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DONE Ofc no shit, I don't own Call of Duty and I'm just here to write shit about it. ‼️I am aware that König and some others aren't in the same games and don't interact or even know each other. I include characters such as König and captain Price in one same story just for fanfiction purposes, I am a cod player myself. Also, this is a gay book to make it clear. So she/her users dni, just gay shit.‼️ Dont be afraid to point out some mistakes, but just keep in mind that I'll be rewriting the older fanifics Mostly Ghost and König oops My men and non binary folks are fucking starving out here, I got you guys 💪 Only bottom reader too

[𝐊ö𝐧𝐢𝐠 𝐱 𝐅!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫] ↳As you're walking around the base you suddenly feel like someone's following you. You speed up and make a quick turn. Suddenly someone comes around the corner. You grab them by their vest and push them against the wall. You look up. "König? Why are you following me?" He instantly looks away. "I... well-" You stare him down. Gripping him by his mask, you pull him down towards you. "König? Why. are. you. following. me" Your voice stern this time. His eyes widened at your proximity and immediately blushed, but his mask covered it. "Y/n, I, um-". "What's going on?" You both look to your left to see Ghost glaring with arms crossed. You instantly let König go. "Nothing, Lieutenant. Sorry for the commotion." Giving König one more glance you turn and walk away. Ghost looks down at König and sighs. "If you want her to like you following her around like a creep isn't the way". König looks down ashamed. "I know..." [ Please note that this book is fan-made, I'm using relevant pieces of information and what happened but describe it and present it my own way :> I also am using the kathy_ifnt reference on TokTok to present how König looks like *This is not canon*]

The white fox will destroy the werewolf world. It's a legend that every wolf knows. We never hunt white foxes for fear it will be the one in the legend. If a white fox burrows in your territory, it's a sign of bad luck. We all run from white foxes. We were told as pups that if we were bad, the white fox would come to our pack, and the next day, our pack would have never existed. There are laws from the elders that if we find the white fox (not that anyone wants to or will), we were to hand it over immediately. We were not to engage in conversation with it or interact with it at all. So we never expected her to come so peacefully... | "What do you want from me?" I exclaimed. He stopped walking and laughed. "You stupid fuck. I want you to stop fighting me. I want you to shut up and do what I say." He grabbed me again. My muscles tensed and I tasted blood in my mouth. My pupils were dilated. He dragged me to the kitchen again and grabbed my cup that was still on the table. "Drink. It." I grabbed the glass and took a sip. His nose crinkled. "No. Down it. Drink the whole thing." I down it and coughed again. It was so bitter and I recoiled. My head spun and I felt like I was going to throw up. I held my head and closed my eyes. The world spun so much faster when I closed my eyes. He held me under my chin. "Listen. You pissed off a powerful man while you were gone. He wants you and I'm not giving you without a price. So next week, after the paperwork is filled out, you're gonna be good. Or I'll lower that price. Do you understand?" I nodded my head as best I could but it made me even dizzier. He let go of my chin and I felt myself falling. "Now you haven't drank that much. Don't tell me you're out for the count. I haven't even gotten started with you." he grabbed a bottle of beer and handed it to me. I almost dropped it but managed to grab the bottle by the neck right before it left my hand. "Drink." Word count: 64,974

29/03/2025 : Please stop reading this, I find it do cringe now :'( LOTS of military inaccuracies. A König x male reader and original characters insert in Call Of Duty. You are a french man, engaging in the special forces, in the same base as TF141. Though you got shot once, it doesn't bother you that much. Will you be able to make friends, even if there's a giant and gaping hole in your face ? Will they be open-minded enough to accept your homosexuality ? Will you be able to get close to the socially anxious man ? ~ Presence of angst, character deaths, depiction of violence, description of wounds, light mental health issues, mention of past starving, mentions of the mean german people who were really active from 1939 to 1945, out of storyline Call Of Duty. Please note that English is not my first language and I might do mistakes, feel free to correct them though. Also, this doesn't follow any COD plot, the characters in COD might feel OOC, and I apologize for that. Surprise surprise, I don't own Call Of Duty. Started : 01/02/2023

⚠️smut warning⚠️ different scenarios with another Cod favorite 😍 These are descriptive sex scenes, please don't surprised at what you'll read it's why there's a warning. Konig is feral here Female reader Size kink! Some dub/con Stalking Violence Light degradation And unless you're 6'10, he's taller than you js I have many fan art pics, so if you recognize the artist of any pictures lmk and I'll credit them!! Cover is my interpretation of ��ö�Ծ��� 👑

Welcome aboard, Thorn. You're a fearless and talented soldier who is about to wake up in a world drowned in chaos, as if drawn out of the deepest fears of the human race, but you're not alone. ---- Don't forget to upvote if you like it, please. <3

"All I need is one shot." ✧ Simon "Ghost" Riley was a cold, heartless killer. He was untouchable, and he made his enemies cower just by hearing his name. Not you, though. Cold? Heartless? Hearing him referred to by those names would make you laugh. If anyone was demented and heartless, it was you. A menacingly precise and skilled sniper by the name "Odile," you were the one to be feared. So when you're captured and interrogated by Task Force 141 for being suspected of working with the terrorist Hassan, you're offered something you cannot pass up ─ valuable information on where to find an old friend that went missing 7 years ago by the name of König. The catch? Temporarily join Task Force 141 and help disarm a missile in Austria. ✧ [2nd Person P.O.V] [Ghost x Reader] [König x Reader] [Contains Smut] ✧ #3 in "fanfic" out of 1.4M+ #10 in "ghost" out of 55.4K+ #4 in "callofduty" out of 1,000+ #1 in "codmw2" out of 150+ #3 in "cod" out of 1,000+ ✧ Disclaimer: I do not own the Call of Duty franchise, its plot, or its characters. I only own my original characters. ✧ Began: December 20, 2022 Completed: July 4, 2023 Written during age(s): 15 yrs Full Word Count: 62k ✧ FANFICTION OF: Call of Duty

⚠️WRITTEN IN FIRST POV; I have not played the game nor do I know exact things about military, this is just for entertainment purposes!⚠️ ------------ I see Ghost turn towards me. He had shades on but it felt like his eyes were piercing through me. Ghost: "welcome to the force." His voice was even intense. I stuck my hand out to shake his, he didn't return the action. I could tell it was going to be a long day.

A choice lingers-dangerous, inevitable. As Task Force 141's sniper, you've earned your place beside Ghost, Soap, and Gaz. But war shifts, and with it comes him. König. A hooded specter, unreadable, his presence just as commanding as the masked man already watching your every move-Ghost. Two shadows. Both relentless. Both drawing you in. Loyalty. Temptation. Fate. One will consume you. Who will it be? *Disclaimer* This is a fan fiction. I do not own anything but the character of "Zero" aka the reader and her story line. I do not own the COD story or it's characters. There will be violence and 18+ scenes in this story so please proceed with caution. The story will not follow the stories lines/missions from the game but will be made up of different missions. I do hope you enjoy!!

A bunch of new faces show up around the base of Task Force 141. Kortac has been assigned to 141 for a new mission, and the captains have relieved everyone of any huge and outlandish jobs, giving everyone ample time to heal, and relax. However, things start to go downhill when a certain large man starts taking an healthy liking to you . . . . . . • • • In my opinion, I feel as if everyone knows König is not normal, but no one ever really voices it, yk? So I thought, why not make a book with him expressing his feelings for a newfound "love-interest" in the reader? One that starts off all wholesome, but gradually starts turning dark. Throughout your read, pay attention to König's odd mannerisms....