Captain Cold Real Name Novels & Stories

“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.”

Fear. The stranger sighed. "I had hoped you were dead." Silence. Frank's face was drained of color. The stranger looked disappointed. "Would've saved us all time." Savannah exchanged a glance with Grayson. This wasn't what she expected. Not at all. The stranger returned his attention to Grayson. "My name is Lucas." Nobody spoke. The name meant nothing. But Frank reacted immediately. His legs nearly gave out. No!!. Not Lucas. The First Son. The Sovereign.

Mane wondered as his mind tried to figure out the reason why that name was so familiar to him. How could his mind which had never failed to recall a single fact, fail him now? Or was he just thinking too much about this? “I know him as Winks because he was a dear friend to me. The world once knew him as the Cold Emperor, King of all Eternals.”

He got out of the car without his grandson’s help and closed the door. It was quite fun to watch the dynamic between the two men. Seeing them interact reminded me that William Caddel was just a billionaire. He was also someone’s son and grandson. When he was by his grandfather, he lost the cold domineering aura he usually had. It was intriguing to see different sides to him. It made me wonder how many more layers he had. He was a ruthless billionaire (all billionaires were). He was also a kind man who carried me to the hospital when I fainted. He was the considerate grandson who would go miles to fulfill his grandfather’s wish.

I guess he has been into a lot of battles and he delivers an aura of a genuine leader. His veins were visible in his hands like the roots of a tree nurtured on good soil, enough sunlight, and has survived amidst all the catastrophes. “I’m Captain Orley Nebuchister El Katanaga De Casteganio Ellisto Puedonito Bastamtike.” I tried not to laugh after hearing his short name. “Your name sounds honorable, Sir. But it’s lengthy and easy to forget. I would suggest you change it into a cooler one like… red beard. Captain Red Beard of the West.”

I let out a heavy sigh, shifting my weight to stand up, but Jessica reached out and pressed both hands against my chest, pushing me firmly back into the sofa. “You look completely dead on your feet, Lu,” she murmured, her voice softening. “How about I grab you something cold to drink before you collapse?” At the mere mention of a drink, my throat burned with a dry ache, reminding me just how little water or food I’d had since driving across the state. “Make it something cold,” I muttered, leaning my head back against the cushion. “Sure thing,” Jessica replied, flashing me a slow, deliberate wink as she stood up. She returned a moment later holding an icy bottle of beer. “Here you go, papi. Y

"Stubborn captain. Okay. Together." The man turned into an alley between two old buildings. Snow covered the ground. We followed careful. I whispered. "He stopped. Near the end of the alley." Kade slowed. "I see him. Stay behind me." We approached slow. The man stood under a dim light. He held the sign again. SASHA. Kade called out. "Hey. You. Why that name? Who are you?" The man smiled slow. "Kade Volkov. Nice game tonight. Your brother would be proud."

Mandy got up from her seat and went over to him, coming close to him. “Mandy Kalvey.” She watched recognition tint his eyes and she nodded her head.”Yes, I am Anthonio Kalvey's sister.” She answered his unspoken question. “And I know who you are.” Mandy continued and he raised his brows. “Captain. That's your name though I know it's not your real name, probably a code name right?” Captain squinted his eyes. “How do you know all these?” Mandy shrugged her shoulders. “I have my ways.” She turned and walked back to take her seat again.

Captain O said clearly already loosing his cool this time as his expression twisted in a very unreal way. The question came out sharper and more forceful as the frustration was becoming visible now, thick vain became visible on his head as his eyes narrowed, his jaw tightened while his hands slowly clenched. “I am the great Captain O, the only one who kissed death goodbye, the grim reaper and the only solution to life's journey on earth.” The declaration echoed throughout the hall forcing several Bratva soldiers to immediately straighten their postures as pride filled their expressions because to them, Captain O was more than a commander, he was a legend, a symbo and a weapon that had protec

Understanding this, Mario took a seat right beside the elderly man. "This is Nicholas, to be precise, Nicholas Alistair," Mario handed over his phone, intending to show a photo to Arthur. He had intentionally kept a photo of the man since learning that Kimberly lived at Nicholas's house. Arthur took Mario's phone and examined the displayed photo. "Who is he exactly?" Arthur asked. His curiosity was immense now. "According to an informant I assigned some time ago, Nicholas is the son of Robert Alistair, a British conglomerate. He currently holds the position of CEO at Alpha Beta, replacing Kenzi Maximilian, who is overseeing their subsidiary in London."