Jamie Hendricks is an AWOL Helicopter Pilot hiding in the American wilderness when suspicious helicopters are spotted over her office. Her involvement and her dark past draws the attention of Task Force 141. In exchange for not getting court martial, she is recruited and trained to be a killer just like her enigmatic, dark, guiltless new lieutenant... while she fights off the demons of her past while trying to fight for her future, she's drawn into Ghost's darkness and he's drawn to the flame she continually hides from him. Light and dark collide like fire and gasoline, explosions and death are bound to follow.
This story is based completely off of the COD MWII game, along with parts of the story of my own included. I do not own nor created any characters from the game. Written from Jamie's POV with some of Ghosts POV.
TW: Please be aware, this story includes references to sexual assault, graphic violence, murder, cursing, blood, torture, graphic descriptions of sex, smut, mutual pinning (18+ ONLY)
This is a SLOOOOOOOOW BURN. Enemies to squad mates, squad mates to lovers... very little fluff, lots of angst.
Siren | A Ghost x Reader x König Call of Duty Fanfiction
33 parts Ongoing Mature
33 parts
Ongoing
Mature
Slow burn, enemies to lovers fanfic.
"Touching you was a bad idea."
"The worst you've ever had."
"Maybe I should stop."
"If you do, I'll never forgive you."
What happens when a blast from the past is the reason I get reassigned to Task Force 141? I was very clearly NOT what the men of 141 were expecting. I am not the man they thought was joining their group. Chaos ensues as we are tasked with tracking down four stolen missiles. Being teamed with these men was not what I was expecting. Especially catching the eyes of two notorious masked men.