Best Of Captain America Novels & Stories

I smiled but pressed my lips when Aliyah creased her forehead, not liking how I described them. I narrowed my eyes, gazing at the two men in front of me. “Frank’s the Captain America, and Finn’s the Superman.”

“I was shooting from the side like they told me. If you didn’t want to look bad maybe don’t lean into every hit like you’re trying to break the boards.” He stepped closer, eyes narrowing. God, he smelled like sweet sweat and something expensive, and it made my stomach flip even while I wanted to smack him. “You think this is a joke? This team’s got eyes on us. Sponsors. Scouts. I need to look like a captain, not some sloppy asshole in bad lighting. Redo the set or pack your shit.” “I’m not redoing anything until you stop acting like a diva,” I shot back, chin up even though my voice wobbled a little. “I know what I’m doing. Maybe try not glaring at the camera next time and you won’t look lik

But Logan? Logan was the best.

Saying a silent prayer, I shut my eyes tight, and suddenly, the stadium boomed with cheers. “And there you have it…the Blackhawks beating the Red Deer in their own home! All of Boston is going crazy because tonight, the unbelievable happened!” “I can't believe it, Derrick. The captain has some kind of juju in him. Do you see how fast he threw that puck from that distance?” “It was a straight shot. No wonder he's called the best. Once again, Easton Carter has carried his team to victory!” People ran down from the seats in excitement, crowding the players. Cameras landed on Easton, questions flying from here to there.

At this moment, Cristofer sensed Estelle’s uneasiness and embarrassment, while Estelle was aware that Cristofer could see through her feelings of discomfort and embarrassment. The realization that Cristofer could easily see through her made Estelle uncomfortable. In an effort to put her at ease, Cristofer skillfully changed the topic and asked Yohan, “What story would you like to hear?” Yohan's eyes sparkled with excitement as he replied, “I want to hear... the story of Iron Man battling Captain America! I want to know who’s stronger.” “Both of them are incredibly powerful. Captain America possesses exceptional physical abilities, while Iron Man has modernized equipment. It’s safe to say the

"At the start yeah. Get close to the captain. Learn the weaknesses. Take down the name that killed my brother. But then you kept pushing back. Kept seeing me. Montreal changed shit. Your place changed more. I tried to end it because getting you killed was not part of the plan." "Yet you keep showing up" I said voice rising a little. "Every text every stolen moment. You sleep better when I am next to you. Admit it. This ledger is our chance. We do not have to tear each other apart anymore. We hit the real enemy together. Expose the owner the syndicate all of it."

“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.”