Artemis Fowl Captain Holly Short Novels & Stories

He watched me for a long moment, those icy blue eyes studying my face like he was trying to figure me out. The silence stretched until it felt uncomfortable. Noah had stepped back into the kitchen, pretending he wasn’t listening, but I knew he could hear everything. “Alright,” Cole said finally. “There’s something I want you to look into. I have a feeling Damien Holt, that captain from Ridgeview, has a secret relationship with Marcus Vale.” I frowned. “Who’s Marcus Vale?”

Holly thought it would be great if she could stop time. The two women chatted and laughed for a long while. Then, Olivia picked up her phone and called Arthur. She said proudly, "Brat, there's a piece of great news. I'm going to be a great-grandmother!" Arthur, who was in the middle of a meeting with Abraham, was immediately stunned. After a minute, he finally spoke, "Are you saying that Holly is pregnant?" "Who else? Levi isn't even married yet." Arthur's eyes darkened, and he coldly said, "Is there anything else?"

Aaron stalked forward and stared down into Knox's face when he came to a halt right on his toes. "Did it stimulate your taste buds? Mess with your mind?" Aaron's hands lifted as if it was aiming to touch Knox's face but he slapped it away and stepped out of the man's offensive pressure. He snarled then opted to ignore him then shifted on his heels towards the phone. He reached for it but he halted right as his fingers touched the screen. The shock was so overwhelming from the picture that none of them registered that this was their captain, giving them a show of his privates, a full-on nude. It was obscene.

she sneered, “she was the patrol captain. Dying in the line of duty isn’t exactly shocking, is it?” “Shut your mouth!” Holly’s eyes were red as she rammed into Daisy like a little beast. “If it wasn’t for your disgusting ‘confession ceremony’ delaying the rescue mission, my sister would still be alive!” Daisy was knocked to the ground, flailing. She lost her cool, screeching at Holly. “Good! I’m glad Seraphina’s dead! All of you freaks, flaunting your Inner Wolves like it makes you superior—you all deserve to die!”

He fed me. "Well, well, well." The voice was cool, amused, and dripped with utter hate. Eltonia’s eyes snapped open. Holly was standing in the shadows of an alcove, her arms crossed over her chest. She was wearing a riding habit of deep green chiffon, looking every inch the noble lady. And she was smiling. But it wasn't a nice smile. "I wondered why he was refusing the Specialist," Holly drawled, walking forward. "I thought maybe he was just being stubborn. But it's much simpler than that, isn't it?"

A growl started in my chest, but Holly's laughter made me stop. I didn't hear that sound often. She wasn't this happy when I was around. Why did it have to be Atticus who had the privilege of seeing her so happy? Or of making her so happy? My wolf wasn't happy with this crap… Me neither. “Goddess!” Holly sobbed, the sound of her pain putting me on alert “I think it was too much force…”

"Seven." "Is that okay?" Trisha asked sadly, as though expecting Holly to change her mind. Holly just smiled. "Give me a week." Trisha perked up excitedly. "Are you sure?" Sapphire asked. Holly nodded. "No one can come in my room until they're done." she ordered. "Yes ma'am!" Trisha saluted. -------- Over the next few days, Holly kept going to town for ideas and different colored wool. "Hi Holly," a familiar blonde girl ran up next to her as she brainstormed while leaving school.

Holly cried even more. “Let it all out. You can explain to me who this person is later, and i will do everything in my power to protect you.”Camilla promised “I wanna be in control of my freedom”Holly said in-between tears. “But he, *hiccups* he won’t let me”She hiccups. “He won’t let me go.”Sniffs. “I thought after three years he would forget about me.”She hiccuped. “Holly calm down. Cry all you want now and explain later, if this motherfucker is still bothering you then we will involve the police.”Camilla said. Holly shakes her head, breaking free from the hug.

The tall one had blonde hair, brown eyes, a bag over his shoulders and daring look while the other had blue hair with blue eyes, his face was cute, like a fallen angel. “That’s Emory and Marsh, Emory is the captain of the hockey team” Xyla whispered in my eyes, it felt like talking about them openly would inquire consequences. I looked over at them, their seat were aligned. Emory sat behind Marsh. A part of the hockey team, I thought about it, seeing them made me excited, I couldn’t wait to apply for the hockey team. “Marsh is the right defenseman” Adele added. I nodded, then she leaned closer.

Al Capone is behind the bar, polishing a glass that doesn’t exist. Holly is on stage mid-song, copper dress glowing, but she stops the second she sees me. She’s off the stage and in front of me before the piano note finishes dying. Holly (quiet): “You met her.” I nod. Holly hugs me so hard my ribs creak. Holly: “Then we’re closing the mirrors.” She turns to the room. Holly (voice carrying like she owns the afterlife): “Listen up, boys. Every reflective surface in Hot Springs just became enemy territory.