Captain Novels & Stories

"Or Drey. Whatever you want me to call you. Let go." His jaw tightened, but his hands didn't move. "I said mate," he muttered, more to himself than to me. "What does that even mean?" I asked. "You've been saying strange things since I fell on you. First it was 'mine,' now it's 'mate.' Are you concussed? Do you need the team doctor?" "I'm not concussed." "Then explain yourself." He didn't answer that either. Instead, he leaned in closer, his nose brushing along my jaw, and I felt my whole body go rigid.

They have similar facial features and hair colours. That guy suddenly gazed at me. "And who's this beautiful lady over here??" He asked nicely, smiling with his eyes. "This is Bambi." Greyson introduced. "Oh hey, i'm Shane Grant. This asshole's brother. Good to have you here." He joked, grabbing my hand and shaking it. Greyson was already tall. But Shane was a bit taller and his skin was a bit darker. But he is so much more chatty and energetic than Greyson can ever be.

"Very well, Captain. Looking forward to talk to you later. Now I shall go and call the doctor." Meanwhile, Ava had a little talk with the captain. Although he was a stern guy by nature, he was friendly with her. The captain lived alone in this country after retiring from the army. He had no family left, he had never got married. He simply lived all by himself. Ava promised to visit him tomorrow and brought him a cup of broth and some food.

Captain ox the troops, rose to his feet, as four ladies appeared before them, he recognized two of them, Iranna Asgorn, the daughter of Kera Asgorn, who had been banished, and the lady now called Queen Olivia Emma, she had grown a lot, nineteen years later, after his master had spared her life, and now the same stone had come to bite him in the leg, he hoped his Master wouldn’t regret his actions of those long years ago, “Hello ladies.”, the captain said, looking at the three ladies before, him they could not be underestimated, that he knew, “How about we have a little discussion.”, the captain sa

I ate it just to spite him. We were sitting on a bench, me trying not to shiver, him scrolling through comments on the post like it was the morning paper. “‘They look so happy’,” he read aloud, smirking. “‘Captain finally bagged a baddie.’ ‘He’s way out of her eague.’ That one actually was not my favorite. I rolled my eyes. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “It’s kinda fun.” He bumps my shoulder. “Admit it. You’re having fun too.”

he replied. "So, we'll be taking my private plane and will be at our destination at exactly 1600 hours. Hop on!" he told Isabella. She was shocked to see the superior side of the Captain. He was like giving commands to his troops. "That's what you say to your co-soldiers?" she asked while giggling. "What co-soldiers? There is no such thing." he laughed at her chosen words. "Well basically yes, but I'm more stiffed and I shout most of the time when talking to them. They can't see this soft side of me. It's only for you!" Carter was very naughty. He loves teasing Isabella.

he replied and I tasted the bitterness in his tone. “What do you mean?” I queried as I watch Matthias unlock the chain on the man’s metal collar and ordered him to sit somewhere. “Nothing..” We both watched him approach different groups of the captives that were huddled together but each one of them did not move to give him a seat. He has been turned down anywhere he went until he started to walk towards us.

I couldn't get the image of me screaming under him, cumming like an idiot and even begging him to fuck me harder out of my mind. I scrubbed my neck until the skin was raw, desperate to wash away the scent of him, that mix of expensive cologne and the lust in his eyes. I leaned my forehead against the tile, letting the water pelt my back. I was Elias Carter, the captain of the Northwood Titans. My life was built on discipline, morning drills, and a reputation for being untouchable. Yesterday, I was all those things before I lost to Ryder. "Get it together," I hissed at my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My lower lip was slightly swollen, a visible mark of m

A voice came out, causing a hush of silence in the room. Out of the shadows, stepped the least person I expected. He looked way different from how I knew him. And this was the second time I was seeing him today. Jason Myers. What was the captain of the hockey team doing here? In a place surrounded by such men? The fat man's face had instantly turned white. “Mr. Myers. I didn't know she had an affiliation with you.” He stammered, instantly letting go of my hair. Jason's eyes narrowed, “Now you do, and that hand…” his gaze zeroing on the man's hand.

For the first time, he didn’t seem like the untouchable captain everyone feared. I don’t know what made me walk over. “You okay?” I asked quietly. He lifted his head slowly. Those icy blue eyes met mine, and for a second he looked surprised I was still there. I shifted on my feet. “Earlier… when that guy got hurt. You got to him really fast. Thanks for helping him. Most captains would’ve waited for the coach.” Cole stared at me for a long moment, like my words didn’t make sense to him. “You noticed that?”