With a threat growing in the shadows, Lieutenant Drew "Daisy" Farrell is sought out for TF141, an elite squad of soldiers trained to deal with the world's most serious threats. The transition onto the team goes smoothly, except for the animosity between her and her fellow task force Lieutenant. Despite the anger between them, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley --the grumpy-ass, arrogant, rude, frustrating, control freak of a man-- manages to distract her with his coffee-colored eyes and sinful touches, leaving her cursing him in more ways than one. But as the target terrorist organization avoids their grasp, he shows her exactly what she can have if she simply listens. ⁂ For anyone else who is feral over Simon Riley and enemies to lovers, this is for you ;) This story contains a lot of smutty chapters, however, there is still plenty of plot to go along with it. Chapters will be noted if they have smut... in case you're curious... This story does NOT follow the video games, ie. Soap's not dead <3 CW: cannon level violence, swearing, explicit sex, threats and inuendoes referring to SA *Warnings will be posted at the top of chapters. Excerpt: He turned to her then, stepping close enough that he brushed against her knees. "Is it possible for you to keep your mouth shut?" he asked lowly. "What? Am I getting on your nerves?" His eyes narrowed at her. "You're gettin' close to an ass-chewing." "Can't handle a little banter, sir?" "You're insubordinate." "And you're sensitive." He let out a frustrated growl. It only served to encourage her. "You wanna take that thing off? It's hard to tell how you're feeling without seeing your face." A very obvious lie, especially when his eyes showed her everything she needed to know. He was pissed.

Simon Riley x OC 𝑹𝒐𝒔𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒐𝒏, a specialized military medic, transferred to the skilled SAS unit: Task Force 141. She's agile, an expert, quick on her abilities, fiesty and strong - yet the most soft hearted woman on Earth, out of the field. Other than finding difficulty in picking up her own fragments and sticking them together to find a sense, she meets the complicated lieutenant of her team; a cold hearted man, who tries, forces his best to keep her away. But for what reason? Simon seems to be hiding something too precious. INCLUDES: - VIOLENCE - BLOOD - DEEP DESCRIPTIONS - SMUT (not suitable for minors) - MATURE LANGUAGE - ANGST NUMBER #1 in: Price [ 04-11-24 ] NUMBER #2 in: Gaz [20-11-24] NUMBER #2 in: Ghost [31-08-25]

A choice lingers-dangerous, inevitable. As Task Force 141's sniper, you've earned your place beside Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. But war shifts, and with it comes him. König. A hooded specter, unreadable, his presence just as commanding as the masked man already watching your every move-Ghost. Two shadows. Both relentless. Both drawing you in. Loyalty. Temptation. Fate. One will consume you. Who will it be? *Disclaimer* This is a fan fiction. I do not own anything but the character of "Zero" aka the reader and her story line. I do not own the COD story or it's characters. There will be violence and 18+ scenes in this story so please proceed with caution. The story will not follow the stories lines/missions from the game but will be made up of different missions. I do hope you enjoy!!

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

A killer. That is who you truly are. Unable to love and run away from your past and future. But the moment you meet Ghost you start to change. And you can't stand that feeling. They call you Heroin. People admire you. They want to own you. But not Ghost. Will Y/N and Ghost get their happy ending or is this just the beginning of another tragedy? Slowburn! Simon Ghost Riley x Female Reader Started: the 24th of November Completed: the 12th of May

"It's like I'm a puppet in some sort of sick, twisted story." A dare. A fucking dare. That's all it took for 13-year-old Harry's life to crumble and shatter into a million pieces. 5 years later, at the age of 18 and a senior in high school, his life remains a living hell. That is until someone comes along and tries to put those broken pieces back together before they inevitably shatter again. WARNING! triggers such as suicidal thoughts/attempts/ideation, self-harm, language, bullying, homophobia, hallucinations, dissociation, anxiety, depression, self-sabotage, PTSD, hospitalization, death, and panic/anxiety attacks are present throughout the entire story. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. (these trigger warnings will NOT be stated at the beginning of each chapter)

When a young data scientist unexpectedly steals the heart of a highly sought after executive, the passion between them could lead her into a whole new world of sexual expression. Standalone in the Professional Restraint series *** After a string of one-sided relationships left her feeling unfulfilled and unsatisfied, Ella put her love life on the back burner to focus on her career. But when she is called in last minute to give a huge presentation for her business partner, she not only lands the sought after account, but catches the eye of the handsome COO, Liam. Most attention from men just sets the shy Ella on edge, but somehow Liam is the exception-the magnetic pull between them not only enlivens Ella, but he makes her feel safe. Liam is focused, driven, and extremely controlled in his professional and personal lives. Both his perfectionism and his particular tastes demand it. An experienced Dominant, Liam has rarely considered or found fulfillment in relationships with women outside of the lifestyle, but innocent, guileless Ella sets a passionate fire like nothing else raging within him. Not only is she brilliant and gorgeous, but, in her, he can sense a natural submissive despite her lack of experience. As Ella struggles with having been burned so many times before, Liam wonders if he'd ever be able to reveal the truth and be accepted. Will she be able to trust him, and even if she does, will all of him be too much to handle?

This is the first installment in a series of short stories. This is a universe built as a monument to my grief and loss. I thought you might enjoy it. This scene takes place at the climax of Roxi's and Cecil's story. He's spent five years chasing her and she's spent five years as fighting the oppressive force of the Empire. But now thats all over. He has her firmly in his grasp. And he knows exactly how to break her. Enjoy.

Have you ever witnessed something you wished you could forget? Something that could haunt you for the rest of your life? It seems almost impossible for something to haunt you for your whole life, right? Well, it's not. And this is my story...

I whimpered as I felt the cold metal touched my back. I know he's an ass but I never thought he would go as far as hurting me physically. I looked at him as he strayed towards me. "You're not going anywhere, babe."he said. He pulled my hair up and started licking my neck. Sucking it and biting. "P..please Tyler. S..stop this.", I said between my sobs. I can still feel the excruciating pain at my back but his kisses on my neck are somehow helping decrease the pain. I hate myself for thinking like this. "Say it.. say sorry for talking back at me.", he whispered menacingly. I looked at him ridiculously but immediately regretted it. "Ha. So you won't say sorry?" Without waiting for my response, he turned me to face the wall. He was holding my arms at my back. I winced when he tightened his grip. I yelped when he lift my skirt and slapped my back. "Fuck.", I groaned as I felt the sting on my lower back spread. A tear escaped my eyes, followed by a train of tears. "P-please.. Tyler..stop this.", I begged. "Ha? That's not what I wanted to hear." For the second time, he slapped my ass. It was so loud that it almost echoed in my empty room. I closed my eyes as I felt his hands slowly caressing my skin. I feel sore already. "Do you want to say something?" I bit my lower lip and tossed my pride out of the window. "I.. I'm sorry Tyler." I heard him snicker. "Sorry for what?" This is so frustrating. Yet I can't do anything but beg. "I.. I'm sorry for r-raising my voice and talking back at you." i said between my sobs. "What else?" I closed my eyes as I hear my heart beats faster. He yanked my hair. "What else?! "I'm sorry for.." I swallowed the big lump on my throat. "I'm sorry for.. n-not letting you touch m-me." "Good little step sis.", he patted my head. I heard him snicker before he pulled me for a hard kiss.