Captain America Middle Name Novels & Stories

"How was school today, little chef?" "Mama and I met Mike !" She exclaimed, and my heart skipped more than a beat. Hell, it stopped working. "Oh, really?" Rodney looked in my direction only to find that I was already looking at him. "That must be nice. Did you like it? Meeting Mike ?" "Don't mind it. He showed up at her school today." I explained quickly, for some reason. "And I told him off." "Yes!" She chimed again, finally getting the chance to answer Rodney's question. "He's so nice. Mike is Captain America!"

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 won’t . I promise even if I'm being inducted into the new dad's group. “ “ Please I am not going to ask again.” “ What happened ?” “ Ava’s middle name is Eleanor .” “ No way .” “ Yes. “ “ Why does she have your middle name?" “ Daniel made a bet with Cleo and Cleo lost . “ “ Oh snap ;Cleopatra thought that she was having a baby boy.” “ Hmm. I don't know how but ; Daniel knew what the sex of the baby .” “ I promise not to make any pacts .”

A thousand thoughts flickered through her mind, each of them a separate puzzle, and while sometimes talking things out with a friend made things clearer, it seemed the more talking she did today, the more confused she became. The cool February breeze helped to sharpen her mind slightly as she walked. Very few other people were out, which she noted was a good thing. Less of a chance at having to talk to people. “Cadence Josephine,” she muttered to herself. “How does that help me remember Aaron’s middle name?” She went over everything he’d told her about his life in Ireland. His mother’s name was—Bree. His father was Justin. That sort of sounded like Josephine, but not really. She thought abou

Any movement of his mouth brought out his dimples. “Uh, nope. Not thinking of you. Should I call you ‘Captain America’ then, since you’re from America?” He was the Alpha heir of Blue Blood Pack, a powerful wolf pack in the States. “No, but ‘Captain Awesome’ is good,” he smiled. “Egoistic much? Nah. You’re not that awesome. So, just Captain America.” “Ah, I’m so touched. From Prince Fugly to Prince Killfun to Captain America, slash, Captain Awesome. You are too kind to me, Little Ireland.” He grinned, then ran his fingers through his hair as he slanted his head to stare at me.

“Captain…” He moaned my name, voice wrecked and needy, and I had to pause, squeezing my eyes shut and shaking my head to keep from spilling all over his ass like some fucking inexperienced teenager. Fuck. I’d heard my name a million times before, but never like that—never dragged out on a breath like a prayer and a curse all at once. That was my name. Captain. Not Richard. Not Stone. Captain! “Captain?” He called again, his voice softer this time.

I heard their voices that's why. "Feel at home, crazy girl," I said, she looks at me, no, she glared at me. I smiled innocently at her and lean on my seat. "I'm not crazy and I have a name," she said through gritted teeth. I playfully roll my eyes and cross my legs. "Vera! Where are the snacks? We have a visitor" I called out, I heard some noise and I just shrugged it off. Maybe they're preparing something. And Veramina Corezen is Z's name. Captain D, his real name is Capricus Dander Corezen.

instead, I get something else. “Caelum. His name is Caelum. Any issues?” I’m only surprised for a second before I push forward bravely, “What’s his first name?” “Maximoff. His full name is Caelum Akela Maximoff.” “Akela?” At this I get no response and though bells ring in my head, warning bells as to why he’s being so free with answers, I have him talking to me and so far I don't think he’s lying. There’s always a clause when it comes to things like this though.

“There he is.” “Son of a bitch. There he is. Right there,” the captain shook his head in disbelief. “Give me a name.” “Philip Carson.”

My eyes filled with tears but I was feeling peaceful. "I love you, Eva Alan Silver", he said. "How do you know my middle name?" I asked. No one except my family and my best friends knew my middle name. "Why did your parents give you Alan as a middle name? Why your middle name not mentioned in any of your legal documents? Even not in human-certified birth certificates. It was there only on your birth certificate issued by werewolf council", he asked.