Novel & Cerita Captain Swan Fanfiction

“I can’t begin to imagine my dad doing that to my mom. I mean, the woman hasn’t even been dead for a year , and he’s already getting married to her fucking best friend. I do think that’s the biggest betrayal of all time, and it’s a good thing you’re supporting him on this one.” I rubbed Lana's arm as I smiled at her. “Don’t worry, Cole is strong. I’m pretty sure he can do whatever shit he has to, and he can handle it all.” Lana wanted to say something again, but before she could, the professor walked into the classroom, and now we had no choice but to listen. My mind drifted back to last night. I saw the way he stared at me when he thought I was sleeping. I wasn’t, and I knew that he almost

When Revenge was finished administering the antidote he had concocted, he looked up at the captain and said, "Take some rest, it will be several hours before she wakes and longer than that before she is fully conscious." "I could not rest. I am to blame for this and will watch over her until she is fully recovered," he replied guiltily. Revenge eyed him closely. Ian had said the captain loved Sylvia and that he would not admit to it. "Tell me what happened," he coaxed. He could find the information he needed in the captain’s tones and body language.

“It’s final. Antalya is captain. If anyone has a problem, leave the team.” No one moved. No one dared. Sarah’s knees buckled as if the title had been ripped straight out of her chest. She stared at me with hatred burning in her eyes. Mika grabbed her arm, but it was no use. They had lost everything. I walked up to Sarah slowly, savoring the moment. “Don’t look so shocked, roommate. Sharing the same room as your new captain isn’t the worst thing in the world… unless you plan to run away in shame.”

I wanted to make a salute, but apparently, the chair didn't allow me to. "This is detention, Meow," said the captain. "And that chair there is your throne." "You're not going to drill my brains out, are you?" I asked and realized I had forgotten to address him. "Sir." "Just a little something to make you behave," the captain said and nodded at the guy beside me. I watched him grab a remote and press buttons. Then, I heard myself scream. --- Shut your mouth, dumbass! Shut it! Shut it! Shut it!

She said in a childish voice, “You’re lying. You have bled copiously. It must hurt! I will blow your wound, so you will feel better...” After she finished speaking, she puffed her cheeks and blew his wound with appropriate strength. She was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable with too much strength and that it didn’t work with too little strength. Suddenly, Evelyn shouted angrily, “Hurry up! Don’t waste time!” Jasper came to his senses. Jasper took a deep breath and calmed down. ‘No matter what kind of person Miss Swan is now, she is the adorable little girl in my heart forever.’ When they were about to land, they heard cluttered and aggressive footsteps.

Elara Bennett sacrificed everything for the perfect anniversary gift — the car of her boyfriend’s dreams. She never expected to find him in bed with her stepsister instead. Now her private videos are leaked, her debt has doubled, and the entire school is laughing at her. The only man who can save her is the one she hates most: Richard, the ruthless hockey captain with an NHL future on the line. His deal is simple. Pretend to be his girlfriend. What starts as a contract soon turns dangerous. His touches aren’t acting. His jealousy isn’t fake. And Elara is falling for the one man she swore she’d never want. But Richard’s powerful father has other plans. To him, Elara is nothi

"I'm going to be leading this team in no time." A chuckle slipped out of her as she stepped into the room with a cat-like sway. "Confident. I like that." She stopped inches away from me, her eyes tracing the line of my collarbone before locking onto mine. "Though I hear the Captain doesn't take too kindly to people trying to steal his spotlight." "The Captain can try to stop me," I replied dropping my sweatsoaked jersey into the bench. Silence floated between us very briefly and then she stretched her hand out. "Your phone?"

It was already too late. A tear leaked out, tracing a path down my temple and soaking into my hair. I pressed my palm against my stomach, wishing I could somehow turn back the clock. Bradley is going to be so heartbroken, I thought, a sob catching in my throat. Bradley Norwood. My husband. The billionaire captain of the city’s hockey team, a man who literally had the world at his fingertips. He was larger than life, a fierce competitor who hated losing more than anything. And underneath all that rough, athletic exterior, he had this quiet obsession with the future.

"Last night was... a mistake," Alexander said. He walked over to the bed, picking up his watch. His hands were shaking slightly. "It was the adrenaline. The stress. I had too much to drink." "You were sober, Alex," Oliver corrected him gently. "We both were." "Don't call me that," Alexander snapped. He finally looked Oliver in the eye. "I am the captain of the New York Glaciers. I have a reputation. I have sponsors. I can't... I can't do this."

He might be the dangerous Saint Vicenzo Santorini for others, the man that they shouldn't dare to cross- but despite that he has a soft heart, he has a gentle side, he is considerate, sweet, caring and he's childish. He flash a sexy smile at me and then he pulled a red velvet box on the back of his back pocket making me cry more. The overwhelming feeling is driving me crazy that I couldn't- I don't know what to say. "Stop crying baby, I am not doing this to make you cry " he whisper "I want you to be happy Svanna, my wife, my black swan. Despite with my imperfection, I hope that letting you have all of me is enough to make you want me too. I am loving you like a swan. I love you so much Svan