Captain Love Novels & Stories

"Very well, Captain. Looking forward to talk to you later. Now I shall go and call the doctor." Meanwhile, Ava had a little talk with the captain. Although he was a stern guy by nature, he was friendly with her. The captain lived alone in this country after retiring from the army. He had no family left, he had never got married. He simply lived all by himself. Ava promised to visit him tomorrow and brought him a cup of broth and some food.

I’d maybe said some things over the years about how much he sucked and how he was probably the reason their team played like shit. He probably heard me say those things even.. But he was the adult here. Couldn’t he be less petty about it? “Hunter, as you know,” he continued. “This is the captain of the Raven Hill hockey team, Tristan Reeves.” Yeah. I knew. “The history between you two needs to be put behind you both now. As he’s your captain, you’re going to respect him.” Respect? I couldn’t even hold back the laugh that left me. But Coach clearly didn’t share in my humor because his gaze sharpened. “Whatever nonsense you were allowed to get away with on your old team doesn’t fly here, got i

More than once, she threw Kristen to the ground, humiliating her and beating her senseless. As the days passed, the hatred in Kristen's eyes grew sharper. One night, she lunged onto her cellmate's bunk, clamping her hands over the woman's mouth and nose. But her cellmate overpowered her, and Kristen's head struck the bed frame. Just like that, she died on impact. Meanwhile, Elijah had his captain's license revoked after the accident. Still, the company had no intention of giving up on such a gifted captain. Yet, whenever he stepped onto the bridge as an assistant, he would fixate on the red dot on his phone. Then, he'd steer the ship straight toward the open sea.

“Do it.” I froze. “What are you saying?” “Hit me,” he growled. His eyes locked on mine, steady and sure. “If you cannot fight him any other way, then burn me. I will take it. I will not run from you.” Magnus laughed, a low sound full of victory. “Even he admits it. You are mine now. You see, flame, love cannot save you. Only fire can.” The reflection inside me hissed in joy. Yes. Strike him. Offer him as the first sacrifice.

She said as she walked over to Gavin and stood right in front of him. Nina tried to stop her tears and gave Gavin the smile she had previously given, the most sincere smile she had ever shown. "Now I'm not a 10 year old girl who doesn't understand where fate will take her. I've grown up and it's all thanks to you, Captain. You made me believe that I have a chance to be truly accepted and loved. Now, what you said back then has been proven. In the same country where we met, I met a man who treated me so well, the same way you treated me before. Captain, you are the love of my life. But now, I have found true love. Yes, true love will accompany my every step."

Others remained loyal. "Enough!" Jack roared. Little Thumb, Black Baldy, the cook, and one other crewman stepped forward. "We’re with you, Captain," said Little Thumb. "Whatever your decision is." Jack looked at his most loyal men and faced the ghost. "I’m taking my woman." The specter smiled. "You sailed the seas for months… only to choose the woman in the end." "I love her." Part of the crew began to protest. Jack raised his voice, cold as steel:

With one last glance at the burial spot, I leave. ____________ Senior Capo has a past lover, but why is her identity hidden from everyone? Vote and Comment my loves... ♥️♥️

His cloak fell back into place and Shaun barely saw the captain's emblem on his chest. "I am Captain Aaron, how dare you grab me?" He pulled his hand back and swung his arm back to backhand Shaun. His hand only hit the air as Shaun leaned back, avoiding it. Immediately, the sound of chairs and tables being moved was heard as people cleared space around them. Shaun and the captain started to circle each other; the captain was clearly enraged, but Shaun remained calm. When the door was behind him, Shaun stopped circling wanting to drag this encounter outside to avoid damaging the tavern property.

Thorne. Captain of the team that now owned my contract. The man whose championship trophy I'd stolen with a last-second, impossible goal three months ago. He looked even bigger up close, a mountain of muscle and simmering rage barely contained in a Vipers t-shirt and track pants. His ice-blue eyes locked onto mine, and the air grew thick, heavy with the promise of violence. "Valdez," he said, his voice a low growl that vibrated through the floor. "Welcome to hell."

He snapped a wrist shot into the top corner of the net so hard the black puck rattled violently inside the twine. Ethan slammed his stick against the plexiglass in celebration, cheering. Damon coasted backward, turning toward the stands to wipe sweat from his brow with his glove. His dark eyes scanned the perimeter until they locked onto me standing by the tunnel. Even from fifty feet away across a crowded ice rink, I saw his entire demeanor shift. The ruthless, cutthroat captain melted away. A tiny, quiet smile touched his lips—a private, subtle look meant entirely for me. My betraying heart gave a sudden, painful flutter. I couldn't help it. I smiled back.