Captain Rex Gif Novels & Stories

The captain nodded at Darrion, finally saying something in universal language. Darrion smiled. “Thank you, Sir!” The captain smiled at him. “Well then. I will be leaving first. There are things I have to do.” Jai nodded and stepped aside to let him pass. The captain stepped forward but stopped in front of Jai. “Are you coming, Fred?” The captain looked at the monkey that was still perching on Jai’s shoulder. “Mrruuu…” The monkey replied. The captain smiled. “Very well then. I will be in my office if you need some head rubs. Good day everyone, good day, Jai-san, Darrion-san.” The captain then left the room with the soldier that Jai thought was Fred.

Aulia nodded her head once Hisoka glanced at her, requesting her permission as well. “Great.” Hisoka intertwined his fingers together, placed his elbows on the table, and propped his chin on the intertwined fingers. “This man, next to me, is one of the Mandrill Monkeys or so-called Mandrill. His code name is Captain, coincidentally the captain of the group.” Captain shot up and slightly tilted his body forward. “The name is Captain, one of the Mandrills and also the leader. I humbly greet all of you.”

Sitting on a leather sofa was a man who was shirtless, his massive chest and stomach covered in hard, rippling muscle and dark, intricate tattoos. My stomach did a somersault. It was Horace. The Ice Reaper. The Captain of the Ravagers Wolves and Harold’s most hated rival. He was undeniably beautiful in a way that felt dangerous, like a storm that could swallow you whole. He thought I was the stripper he had ordered. "Step closer," he commanded.

ah, such ecstasy. Getting delirious from his bloodlust, Rex abruptly detaches his grip on his shoulder, tipping him off for a moment and diving beneath again to soar in triumph with our dentition clapping his throat. “What a sneaky move there! Does our champion even stand a challenge to this beast!”

#DeSantisOut was trending in the greater tri-state area, which felt like an absurd sentence to think about his own name, but there it was, right under a meme of his face photoshopped onto a wanted poster. “You’re a mess,” Beckett said, dropping onto the other end of the couch with two mugs of coffee, handing Luca the one that said WORLD’S OKAYEST CAPTAIN, a gift from Gia two Christmases ago that had become permanently, mockingly his. “Suarez called. Twice. You need to call her back before she starts calling your mother.” “She already called my mother.” Beckett winced. “That bad?” “She’s making a lasagna the size of a door, Beck. That’s how bad.”

Captain O said clearly already loosing his cool this time as his expression twisted in a very unreal way. The question came out sharper and more forceful as the frustration was becoming visible now, thick vain became visible on his head as his eyes narrowed, his jaw tightened while his hands slowly clenched. “I am the great Captain O, the only one who kissed death goodbye, the grim reaper and the only solution to life's journey on earth.” The declaration echoed throughout the hall forcing several Bratva soldiers to immediately straighten their postures as pride filled their expressions because to them, Captain O was more than a commander, he was a legend, a symbo and a weapon that had protec

then gave a hard swing at him, but the leader blocked every punch Rex had thrown at him. "Your dad must be one hell of a fighter," the leader smirked, and when he counter-attacked, Rex blocked it with his leg. "With your skill, I want you on my crew. I can have you pampered and groomed to be my champion." Rex threw a hard punch almost to his face as the leader caught it. "Sorry, I'm not a fighter but a lover." The brawl continues as they exchange insults and taunts. "Too bad, and you, my friend, will be invisible."

Rex sits at the base of the tree that’s apparently in no man’s land when I thought it was part of my pack lands. It takes a good twenty minutes for Damien’s warriors to arrive by foot, four coming in to view in the near distance. I’m sure Rex sees them before they see him but he doesn’t move an inch. Sitting at the base of the tree waiting them out. Finally, they come before him and they stop shocked. “Alpha Theo” they greet me, well Rex bowing their heads slightly before looking around to see if there’s anyone else here with me. Give me back control Rex, they mean no harm.

It was embarrassing. Sire said nothing though. He just let me do what I wanted to do or rather still, he was uninterested since what he had to tell me was more important. Then he brought out his iPad and swiped through some pictures in his gallery till he got to a particular picture and then stopped. Then he showed it to me. I stretched a little further so I could be closer to him and to enhance my ability to see the picture. It was a picture consisting of a sheet of paper and a quill and a few scribblings on the paper. Then there was a bold writing by the side, which read;

I shot back, trying to inject some of my usual bratty bite into my voice, even though my throat was still raw from screaming his name just a few hours ago. Jaxson let out a low, rough chuckle that sent a fresh wave of heat straight to my groin. He finally pulled back just enough to look at me, his blue eyes dark and heavy, completely stripped of the cold, untouchable captain persona he wore on the ice. He pushed himself up on one elbow, the sheet falling away to expose the hard, scarred lines of his torso, and he just stared at me for a long, quiet moment.