Captain Peralta Novels & Stories

“I know, princess, but the man left us as kids to build the fortunes that he has now. He killed people in the process of that and he ruined houses and families…” “Dante, you’re an Alpha too, and lately the Capo dei Capi, wouldn’t you have to kill to keep your power? I know that I am wrong in comparing the two of you together but I want you to understand my point of view. As far as I understood, you’re actually there to ruin whatever empire he built, doesn’t that make you bad?” Elena said, making me take a deep breath to calm myself down. Sensing my annoyance, my sister froze completely, not saying a word as she lay in my arms.

Philip countered, holding his ground. Before the argument could escalate any further, the head judge clapped his hands loudly from the front stage to command immediate order. “Attention, designers! The evaluation panel has finalized the scores, and the top rankings are now live on the main display screen.” I already knew my name wouldn't be anywhere near the top three after making such a fatal technical error. But despite the ache in my chest, I turned my head toward the glowing digital board anyway.

"The entire hockey team is facing disqualification because five of their starting players suddenly passed sections they were failing miserably." "But this isn't my laptop, Mr. Vance, because mine has a scratch on the logo and this one is brand new," I pleaded, reaching out to touch the sleek aluminum casing before drawing my hand back. "Someone must have put it in there to frame me, and you know I've spent the last two years tutoring those guys for free because I wanted the team to succeed."

He shrugged his shoulders meaning I don't know before he said " I really don't know what is going on Emala, but I'm sure there's something strange about it " Cesar said, seriousness appeared on his features, and in the blink of an eye, that capacity turned into tension and anxiety that dominated everyone Without anyone noticing, one of Perla's followers ran up to her very quickly before slamming the door violently as she bowed in terror. " Madam, madam, l...the luna of the Blood Moon pack is back " Perla, who had fiery hair, crimson eyes, and brown skin, was standing before an old picture, and when she heard the voice of her maid, she pulled out a whip and struck it.

The CEO at the center of it all. I stopped at the CEO's name. Daniel Carter. For a long moment, I just stared at the screen. Seven years. Seven years I had been running from that name. And now it had found me. The file was thick. Witness statements. Financial records. Offshore accounts. The kind of story I usually lived for. The kind of story that made my name. But this wasn't just a story. This was Daniel. I closed the file. Pushed back from my desk. Walked to the window and stared out at the city.

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.

The captain had retained his title from his college days and the identity had remained what he was addressed with by his workers and closest friends. He had earned a fortune in drug dealing and had built an empire with it. While covering his main business as the CEO of different companies, the captain was a drug dealer. He was about to get off the couch when Cathrina walked in. He stared at her from head to toe. Her eyes were red. She had no shoes on and was looking like a volcano that was about to erupt. “What's the problem Mi Amor?” he began taking steps toward her. She pointed a finger at him. “Don't you dare come close to me,”

But he has always listened to Lucia's instructions, and now that Lucia is not moving, he can't rush up directly, so he can only stare nervously in Edward's direction, and at the same time pray in his heart that he can hold on for a while. The commotion here has attracted the attention of other guests, but Perla is a celebrity at the bar, and the regulars know her background, so she didn't seek to meddle in her own affairs. "You better come with me obediently, my bodyguards are all trained." Perla glanced at her subordinates, and motioned for them to tap when they started later, and just take the people's uniforms away. She's here to find a man, not to fight. "Can you still do it?"

Indirectly they can witness the greatness of the best captain in the kingdom of La Mancha which is no longer in doubt. It seems the princess is also a swordsman. Seeing the captain's wound which wasn't too deep and as expected with a calculated distance. The blood didn't stop immediately. But it doesn't flood the captain's clothes. An assistant captain came and gave a cloth to bandage the wound for a while. However, Irlac politely refused. The assistant resigned after receiving orders from Irlac. Irlac drew his sword at the princess's wish. As much as possible he would refrain from harming Princess Eleanor. Otherwise, he might be punished. At worst he might be fired as a captain. Truly a cap

He looked less like the untouchable club captain and more like a very dangerous domestic hazard who had wandered out of a romance novel. "We need to talk," he said, his dark eyes finding mine immediately before flicking toward Lucía. "Alone, if that's alright." Lucía looked between the two of us, back and forth, her gaze lingering on the state of my hair and the fact that I was wearing his clothes. Something in her expression shifted from protective suspicion into something dangerously close to enthusiastic approval. "I'll be right outside," she said, gathering her bag with theatrical slowness. She paused right beside Tiago, leaned in, and delivered a stage-whisper loud enough to rattle the