Captain Peachfuzz Novels & Stories

Sandra: Oh! You're a marine! That's so manly. But isn't it dangerous? Victor: Not really. It’s more paperwork than anything else. We’re on the sea most of the time, avoiding enemy waters, so it’s pretty chill. Sandra: That made you ten times more attractive to me. It’s funny, but I feel like you hold an important position, too. Victor: Yeah. I’m the captain. Sandra: That makes so much sense. You looked like you were the boss of something in your pictures. Are you a good captain, though? Take good care of your men?

“Ground rules. One: no one's dying in my fucking apartment Two: you shower daily or I hose you down. Three: I’m introducing you to someone.” “No.” “It’s not a rebound thing, I swear. It’s… a plan.” I narrowed my eyes. “Zoe.” She grinned, evil and perfect. “Ever heard of Rowan Parker?” My stomach flipped. Everyone had heard of Rowan Parker. Captain of the Ice Hawks, face like a storm cloud, body like a brick wall, and apparently allergic to relationships. He’d been single for two straight seasons while girls literally threw themselves at him after games.

Peach wanted to laugh so loud when she saw how Sue duck and cover her head. "What the?..." Tobias said confused about their reaction. "Shit! What the hell is he doing here?!" Sue asks nervously. "Seriously? What the heck is happening?" Looks like Tobias doesn't know who is the man outside the cafè. "What is wrong with your friend?" Prince Caspian curious asks. Peach shakes her head. "Don't mind them. They are being weird again." It's a normal scene for Peach since she's not normal too. "Hmm, I have crazy friends too, and you already met one of them." Prince Caspian smirk.

The corporate wars were still active on the division servers, but the hockey captain and his plus-size nutritionist were no longer running from the storm. ​We had crossed the boundary, and our future was completely secure.

Vivi stayed on the edge at first, but Theo handed her a slice and Finn teased Asher mercilessly about “painting dates.” “Captain’s gone soft,” Finn laughed. “But we like her.” Asher pulled Vivi onto the couch beside him. His arm stayed around her shoulders. For a few hours, the sabotage felt distant. But Delphine ruined it. Late that night, after everyone left, Vivi’s phone lit up. A new post from an anonymous account: more old sketches mixed with the leaked one of Asher. The caption read: “Captain distracted by damaged goods? Exhibition preview looks weak.” Attached was a fake review mocking her series as “rehashed trauma.”

The security officers smiled agreeably, knew the whole thing was bullshit, and waited for the meeting to start. Baba had a shaved head, serious eyes, and a degree in political science. He had huge hands, and a truly careful observer might have noticed the scars on his knuckles and wondered where they came from. But Quinn's eyes were on someone else. Peaches was five-five, blonde, and absolutely stunning. Heterosexual men, and that included Quinn, couldn't take their eyes off of her and she knew it. The nicely tailored red suit, tasteful gold jewelry, and matching accessories were icing on an already mouth watering cake.

She always has a new gist whenever we talk. I pulled off my clothes and took a quick shower. Once I was done I tried to do my assignment, and when that didn't work cause I was a bit distracted by images of a certain captain, I turned on my laptop to read a book and when that didn't work either, I simply gave up and lied down to sleep. And was inevitably assaulted with dreams about a dark skinned, curly haired captain. So much for being calm and getting a good nights sleep. Thanks for reading Please,

"Do you understand me, Mercer?" Caleb did not answer the question verbally. He simply glared at us, turned around aggressively, and walked back to his parked SUV before slamming the heavy door shut and driving away down the street. Once the vehicle disappeared around the corner, Connor finally dropped his arm from my shoulders and took a small step back to give me personal space. The sudden absence of his body heat made the afternoon air feel surprisingly cold. "Why would the team captain involve himself in a dispute between a regular player and a girl he does not even know?" I asked quietly, looking up at his sharp jawline while I gripped my shopping bags tightly.