2003 Captain Hook Novels & Stories

he finally announced dreadfully. “What?” “She?” “Is this a joke?” “So now we are accepting girls?” The boys complained. “Why? Are you scared I might beat you?” I quirked back. “She’s feisty” one of them remarked. “Emory” Coach Jude called and he stepped forward. “This is Emory, he is the captain of the hockey team” “What’s up princess?” He muttered. Coach turned to look at me, “You wanna join the team, I will give you a chance, if you can score a goal against him, then you are free to join the team”

"Shut up! No way! Oh my god, you're staying with Brayden Hayes? The actual captain? Miller was telling me some crazy story about Brayden slamming his older brother into the metal lockers yesterday morning, but he wouldn't give me any of the juicy details because he said the team code is sacred. It's an brotherhood of meatheads, I swear." A tiny, genuine laugh bubbled up from my chest, the sound surprising me after so many hours of crying. "Yeah. He definitely slammed Caleb into the steel. I saw the split knuckles last night." "Good! Caleb is an arrogant prick anyway," Chloe hissed, completely matching my voice and energy.

I need to see the relevance of this. “If you really want to take Carl down, there are three ways to go about it. One, publicly humiliate him. Two, get his teammates to turn on him. And three, mess with his leadership—take away the one thing he cherishes most: his captain position on the hockey team.” “How—how do I do that?”

In the third period, tied 2-2, I set up Reyes for the eventual winner on a read that started with watching their goaltender's glove hand drift fractionally wide on his previous three saves and recognizing the pattern before anyone else on the ice had logged it as data. We won 3-2. Series lead 3-2. The third period had opened with both teams trading chances at a pace that had the broadcast crew abandoning their usual commentary rhythm just to keep up with the play. Their captain, the one Jax had known for fifteen years, scored midway through to tie it 2-2, a clean shot off a clean setup that deserved the goal it produced.

I shrunk back into the dirt, shaking so hard my teeth were clicking together, and started begging. “Please,” I sobbed, the tears burning my face. “Don't kill me…” One of the men looked down at me with this awful smirk. “Oh a lady? Why don't we just have our way with her first,” he muttered to the others, his eyes moving over me. My heart stopped, I couldn't even breathe. But before he could step closer, the man standing in the middle slapped a hand against his chest, stopping him. “No,” the leader said, “We need her to pass the information.”

A public declaration of love. That was all Lori wanted for her twentieth birthday. Instead, she caught her secret boyfriend, Travis, in her bed, with Elena— her cruelest rival. Furious and desperate, Lori runs straight into Lucas Miller’s bed. He is also Elena's bitter ex-boyfriend. Lucas has a strict rule. He only sleeps with a girl once. But now, he is hunting Lori down and wants to properly date her. There is just one problem. Lori's best friend has been in love with Lucas for years. Lori is now trapped in a dangerous game of secrets and revenge. She does not know if she is winning the game or walking straight into a predator's trap.