Codghost Stories

you're a soldier working with 141, and a certain Lt catches your attention. As well as you catch his. (Angst, eventual smut, fluff)

You inherited your aunts old house ten years ago, and now it was finally time to move in. A decade of abandonment clearly shows, but there is more to these walls than you initially thought... Strange noises, unexplainable drops in temperature and you could swear there was a pair of eyes watching you from the shadows. --- This story is safe for work! No restrictions apply, so have fun reading! Please still mind the following warnings: mentions of death, scary themes (if you get scared easily) PIC CREDIT: @gh0sted4life on TikTok

❝ You only love the image of me you've created inside your head.. you never truly loved me,.. . . . did you? ❞ α gнσѕт ησνєℓ . ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇʀꜱ ! ៚ All characters in the story (except oc') belong to the developers of Call of Duty. ៚ Further chapters may contain mature themes so please read w/ caution. ៚ Please do NOT steal the storyline. ៚ May or may not rewrite soon. . 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟕/𝟐𝟓/𝟐𝟒 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝: 𝟎𝟕/𝟐𝟓/𝟐𝟒 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 :

The world made noise even in silence. Even there, within the cold walls of the base, amid the buzzing neon lights and distant footsteps, Simon couldn't find peace. He was used to it. The noise was inside him now: fractured voices, flickering memories, the sound of his own breath beneath the mask - as if to remind him he was still alive. And how much he didn't want to be. He had seen too much. Done too much. Far too much. And yet, there was her. Not like the others. Not like those who show up only to flee at the first sign of a storm. She didn't run - not even when he became the storm. She simply stayed. She didn't say too much. She didn't ask too many questions. But there was a steadiness in her eyes that disarmed him more than any rifle ever could. A simple, unwavering truth. Like a star that doesn't shift, even when the whole universe writhes around it. Simon would never admit it - not even to himself. But just knowing you were there - in the mess hall, in the corridors, out in the field - was enough to let him breathe a little easier.

- in which Grim remembers, feels and observes while Ghost recovers two days after their mission to Russia. [part VI of Callsign: GRIM]

Recently a war zone has spread to your village, most of the village has evacuated however you insisted on staying behind to take care of the house you grew up in. One night you lay in bed listening to the rain hitting the roof and the not so distant gun shots firing rapidly when you hear pounding on the door. In your silk night gown you creep down the hallway, barefoot and gripping a bat for safety. Who could be here at this time? There weren't many people remaining here and it's dangerous out.

Izuku Midorya was betrayed by Class 1A and the UA staff. Deku was arrested and heading to Tartarus, but not today someone comes to save him. No one noticed Izuku is the son of Diego Almagro the founder of the Federal party of the Federation until he was assassinated by a hero from Japan. The Federation government was so angry and authorize to erase their quirk during anti-quirk sentiment by using an antidote. When the era of Quir was weakened, the world heroes and villains that depended on them collapsed. In their wake, the Federation of the Americas began to rise and face the danger of the new enemy.

OmegaVerse 141 is made of Alpha's. The best of the best with a single Apex Alpha who has never taken a mate. But one Alpha...isn't as she seems.

This story is made out of boredom and I think I need to make my oc more

in a world filled with quirks a boy was born quirkless while his family had powerful quirks. the world turned on him neglected, bullied, outcast of society will he end it all or will he advance into a new form of warfare.

I don't own the game

Phillip Graves X Reader You are general shepherds daughter, you just graduated from West Point military academy. You get hired on working for the shadow company as intelligence. You were prepared for war, strategies, and working behind the scenes. Falling for your fathers best soldier was not on the list. "Talk to me sweetheart" "Hey! Be careful up there fly guy" ⚠️Mature scenes and trigger warnings (war, death, torture, adult situations, smut).

A crossover between Warhammer 40K, Duke Nukem, Doom, Call of Duty, Blue Archive, and more. An insane creator once thought of having various characters meet in another world. And this is the result. Disclaimer: The author does not own anything in this story. Fictional characters and settings used belong to their respective owners. Warhammer 40K belongs to Games Workshop, Doom to Id Software, Duke Nukem to 3D Realms, Call of Duty to Activision, and Blue Archive to Nexon.

You sign up for a care package program for soldiers

After Rorke took logan, it took us 5 months to get him back. It's been a year and he still seems a little off from time to time. Rorke was still our enemy but he's been off the radar. Then we hear of a new unknown mercinary, related to Rorke? We don't know until we encounter it for our selves.

this guide will help you survive many games that i play 24/7...i will share some of my experiences I've had in gameing.you can also request some game tips and glitches.

This project focuses on my original character, Crypt, and her relationships with the members of Task Force 141. Please note that this fanfiction is set in the Modern Warfare era, with slight alterations to the canon storyline. The version of Ghost depicted here is based on the 2022 remake, not the original 2009 character, as their backstories differ significantly. The story is made of several short stories. These chapters are not strictly chronological; some span multiple years, some overlap with others, and the timeline may shift between events. This work is purely fictional and loosely set in an alternate universe where certain canon events, such as Soap's death, do not occur. It is intended for entertainment purposes only. I am not a professional writer; I simply enjoy bringing my ideas to life through short stories. Please approach this fanfiction with an open mind and respect for creative interpretation.