you were a 15 year old girl wandering the streets of a closed off city , you were looking for a place toCamp out for the night since you had nowhere to go but you can across a camp full of soldiers.... A/n - this is female reader and a FAMILY TYPE situation (no weird shit ) I also do not own any of the characters from MW2 or COD but please enjoy the story ! Also For the people who keep asking me about my child reader books about them being "ship" books , I'll say it again. MY BOOKS ATE NOT A RELATIONSHIP SHIP THING IT IS A TYPE FAMILY THING !! IVE had people ask the same thing to many times and how they thought it was like a literal adult x childreader so I had to clarify so they didn't get it twisted but it's like who even fucking does that like that is so wrong and morally wrong like why would I do that ? I always clarify before even posting the first chapters that none of my books are like that and they contain no smut or anything even as wrong as shipping a literal fucking adult with a child like what the fuck people ? I shouldn't have to clarify this but I do because people out there actually write things so wrong like that and I don't feel like getting accused of writing such fucking filthy work and to the people who actually do write that type of work need to seek professional help. There is no soft way to put this and I will not be sugar coating anything of what I said in this paragraph. Please just read the a/n's so I don't have to worry about running into issues with anything or to clarify anything.

"You're in 141 now, Ace. There's no place for being gentle here," His eyes dance across my face but come back up to my eyes as he waits for a response. I swallow the lump that has inevitably formed in my throat, "It was only training. You slammed me against a wall of a 1-by-1 closet," I lean forward, engaging in this stupid game that he has started. "Don't act like you weren't into it," He tilts his head back, his eyes showing an expression that I haven't seen on him before. • Ghost x fem • SLOWBURN • In progress • 18+ Highest ranking: #1 | Callofduty #1 | Modernwarfare #1 | Cod #1 | Simon #1 | Price #1 | Gaz #1 | Keegan #3 | Ghost #2 | Codmw2 COVERART by GhostWolf - loneghostwolf88

After years of staying from apartment to apartment during his breaks from deployment, Simon finally decides to settle down. He purchases a house in a small town and, one day, walks into the cafe where you work. Initially drawn by your exceptional tea-making skills, he finds himself coming back every day. Although his excuse is the tea, deep down, Simon begins to feel a shift, a feeling he hasn't experienced in years - love. This fic is very much soft simon. A slow burn and Very fluffy!

He narrows his eyes, his patience wearing thin. "You have a big fucking mouth for someone in your position." I scoff. "You're right. My bad. I should be more respectful to my captors." Soap pushes off the wall and stands up straight, his irritation evident. "You're not going to get a rise out of me. Save your energy." PLOT HEAVY ~ "Sometimes, the unlikeliest of alliances become our most reliable source of strength." ~ 141 BOOK 2 Cover render by 661ave 1 | #soap 1 | #callofduty 1 | #ghost 1 | #price 1 | #keegan

SoapxFemaleOC Captivated by someone on the battlefield? Following a mission in Russia in order to stop World War III. from happening, Soap, Price and Ghost stumble upon a woman, revealing to be an assassin. John, despite playing with fire, manages to catch feelings for her on the very first day. Will she be able to drown her own demons or will she choose revenge over him? Find more about it in the chapters below! ‼️MATURE CONTENT 🔞 including: Sex, suicide, violence, murder, graphic violence. Disclaimer! - English is not my first language, so mistakes and misspellings are bound to happen. Otherwise, Enjoy!

