Captain Kuchiki Novels & Stories

It was already too late. A tear leaked out, tracing a path down my temple and soaking into my hair. I pressed my palm against my stomach, wishing I could somehow turn back the clock. Bradley is going to be so heartbroken, I thought, a sob catching in my throat. Bradley Norwood. My husband. The billionaire captain of the city’s hockey team, a man who literally had the world at his fingertips. He was larger than life, a fierce competitor who hated losing more than anything. And underneath all that rough, athletic exterior, he had this quiet obsession with the future.

“This mission nearly ended up in disaster.” “Come on, we’re lucky that both you and Ren didn’t ended up getting killed!” said Tohya comfortingly. “The captain won’t blame you for it, and neither would the Elder. They’ve both gotten intel on the job from Italy’s authorities.” “A cover-up?” Ren guessed, and Tohya nodded. “I knew it.” [1] -taichou: Captain or commander in Japanese.

“Yes. I am aware. Thank you for the suggestion, adventurer-san. Oh, my apologies… I didn’t catch your name.” “It’s Jai. Jai Waetford.” Jai smiled. The soldiers by the benches widened their eyes, one of the even almost choked on their food. The captain offered his hand and they shook hands. “Jai-san, I am Captain Haneda of the East Military Post. Nice to meet you.” “Likewise, Captain Haneda.” Jai nodded. “Well then. You are welcome to stay and rest in our post anytime. If you’re hungry, our chef is quite good. You can order some menus from him.” The captain offered.

"The school is on our way. And that cake, who is it for?" "For my girlfriend," blushed Shinji. "And yours, Katsu?" "This one is for a girl I really like... Her name is Keiko, and she's the captain of the cheerleading team." "I bought one for Mr. Tanarro, but he rejected it," Kentzuque replied angrily. Then she jumped, sitting between the two relatives, and leaned against Yukio's arm. "Next time, I won't buy him anything..." "Hey, stay away from me, kid!" he tried to push him away.

I have never seen him play before~~ ~~I think this is Nico Lancaster's replacement @Nico Lancaster~~ ~~Why was Captain Nico on the floor like a princess waiting for her prince charming to save her @Nico Lancaster~~ ~~This guy is going to be the biggest player on The Viper team, I love him already~~ ~~What's his name and can we get more videos of him? He is way cooler than Nico~~ A bitter laugh escaped my throat, and I dropped the phone onto my thigh. The sheer nerve of these people to tag me directly. They wanted to make absolutely sure I saw them dragging me.

I ate it just to spite him. We were sitting on a bench, me trying not to shiver, him scrolling through comments on the post like it was the morning paper. “‘They look so happy’,” he read aloud, smirking. “‘Captain finally bagged a baddie.’ ‘He’s way out of her eague.’ That one actually was not my favorite. I rolled my eyes. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “It’s kinda fun.” He bumps my shoulder. “Admit it. You’re having fun too.”

She said while staring at her bandaged hand. “Sorry, but yeah” he sheepishly apologized. “It is hard to work out my strength. It gradually grew as I got older,” he said. Kazuha then heard something and went to the fence to check on the commotion. The other guys check on it too. “Hyakuya Kurai! Come out! I am Karasuma Takashi. The Captain of the Kendo club and the champion ‘Thunder’ among my high school peers in the prefecture. I have heard of your strength and the deeds which you have committed. I challenge you!”

My chest tightened so hard I almost lost focus completely. I swallowed hard and stepped off the mat quickly before emotions could fully catch up to me. The rest of tryouts blurred together after that. By the time the judges finally returned with clipboards, everybody looked ready to pass out. One of the coaches stepped forward. “Captain position goes to...” She smiled slightly. “Iris.” The gym erupted immediately. Iris looked happy but not surprised. Because honestly? She deserved it. Then names for the squad started getting called one by one. Girls squealed. Some cried. Others looked devastated.