Captain Ice Cookie Run Novels & Stories

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,

He desperately needed to connect to the outside world. Jim pried the phone from the still warm fingers of the hand and tapped the screen to check for a signal. No bars were showing, but the screen was open on a text conversation. He swallowed hard. He was sure he recognised the number and it made him nauseous. The most recent message had been sent a few hours ago, while Jim had been out weeding. It read: TY Phil, once again u r a STAR!!! I’ll b there soon 2 pick up the spare keys. Don’t tell J I’m w8ing for him @ the bungalow. Don’t want him 2 do another runner!!! xxx

Ericson uttered ecstatically to Denise as he reached for a bottle of champagne that was situated not far away from him ,inside the ice bucket"You are going to get blown the fuck away!" "OH MY GOD!"Denise squiled loudly , bouncing excitedly on the seat as she looked at Eric with wide eyes"Are we really going to LáBlanca? Like Dom LáBlanca?" "The one and the only"Ericson confirmed just as thrilled "OH FUCKK!"Denise screamed one more time, earning chuckles from the rest of us ,before turning her face towards Bani who was sitting between her and Nikhil"Did you hear that Bani? We are fucking going to LáBlanca! Oh god ,I've been wanting to go there like....since forever"

Chapter 3 A silver envelope sat on the dark wood of Ryan Carter’s kitchen island. It looked harmless, but it had the power to stop the highest-scoring forward in the National Hockey League in his tracks. Ryan stared down at the elegant silver script across the front. He knew that handwriting instantly, and he certainly knew the name printed right above the return address: Matt "The Monster" Garrity.

They were punctual to work and performed their tasks, but made sure they complained loudly. Mr. Cox had taken a sick leave these past few days. She was not fooled. She knew men like Mr. Cox did not accept defeat gracefully. He was planning his comeback. But whatever he was scheming she was going to make sure she stayed 3 steps ahead of him. He was going to find out the hard way that she wasn’t just some girl whom he could push over. She was stronger than he imagined. --------- Later that day, Ceci knocked on her door. “Ma’am there is a delivery for you.”

A public declaration of love. That was all Lori wanted for her twentieth birthday. Instead, she caught her secret boyfriend, Travis, in her bed, with Elena— her cruelest rival. Furious and desperate, Lori runs straight into Lucas Miller’s bed. He is also Elena's bitter ex-boyfriend. Lucas has a strict rule. He only sleeps with a girl once. But now, he is hunting Lori down and wants to properly date her. There is just one problem. Lori's best friend has been in love with Lucas for years. Lori is now trapped in a dangerous game of secrets and revenge. She does not know if she is winning the game or walking straight into a predator's trap.

I needed it more than I had ever needed anything on the ice and that was saying something because I had needed things on the ice my entire life. Noah Carter was the only serious competition standing between me and that. So I decided to remove him. Bella first. I got her number and used it to pull his attention sideways. It didn’t work. He broke up with her faster than I expected and came back to the ice sharper than before. So I kept Bella close and used her differently. Put her in front of him at the camp. Let her say what she said. Let him burn. He burned brighter. Three goals. A win. The captaincy.

Heather muttered and I slowly turned away from her and focused on the game. Only then did I realize that Chase was on the ice too. I hadn't even noticed him because Zander was all I could see at that moment. Now I saw why he was called the King of the ice. He easily dominated it without even trying. He moved across the ice with precision and speed unlike any other but there was a problem even i noticed. He refused to pass the puck to anyone else other than Mason or Kai despite the others being open. A whistle was blown suddenly. “Take a seat, Cole” A man yelled and I got up from my seat almost immediately.

He was running down the beach. “Your ice cream!!” I shouted at his back. He ran into the next wave, with his ice cream still in his hand. I laughed hard, trying to pretend to be a normal passerby while keeping an eye on the ocean as the mob finally made it to the beach. “Fucking hell,I shouldn't have believe that Easton Carter was buying ice cream from here of all places…” “Yeah…” “We lost him.” Easton's head popped out of the ocean on the other end as he took in some air. I stifled my giggle and watched him. He winked at me before diving back in.