Captain Ice Cookie Run Novels & Stories

Running across the sand. Fair. With Adrian's shoe in his mouth. Reasonable. Proudly. God. Very proudly. Fair. Like he'd hunted it himself. Reasonable honestly. Then the chase began. God. Cookie ran. Fair. Adrian ran. Reasonable. Peanut ran. God. Then everybody else ran too. Fair. The entire beach. Reasonable honestly. Then Cookie turned it into a game. God. The worst possible outcome. Fair. Because puppies love games. Reasonable.

Stacy's Pov 'Run!' Star shouts in my head. 'What?' 'Run, you fucking idiot.' Oh, I don't have to be told twice. 'I just did.' I can feel her roll her eyes in my head. Speeding off at her words, I ran from Matt with him hot on my tail. 'Run towards the rocky area up that hill.' And I did exactly as she told me, I reached the top of the hill and stopped. Waiting for Matt to catch up with me. He gets before us in jeffy with a wolfish grin on his face.

This main is missing a screw or two. Adrian rolls up his sleeves while easily dodging the attacks. Without hesitation, Connor sprints behind the enemy as Adrian clicks his finger, freezing the adversary. Once Connor is ready to strike, Adrian waves his hand, the ice crumbles down, and Connor pierces the beast's heart. Jacob disfigured being drops lifeless, igniting into purple flames, just like the one back home. -"Everyone, inside now!" Adrian orders. The crowd rushes inside the castle, Adrian pulling me along with his grip steady on my wrist.

I braced my body for his physical impact, but his hands never actually touched me. Before Caleb could close the distance between us, a very tall, broad-shouldered man stepped directly between us and completely blocked Caleb’s path. I immediately recognized the dark hair and the massive physical build of Connor Blake, the highly respected captain of the college ice hockey team. Connor stood completely still, displaying a calm but incredibly dangerous presence that made Caleb freeze instantly in his tracks. "Is there a specific reason why you are harassing my girlfriend on the public sidewalk, Mercer?" Connor asked, his voice sounding incredibly cold and entirely steady.

Her amber eyes locked on the rune as Mira held it up. She stopped ten paces away. The others fanned out. Arrows remained nocked. Points aimed at our chests. “Torin is dead,” the woman said flatly. It was not a question. It was a statement. “We felt the pack bonds snap last night. The whole valley lit up like the moon herself was bleeding.” Mira’s jaw tightened. “He sent us here before the Ice Wolf’s raiders finished him.” A ripple went through the rogues. Whispers rose. Growls followed. One young male with a scar over one eye spat into the snow. His lips peeled back to show lengthening fangs.

"I understand fine. You ran Project Black Ice through back channels. Nikolai did the dirty work. Now it catches up." He stood and faced me. "Catches up if you talk. Son, I built your image. Clean captain. One word from me and it falls." "Falls already," I said. "Outburst took care of that. Now I take care of truth. Confirm it. You guilty in Project Black Ice." Christian voice cracked a little. "Guilty of what? Survival. Nikolai helps with threats. Project Black Ice keeps us safe." "Safe from what?" I asked fast. "From the deals you made? I hint the name and your face goes white. That confirms enough."

“Decision points only.” Derek gave a small nod and skated off. Coach appeared at the end of the row after the next whistle. He held out a hand and Jax passed him the tablet. Coach scrolled through the timestamps and the notes, expression unreadable at first. Then he gave a short, professional nod. “Clean enough. Finish the last three and send the file to my tablet. Don’t add anything else.” “Got it.” Coach handed the device back and walked toward the bench without further comment. Jax returned to the remaining clips.

the voice barked. "The ledger is secured, but the decryption key is with the boy," Roman said, his voice clipped and professional, completely masking the agonizing pain he was in. "Change of plans. Release the captain. Let him walk out of the warehouse. We're bringing the rookie to Pier 44 to unlock the drive." There was a long, agonizing pause on the other end of the line, the sound of the ocean wind whipping through the microphone, before the gruff voice finally grunted. "Copy that. The hockey player is being cut loose. Bring the kid."

Liam waved his small wooden stick high above his head, pointing straight down at the ice where his fathers battled as sworn rivals. Dominic skated by our bench, tapping the back of my leg with his stick, a rival captain acknowledging a rival captain, and an Alpha husband honoring his Omega mate. I gripped the board gate and settled onto the bench, my pulse thrumming as the cold air filled my lungs with absolute clarity. Husband versus husband, captain versus captain. Eight years of running and shadows were gone. The rivalry was fierce, the ice was clean, and the game belonged to us.

His boots made a lot of noise as he came towards me. "Coach, what is wrong?" I asked, wiping the sweat from my face. "The problem is you, Oliver Downhill!" Coach Miller appeared to be fuming as he was staring at me. "What is the meaning of this announcement? This is an ice hockey rink, not a place for you to talk about your love life! This is a school, not a place for you to make announcements about your relationship with Aurelia Winterfield!" I put my hands up in the air trying to defend myself. "Coach I am the future Alpha of the Flaming Wolves Clan. I can make announcements whenever I want and the people in charge of announcements will do what I say."