Captain Cold Arrow Novels & Stories

Jones, took the same arrow Babbosa threw at him pointed it at Babbosa's. Just has he threw the arrow with great force, "CAPTAIN!!", I and a pirates shouted in unison at Babbosa. He not knowing who called his name but knew it was a call that needed immediate reaction. Captain Babbosa instead of looking at the side of Jones, moved the Tridax to his making the arrow to Pierce through the Tridax. The arrow broke the diamond that lies inside the tridax and suddenly, a great water wave coming with great force right from the left side flow and carried different things away.

Before I could process the sudden proximity, he reached around my waist, casually taking both of my wrists into his palms and lifting my arms laterally to shoulder height. My entire body went instantly rigid the second his chest pressed flush against my back. An intense, undeniable surge of raw electricity rippled straight down my spine, enveloping us in a thick tension. “Slowly raise your arms,” he instructed, his deep baritone reverberating directly against my shoulder blades as his warm breath brushed the side of my neck. “Hold the elevation at the peak, and stretch from side to side to build control.” Swallowing hard past the sudden dryness in my throat, I forced my body to follow his di

“If you’re really my mate, then fight for me. Fight for us.” For a second, nothing changed. His muscles tensed under my hands, the cursed glow searing. Then he growled, deep and guttural, but this time it was his own sound. His eyes flickered—green, then back to their familiar storm-gray. “Aria,” he rasped, collapsing against me. Relief flooded me for only a heartbeat before the sentinel’s shadow loomed over us. Tyler’s blade flashed uselessly against it, each strike swallowed by its mass.

45: Flirt THERE HE IS. The person who will serve as Avyanna's tool in her pursuit to seek the truth about her past. Archilles Calisto. The man stood up straight from leaning against the door before slowly approaching Avyanna, as the two confronted face-to-face, he had completely shadowed her small figure. He had indeed lived up to his title as the Captain of SPADE. Although he was taller than her, Avyanna wasn't completely engulfed by his aura at all. Nor was she overshadowed. Even after being confronted by his oozing pheromones, she wasn't a bit affected.

The cold immediately seeped through my thin gloves. I managed ten before my hands slipped and I slammed chest-first onto the ice. The impact knocked the wind out of me, and I lay there for a second, the cold seeping into my bones. I could hear the muffled sounds of the team trying not to laugh. A shadow fell over me. Jax stood above me, looking down. "Get up." I pushed myself up onto my elbows, my pride stinging more than my chest. "Having fun, Captain? Is this your idea of team-building?"

The satisfaction of seeing the bullet travel and hitting the core at the center of its back made me grin. “Sharp as ever, Zarah.” Jackie lets out an impressed whistle. “It seems like the captain is also done with his prey—or preys.” Archer has just landed on the ground, looking up at Galvin and the others while they descend the fire escape. “Looks like the captain wants us to come back.” She says after we spot Archer looking in our direction and waving us over. “Hold on tightly to me, Zarah.”

* Suddenly I was stunned when I remembered what the Admiral told me about the arrows, I looked at Zero who until now has been playing with arrows. "How did you tame the arrows?" I asked so Zero was stunned. "The Admiral said, the arrows are elusive and they only follow their former boss. Are you the former owner of that arrow?" I asked so he looked at me. The arrows fell to the floor, which he picked up and placed in the correct container. He looked at me and smiled then shook his head. "I'm not the boss of the arrow. You forget that I'm a Steler, and i can handle all the equipment here. "He answered so I nodded. Of course, he is the son of the owner of this school so he can probably handle

Without a doubt, it was Craig. Shock rippled through the crowd as they struggled to comprehend the revelation. Even Arnold, wide-eyed with disbelief, voiced his astonishment, "Captain Craig? How can this be?" Craig, his breaths labored, avoided the gaze of those around him, unable to offer any explanation. Just when he opened his mouth to speak, he was suddenly silenced as a blood-red arrow pierced through him from a distance, cutting short any further discussion. A figure descended from the sky, and tension gripped the gathering. The man’s menacing presence sent shivers down their spines, leaving them on edge.

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

I stood at the entrance, watching him. "Arrow," I called gently. He stopped and turned slowly, his face tight with pain and rage. "You fucking failed," I said. His jaw tightened and looked away. "I lost Night and Poison," he said, voice low and rough. "They're gone." My heart ached too. Night and Poison were my brothers too even though none of use were related by blood, just like arrow. "It was supposed to be Athena," I said quietly. "She was the target." Arrow picked up a chair and threw it across the room. It hit the wall and broke into pieces. He put both hands on the table in front of him, head down.