Captain Cold On The Flash Novels & Stories

Jace Carter—hockey’s golden boy, my worst nightmare… and now my unwanted obsession. He’s arrogant, smug, and hotter than sin in skates. I told myself I’d never fall for a player like him, but one accidental kiss proves he’s more dangerous off the ice than on it. The problem? Jace doesn’t play fair. And I’m not sure if I want to win… or lose to him completely.

For a Captain of the Royal house to have honour, he must saves the life of the only heir to the throne, else he will be dishonoured, and excuted; and for Captain Casablanca to become the king of the sea, he must kidnap the only hier, and vomit terror all around the Western sea.

The day I found out that my pilot husband, George, had given our wedding band to his widowed childhood sweetheart as a talisman, I changed his contact name to Captain Tanner. When I was suffering from a severe stomach bleed, George got a call from Tammy, saying that her son had woken up from his sleep, missing his late father. Without another word, George walked out on me. He promised to be there for my follow-up appointment, but he was quick to change his flight for Tammy because she was afraid of the thunderstorm while at the airport. I snapped a photo of my medical evaluation and texted, “Have a safe flight, Captain Tanner.” It was the same old reply. “Quit acting up. Tammy and her

I want Hunter on his knees, looking up at me with those infuriating eyes while I ruin that smart mouth of his. I want to push him until he’s gasping, trembling, pounding his fists against my thighs, desperate and undone. But we don’t all get our wishes, do we? Especially such a perverted, fucked up wish. So I shove it down into the deepest darkest corners of my chest, pretending to hate him. Wait, it’s not actually pretense, because I DO hate that fucker. My hatred for him is a visceral thing that rages through my vein, drumming only one tune. --FUCKING DESTROY HUNTER BEAUMONT. But the moment I vow to take his stupid team of rich snobby fucks to the cleaners and brin

Ellie Harper came to Crestwood University to reinvent herself and for a while, it was working. Gone was the awkward, prank humiliated girl from high school. In her place stood a sharper, prettier version who’d somehow caught the eye of Kyle Thurlow, popular hockey player. Their relationship was a secret his idea but tonight, her eighteenth birthday, he promised to change that. He didn’t. What Ellie found instead was Kyle tangled with Lisa Voss the cheer captain, in Ellie’s own bed on her birthday. Humiliated, furious, and a little drunk, Ellie does the most reckless thing she’s ever done: she lets Nathan Black buy her a drink. Nathan Black, hockey team captain, campus legend, and the

"You're mine, Vane. On the ice, off the ice, and especially behind closed doors. No one else touches you." "And if they do, Captain?" Jaxson's hand slammed against the locker room wall, caging me in. His eyes were dark, feral, and burning with something that had nothing to do with hockey. "Then I'll destroy them. And then I'll remind you exactly who you belong to." He was the ruthless team captain. I was the rookie who got under his skin. It was supposed to be just stress relief. A dirty secret hidden behind locked doors and bruised lips. But when his rules turned into obsession, and his jealousy turned dangerous, I realized the most terrifying thing wasn't getting caught…

It was a godforsaken dare. If anyone asked Knox why he created a fake profile to mess with the most insufferable bastard alive—his emotionally constipated, tyrannical military captain, Victor Wallace—he’d blame his roommate. Stupid dare. Simple mission. Pretend to be a woman, reel the bastard in, and wreck him. Easy, right? Wrong. What started as a joke spiralled into late-night messages, dangerous vulnerability, and a slow-burning obsession Knox didn’t see coming. Victor wasn’t supposed to open up. Knox wasn’t supposed to care. And yet—here they are, stuck together in a steel tomb of chain-of-command and unchecked tension, where one wrong word could start a fire. It was suppo

"I have to say I quite like the sound of my name on your lips," he bent over until they were face to face. He smiled at her as if to let that piece of crucial information sink in. Anelia's breath caught at his close proximity. "Come now, breathe Anelia. I have hardly started," butterflies and even more butterflies erupted in her stomach. Anelia Telford only cared about three things in her life; taking care of her sister, doing her job and staying off the radar. Being a loving and hardworking person she had no trouble keeping the former two in check. The latter? Well, that didn't exactly work out considering she ended up encountering a man whose comings and goings alone were a mystery

Emma Johnson has spent her entire life being the girl nobody chooses. The quiet, plus-size younger sister. The family disappointment. The woman men politely reject before they even know her. She has learned to smile through every cruel remark, pour her love into baking, and dream of the day she can open a little bakery where people see her talent instead of her size. Then, on the day of her sister's wedding, everything changes. Ryan Carter, the NHL's legendary ice captain, arrives expecting to watch his greatest rival get married—only to discover that the bride is his own girlfriend. Humiliated before the entire country, Ryan makes one reckless decision that shocks the world.

Gandhara Alejandro was a part of group of thieves within the town of Gale. With skin pale as snow and hair that glimmers like silver, deep-set iris eyes; she was totally the definition of a human pixie. Gandhara despises a soldier with a black tag title and she’s attempting her best to maintain a strategic distance from experiencing one of them. How can she survive when she unconsciously stole the heart of the foremost billionaire and the ruler of the front line within the City? Will she elude from their fixation, or will she ended up tamed to one of them?