Captain Swan Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She looked down at me as I lay on the floor, smoothing down her outfit. "Let that serve as a little reminder for you, Gwen," she threatened, her voice dripping with venom. "If you ever think about messing with me—Fanny Whitlock, the captain of the Phoenix cheer team, and the girlfriend to the hottest captain of the Nightclaws ice hockey team—I will make your life a living hell for the rest of the years you are stuck at this college. Remember your place." I slowly pushed myself up from the hardwood floor, my muscles aching. As I stood up, a single tear of frustration and pain slipped down my cheek.

Sorry for stealing your blanket. I stared at his messy handwriting, and despite everything, a smile spread across my face. The captaincy rematch happened that very afternoon, and the entire school packed into the arena all over again. This time, nobody cared about skipping classes, and nobody cared about their homework. The atmosphere was bloodthirsty. Ryan skated onto the ice first in his black jersey, and the cheers from the crowd nearly blew the entire metal roof off the building. Daniel looked deeply annoyed before the referee even blew the starting whistle.

“You can't blame me for thinking you’re capable of playing mind games like that.” She gave a light shrug, leaning in closer. “You’re the undisputed playboy of this campus, so I’m not even surprised. In fact, if you ask me, I’m pretty damn impressed by it. If all my other admirers had the balls to approach me with this kind of intense energy, I wouldn't be—” I released her wrist like it was burning my skin and stood up to my full height in a single snap. “You must be out of your absolute mind, Jessica. And you’re even more delusional if you think for a single second I would ever ask out a girl like you.”

His dark eyes were wide, filled with an intense, quiet devotion that made the rest of the world disappear. ​"We did it, Sasha," Rhys whispered. ​"We did it, Captain," I said, my voice shaking with an emotion I could no longer hide. "You are the starting center of the Seattle Kraken. Your father cannot touch you." ​Rhys did not answer with words. He reached down and wrapped his large hands around my waist, pulling me up from the chair until my body was pressed flat against his broad chest. He held me with an absolute, possessive strength, his head leaning down to meet mine in an intense, lingering kiss that sealed our freedom.

If she could accomplish this, could she convince him that ravishing her wasn’t what he really wanted to do? It was worth a try. “P—please forgive me, Captain. I have never been held prisoner before, and from what I have heard and read, it’s not a pleasant experience.” “Ah, but I’ll make it pleasant, I assure you.” When he stood, she sighed with relief. Her mind refused to work when he was so close. She gulped the wine, hoping it would stop her from shaking. “Captain Hawk, you do have quite a reputation, you know.”

“You're our Alpha. You're to lead us to the promise land when we migrate. If anything happens to you, we're done for. You know that, don't you?” "I know she's one of us," I snap. "I know she's a Royal. And I know she needs help." The swan lets out a sound—a terrible, choked cry that is part bird, part human. She's struggling, her wings beating uselessly against the water. The little ducks that were peacefully paddling nearby scatter in terror, quacking in alarm. "That's it," I say, pulling free of Raymond's grip. "I'm going." "Alec!" Raymond hisses. "This is madness!"