Captain Cold Flash Novels & Stories

He turned slowly, his movements fluid and deliberate, like a predator assessing its prey. It was him. The stranger from the hotel room. The man who had been beside her, naked, undeniably gorgeous, a memory that still sent a flush of mortification through her. Only now, in the harsh light of reality, he was more than just a handsome face. He was Colden Frost. Her mind supplied the details instantly, pulled from fragmented news reports and overheard conversations. Colden Frost. Billionaire. CEO of Frost Enterprises, an empire so vast it felt mythical. Famously emotionless.

I folded my arms tighter around myself as my eyes scanned the ice. Victor wore the captain band like it was his birthright, and he wore it so proudly, like he hadn’t stolen it through manipulation and violence. I caught sight of my brother sitting on the sidelines instead. It was clear he was holding back his frustration from his clenched hands. He looked like a caged animal. This isn’t fair, I thought bitterly. But even with all that, my gaze kept drifting. I could only watch Ellis and Noah with marvel. They were like electricity on the ice. Fast, coordinated and lethal. I found myself leaning forward without meaning to, heart lifting every time Noah broke through a defense or Ellis execute

The clients were halfway to the door, murmuring among themselves, some shaking their heads, others checking their watches. The tension in the room was so thick it could be sliced with a knife. Charlotte’s chest tightened, a knot of panic forming at the base of her throat. Every eye in the room felt like it was burning into her. Then it suddenly hit her, like a freight train without brakes... The flash drive. Her pulse surged. She’d almost forgotten, she’d kept a backup of everything. Every file. Every slide. Every approved asset. Just in case. And now, for the first time that day, the tiniest spark of hope flickered.

“You’re all bark and no bite.” Mason’s jaw flexed, color climbed up his neck. “I’ll fuck you up.” Kyle stepped in until their chests were almost touching. The height difference wasn’t dramatic, but the presence was. Kyle carried himself like someone who had never once lost a fight. “I don’t think that’s something you wanna say to your captain.” He reached out, grabbed the front of Mason’s shirt with both hands, and gave it two sharp little tugs like he was brushing imaginary dirt off.

She had never seen a place as breathtaking as Milford The crews are still asleep and nobody is present as the captain enters the room holding a small blue-printed blanket. The captain smiles as he approaches Annika and wraps both of them in the blanket before turning to face her back. The captain made a lovely gesture by saying, "Let me warm you. It's so cold today."

Something that connected to the man behind the title… The Cold CEO. And whatever vow he had broken.

“Is it finished?” I asked when my mind completely turned back into a normal state, my heartbeat is still rapid and I could taste my own blood inside my mouth mixed with the other bloods of the wolves. “Yes! It's over, we did it Zero. The elders are all gone, now get yourself together. You're the Alpha and the leader of the Cold Mountain pack now! My eyes moved up to watch her in bewilderment. She exudes a great amount of strength and my head began to throbbed so bad that the world around me started swirling.

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.

Was he serious? Did he just say he wants me to fall in love with him? "Ha! Fat chance!" I chuckle as I look at him. "If you wanted me to love you, why lock me in that cold prison?" I ask confused by this turn of events. He seems shocked and unprepared. He's more afraid than I should be. He is my kidnapper? I take in his appearance for the first time. He looks rich. He's got swaggering hips and a jawline to die for. His hair is dark like mahogany and his eyes are a shining emerald. He answers as my eyes follow the buttons down his shirt.

'One of the coldest places in Beaunotique' Balon thought to himself. Balon walked into the snow passing the Hunstmen doing combat training. Their captain was a the nephew of king Christyl Frost, Ivy Frost, a tall young man with a scarf over his mouth. He had short trimmed pale hair and his grey eyes stayed low. The captain watched his men as they spared with eachother with his arms folded. Balon used to do that too back in the Earth Tribe; he'd just stand there and observe his men beat eachother up and just give comments.'Its alot like back home' he thought.