Captain Swan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"We would never! I mean - I would never leave him. I never wanted to leave in the first place." Another tear slid down my cheek. "I know." Tristan spoke gently. I quickly wiped my eyes and sniffled. "I want to see him, I want to talk to him." I looked around the room desperately. Begging everyone with my eyes to get me to my father as soon as possible. "We have bigger issues to deal with first, Miss Swan." Captain Park spoke. "Please take a seat." What, there was more? I looked at Tristan and he nodded. I settled back down.

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

"You are not your father, Jaxson. You didn't do this. He abandoned you, and now he's trying to use you to clean up his bloody mess, but we are going to burn his empire to the ground. Together. Do you hear me?" Jaxson let out a ragged, broken exhale, burying his face deeper into my neck as his massive arms wrapped around my waist, holding me so tight it bruised, anchoring himself to my heartbeat like I was the only solid thing left in the world. He pressed a desperate, lingering kiss to my collarbone, his stubble scraping against my sensitive skin, before he finally pulled back, wiping his face with the back of his hand. The vulnerable, broken boy vanished, and the cold, calculating captain s

Aurora “Those bastards plan to marry you off, have you and Archer consummate the union, and then let your wolf run in the hope of a quicker conception. They have the whole thing planned down to the second. Unbelievable.” Sawyer was barely containing his wolf. “I don’t want his child. I don’t want him.” I gave in to tears as I threw my arms around him. My friends rushed to where we were.

Heat rushed to my face, followed by a wave of ice that settled deep in my stomach. “No.. Not him… He can't be here, not after what had happened in the past.” I tried to convince myself. Ward Bennett, and the man who had once held my heart in his hands and then crushed it without a second thought. The golden captain who had promised me forever and ever. The same man who had vanished from my life in the most public, humiliating way possible. Three long and painful years of rebuilding myself from the pieces he had left behind. Three years of ignoring the pitying looks, the gossip, that I had been nothing more than a publicity stunt.

Lucas asked, “What's he talking about, Delaney?” “Erhm… not… nothing, babe.” She stuttered. “Do not make this about me, Kian. We are talking about Willow.” “Lucas, your girlfriend was in my room yesterday, trying to get me to sleep with her.” “WHAT?” The whole crowd erupted with chattery. “So Delaney is even the real slut, trying to cheat on her boyfriend.” “I can't believe it. Just because Kian's the captain.” “I don't blame her. He's hot. Hotter than Lucas.”

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

Daisy, as if the entire novel weren’t a slow-motion warning about mistaking obsession for love when Priya dropped an iPad on top of her homework with the reverence of someone delivering a subpoena. “You need to see this.” “I need to finish grading these or Professor Alden’s going to make me retake comp myself.” “Bella. Look.” She looked. It was a video some hockey player, dark hair, broad shoulders, absolutely leveling another player into the boards while the crowd screamed. The caption read: NORTHRIDGE CAPTAIN LUCA DE SANTIS GOES VIRAL FOR ALL THE WRONG REASONS. “Okay,” Isabella said slowly. “And I care about this because…?”

The tall one had blonde hair, brown eyes, a bag over his shoulders and daring look while the other had blue hair with blue eyes, his face was cute, like a fallen angel. “That’s Emory and Marsh, Emory is the captain of the hockey team” Xyla whispered in my eyes, it felt like talking about them openly would inquire consequences. I looked over at them, their seat were aligned. Emory sat behind Marsh. A part of the hockey team, I thought about it, seeing them made me excited, I couldn’t wait to apply for the hockey team. “Marsh is the right defenseman” Adele added. I nodded, then she leaned closer.

I don’t know why he’s enjoying in annoying Adira. “Did you saw Captain?” Alas asked out of nowhere. My forehead creased. Come to think of it, I didn’t even saw him today. I didn’t even see him in the field. “He’s not feeling well.” I looked at my cousin, asking. “Well, someone was having so much fun standing under the rain as if she’s Bella Swan, so our Captain took the courage to be her Jacob Black even though he wants to be her Edward Cullen.” My mouth parted and I quickly turned away. The girls looked at me while raising their eyebrows. I should’ve known that this guy will eventually know everything about it.