The whole time helping him you couldn't stop but notice the way he looked at you, especially your back side when you leaned down to put the bags on the ground. "Thank you rookie. Good luck" A last smile on his lips before you walked back to your group. God, he really was beautiful. Hoping to see Kyle again you thought about contacting your uncle trying to get more intel about the gorgeous stranger. _____________________ Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick slow burn. TW: Mention of Smut, Death, Gore, hateful speech, War, Weapons more to come in the chapters. She/her Pronouns No description of skin colour, height, body type etc. reader is their own person if either you want to imagine yourself or an OC feel free. No description of civil clothing style as to my best abilities I am not fluent in english, mistakes will happen don't be shy and tell me if any major mistakes appear. Active cod player here, book will be based on the story and a made up storyline. Has parallels to my Desire of love soap x Reader fanfiction. Book has no spoilers just description of past character development.

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You were leading an honest, quiet, boring life as a young translator. That was before your dear aunt, Kate Laswell, asked for a big favor, which is helping Captain Price to go undercover in Russia to hunt down an infamous millionaire terrorist, Anton Belaev. As Price's wife. This is no easy task, going all the way to Moscow with a man you've only heard about from your aunt. Your first meeting with the Captain was not positive, which only created tension between the two of you. {does not follow the campaigns} {female reader}

Ghost looked around," Soap, do you copy? " He spoke in his transceiver, he waited a few seconds' before pressing the button again trying to get a connection through to his Mate," Soap? Do you copy? Where the hell are you?" A shaking and sobbing soap answering" Ghost I need your help, y/n was hit I don't know where I am, I just ran trying to save her." Another sob followed" She isn't responding I don't know what to do, there is b-blood everywhere" Ghost eyes growing bigger "Alejandro get your men out of here I will find soap as fast as I can if I have not returned with him and y/n in 30 Minutes I want you and the rest to leave we will find our way back" Ghost said his voice Monotone, Alejandro nods after Ghost stopped him from saying another word his heavy footsteps leaving the bloodbath. "Soap, I want you to talk to me" He spoke in his transceiver. Looking around. " What can you see" "I see a gate not the one we came through, it is open" Sobbing following his words. "Okay Soap, I am on my way, keep talking to me. How is she." ____________________________________________ Johnny 'Soap' Mactavish x Fem Reader She/her Pronouns No description of skin colour, height, body type etc. reader is their own person if either you want to imagine yourself or an OC feel free. No description of civil clothing style as to my best abilities I am not fluent in english, mistakes will happen don't be shy and tell me if any major mistakes appear. Active cod player here, book will be based on the story and a made up storyline. Has parallels to my Left without Hope Gaz x Reader fanfiction. Book has no spoilers just description of future character development.

After the death of your family while you were away on a trip, your brother, Simon Riley, puts you in hiding to prevent you from being killed like the rest of your family was. New name, new appearance, everything. After a while, Simon has you join him in the military. The two of you are known as "Ghost" and "Banshee". People fear you, and for your protection, Simon and you both hide your faces from everyone. You never thought you would be able to have a normal life but after meeting a man in your 141 task force named "Soap", you decide to give the romantic life a go.

Rora Wells was one hell of a woman. A woman who left havoc and chaos wherever she went, and laughed Death in the face. That was until she met Simon Riley, who was like a cold, stone wall in the middle of the tornado she caused, unaffacted by anything and everything. But that was just the surface. Because Simon Riley learned soon enough why storms are named after people, because Rora Wells was a cold wrecking-havoc. [simon 'ghost' riley x fem!oc]