Captain Swan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My editor, Sarah, didn’t even let me sit down before she hit me with it. “You’re covering the hockey team,” she said, not looking up from her laptop. “And before you start complaining, this isn’t up for discussion.” I froze. “Wait, what? No way. I don’t know anything about hockey. And I don’t want to.” Sarah finally looked at me, eyebrows raised. “You want to keep your stipend? Then you’ll do it. The team just won their opener and everyone’s obsessed. I need an exclusive feature on Cole Arden. The captain. Get close to him, get quotes, whatever it takes. People eat this stuff up.”

Remus wasn't her average human, he was an Alpha wolf and so his strength knew no bounds. ''Stop.. stop.'' Sylvia giggled. ''I love it when you giggle.'' he smiled, helping her up. ''How are you? How was the trip?'' she asked. ''It was okay. What happened baby? Brett tells me you've been crying.'' he sighed. ''Oh Brett… i knew he wouldn't keep things from you.'' Sylvia chuckled. ''You know that's not going to happen. He's my Betta and he tells me everything, same with me. We're like two peas in a pod.'' he said.

I did not care. My gaze cut straight to the dance floor. There he was. Evan Ryder. Our captain. Smiling that perfect charming smile while he spun Clara around. Her red dress flared out as they moved together. His hand sat low on her back. Too low. She laughed at something he said and tilted her head close to his. My fists clenched at my sides.

Eyes wide as she swallowed hard, her heart almost stopped beating seeing as she landed a few inches face to face with the captain. The two of them ended up silent, staring at one another, hypnotized by each other's eyes as they almost ended up in a kiss. It took the captain a few moments to finally lower Karilaya down and let her feet rest on the ground, allowing her to regain her own balance. There was a sudden awkwardness between them, unable to look at each other at that time. The man cleared his throat before being able to finally say a word once more. “Are you sure you are all right now, my lady? Is the dragon flame still trying to run havoc inside of you?” Captain Maxwell says in an al

"May I just remind you that Dr. Rosella Hawl is already taken. Wouldn't want a World War III with the Richforte's right?" "Hey, it's not what you think—" He stops me by putting his other hand up. Then he suddenly smiles— that smile that I usually saw to— gays! He slid his hand to Captain Welton's chest as if seducing him and I can't hide my laugh when I hear his voice and see the look on his eyes, making Captain Welton step back. "W-what the hell are you doing—" "Captain," I cover my mouth with my hand to suppress my laugh. "You know, if you want, I can give you a service. You don't have to steal Dr. Hawl, I'm just here, daddy."

Me and my big mouth “I… I never would have thought that you would… dare to doubt me.” “I...” she raises her hand as a sign that I must remain silent. “Don't worry Miss Swan, it won't be another inconvenience as the one from moments ago, today you have...” “Al...” she ignores me and continues reading my agenda for the day.

“If I let myself admit how much I needed you on this team—how much I needed you—then I’d have to admit I was failing as captain. Because captains don’t lose control. They don’t lie awake thinking about the girl next door. They don’t want to pin her against every wall in the house and kiss her until she forgets every hit she’s ever taken.” He rolled us gently so I was half beneath him again, careful not to put pressure on my bruises. His body hovered over mine, powerful and trembling with restraint. One hand braced beside my head while the other stroked slowly down my side, mapping every mark Kane had left like he could erase them with touch alone. “I still have to be your captain out there,”

My ex humiliated me on live arena TV when he dropped to one knee for another woman. An hour later, I accidentally wrecked a luxury car belonging to Karius, Elijah, and Chase—the three most ruthless, possessive hockey captains on campus. I couldn't pay. So they offered a deal: Six months. Live-in personal assistant. Total surrender. They thought they bought a broken girl hiding under oversized hoodies. They didn't realize I'm the secret sports genius holding the keys to their entire season. Now my ex wants me back. The media wants my scandal. And three dominant athletes just backed me against the wall with a final warning: "You're not paying off a debt anymore, sweetheart. Y

Eiro sobbed as she followed with another confession. "Wow. Eiro did it. She actually bagged our Alpha." "Of course. What's the point of Swan giving so much? She can't compare to Eiro, so it's no surprise she got dumped." "You can tell Alpha Beamon truly loves Eiro. Otherwise, he wouldn't have dumped Swan like that." "Exactly! This ceremony is way more extravagant than the one they held for Swan. Even the wedding gown and ring are one of a kind!" Murmurs of envy came from a few she-wolves beside me.

I dreamed of playing hockey. But I was a girl, and dead broke. I couldn't even afford a used pair of skates. Just to stay close to the ice, I clung shamelessly to a spot on the school team, the lowly gofer who washed stinky jerseys and lugged equipment every day. Because my family was poor, the guys on the team made plenty of fun of me. The person I hated most was the captain, Nathan. He was all muscle and no finesse, a guy who played on brute force alone and ran the team like a squad of shock troopers.