Captain Cold Arrow Novels & Stories

Aaron stalked forward and stared down into Knox's face when he came to a halt right on his toes. "Did it stimulate your taste buds? Mess with your mind?" Aaron's hands lifted as if it was aiming to touch Knox's face but he slapped it away and stepped out of the man's offensive pressure. He snarled then opted to ignore him then shifted on his heels towards the phone. He reached for it but he halted right as his fingers touched the screen. The shock was so overwhelming from the picture that none of them registered that this was their captain, giving them a show of his privates, a full-on nude. It was obscene.

"She's great, Captain. Really good lower body strength from what I can tell," Emrys wrapped his arm protectively around my waist, his hand that once held my hand now gripping my hip tightly as the waves of male jealousy and slick anger slide off of him; I only hoped a fight wouldn't break out. "You're needed from the King himself - I suggest you leave sooner rather than later," "Of course," Arrow smiled and slung his gym bag over his shoulder, when he reached the exit, Arrow looked back. "See ya tomorrow, Celeste,"

Good was utterly dumbfounded! The captain was equally stunned and said, “Mr. Good, do you see what I see? Is that guy clutching the arrow you just shot?!” Mr. Good was sweating profusely. “Y-Yes! That guy is insane! I’ve never seen such a strong person…” With that, he hurriedly asked, “Who the hell is he?” The captain answered in panic, “I don’t know! I just received an order from Lord Schulz to inform you to finish him off…”

Perhaps, she was used to shady deals and transactions where people wouldn't want to reveal their faces to her. "I need your help finding out about who is behind the attacks with this arrow." Carlyle carefully put the arrow in his right hand, then showed it to her. "My alpha has been aimed at several times with it, and I wish to find out who the enemy is before they get to attack again." "I see," she said. "May I have it?" She put forth her hand, still giving him a suspicious look. The arrow slowly exchanged hands, and she was soon observing the arrow in her hand

Prepared to get my stuff and walk towards her whereabouts, yet froze upon hearing an odd noise behind the huge tree before me. I equipped myself, held my bow, and positioned the arrow—ready to shoot. The atmosphere became silent and I heard my heavy breathing, "Terra, where have you been?!" A gasp escaped from my mouth as I felt a hand travel up my shoulder which gives chills down my spine. I accidentally let go of the arrow and it voluntarily released toward the thicket.

They loaded their arrows after receiving the order from Holt and aimed their arrows at the incoming cultivators. The commanding officer sighed to himself when he saw that and retorted in his mind, 'What year is it now? I can't believe Mister Holt is trying to take them down with such primitive means. We're going against cultivators! Even cannons can't take them down for sure. What makes you think arrows will do the trick?' The commanding officer simply looked away because he assumed they would lose the battle. Just then, Holt yelled, "Ice archers, attack!" Swoosh!

She spun, yanking his blade free and burying it in his partner’s chest. Her threads pulsed with her heartbeat. With mine. The bond between us surged. Dangerous. Addictive. Unstoppable. Another shadow figure stepped forward, taller, slower. Not like the others. His eyes glowed faintly from beneath his hood, ancient and cold. A Circle captain. “Two of you,” he said, voice echoing wrong, as if he spoke with more than one mouth. “And one curse. How convenient.” Arielle stiffened beside me. “They don’t want to kill us.”

“You’re my mummy now.” Mia’s breath hitched. She hugged him tight, hiding her tears in the crook of his shoulder. Later that day, Mia wandered out onto the balcony after breakfast. She needed air, space clarity. Arrow was waiting there, sipping his usual dark coffee, leaned casually against the railing. “She’s alive,” he said dryly, not looking at her. “Barely,” Mia muttered. “You did good with Titan. He’s different. Happier.” Mia blinked at him, startled. Arrow wasn’t one to give compliments.

“Ground rules. One: no one's dying in my fucking apartment Two: you shower daily or I hose you down. Three: I’m introducing you to someone.” “No.” “It’s not a rebound thing, I swear. It’s… a plan.” I narrowed my eyes. “Zoe.” She grinned, evil and perfect. “Ever heard of Rowan Parker?” My stomach flipped. Everyone had heard of Rowan Parker. Captain of the Ice Hawks, face like a storm cloud, body like a brick wall, and apparently allergic to relationships. He’d been single for two straight seasons while girls literally threw themselves at him after games.

This was not the time to lose control. Caleb raised the bow again, pointing it at my chest. “I’d advise you to tread carefully, Alpha,” he said with a smirk. “This arrow, it’s not just a normal one. It’s coated with wolfsbane and silver.” He smiled wider. “Just one shot and one tiny mistake can make this arrow go through your chest and you will die in seconds.” Seraya gasped behind me, and I could feel her hold on to my shirt again, looking at the bow.