Captain Bellamy Novels & Stories

she shouted. The other soldier ran to her. "I think we should let them stay. We need something to pull him out, and I don’t think we can wait for the others to arrive. He is fast sinking in and he is not even sensible. He is still moving. " The man half cried. "Hey!" the officer screamed. "Stop moving." The actor continued to move, not listening to him. Such a goat, Ysabelle thought, her mind racing with ideas of how to approach the sand.Jordan Bell was going to have trouble staying put. Her brain would have to work faster to get him out.

La llamó el hombre con el que había venido, desde atrás. “Deberíamos irnos ahora. El Sr. Bellamy no está dispuesto a discutir negocios con nosotros hoy”, dijo Keziah con una sonrisa y dio media vuelta. El hombre la siguió, y yo la observé irse, preguntándome cómo había cambiado a lo largo de estos años o si solo estaba fingiendo.

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.”

"You look happy, man. It's good to see." "I am happy," I admit, pulling on my practice jersey. "Bailey is... she's everything." "Ugh, our captain has gone all soft," James groans dramatically. "What happened to our ruthless captain?" "He's still here," I assure him. "Just... happier." "It must be nice," Jasper's voice cuts in from across the room. There is an edge to it that makes me look up. "Having everything just fall into your lap. From the captain position to endorsements, the perfect girlfriend... Some of us actually have to work for what we want."

“You’re fine. Bellamy…he is dead, right? Or did you banish him?” The Beta snorted. “Dead. Took two of our good guys with him too.” “Nearly three.” Pete glared at him. “He’s dead - dead though. Pulled him into pieces. Bel wasn’t as good of a fighter as he thought. He was good at ordering others. A one-on-five fight, he would lose every time. It was just a matter of how long it took.” Nodding, I patted his shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. Just wanted to make sure he wouldn’t pop up again.”

Elijah chided, though there was more affection than anger in his tone. He held her tight, as if afraid she might slip away from him. "You're going to live. We still have a lifetime together." Such sweet words. Unfortunately, they weren't meant for me. I doubted I was included in the future he spoke of. Just then, an urgent voice crackled through the boat's radio. "Captain Jensen, come in! This is Staff Captain Oscar Baker. We've completed the headcount, but one person is missing. We're turning back to look for them."

The crowd gasps in horror at the news and conversations start up between little groups when my father raises his hand. "Unfortunately that is not the worst of the news I have to share." He gestures to a man beside him to stand and take the podium. "Hello, my name is Gamma Harrison Kyle of the Summer Valley Pack." He looks broken over the loss of his Alpha and Luna and I'm surprised my father has allowed him here when he should be looking for the rogues that killed them. "When the rogues contacted us to tell the Alpha where to go, he tasked me with protecting his only child and our new Alpha, Cateline. He asked me to bring her here knowing Alpha Abaddon would protect her and aid her if the wo

“Are we going to be okay?” Damon Black stood by the bar, pouring two glasses of whiskey like the chaos outside was nothing. At thirty-four, the billionaire playboy looked every bit as dangerous as the tabloids said, tall, sharply dressed in a half-open white shirt, dark hair tousled, and a smirk that could ruin lives. “We’re fine, Bella,” he said smoothly, handing me a glass. “The captain knows what he’s doing. We’re just stuck out here for a while. Might as well enjoy it.”

I showed it to Kade. He smirked but his eyes stayed hard. "See? Starts as jokes. Then questions. Why does the captain babysit the new guy so much? Room together on trips. Always paired in drills." "Coach ordered that stuff," I shot back. "We have excuses. But if they link it to anything else... the fights that turned into more. The weight room. My place. We cannot let this blow up now. Not with the syndicate breathing down our necks." Kade shifted closer his knee pressing against mine in the back seat. "You worried about your image Ryder? Golden boy captain caught with the killer from Russia. Fans might eat it up or burn your jersey."

The First maid explained. "How is this even possible, it as supposed to be Beta Liam only, God! Why all of this ,I thought it will make my plan easier." Bellamy thought and quickly headed to beta Liam's chamber. She knocked. "I don't want to talk to anyone, leave!" She heard his voice. "It's me Liam, I want to talk to you." Bellamy said. "Since when do you think you are someone important to me that I can let in my room just like that, or do you think you make difference with any of the servants in this pack?" He replied.