Simonriley Stories

Not your usual Makarov story-no abuse here. Even villains deserve a shot at love. Well... maybe a little abuse, but only in pleasure. (If you came from my other book: Behind The Mask, welcome back my lovelies😏🔥) Left for dead. Betrayed. Forgotten. She was once Ghost's shadow -lethal, unreadable, half her face hidden behind a mask no one questioned. Until they did. Shot and abandoned, she clawed her way back from death, buried everything but her name... Vesper. A ghost with no loyalty. No mercy. Now she moves through Vladimir Makarov's empire cold, precise, unstoppable. And then... he notices her. Not a pawn. Not something that breaks. Something dangerous. She was never meant to matter. Never meant to get close. But one moment changes everything. Because Makarov doesn't love gently. And once he decides she's his- There is no escape.

A bakery becomes a safehouse for TF141 Y/N never expected war to follow her home Ghost was never meant to stay But he starts staying anyway Read this to find more ♡

𝙰 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍, 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚊. 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 th𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚢𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛? 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚝, 𝚂𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚗 "𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚝" 𝚁𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛?

Insane. That's what the other soldiers called Analaya. She was almost... too happy to be there, in the midst of chaos, killing. Slipping out of 'suicide' missions, bruised and bloody, but always alive. Always smiling. And always alone. Until one night there's a fault - and it leads Laya to meeting a team just as messed up as her. 'There's no better place for crazy than 141.' ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ But among finding friends in her new task force, she also finds stronger feelings - hate - for her Lieutenant; Simon Riley. He's always there, with his dry remarks and watching eyes. But she hates him because he sees something behind her unbreakable facade. She had ran. Maybe... technically 'missing' to some. And Ghost continues to uproot her of her old life, bringing up memories that were supposed to remain forgotten, bringing up problems. Problems that cause her to stumble. And Laya never falls. So begins her descend to madness and wrath. ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 .ᐟ Analaya knew why she was here... And this was the last place they'd look for her.

The fate of humanity is near, and these 3 will be your saviours.

You get stuck in a compromising position and Ghost helps you out. 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕞𝕦𝕥

Spirityus joins 141 after orders from Kate. But who is he? How does he know Kate and why is she so adamant that he joins the Task Force despite a very concealed and doubtful past? Hey, so uh this is actually a long ass big fat draft. I need constructive criticism and opinions as its been such a long time since this account has been active (a long time since I wrote stories lol). I'll take this down once I've made up my mind, and either trash it or continue it.

They came looking for adventure, but found a dead city full of monsters. Joe's friends died one by one. She was supposed to be food, but somehow, she survived. Why? Because one of the monsters looked at her differently. Simon - a hulking mutant with a skull mask for a face - doesn't just protect her. He's obsessed with her. She is his fixation, his purpose, his possession. He won't let her go, even at the cost of his own life. Dark romance set against a horror backdrop. A story about finding yourself in a cage that becomes the only safe place. And about a monster for whom the word "mine" isn't a threat - it's a promise. Simon Riley x OC

In which she is saved by a lone biker.

You're the newest addition to task force 141. Skilled. disciplined. trusted. You've worked too hard to lose focus now- but then there's captain John Price. Older. Unreadable. Off-limits. You try to keep your distance. And, so does he. But in close quarters, lines blur. And duty's orders aren't the only thing being followed...

Icarus, a faceless member of Taak Force 141, suddenly has his face revealed with a mission gone wrong. It doesn't seem to bother him, but now he's staying at the 141 base of operations, and it seems to bother someone else. TW//////// blood, death, torture A Call of Duty Fanfic (possibly a Ghost x Character; dunno yet.) All characters, except for Icarus and Amanda, and it takes place after the MW2 campaign (spoilers). Since we don't know what happens after it (yet) I took some inspiration from past games as to what may happened with some characters (i.e. Graves, Shepard).

Iris 'Sabbath' Wilson was never meant to end up here. Once a golden girl of Canadian hockey, an Olympic champion, and a relatively decent nursing student, her path was set. Well, that was until she chucked it all in the trash and enlisted in the Canadian Armed Forces as a combat medic. As whispers of a twisted experiment turning both soldiers and civilians into mindless machines of malice, Sabbath finds herself transferred to a new unit. They're elite, untouchable, the best-of-the-best. They're Task Force 141. And now, she has to leave her found family in JTF2 behind, fly across the pond, to join a new team. As she steps out of a world of hostage rescues and MedEvacs and into a world of black ops and off-the-books directives, Sabbath must prove she belongs, not just to the infamous 141, but to herself. With every mission, broken bond, and hauntings waiting just in the shadows, she's forced to stare herself in the mirror, both past and present. And, maybe, she'll learn to see... and to be seen by another.

SFW ONLY NOTICE: weaponised has been moved to it's own book FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸

"I didn't forget about that attitude you gave me earlier." My face went red as he looked at me in the mirror. I shook my head. "I didn't have an attitude." I snapped "Oh? There it is. Y/N is being a bad girl huh.." I bit my lip as his hand came to my inner thigh. I leaned against the sink and my legs trembled. Simon Riley & Y/N Fan fiction, it's kinda old and rushed so it's quite shitty but I hope you thirsty ghost simps enjoy (me too, me too)

Simon Riley. One of the best soldiers has gone mad. Locked up in a psychic ward, no psychiatrist seems to be able to help him. But what happens when Y/n is assigned to him? will she give up on him?

Tôi đói hàng textfic + call of duty mà không có ai cook, thêm cả chủ yếu là không hợp gu nên tôi tự thân vận động.. Có ship char x oc, nhưng không chơi harem vì tôi chỉ simp mỗi Keegan P Russ mà thôi=) Tổng hợp mấy char từ MW và Ghosts Ship: Keegan x Sari (oc) Alex x Farah (tui cưng hai người này vl) OOC! Nếu không thích thì xin đừng nhấp vào pls

Y/N is a medic who lost her love through her line of work. She stops doing what she does best and goes on a break. After three years she gets a call of an old work friend, and has to decide wether or not she'll join the team that they are making or to say no and live a life of peace and quiet. Whilst on the team she meets a cold lieutenant. Best known as Simon "Ghost" Riley. He's cold and harsh towards her, and makes it known that he doesn't want her there. But as time goes on he starts to like her and slowly warm up to her. Read the book to find out the rest hope you enjoy 😘

- in which after Las Almas, the 141 are branded terrorists, Soap is alive but badly injured, and Price makes a call he hoped he would never have to make to keep all of them alive. Lucky them, the person he called had more than enough space, and she even called for backup.

Y/N was once a fully fledged member of Task Force 141. Shaped by years of deployments, loss, and survival alongside the very people who became her found family. Together, they endured impossible missions and forged bonds built on trust, sacrifice, and shared violence. But over time, that family unraveled. One by one, they were taken, until Y/N was the only one left standing in a world that had already stripped her of everything she loved. In the end, she died too. And she believed that was it. The final page closed. But instead, she wakes up again. Not as a soldier. Not as someone who has already lived and lost everything. But as a recruit. Young. Unscarred. Back at the beginning of it all, standing at the starting line of a life she already remembers ending. Now she is left with an impossible question hanging over every breath: is this some cruel, looping punishment meant to break her further... or a second chance disguised as a miracle, offering her the one thing she never thought she would have again... time to change what was lost? OR Pov: You hate goodbyes.

Hey, author here. This is just a fun thing. Haven't written anything since high school and noticed a lack of the whole tf 141 things on the site.