Captain America Human Torch Novels & Stories

The adrenaline from the game finally fading and my muscles began to throb. “Hi,” her fingers pushed back my damp hair. “How are you feeling?” I chuckled. “Really sore…” Someone touched my ankle and my eyes clamped shut from the pain. “Oh fuck!!” “I wonder how such a baby became the Captain of the Black Hawks,” I heard Marcus snare and I looked at him. I glanced back at Olive without any reply to his childish effort at rilling me up. He growled. “I'm guessing this plump bitch is your caretaker. Explains a lot really.”

Orlan on the other hand is able to freeze time. He hasn't tried it before because it's going to be the end of his life, but he believes that he possesses the power within. "Why did she allow herself to get attached easily?" An individual from the crowd asked. Orlan breathes in, and then he clenches his fist. "SHE'S A HUMAN!" He declared. The sound of cricket was heard all over the place because everyone became quiet. They were all surprised to see that a ruthless Immortal like Orlan Titan was given a human mate by the moon goddess.

I barked. “I did give you a cure. A stake through her heart. Will end your misery and, from the looks of it, hers. A useless sheltered life she’s led.” Max joked. “Regardless, I’ve made a promise, not only to Amelia but to myself. I will not harm a human over that thing.” I declared. “I won’t tell if you won’t.” Max shrugged, and he almost made me smile. If only the thoughts of that thing weren't running around my head since she got here, I would have been able to give a normal reaction to one of my friend’s jokes.

End Cassius's POV I had to remove myself from the room after I said that to Asher. He is the worst of the dragons that live in the palace, so I wasn't lying. Conner’s dragon, Caleb, is the only one of the three who has attempted to show me any type of civility. He still left me alone in the forest once, but he did look conflicted about following Asher’s orders. They all have a lot to learn about humans; Asher the most. Yes, compared to any immortal, humans are weak but we are resourceful, and will fight back if we are pushed too far. I think I have been pushed too far.

She couldn't be my mate, and I had to fight against this inexplicable attraction, no matter what. "I, ALPHA LUCIOUS DARK, REJECT YOU AS MY MATE! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A WEAK HUMAN, AND THAT'S NOT THE KIND OF LUNA I WANT FOR MY PACK!" I declared, locking my intense gaze with hers. I noticed her eyes welling up with tears, and I could hear the rapid beating of her heart in response to my harsh words.

“How could you know? It doesn’t burn you.” My tone was more caustic than I intended. “Thor’s fire doesn’t, but ordinary fire does.” He turned, pulling up his shirt to reveal strong muscle, tattooed skin, and across one shoulder blade, a twist of faded white scar untouched by the black ink of his tattoos. “Set a cabin on fire the first time I called the flame as a child.It’s not a pain you forget.

"Am I going crazy, for goodness sake? Why is no one talking to me about what's going on?" "Can't you see, master that the two of them seemed to know each other very well? I don't think that Miss Loius could have gotten such a warm welcome if she was not familiar with Steve before," said one of Gama's men as he approached us with a burning touch perhaps, to replace the burning candle that Steve had plucked from the tent. He handed Steve the burning touch he was holding. "I think this will be much better and convenient for you to hold, Steve." "Thank you very much," Steve accepted the burning torch on a stick and handed the man the candle he had been holding. The man moved into the tent and pl

It wasn't ten feet tall anymore; it was shrinking, its skin sagging over a frame that was rapidly losing its density. "Now! Zack, do it now!" Elodie felt the frequency break as the creature weakened. She scrambled toward Victor, her hands pressing over his mangled chest. Zack appeared from behind the bulkhead, a heavy, industrial-grade plasma torch in his hands. He didn't hesitate. He slammed the sparking head of the torch into the creature's exposed neck. The smell of ozone and burnt hair filled the lab.

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.

Alex pulled him from the wreckage, dragged him across the concrete, felt the heat of the burning fuel on his back. "The files," the Captain said. His voice was thin, reedy, the voice of a man who had spent his whole life being heard and was now fading into silence. "The video. In the car. I need—" Alex looked back. The sedan was burning. Flames licked at the windows, the roof, the trunk where the Captain had stashed the evidence he thought would save him. The fire was spreading, the fuel igniting, the heat building. He started toward it. Vincenzo's hand caught his arm.