Captain Peralta Novels & Stories

He touches the screen quickly and the announcer begins to speak and move down the line. "Captain Terrax will be fighting a Latroot...Commander Saz will be fighting a Mangog...Commander Fornis will be fighting a Bunte...Captian Het will be fighting a Zobilo...Captain Cailan will be fighting a Balsig," the announcer says so quickly I stop breathing so I can hear him properly.

“The Glory of the United States Police Force! Captain Victor! Explore the Path of the Legendary Captain’s Growth!” “Los Angeles’ Number One Captain! Multiple Unsolved Cases That Have Been Unsolved for Decades!” “California Hero, Captain Victor, the Gut-Wrenching Arresting Officer! He Was Once Personally Awarded the Medal of Courage by the Governor!” “Exclusive News! The Gut-Wrenching Criminals Are Backed up by a Mexican Drug Lord!” “All Five of the Gut-Wrenching Officers Have Been Arrested. The Petition for the Death Inquisitor To Come to Los Angeles Has Been Declared a Failure!”

He was taken aback as he heard a silent scream that seemed to echo in his head. "Do you like what you see?" Jon was startled by a voice coming from his side. He looked at the source of the voice and found Captain Salazar standing beside him. Seeing the captain's profile, Jon noticed the tall nose and lips that ended in an upward curl. The captain's face was dark and the eyes that peered below his prominent brow ridge were intense. The hair around his temples were white and wrinkles had already started to make deeper grooves around his eyes. Despite his straight posture and energetic movements, Jon could tell that the captain was advanced in years. "I have always liked looking at these rocks,

A young man poked a tall man who was facing away and, when he turned around, he looked at me for a while, before pointing to a single vacant chair in the middle of everyone. — Mrs. Salvatore, sit down. — I do that and he still looks at me. — I'm Rafaelle, captain of the group responsible for hunting the boss. — Also the one who wants to give up on saving his Capo. — I say without control of my own mouth. But I don't apologize.

The beta pushes Serene out of the kitchen and towards the back door. "B-but I don’t—" "Stop talking and just go! You’ve been so late helping in the kitchen, so don’t complain why I am assigning you to this task." With that, Serene shut her mouth and just thought that she could do it. Besides, she knew where the market was because she’d been there before when she first entered their territory and before becoming a captive to the Perilous.

Rita rushed to the deck and suddenly heard the ship's security guards chatting in a corner. One of the guards was proudly talking about how he had easily made a million. It turned out that during the previous incident, the group of thugs had kidnapped Percy and Rita. After they managed to escape, Jaden left with Percy, and Rita stayed behind, waiting. Suddenly, a big fire broke out. This fire was set by Noah's instructed guards, allowing him to use the opportunity to save Rita.

I have never seen him play before~~ ~~I think this is Nico Lancaster's replacement @Nico Lancaster~~ ~~Why was Captain Nico on the floor like a princess waiting for her prince charming to save her @Nico Lancaster~~ ~~This guy is going to be the biggest player on The Viper team, I love him already~~ ~~What's his name and can we get more videos of him? He is way cooler than Nico~~ A bitter laugh escaped my throat, and I dropped the phone onto my thigh. The sheer nerve of these people to tag me directly. They wanted to make absolutely sure I saw them dragging me.

Frowning, I slowly glanced over my shoulder and the world stopped as familiar bright blue eyes met mine. Hunter Fucking Beaumont? He stretched a hand towards me, lips pressed into a thin line. “Hello, Captain.”

“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.”

The young man was surprised to hear that from the old man, and asked. ‘How do you know that?’ ‘Because I was there. My name was Ccaptain CCasablanca before I changed it to, James Alfred Simpson, the Author.’ ‘What? You mean?’ Titus was shocked to hear that from the old man. He was looking at him with great surprise. ‘Yes. I was the Captain of the pirate ship.’ ‘It can’t believe you grandpa. According to the story, Captain Casablanca died. Why would you now said, it’s you?’ He argued with the old man.