Captain Rex Gif Novels & Stories

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.

This happens a little over two months after chapter six ~~~ "Hello beautiful" he said when I stepped out of the house. "Hello captain, you don't look bad yourself" I complimented him. Well he does look good in his dark jeans, this time around paired with a Burgundy T-shirt and dark glasses. I don't think there's any look he won't pull off effortlessly at this point.

he replied. "So, we'll be taking my private plane and will be at our destination at exactly 1600 hours. Hop on!" he told Isabella. She was shocked to see the superior side of the Captain. He was like giving commands to his troops. "That's what you say to your co-soldiers?" she asked while giggling. "What co-soldiers? There is no such thing." he laughed at her chosen words. "Well basically yes, but I'm more stiffed and I shout most of the time when talking to them. They can't see this soft side of me. It's only for you!" Carter was very naughty. He loves teasing Isabella.

Vivi stayed on the edge at first, but Theo handed her a slice and Finn teased Asher mercilessly about “painting dates.” “Captain’s gone soft,” Finn laughed. “But we like her.” Asher pulled Vivi onto the couch beside him. His arm stayed around her shoulders. For a few hours, the sabotage felt distant. But Delphine ruined it. Late that night, after everyone left, Vivi’s phone lit up. A new post from an anonymous account: more old sketches mixed with the leaked one of Asher. The caption read: “Captain distracted by damaged goods? Exhibition preview looks weak.” Attached was a fake review mocking her series as “rehashed trauma.”

I was reviewing the daily schedule in the main training room when the door opened. There a tall player walked in with an easy smile. Jax Rivera. Star forward for our rival team, the Iron Vipers. He was known across the league for his speed, aggression, and endless charm. Tall, with sharp features, dark hair, and striking green eyes that seemed to notice everything. “Dr. Vance,” he called out smoothly, leaning against the doorframe. “Heard you are the best in the business. I pulled a hamstring in practice yesterday. Mind taking a quick look?”

Here on the ice Ethan looked lighter, responding without calculation to someone who carried none of their history. Gerald glanced over once but said nothing. Jax stayed still, hands flat on his thighs, as the next whistle called them back to the drill. Near the end of the final drill, Eli skated along the boards closest to the stands while the others reset. He glanced up, found Jax watching, and slowed just enough to speak. “You’re Rivera, right? The one who used to wear the C.” Jax met his eyes. “Yeah.” Eli gave a small, assessing smile. “Different view from up there.” It wasn’t loud or openly cutting. Still, the casual observation landed with precision.

"I can hear you, idiots." "Literally how, you're like a mile away." Khai was dumbfounded. His phone dings to reveal a message from Pollux. O' CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN!: u know u guys cant stay like this forever right? Khai looks over to Pollux waiting for confirmation and as if on cue, another ding. O' CAPTAIN, MY CAPTAIN!: i'll make sure she doesnt kill u He smiles and rushes over to Aster's side with the pure, child-like goal of befriending the hot-headed sister of his captain whom he so looked up to.

A slender man with long wavy chestnut hair and androgynous features was smiling at me, his eyes twinkling with amusement. That must be him. “Hey, I'm Easton Carter,” I said, stretching my hand towards him with a smile. “Thank you for feeding my hungry team of idiots.” He laughed and stood, his hand shaking mine. Oh, he belonged on a runway. How did Coach even meet someone like this? “I'm Ericke. The pleasure is all mine. It has been a while since I cooked this much and Simon finally decided to accept my request.” “You begged me too much for it to be called a simple request,” Coach chimed as he joined us.

Rex Gavyn smiled meaningfully. Halsey Green waved his hand, "That's not necessary, but, Rex Gavyn, I think you can let me chat with your assistant for a while, I think with the confidence of Young all mighty master Gavyn you shouldn't be afraid of you for a while. Let me take the prey away."

I lost my balance, and just as I was about to hit the ice… “I’ve got you!” Rex grabbed my wrist and swung me out of the cone lineup. “Thank you…” I mumbled as he let go. “I’m the captain… it’s instinct,” he said. “So… now you’re not going to tell me?” “Why don’t you just ask Amber?” he said, arranging the cones. He was right. Amber would never give a direct answer—she’d want to know why I was asking first. “She’s the one with the most history with humans among us,” he added, and my eyes widened.