Romans & histoires Captain's Medal Soul Knight

I felt sorry for him, being a captain of a great football team entails a lot of responsibilities, commitment and expectations from what I've seen. "I really admire your strength and like you said 'you won't trade it for anything' So just keep doing your thing and enjoying it, cause there comes a time when you can't do it anymore, and I'm sure you won't regret it, okay?" I tried to be comforting and encouraging which I'm not good at. Ugh. I hope I made sense though. "Yea. Listening to you speak is a good feeling too" he said which made me smile and I felt a little hopeful

Their faces looked unbelievably gaunt nowadays as if they had been deprived of blood for years. “General, can you make some time tomorrow so the Knights could somehow take a break away from His Majesty’s claws? I know they are immortals, but they look like they are about to pass out from too much fatigue and stress!” I remembered Tau saying when he called me last night. He was the Captain of the Guards in the castle.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Denn. The boy and I are bound by enmity. He injured my subordinate, so I will naturally spare no effort in killing him.” One of the middle-aged men held a sword. He had an icy cold gaze and exuded a cold, murderous aura. The man’s name was Dylan Cook, and he was the captain of the Admiralporium’s tenth division. He was Aquilo's superior! The other two men were late-stage grandmasters, and their names were Shia Yale and Kaiser Leigh. These three men, including Dylan, were skilled in attacking and killing grandmasters. Any grandmaster would die instantly after taking a hit from them.

Now I feel even more pressured. "Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out for yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin...," the Kea rapid fires and we walk out of the holding room. I try to keep my face blank as I take my seat, but I can feel the females look me over. When I bring my eyes up I look right into the face of the most beautiful Bronkark woman I have ever seen and a smile breaks across my face.

I couldn't get the image of me screaming under him, cumming like an idiot and even begging him to fuck me harder out of my mind. I scrubbed my neck until the skin was raw, desperate to wash away the scent of him, that mix of expensive cologne and the lust in his eyes. I leaned my forehead against the tile, letting the water pelt my back. I was Elias Carter, the captain of the Northwood Titans. My life was built on discipline, morning drills, and a reputation for being untouchable. Yesterday, I was all those things before I lost to Ryder. "Get it together," I hissed at my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My lower lip was slightly swollen, a visible mark of my shame. I looked at the "C" on

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.

A public declaration of love. That was all Lori wanted for her twentieth birthday. Instead, she caught her secret boyfriend, Travis, in her bed, with Elena— her cruelest rival. Furious and desperate, Lori runs straight into Lucas Miller’s bed. He is also Elena's bitter ex-boyfriend. Lucas has a strict rule. He only sleeps with a girl once. But now, he is hunting Lori down and wants to properly date her. There is just one problem. Lori's best friend has been in love with Lucas for years. Lori is now trapped in a dangerous game of secrets and revenge. She does not know if she is winning the game or walking straight into a predator's trap.

For the first time, he didn’t seem like the untouchable captain everyone feared. I don’t know what made me walk over. “You okay?” I asked quietly. He lifted his head slowly. Those icy blue eyes met mine, and for a second he looked surprised I was still there. I shifted on my feet. “Earlier… when that guy got hurt. You got to him really fast. Thanks for helping him. Most captains would’ve waited for the coach.” Cole stared at me for a long moment, like my words didn’t make sense to him. “You noticed that?”

All the guards were looking at Skylar disdainfully. "Hey freak, do you know what that place is?" "Let me grant you an early death for that wanton attitude of yours!" Suddenly, a captain strode toward him and sized him up. "You crazy old man! How dare you come here and—" While speaking, he took out a soul-locking chain intending to tie Skylar with it. "Get lost!" Skylar shouted. He did not give the captain a chance to get close to him. He raised his right hand, activated his fiend soul, and a light beam immediately blasted on the captain.