Captain Novels & Stories

Now I feel even more pressured. "Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out for yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin...," the Kea rapid fires and we walk out of the holding room. I try to keep my face blank as I take my seat, but I can feel the females look me over. When I bring my eyes up I look right into the face of the most beautiful Bronkark woman I have ever seen and a smile breaks across my face.

“What an interesting choice.” The captain was taken aback by the comment, and floundered a response. “I, er, was I mistaken?” he stammered. “I apologize… I, uh, what should I call you?” “Whatever suits you,” Lucifer said, and waved off the question dismissively. The mercenary captain looked around nervously at his officers in search of answers, but none of them had one for him. Instead, the captain cleared his throat and adjusted his stance. “I… look, I understand that you love to play games,” said the captain, “but now isn’t the time. Our fleet’s taking a serious b

The man turned, irritation flashing across his face until recognition replaced it. “Well I’ll be damned,” the captain muttered. “If it isn’t the street rat.” Sachin grinned. “Still breathing, I see.” The captain’s eyes shifted to Elaina and Drake. “And who are these?” “Friends,” Sachin replied evenly. “They need passage... a quiet passage.” The captain crossed his arms. “You know that requires quiet costs.” “I know,” Sachin said. “But you owe me.” The captain’s brows lifted. “Do I?”

There is only one way to describe Elias Lockhart… Cocky to the bone.  And Raeliana Roosevelt? The one girl who refuses to fall for his charm. After one humiliating encounter too many, Elias offers her a deal: fake date him, survive Manhattan’s most ruthless private college, and make his ex regret ever leaving him. The rules were simple. Don’t fall in love.  Don’t tell the truth.  And definitely don’t let the whole school discover your relationship is fake. But sometimes the hardest fall doesn’t happen on the ice… It happens when your heart forgets the rules.

It gave me the spirit to continue learning. "Shouldn't we choose a commander?" said Thomas, but Haris seemed to be holding back his laughter. "What do you mean, commander? That's so old-fashioned. Make it a modern and famous title like Alpha." "Nowadays, a good nickname for a leader is captain, like in that Korean drama that humans often watch, right?" added Shey, to which Thomas immediately replied by pursing his lips. They were both ridiculous and funny, "Jay, Brian, Glenn, Barlie, or Haris. Which one of you three is willing to be captain?" Shey asked.

Nathan happened to walk by, stick in hand. I figured that as captain he'd at least do something about the toxic bullying. Instead he was frowning, still griping to the vice-captain. "Our blue-line defense was like wet paper today. Bunch of useless idiots." He didn't even glance at the jerseys strewn across the floor, just took one long stride over them and strode off. Watching his arrogant back, I let out a bitter laugh. Back in my dorm that night, with nowhere to vent, I logged straight into my hockey-forum alt account: IceTyrant.