Ghostcod Stories

Your life is gray, quiet, forgettable - you work an office job you hate and live in an old, tiny apartment you can barely afford in a shitty neighborhood. Your neighbor, Mr. Riley, is cold, quiet and impossible to read. He helps out a few times - carrying heavy boxes, fixing things - but never sticks around long enough for a thank you that he doesn't even seem to want. Every conversation ends in silence, every interaction feels wrong. Then his face appears on the news. He's not just unfriendly - he's a wanted fugitive, linked to multiple murders and armed robberies for which he wore a skull mask to hide his identity. Shaken but relieved he's gone, you try to move on. Until the news breaks that he has escaped.

Die for you, Kill for you.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁*ੈ𑁍༘⋆ She was crafted into a weapon before she ever learned to be a child. He became a monster to survive his war. Now the battlefield forces them together-two shadows circling, clashing, burning. When Simon uncovers the truth behind Anastasia's stolen childhood, he breaks the one rule he's lived by: don't get close. And when she finally cracks in front of him, neither knows whether they're destroying each other... or saving each other. Some ghosts haunt. Others guard. And some fall in love. ----- I DO NOT own any CoD characters.

This is a male reader fic but can be read as gender neutral! There maybe some error grammar because this is my first time writing this, hope you enjoy!

You've just joined task force 141. What will happen from now on? Simon "ghost" Riley x reader fanfic May contain nsfw themes.

the task force (and maybe others) meet the K9 instrutor who seems lovely.. His dog? Not so much (first ever fic so yeah! Sorry if its bad lol)

Y/n L/n is the first female captain of the special ops in Task Force 141. She is currently dating the lieutenant, Simon "Ghost" Riley. What happens when a mission leads to problems in their relationship? What happens when a threat comes into the relationship? What happens when the enemy tries to recruit one of the best captains' the world has seen? Will the couple hold on for dear life or will they crumble?

Ghost x reader. Y/N and ghost.

Simon "Ghost" Riley was shot and lit on fire in 2016, yet still stood alive and active in 2022. What happened to him and how did he survive the betrayal and execution planned out by General Shepherd? This Fanfic will tie off that loose end. Meet Dr. Maxym Angeloff, a mystery of a loner, and a stubborn doctor to his newest patient.

Lieutenant Simon 'Ghost' Riley is a stern, cold and ruthless soldier, well known for his incredible ability, leadership and persona as "The Ghost." Lieutenant Cassiel, known as 'L.T. Angel' on the field, is a 21 year old Australian thrusted unexpectedly onto his base. Ghost's professionalism is challenged by the spunky youngster immediately, infiltrating every aspect of taskforce 141's lives.

(Brink of death) Valentina Aurora Wilson. A name popular among the recruits of the task force. Specifically, Lilith meaning death. Most known for her hand-to-hand combat skills, beauty and grace. A natural beauty indeed. It was no joke she was beautiful. Both inside and outside, a kind heart, a kind soul. Her charisma and humor made it all the more better, almost everyone liked her. Almost. What's not to like? A beauty, kind hearted, humble young woman. You'd be crazy as to not like her. The dark truth behind those charming icy blue eyes, will they be revealed?

When Task force 141 go out to celebrate a successful mission, when a waitress catches Ghost's eye. Will he succumb to his feelings and finally open up to someone after years of keeping to himself, or will he ignore these sudden feelings?

A slow-burn Call of Duty: Modern Warfare II story - told through your eyes. Book 1 and 2 combined You weren't supposed to survive that sniper's bullet. You weren't supposed to matter to him. But Ghost saved you anyway. Now, thrown together on a mission where you must pose as husband and wife, the lines between orders and desire blur. Behind the mask is a man you should never love-cold, broken, dangerous. And just when you think you can trust him... the real enemy is already watching.

You are the main medic of Task Force 141. One day, Ghost ends up being sick and you have to go to his room in order to treat him.

Grace and Ghost just get off of a very hard mission and go to the bar to relax. (This is a oneshot and my first book. If there are grammer or spelling errors I'm sorry. Also Grace is an OC, I can't with y/n so I just made up a character.)

Various oneshots of wide variety, will include; hurt/comfort, hurtnocomfort, crackshots, romance no plot, romance with plot, character death, serious character injury, mentions of physical abuse, mental disorders, trauma, and of course lots and lots of lovey dovey shit. *I do take REQs, Criticism and, Input of any kind. I would appreciate if pro/comshippers stayed off my posts! I will not be writing anything that is considered 'Taboo' as most of it makes me uncomfortable.

Your a new recruit, let's see how you do!

<p>She was the Rosaria.<br /> The Living Cross.<br /> The flesh-made covenant between Heaven's silence and Earth's hunger.<br /> They called her the Consecrated Lamb, the chosen wound, the girl crowned in thorns who walked barefoot through ash to remind the world what obedience costs.</p> <p>All her life, she condemned in the name of the Shepherd -<br /> not a metaphor, not a spirit, but a father of blood and a god of flesh,<br /> a man who preached fire with honey on his tongue and touched salvation with hands that reeked of salt and iron.<br /> She was born beneath the vaulted shadows of his sermons, cradled in incense and screams,<br /> her name whispered like a hymn and a threat.<br /> To be Rosaria was to die beautifully, over and over, for others.<br /> To kneel until the bones bled.<br /> To smile through the sting.<br /> To be watched. Touched. Worshipped. Broken.</p> <p>She had never known a world without devotion.<br /> Without discipline. Without divine pain to stitch her skin to her soul.<br /> She did not dream. She recited.<br /> She did not cry. She repented.<br /> And when her body trembled, it was called ecstasy.</p> <p>So when Task Force 141 breached the gates of her sacred prison,<br /> when boots shattered relics and bullets sang through stained glass,<br /> she did not scream. She did not flee.</p> <p>She stood still.</p> <p>Barefoot in the dust.<br /> Eyes open like wounds.<br /> Lips sealed like a tomb.</p> <p>And martyrs do not run.<br /> They await the knife.</p> <p>But Ghost - the soldier with the skull for a face,<br /> the man who carried death on his back like a second spine -<br /> was not the executioner she had been promised.</p> <p>He did not speak in scripture.<br /> He did not thirst for her blood.<br /> And when he looked at her, it was not with hunger, nor pity, nor awe -<br /> but with something far more dangerous.</p> <p>Recognition.</p> <p>As if he, too, had knelt before an altar that never loved him back.<br />

Male reader is traumatized and he forcefully refuses Ghost and Soap's affection even in his sleep. Later, Soap found out something horrible going on with him and told Ghost about it.