Captain Hikifune Novels & Stories

Her gaze sent a quiver down his spines. “You are all fifteen minutes late.” They sat down faster than a flash of lightning. He huffed, knowing that his mother is the Elder assigned to help them with their mission. Kitori Mizuki, Head Tactician of the Kingdom of Theupholis’ Elite Forces. She is known for her intelligence and tactics.

HANA feels very scared when she saw the complete transformation of the captain. She wanted to run but she couldn’t move her feet. She wanted to use her power but there’s no water left inside the room. She looked down and saw her feet were covered of slimy thing from the captain’s body. There’s nothing I can do now. said Hana in her mind. But the only thing she can do is to shout for help. So, she did. When Vincent, Chen and Keiynan heard her scream, they immediately run towards the room where the shout’s coming from.

Oh my God. It dawned on me at that moment… Lucas already lost the captain's title… There's no way Coach is letting Kianeffing Maddox go. “Everyone gather around.” The coach's voice came as he hugged Scott, “That's my boy. I am really proud of you.” “And to everyone on the team. We have our new MVP and captain of the team. Kian Maddox.” The coach announced. The rink erupted with cheers and whistles. Lucas threw his helmet on the floor, getting everyone's attention.

Still in shock, Captain Han saw that it was Kiran and was about to speak when suddenly, from behind him came the sound of a Buddhist chant. Captain Han turned to see an old monk with white hair and a beard, wearing a monk's robe, raising his hand. Captain Han initially thought Kiran had saved him, but seeing the old monk's gesture, he assumed the monk had saved him. Now, seeing Kiran in front of him only increased his annoyance. He shouted at Kiran, "Get out of the way quickly, or you might lose your life." Captain Han got up, looking at the old monk, "Master, could you help subdue that monster?"

I looked around and saw a tall, muscular guy with dark hair walking out of the shadow. I recognized him. He was the captain of the school football team, a blazing sports star that was famous across the country, playboy number one, and practically a male whore. Lucas Sigler. He was wearing a tailored suit, which fit him perfectly everywhere except the part of his upper arms. It took me a while to figure out that Lucas Sigler was actually talking to me because he walked straight at me in front of everyone. "You..." He lowered his head and stared at me, looking intense.

Nathan happened to walk by, stick in hand. I figured that as captain he'd at least do something about the toxic bullying. Instead he was frowning, still griping to the vice-captain. "Our blue-line defense was like wet paper today. Bunch of useless idiots." He didn't even glance at the jerseys strewn across the floor, just took one long stride over them and strode off. Watching his arrogant back, I let out a bitter laugh. Back in my dorm that night, with nowhere to vent, I logged straight into my hockey-forum alt account: IceTyrant.

“I am not going anywhere. This war must stop, now.” Bozo chuckled. Kachi had broken out of his hiding place and was running towards them. In his hands was the rein of Bozo’s black stallion. A horse he had named, Ghost, some few days ago. “Take her to safety,” Bozo grunted and took the rein from the commander, “Make sure her injuries are attended to.” Kachi nodded and tried to take Ejima, but the woman would have none of it. “I said this war should end now.”

Nothing that could affect playoffs? Nothing like that I said keeping my voice steady. We are locked in. Focused. This team is ready. Getting lost was just a stupid mistake. We laughed about it on the way back. Turned it into a team building story actually. Captain got us lost. Classic. The crew laughed a little at that. Viktor waved them to keep rolling. Kade tell us more about this street food. What did you eat? Fans love those details.

"Dinner is at seven tomorrow," Carter said, dropping his dead phone onto the glass coffee table with a loud smack. My brain completely stalled out. "Tomorrow?" My voice cracked like a middle school boy. "As in... less than twenty-four hours from now?" "Less," he muttered, dragging both hands through his damp hair and tugging hard at the roots. The cocky hockey captain from five minutes ago was gone. His jaw was clenched so tight I thought his teeth were gonna shatter.

She always has a new gist whenever we talk. I pulled off my clothes and took a quick shower. Once I was done I tried to do my assignment, and when that didn't work cause I was a bit distracted by images of a certain captain, I turned on my laptop to read a book and when that didn't work either, I simply gave up and lied down to sleep. And was inevitably assaulted with dreams about a dark skinned, curly haired captain. So much for being calm and getting a good nights sleep. Thanks for reading Please, Vote/Comment