look up at him, fast. There's nothing else on the entire base other than me and him. Everything else is just background noise. "Give up, Red." "Never." He backs me into the counter, pinning me, the distance between us closing rapidly. When he's this close, less than a foot away, I really wonder just how tall he actually is. Much taller than me. The counter bites my back as his words press closer than his body. I feel a shiver ripple through me from the warmth falling in waves off his chest. Price appears in the doorway, a dark look on his face, his posture curved into a hard line. We both look over at him quickly. "New information just came in. Suit up, we're breeching tonight." •Ghost x fem •slowburn •18+ (heavy smut) •in progress (will update Tuesday's and Friday's weekly}

You and Keegan have been self proclaimed rivals since the day you met. Always trying to outdo each other, get promoted first, win training exercises and spars, you name it, and it's a competition between you. Will things ever change? Or will you be at each others throats forever? Find me on TikTok! @stellar__luna or Stellar🛸

"I didn't forget about that attitude you gave me earlier." My face went red as he looked at me in the mirror. I shook my head. "I didn't have an attitude." I snapped "Oh? There it is. Y/N is being a bad girl huh.." I bit my lip as his hand came to my inner thigh. I leaned against the sink and my legs trembled. Simon Riley & Y/N Fan fiction, it's kinda old and rushed so it's quite shitty but I hope you thirsty ghost simps enjoy (me too, me too)

Simon Riley never forgot her. She made his childhood unbearable-the girl who smiled as she tore his world apart. Now she's on his team, unaware of the man behind the mask. The man remembers everything, and with every mission, the distance between them closes. The boy she tormented is gone. He's stronger than she now... and the one who once held all the power is under his command. --- ❗️Trigger Warning: This story contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including school abuse, family abuse, substance use (such as smoking and drinking), sexual content, physical pain, blood, war, and criminal activity. Reader discretion is advised.❗️ This story is inspired by Ghost and Call of Duty, but the lore and events may not be completely accurate.

"...Who are you really?" "Wouldn't you like to know?" Harbinger, a former member of an Elite convert unit designated for infiltration and deniable operations overseas. From lasting years on with her team to working alone for various PMC's. Her one valuable mission remains clear...Keep what happened confidential. Although another mission gets her twisted into working with a group...a team. Task force 141. She meets someone in there who has to show her that maybe...there's humanity in people after all.

Althea was dangerous. She wasn't particularly large or imposing, but once you heard the Whisper of her breath, it was too late. Her ability to sneak around without alerting others, as if melting into the shadows, it scared people. She was a cold, heartless killer, and nothing more. Or so she thought. She has always looked up at the sky, loving daytime, hating the darkness, the stars that watched her suffer. But one day she meets someone that makes her love the stars. -------------------------- Althea suddenly felt, more than saw a presence behind her. Before she could whip around, there was a harsh blow to the back of her head, and her vision sparked. she watched, mesmerized as fireworks exploded in her vision. Stars swam across her sight and she reached out for them, but just as she was about to touch them they danced away. The world became darker and darker. Her radio crackled again, and she could barely hear the words. It was all this death and destruction were miles away, her reality fading. She just barely heard her name being called from the garbled sounds of the communicator. The last thing she saw was a skull, glinting eerily in the dim light of the alley. -------------------------- NUMBER 2 IN GHOST NUMBER 1 IN SIMON RILEY NUMBER 2 IN SPY [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc/Reader] Unfinished!