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[PLEASE READ BEFORE PURSUING STORY] Ghost needed him like he needed air to breath, so it only made sense when he had to do what was best for them. [THIS STORY IS TOLD IN A THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED, THERE ARE DARK UNDERTONES AND SIGNS OF STOCKHOLMS SYNDROME AS WELL AS PHYSICAL AND MENTAL ABUSE. ONLY READ IF YOU ARE OK TO DO SO]

He was a shadow who lurked in darkness, She was the light who illuminated his existance. He was a puzzle wrapped in an enigma, She was the bane to his existance. He was a man after his own heart, She was his heartbeat. If he was winter, she was his spring, And he couldn't face it without her. Simon Riley was no stranger to loss. From the brutal murder of his broken family, to the life of every soldier snuffed out by the bullet of a faceless enemy. Having his loved ones, his friends unceremoniously torn away from him never got any easier. It wounded him in ways that, while not visible, cut him deeper than any knife ever could. The toll it took permeated every aspect of his existance, infiltrating his sense of self and dismantling his identity. A once deeply empathetic man found himself surrendering to indifference; suffocating meaningful connections before they had time to breathe. He sought solace in detatching himself from others before they could affect him deeply enough for their eventual loss to shatter what little humanity he clung to. Over time, a callous layer formed around Simon's heart- as though an impenetrable shield encased him. Throbbing emotional wounds slowly turned into numb scars, each one an indelible mark on his soul. It felt like he was drowning; being pulled under by an invisible undertow into the depths of sorrow. Every breath became a battle, each gasp a desperate attempt to surface above the crushing waves of loss. Through the suffocating darkness, there was no tranquility. No respite from the insatiable abyss that consumed joy and drowned laughter. It wasn't any one thing that slowly began to chip away at Simon's carefully constructed walls. By the time he became the cornerstone of Task Force 141, very few people knew the man beneath it all. The real Simon Riley, that was until, she came along. Story will include slowburn and erotica. Cover pic by Tumblr: @mentovska

"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

✨Sequel of 𝕮𝖔𝖑𝖉 𝕰𝖞𝖊𝖘 ✨ After the Federation mission, you lost many of your comrades, the Ghosts unit deteriorated, so everyone had to disappear from the radar. Now, you have to return to action together with Task Force 141, something very bad happened in Verdansk and it will continue to affect everyone. But - in between fights and arguments with a certain SIMON "𝕲𝖍𝖔𝖘𝖙" RILEY he has made you feel intrigued by him, but his past holds him back...will you be able to help him overcome his past or does his past mean more than you?

You're a new recruit on Task Force 141, and the only female on base as well. You were brought on as an extra sniper after you excelled through the ranks on your last team. Everything runs smoothly until you meet your cold, reserved, and brutally honest jerk of a lieutenant. - I do not own any characters mentioned, all rights to the creators of Call of Duty.

!! BOOK 1&2 !! when your mom died you stopped bonding with anyone, when Ghost saves your life on a mission you learned you did indeed make a worthy friend, other than Gaz. sure the whole team had slowly became your friend but something about Ghost was just different to you, he had gravitated towards you, he trusted you. everyone noticed your crush on him before you did, but he would never like you, of would he?

(Simon Ghost Riley x Chubby fem user) Chubby Y/N and muscular Ghost never got along. But when war forces them together, hate turns into something impossible to ignore.

You work at a coffee shop as a summer job within your local town. However, a face - or a mask - starts to pop up regularly. You find out he's called 'Ghost' for some reason. Then, you find out he moved into the apartment across from you. What happens next? We'll just find out. top three in a couple catagories; coffee, poi and top five in a few more! please feel free to message me any spelling mistakes or grammatical errors i make and comment on any pieces of writing that you like! i love to see your comments :)

18+ | contains smut, emotional/psychological abuse, canon-typical violence | please read the first chapter for more information After a mission that didn't go exactly as planned, Ghost gets assigned a covert mission. But spying on a target who doesn't deliver is less intriguing than watching the beautiful, young woman across the street. Too beautiful to always be alone, too young to look this miserable. He couldn't help but compare you to a bird, a beautiful, magnificent one that was caged against its will, having its wings clipped by someone who didn't understand its urge to be free.

You recently joined task force 141 struggling to make friends due to anxiety,you struggle with socialising and have been struggling to sleep a-lot, your lieutenant (ghost) makes you feel intimidated and his aura is strong dragging you in.. This story contains: Sh references Anxiety/anxiety attacks Inappropriate content Eating disorder references