Captain Cold Flash Novels & Stories

Froster’s curse was spoken with enough force that the rest of the pilot’s deck had taken notice. “Captain, that’s an Aimsir. A Lightning Caller.” Her Lieutenant’s face had gone pale, it wasn’t due to the fatigue. He was afraid. “Calls the storm? Turns the weather into a weapon?” She inquired, doing her best to act casual despite the shivering fear that was biting onto her. “Yes mam.” As he replied, Froster checked on his blast rod, setting a few rock spirits in place. “That thing is too far off, but can the autocross make the shot? Even an angled one?”

By the time the military transport plane landed at the Riverdale Military Airfield, night had long since fallen. Carrying my duffel bag down the airstair, I was hit by a gust of freezing wind, thick with an unfamiliar, damp chill. "Major Tomlinson!" From a distance, an old military officer with graying hair at his temples strode over. The general stars on his epaulets gleamed softly under the lights. He came to a halt right in front of me, raised his hand, and gave me a standard military salute. "I'm Bruno Black, the deputy commander of the Riverdale Military District.

Flora raises her polythene bag, and Lisa grabs it and flees back into their house, while Glory chases after Lisa as they enter their living room. "You gals should not consume it alone. It's seven, as if he counts us." Flora goes into their living room, stretching her long, slender brown legs, and says, "Put mom's, Anita's, Esther's, and Favour's in the fridge, and give me mine." "Okay." Lisa offers Glory one scoop of Coldstone Ice Cream, and she begins licking it without delay. Flora also collects hers, and later Lisa stores the remaining three in the refrigerator.

Sandra: Oh! You're a marine! That's so manly. But isn't it dangerous? Victor: Not really. It’s more paperwork than anything else. We’re on the sea most of the time, avoiding enemy waters, so it’s pretty chill. Sandra: That made you ten times more attractive to me. It’s funny, but I feel like you hold an important position, too. Victor: Yeah. I’m the captain. Sandra: That makes so much sense. You looked like you were the boss of something in your pictures. Are you a good captain, though? Take good care of your men?

His voice was like an anchor, pulling me back up even though everything felt so heavy, like I was sinking deeper and deeper into nothing. I tried to move, tried to say something but my lips wouldn't work. Some weak sound came out, more like breath than actual words. "Remember the stars?" I tried to whisper, though I wasn't sure if he could hear me or if I was just holding onto something familiar in my head. The darkness took me again. But then there were flashes. Bright lights, sirens screaming. Something sharp and cold stabbing into my arm, liquid rushing into my veins. "Vitals are dropping!" someone shouted, panicked.

“They’d use it to manipulate me. They won't hide it.” Maria doesn’t smile. She watches me for a moment longer, then reaches over and takes my hand. “I’m not saying it’s true. I’m sayingsomething caused that migraine. Something triggered those flashes. And you should be careful.” “I am.” “You should also probably talk to Cassian.” “No.” “That was fast.” I shake my head quickly. “He already acts like a storm cloud with legs. I’m not adding to it.” Maria laughs. “Enid, sweetheart… he stayed with you all night. He hasn’t stopped pacing since we got here.”

There were so many interesting informations but my focus had been on pack politics and of course hockey. I found out something interesting, Alpha Killian was a hockey captain of the Frozen Blades. An all male hockey championship team.Finally, I found out something we have in common. I searched the whole internet for any information about Frozen Blades, there were enough articles about them, especially about their sexy stunning captain, i rolled my eyes at that. I am sure he was popular with the girls, that jerk! I was about switching off the internet when a notification popped up on the screen, a newsletter I had subscribed to,

"Admit that you're in the mafia!" I looked up at the swirling snowflakes falling from the sky and screamed at the top of my lungs, "I'm Enzo Moretti, former special forces captain in the peacekeeping force. To hell with the mafia!" "Still running your mouth, huh?" Antonio snapped furiously. The blade sank into my skin, and blood immediately gushed out. Right at that very moment, a thunderous crash erupted as the compound's iron gate was sent flying by an immense force, making it slam heavily onto the snow-covered ground.

I close the windows first because Its cold but before I close the curtains I make out a silhouette of a person running in the dark. Maybe its just a coincidence? "Or maybe he's the one who left that note." Snow says and I can feel her panic through the bond. I sit on my bed and carefully open the note... It reads : I love the dark better than the light, I love how you'll never sense the danger lurking in it. I saw you tonight, looking beautiful and care free and all I can tell you is this : savour the moments you still have because they won't last. Why are you making this so hard? Do you want people to die because of you? Is it not enough that you caused the death of many innocent people whe

she replied coldly “Ice cream then?" “i said I’m busy and aren’t you supposed to be at work killing people or something?" A few passers-by who heard that last statement looked at the two in shock but they just thought it was sarcasm at play and walked on. “Today is my free day and i feel like i didn’t say thank you enough for what you did for me that night and this coincidence, hmmm,” Evan smiled and went on. “please let’s have ice cream, please,” he begged her