Captain Puffy Novels & Stories

"Fuck out here." Matt didn't even move an inch but he sneered, his usual bravado in his expression. “Aww, Captain, I think the queer has a crush on you.” His eyes gleamed with menace. “Sorry, but everyone knows our captain Noah likes slim girls, not queers butt fairies like you.”

He snapped a wrist shot into the top corner of the net so hard the black puck rattled violently inside the twine. Ethan slammed his stick against the plexiglass in celebration, cheering. Damon coasted backward, turning toward the stands to wipe sweat from his brow with his glove. His dark eyes scanned the perimeter until they locked onto me standing by the tunnel. Even from fifty feet away across a crowded ice rink, I saw his entire demeanor shift. The ruthless, cutthroat captain melted away. A tiny, quiet smile touched his lips—a private, subtle look meant entirely for me. My betraying heart gave a sudden, painful flutter. I couldn't help it. I smiled back.

I knew they were plotting something to get rid of us, but I didn’t expect them to be old-fashioned. “Come on, my friend. I know you’re bluffing,” I said in disbelief. “The captain never bluffs. Do you know why he became our captain? Aside from being the strongest among us, he’s ruthless than you could ever imagine. No one dares to defy his commands. He’s famous for torturing prisoners until they can no longer breathe.” The man chuckled before his head dropped on the table. I don’t know how to deal with pirates because they never sent me on a mission with them. But I know how to tame criminals.

Del fuero as his elephant ears reddened and his glare at me intensified, halatang hindi nagustuhan ito especially that someone who was laughing right now at his expense. "Will you shut your goddamn mouth, Captain Corteza???" Galit na saad nito sabay lingon sa likuran nito, causing the staffs blocking the captain from the view hastily stepped to the side and revealing the laughing captain. Probably they're scared to be pierced by their employer's dagger look. At the sight of the captain, napapatango na lang ako. I can tell that he had the same height with Mr.del fuero's but not with his behaviour for sure. His black hair was slightly wavy and long, but not as long as Allan's shoulder length h

she grabbed his hands and walked towards Paul. "I want to formally introduce you to each other. Pauly this is my boyfriend, Cater who's a captain in the military. And Carter, this is Pauly I mean Paul. I'm sorry, I was used to calling him that. He's my co-actor on the series and a good and close friend of mine." she smiled at them while the two men shake their hands. "Nice to meet you, Captain". Paul knew that from how Carter looks at him that he doesn't want him to be around Isabella.

Flapping over his partner’s face and eyes, Allen observed her thin lips press together into a pronounced frown at its provocation. “Quit your grousing, Witch.” The Captain snarled over his shoulder, “You’re lucky I even agreed to let you aboard my vessel.” Possessing many of the characteristics one might expect from a naval man, the Captain hid a sneer under the thick whiskers of his beard as he gripped the wheel agitatedly with his calloused hands. A stocky man of square build, the ship’s captain was a gruff and unhospitable individual. Making his resentment known since they had embarked, Allen was not surprised that he was all but sympathetic towards their complaints.

Swami taught "Capt. "It is enough not to aggravate Captain Swamy". Clara teased. "Paul, you are lucky today, 'Captain. "Please don't distract us from the story": Paul turned to the Captain. "No one can pay attention to the story if you both sit like this," Captain. "Please do not move," Paul scolded Clara as she sat on his lap. "Oh… and…" Clara sat on his lap again and moved. "Your trousers are moving," teased Captain Paul. "No matter how many meditation classes you: go to, the captain is the same old captain. You won't get better," Paul.

How come I hadn't heard of this big match till now. For Boston Kings, this wasn’t just another college hockey match. It was the match of the year for the junior category as the seniors were on an Away Match. And the captain, of course, was Ace. He's the Captain of the Juniors and Assistant, overall. I know he plays, but I didn't realise just how great he is. His face is everywhere on posters, on the campus website, even on T-shirts. It feels strange seeing him like this, smiling from paper, when I remember our last conversation. The cold look in his eyes as he made his offer, and the way my hand trembled as I was about to sign the contract in the silence of my room.

His long fingers hooked under the fabric of his jersey, right where the bold, white letter *C* was stitched over his heart. With one slow pull, he ripped the captain's patch straight off his chest, tearing the threads. The guys gasped out loud. Coach stepped forward, his eyes wide with shock. "Ryan, what the hell are you doing?" Ryan didn't answer him. He held the fabric patch in his hand for a second, looking down at it. Then, he opened his palm and dropped the captain's C onto the floor right at Daniel's feet. He looked up, his rough voice cutting through the silent room like a razor blade. "If you're accusing her, you're accusing me," Ryan said coldly, his eyes locked on the team. "I quit

“Emma and Chuks. Tasha and Ian. Brittany and Claire. Sam and Ruby....” Ryder leaned back in his chair like he was too good for all of it. “Zachary Jameson....” Professor Staks paused. My spine stiffened. I hoped it wasn't a self obsessed turd. Please God, please. “and Michelle Jackson.” Ouf, the gamer girl? Thank Goodness. Professor Staks coughed. "Sorry Michelle goes with Antonio Vonn. I meant Zachary Jameson and Mr Summers."