Captain America Challenge Midnight Suns Novels & Stories

Thorne. Captain of the team that now owned my contract. The man whose championship trophy I'd stolen with a last-second, impossible goal three months ago. He looked even bigger up close, a mountain of muscle and simmering rage barely contained in a Vipers t-shirt and track pants. His ice-blue eyes locked onto mine, and the air grew thick, heavy with the promise of violence. "Valdez," he said, his voice a low growl that vibrated through the floor. "Welcome to hell."

Skates, ice, a puck, and eleven other men who trusted me to lead them through a game of sixty minutes of simplicity. "You good, Captain?" Marsh, my line member, wandered into the stall next to me, assessing me more than I liked to be assessed at a time like this. "I'm good." "You've been a ghost for the last month." "Family matters. This is the last weekend I was gone." I thumped him on the shoulder, cutting off whatever else he wanted to say on the matter. "Let's just win tonight."

And now, Colin’s iron grip had stripped him bare before them all. Barry’s eyes turned venomous. His fingers inched toward the hilt of his blade. But Colin had already sensed it. With one swift, brutal motion, he shoved Barry down, pinning him hard against the ground. “Barry.” Colin’s voice was cold as winter frost. “Today’s Bond is witnessed by the Council and the Moon Goddess alike. Do you mean to stand here, before all our packs, and defy Bayport’s sacred law?” Barry’s breath hitched, yet still he roared back, his voice breaking under rage.

He is strong, fast, and well-trained. It is not enough. I break his guard and drive him into the snow, my claws at his throat. "Mercy?" he spits. "No," I answer. And I end him. Around me, momentum shifts. Frostveil formations begin to fracture. Their rotation patterns were disrupted. Their signals are confused. Justin appears beside me again. "They'll try to disengage soon." "Not yet," I say. "They will,” he assures me. I watch the battlefield. He's right. Their commanders are repositioning.

His eyes found mine instantly, like they always did, and for half a second the noise faded. Then he glanced past me at Asher and Victor. “Alright!” the organizer called out. “Today’s activity is a navigation challenge. Mixed groups, assigned randomly. You’ll work together to find checkpoints around the mountain trail and complete tasks at each one.” A ripple of excitement moved through the crowd and my pulse spiked. “Teams will be announced now.” Names started being read, some groups cheering while some swearing. “And finally,” the organizer said, glancing at the clipboard, “Group Four: Isla, Rowan, Asher, Victor—”

“Or just a break from the rink that still feels related. Either way, it’s better than another night staring at the same walls.” Ethan hesitated. “I don’t know. Crowds haven’t felt great lately.” “It’s a weeknight showing so it won’t be packed. We get popcorn, sit in the back, leave if it’s terrible.” Ethan exhaled and considered it for a moment. The idea of doing something ordinary sat better than he expected. “All right,” he said. “Evening showing.” Tyler grinned. “Good. I’ll check the times and send you the details. Meet there?”

they both smiled as blood rushes and all they can do is scream as this magic unfolds in front of their eyes. Lalaine opens her eyes, as tears rolled down one after the other. The feeling of uneasiness rushes towards her. It was just a dream. A memory that flashes back, wishing they could have turned back the hands of time. Never letting her go away that day, never letting her meet the King Sun. If only, she could go back again. As the sentinel of the moon, she will kill the King Sun to make her best friend live the life she deserves. As the Sentinel of the Moon, she will protect her by all ends meet.

I asked. “They are the biggest pack in the country. Luna Morgan is the Alpha of her former pack. So they basically rule two packs. And if they are under threat, they will band together and we won’t get out of there alive. The Captain’s main goal is to take down that pack. But he has to make sure that everyone who goes in there knows exactly what they’re doing and that’s why we’re training the way we are. Because the Midnight pack is our goal.” He whispered while leaning across the table.

Dominic stepped in front of her. Voss laughed. "Still protecting her." Dominic's eyes flashed silver. "Always." Voss lifted his hand. "Then let's see what happens when the Alpha falls." The soldiers charged. And the battle for Blackthorn began.

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.”