Samantha Hall is a highly skilled soldier who's been recruited into the Task Force 141 by her father, General Shepherd. She knows she'll have no problem fitting in, especially when connecting to the other comrades, except one thing challenges that...and his name is John MacTavish. With a stubborn and sarcastic attitude, "Soap" is sure to drive Sam to the brink of insanity. Until he doesn't. Now with a more meaningful relationship with the handsome soldier, Sam finds herself questioning the trust she has in her father, especially as he turns his back on his own men. In a war of alliances, Samantha finds herself stuck between two different worlds: one with Soap and one without. Upon becoming part of a dangerous game, Sam is sure to stay with the men she knows best. Doing so will result in unprepared deaths and haunting twists, but Sam hopes the training instilled in her brain will help her evade the bullets whistling around her. ✧ ✧ ✧ WARNING- Will contain mature scenes that can include blood/violence, strong/offensive language, sexual activity, and alcohol/drugs. Read at your own preparation and discretion. DISCLAIMER- I do not own anything related to Modern Warfare 2 or 3. That belongs to affiliates of Call of Duty and all game creators. However, Samantha, some plot, and some situations are my ideas entirely, so I reserve all rights to them. Please do not take without asking. NOTE TO READERS- Thank you so much for the support and for continuing to read my stories. I truly hope you enjoy this fanfic from the traditional (2009) games that inspired me to write Call of Duty for y'all. I love each and every one of you so much!

Yael Williams, an emergency surgeon at the Royal Infirmary Hospital in Manchester, is haunted by a painful past. Dedicated to her work, Yael is brilliant and tenacious. However, her traumatic past has made her introverted and distrustful. A chance encounter with the young and outgoing British SAS sergeant John MacTavish upsets her balance, intertwining her destiny with his. A deep connection develops between them, an instinctive attraction that challenges their fears and insecurities, leading Yael to break the only pact she made with herself years earlier. But the shadows of the past loom large. Yael's work confronts her with suffering and pain on a daily basis, while John constantly teeters between life and death. Will their relationship become a safe haven, a port to call home after the storms of life? ______________________________ Johnny Soap MacTavish x fem!OC Romance. Slowburn with loads of fluff, spicy moments and a little bit of angst. A new chapter every monday.

With a threat growing in the shadows, Lieutenant Drew "Daisy" Farrell is sought out for TF141, an elite squad of soldiers trained to deal with the world's most serious threats. The transition onto the team goes smoothly, except for the animosity between her and her fellow task force Lieutenant. Despite the anger between them, Lieutenant Simon "Ghost" Riley --the grumpy-ass, arrogant, rude, frustrating, control freak of a man-- manages to distract her with his coffee-colored eyes and sinful touches, leaving her cursing him in more ways than one. But as the target terrorist organization avoids their grasp, he shows her exactly what she can have if she simply listens. ⁂ For anyone else who is feral over Simon Riley and enemies to lovers, this is for you ;) This story contains a lot of smutty chapters, however, there is still plenty of plot to go along with it. Chapters will be noted if they have smut... in case you're curious... This story does NOT follow the video games, ie. Soap's not dead <3 CW: cannon level violence, swearing, explicit sex, threats and inuendoes referring to SA *Warnings will be posted at the top of chapters. Excerpt: He turned to her then, stepping close enough that he brushed against her knees. "Is it possible for you to keep your mouth shut?" he asked lowly. "What? Am I getting on your nerves?" His eyes narrowed at her. "You're gettin' close to an ass-chewing." "Can't handle a little banter, sir?" "You're insubordinate." "And you're sensitive." He let out a frustrated growl. It only served to encourage her. "You wanna take that thing off? It's hard to tell how you're feeling without seeing your face." A very obvious lie, especially when his eyes showed her everything she needed to know. He was pissed.

𝑺𝑰𝑴𝑶𝑵 '𝑮𝑯𝑶𝑺𝑻' 𝑹𝑰𝑳𝑬𝒀 .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Why she was attracted to the man hiding behind a mask, she couldn't understand. It was those honey-brown eyes that seemed to stroke every inch of her body, even though they were ten feet apart. Or was it those glimpses of his skin she caught at midnight? Perhaps the dark secrets that laid under the skull mask. Because everyone knew Ghost. Has anyone ever taken the time to meet Simon? .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ After a possible traitor threatens Task Force 141 and the CIA, Valentina Herrera was sent to join the journey of TF-141 to find information about the case. But her main mission is at risk when she meets Simon Riley, alias Ghost, turning the mystery of this man into her first priority. ೃ⁀➷ 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝗺𝐫𝐬𝐛𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲𝐧