Novel & Cerita Best Of Captain America

"By the time I understood what was happening, the only choice available was speed, not subtlety." "Speed," rumbled a northern Alpha named Bastos—a heavyset, perpetually scowling bastard whose pack held entirely too much weight on this council, "that half the continent may have witnessed. Do you understand the sheer exposure risk you have created for every single pack in this room, Marques?" "I understand it entirely." "Do you?" Bastos leaned forward, his heavy forearms hitting the table, his eyes narrowing into cold slits. "Because from where I am sitting, it looks like you allowed your pathetic personal feelings for a human woman to compromise decades of careful concealment."

Chapter 5 6 am Her alarm clock was buzzing and Captain Carter was the first one who got up. He stared at her while sleeping and he felt how lucky he is to have someone beside her now. She is the most important to him besides his family right now and he will do everything to make her happy. She wakes her up knowing that she needs to go to her shoot for The Good Doctors. He rubs her knows and kisses her a lot of times for her to get up. When she was finally awake she hugged and kissed him in a very passionate way.

He didn't respond, and merely pulled out a seat. “Sit down, Elissa.” I sat, without a retort. Did my perspective of him change because he was giving me something no one else did? Yeah, he was giving me a chance. “I am sure of your character, and I know you didn't steal it, trust me.” I nodded. There was no other choice. Handling everything on my own would be a disaster. But it was something different when it was the captain of the hockey team standing up for me. I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose, “If you say this outside, you are going to get into trouble, Captain Myers.”

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

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 my shame. I looked at the "C" on

He wasn't yelling or trying to sound like a tragic hero—he just stated it like a cold fact. "He told me if I wasn't the best guy on the ice, I was wasting his time and his money," Carter added, his knuckles turning a little pale around the wooden stick. "So... I get it. Having stuff in your past you don't feel like sharing with anybody." I stared at the side of his profile. The arrogant, untouchable hockey captain vibe he wore around campus completely melted away, leaving just a guy who had been pushed way too hard for way too long.

Philip countered, holding his ground. Before the argument could escalate any further, the head judge clapped his hands loudly from the front stage to command immediate order. “Attention, designers! The evaluation panel has finalized the scores, and the top rankings are now live on the main display screen.” I already knew my name wouldn't be anywhere near the top three after making such a fatal technical error. But despite the ache in my chest, I turned my head toward the glowing digital board anyway.

“Yo, noticed how our captain has been spending more time on his phone, smiling.” They whistled in agreement. My body tightened, my hands freezing. “Probably a new chick,” another said, “his girlfriend doesn’t make him smile this much.” Another inched closer to him. “So who’s the new chick?” Zane knitted his brows. While I? I kept my eyes on my blank screen. The omega on their team flicked his gaze upward. “Or who's the new guy?” Across from them, my spine locked, my heart thumping.

There is only one way to describe Elias Lockhart… Cocky to the bone.  And Raeliana Roosevelt? The one girl who refuses to fall for his charm. After one humiliating encounter too many, Elias offers her a deal: fake date him, survive Manhattan’s most ruthless private college, and make his ex regret ever leaving him. The rules were simple. Don’t fall in love.  Don’t tell the truth.  And definitely don’t let the whole school discover your relationship is fake. But sometimes the hardest fall doesn’t happen on the ice… It happens when your heart forgets the rules.

Nandini said in casual tone but Okava get offended “How did you call his name just like this? He is our Capo.”she again smiled making ease his heart “Oh..is that so? But he is not my CAPO.”she again smiled “Please stop calling his name or disrespecting him.” “But why should I call him Capo when I have superiority over him?” “WHat are you saying? He is magnificent, perfect in every art of fighting and leading the mafia world. Nobody in the mafia even thinks about rivalry with him.”