Captain Nathaniel Flint Novels & Stories

Chapter 721 I Feel Sorry for Your Past While hearing the discussion of the audience and looking at the man staring at the captain opposite with a dark face, Sydney felt like she had a headache and massaged her forehead. Facing Julien's hostility, the captain was so embarrassed. But those few young police officers behind him laughed like crazy. "Ahem ahem!" the captain cleared his throat. Then, as he scratched his head, he looked at Julien and said with embarrassment, "Mr. Flint, could you let me go?"

“Hello, Nathan. Nice to hear your voice too.” “I wish I could say the same, but that’s never going to happen because the next time we ever interact will be when you and your troop are behind bars.” “That is where you are mistaken because the only thing that will happen is that you will assist your companion and use that degree of yours for a good cause.” The Captain snarled. “What exactly do you mean?” Nathan inquired while Jim listened intently to their discussion. “Open the link of the image that we have sent you.” Jim followed the Captain’s instructions.

A Marvio Ancienterre gives recognition to Nathaniel's show of power. Nathaniel seething calmly as his aura burning the very ground. He was assigned as the captain of Legendary Royal Knights as well as the commander of the Royal order. His strength could par and even surpasses his older brother Nicholai, who in the contrary has an agape mouth just witnessing the showed of power, his little brother did.

he greeted his Captain/Master upon passing through in front of him. "Good day, Staff Captain Nathaniel," he responds to him. "You seemed to be so lonely when you came back from your vacation. Is there something bothering you or is there someone you have left behind?" his Captain asked him while tapping his shoulder. Captain William Mariner is already in his mid 50's but he still looks young and active. He treated Nathaniel as his son already. Nathaniel smiled at his Captain. He also treated him as his father. He has traits that are the same as his late father. "Hmmm. Yes, I'm a little bit bothered Captain. I just left my heart in the Philippines," he confessed.

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

He fights the others, trying to get to Lincoln but Nelson blocks his way. “Don’t!” Nelson orders him. “This isn’t the right time.” “He insulted my mom!” Nathan shouts. “I know and he’ll be punished for it! Now shut up and stay still!” Nathan takes a few deep breaths and glares at Lincoln. Nelson turns to him, looking very disappointed. “I wouldn’t have been surprised if Nathan was behaving like an a*s but it seems that you two have switched personalities today!” Nelson barks at Lincoln. “I made you the captain of the team to lead them, not get into fights with your own members!”

I finished the drill and i started the next one without pausing. What I registered, across the full length of the ice, was Jax registering him. The captain's execution didn't slip and his rhythm didn't break, but his awareness of the man in the glass shifted in a way I had learned to read over months of close observation. A tightening, and the extra fraction of precision that appeared whenever something external introduced visible stakes into the room. After practice, in the corridor, Holt stepped into my path with the natural ease of someone who had never once needed to position himself awkwardly in a room he entered.

Guess I'm running mad to even imagine dirty stuff about him, as much as I know he's still a minor. "Your eyes are revealing too much, Felisha-" he chuckled. I had to bite my lip to stop it from cussing him out loud. I etched closer to his chest but almost regretted it when his sweet cologne swooned across my senses. My lips produced a groaning sound and I forced myself to break the contact. "Didn't know your obsession towards football was this much" For a moment he stared at me, his dreamy eyes digging into my soul. I managed an uptight face and a smile broke out of his lips, "I am the football captain afterall" he sniggered and I felt the need to roll my eyes.

She smiled Peacefully at me and walked quietly to where Phoebe was lying and rubbed her slim fingers on Phoebe’s cheek. Watching the servant girl was fascinating. One could get carried away too especially because of the peace which erupts from inside her to others. I couldn't say much. Taking my eyes from her, I twisted the doorknobs which were slightly hard to pull earlier and stomped to my car. Nathaniel. He's been an old enemy whom I thought was beheaded by his older brother, Alexander. I didn't know that Alexander was even more than a coward. He had allowed his younger brother to dominate him while he was still alive and breathing.