Following the success of the 141, it becomes necessary to expand. Price, pre-occupied with following leads, tasks each of the men in turn to find a suitable addition from their batch of recruits. It's Ghost's turn, and he finds the perfect fit. Simon "Ghost" Riley x Reader, slow burn, 18+

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

This story is inspired/based on the storyline from MW2. It loosely follows the original storyline of MW2 but it isn't super accurate. This is an x Ghost story so bare with me through the first few chapters 😭 This is a sorta slow burn so like i said bare with me yall

First book 🏒. Starting college was supposed to be Violet Vale's escape plan. New country. New city. New campus. And then there's Ethan Maddox-tattoos inked like warnings, that infuriating smirk, and a six-foot-five presence that fills every room like he owns it. Her brother's best friend. Her worst enemy. And now? Her accidental shadow at Northbridge University. Violet's spent years trading insults and eye-rolls with Ethan, ever since he became an honorary part of her family. But there's nothing brotherly about the way he looks at her now-or the way her pulse reacts when he calls her Vi like it's some kind of challenge. He's cocky. Infuriating. One year older. And the only person on campus who makes her feel anything at all. They're not friends. Definitely not something more. But the line between hate and something far messier is starting to blur. And when hearts get tangled... Someone's going to fall. Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.

| Simon "Ghost" Riley x female oc | Angel was more of a shadow than a real soldier. Working on jobs that required secrecy that usually involved a mess nobody else seemed to be able to clean up, except for her. Being cut off the world outside of military since she was nineteen she's trying to figure out what her real role in the world really is. As she approaches the age of fifty the answer seems to be further away than ever before. She's busy attending to her own business and haunting the ghosts from her past. Until the request of her old friend to help during one of the missions of task force 141. For the world to stay clean there has to be someone getting their hands dirty after all. This book is a slow burn to the best of my abilities. I Content warnings in the first part. I Book is not meant for anyone under 18 years old!

At 16, you've joined the Army Foundation College, and by 21, you're in SAS selections, just to end up getting assigned Temporary Duty as "logistical support" for a small task force base. Because apparently, the task force got too busy to clean the base and cook. So, in less formal words, the equivalent of a Combat-Certified Maid. not what you expected when you got called in for your first assignment, but with your career held over your head, you take the job. even less expecting the masked tactical beast you'll face at the front door...

A man that's more behind his mask. __________________________________________ Just a short story of a comforting moment between the reader and Simon! !!WARNING!! This is my first publish, won't be the best but hopefully I can get suggestions on how to improve my writing! Other than that enjoy! This was my own idea, unless there is another story out there that I don't know uses this plot. This is my first small piece I'm publishing in hopes of becoming an author on day.

Roses are red, violets are blue Come closer to me, I will kidnap you. Stačila len malá chvíľka nepozornosti a život sa jej zmenil od základov.

Svet sa zmenil na nepoznanie. Pred piatimi rokmi skončila vojna, ktorá zabila niekoľko miliárd ľudí. Vojna obrala ľudí o ľudskosť. Medzi tými, ktorí prežili, sa šíri strach a nepokoj. Už nemôžeš veriť nikomu. Na svete zostalo len pár ľudí... Tí, ktorí sú nakazení Násilné gangy, ktoré medzi sebou bojujú o všetko, čo má čo i len nejakú hodnotu. A ona.