Captain Phillips Novels & Stories

Ethan Kane transferred to Hazard High Elite hockey team. He came to fight for the captaincy he has admired all this years. But then he meets his old best friend and secret crush, Jax Rivera wearing the C badge referring to the captain of the team on his jersey. Their reunion ignites buried tension and old feelings. After losing a match that would have earned him a chance of being the captain, he finds himself pinned against the tiled walls in the locker room by Jax. Instead of shoving him off, Ethan finds himself surrendering completely to Jax and allowing him to take his dream completely. Jax then offers a deal that Ethan gives him total submission while he on the other hand keeps it a

Thorne. Captain of the team that now owned my contract. The man whose championship trophy I'd stolen with a last-second, impossible goal three months ago. He looked even bigger up close, a mountain of muscle and simmering rage barely contained in a Vipers t-shirt and track pants. His ice-blue eyes locked onto mine, and the air grew thick, heavy with the promise of violence. "Valdez," he said, his voice a low growl that vibrated through the floor. "Welcome to hell."

I’ve done my best. ‘Hey, don’t close your eye.’ The officer dropped his head, and died. Prince Philip was angry and mad. The war was getting worse. The pirates are roaring, though there was great lose on their side. Captain Taylor ran to one of the guns, pushed the dead officer on it aside, and aimed the engine side of the pirate ship, and shot at it. There was a great blast. The ship was badly damaged, and gave out a wrecking sound. There was fire everywhere.

Elijah chided, though there was more affection than anger in his tone. He held her tight, as if afraid she might slip away from him. "You're going to live. We still have a lifetime together." Such sweet words. Unfortunately, they weren't meant for me. I doubted I was included in the future he spoke of. Just then, an urgent voice crackled through the boat's radio. "Captain Jensen, come in! This is Staff Captain Oscar Baker. We've completed the headcount, but one person is missing. We're turning back to look for them."

I was ready to open the door when it was opened from the inside by Lia, "There you are, Lia. I've been searching for you. Is there a problem, please? What went wrong?" "What's the name of the Team Captain on the other team again?" she inquired. I was taken aback by what she was asking, but I still responded, "Phillip Garcia. Why? Is he causing you any problems?" She sighed and said, "Is there anything that resembles Phillip? Do you think he looks like someone you know?" I pondered it at the time. I felt he seemed familiar, but I couldn't come up with anything, "He has some striking similarities, but don't be suspenseful. Just get to the point. What exactly is it?"

He wasn't looking at me, but there was a faint, ugly smirk on his face that hadn't been there ten minutes ago. He had seen the note. Or maybe he’d seen the person who put it there. I shoved the shard into my pocket, my skin crawling. I needed to get out of here. I needed to be alone. I hurried to the parking lot, my head down, ignoring the few fans waiting by the gates. I climbed into my car and locked the doors, leaning my head against the steering wheel. My phone buzzed in the cup holder. Unknown Number: Meet me at the old pier in thirty minutes. Don't be late, Captain.