Captain Tsubasa Misaki Novels & Stories

I’d maybe said some things over the years about how much he sucked and how he was probably the reason their team played like shit. He probably heard me say those things even.. But he was the adult here. Couldn’t he be less petty about it? “Hunter, as you know,” he continued. “This is the captain of the Raven Hill hockey team, Tristan Reeves.” Yeah. I knew. “The history between you two needs to be put behind you both now. As he’s your captain, you’re going to respect him.” Respect? I couldn’t even hold back the laugh that left me. But Coach clearly didn’t share in my humor because his gaze sharpened. “Whatever nonsense you were allowed to get away with on your old team doesn’t fly here, got i

“Whatever mess is happening outside this building, leave it outside. I need my captain focused on the ice, not someone who looks like his mind is somewhere else. Fix it. ” Matt nodded and put his mouthguard back in before returning to the bench. The second period began, and Matt made himself focus on the game. He pushed an opposing player against the boards, picked up a loose puck, and helped set up a good shot toward the goal. For about five minutes, it looked like he was finally getting back into his normal rhythm. Then, during a break in play, his eyes moved toward the seats close to the ice. For a second, he saw a woman with long dark hair walking down the aisle.

Her gaze sent a quiver down his spines. “You are all fifteen minutes late.” They sat down faster than a flash of lightning. He huffed, knowing that his mother is the Elder assigned to help them with their mission. Kitori Mizuki, Head Tactician of the Kingdom of Theupholis’ Elite Forces. She is known for her intelligence and tactics.

He had taught her those words. "The warrior's creed," The commander nodded, "I presume your preferred weapon is that sling?" "Yes, sir," Ejima said. She had locked gaze with Uche and the smirk that lined his eyes was obvious. But there was nothing he could do now. "You have only one chance," The Commander was saying but Ejima shook her head in protest. "I will hit that target five times, and if I miss any, let me be disqualified." The murmurs that roused through the crowd was one Ejima had not heard in a long time. For the first time, the people did not rebuke her or drop any destructive comments. If she was not mistaken, she thought she saw admiration in some of their faces.

I smiled as I remember what Misaki once told me long ago right by that window. (FlashBack) Tears burn my eyes as I cry by my room window, I was beaten by V6 on a dual of strength and I had just tasted my first bitter defeat. " Seventh? What's wrong my beautiful monstrosity?" Misaki softly asked as she sat down next to me. " I... I... I'm too weak. .... too weak to kill the Demon Lord..... my future. .. I can't beat V-V6... I'm not worthy to be a leader. .."

The sky which was now dark, cleverly covering up the bright sky a while ago The dark sky was visibly seen to their sight if ever the person living underneath it had taken the time to raise its head and look at the sky Maki, the guy with the lolipop on his mouth and sneeringly objected and push his beleif that the S level heroes would not have the ability to take care of the monsters who had gone on attacking the neighbouring city this time, slightly squinted his eyes as he look at the sky devoid of anything. Name: Maki *** Age: 28 years old Identity: A1 Class Heroes Special Secret Identity: Elite Lover Original World: Earth Ability: Ice System Name: System 0000504321

Yesha: *coughs* Good work Aika. Aika: Thank you Commodore... Yesha: How is everything here, Field Executive Mikami? Field Executive Aika Mikami is a 24 year old lady with pearl white skin and a gracious figure. She has distinct Asian facial features. She supports Commodore Romanov in the Directive Dimensional Administration (the support arm of the military fleet) since childhood. She is more commonly known as the Maiden of the Grey who moves the battle group fluidly in Yesha's Absence and commands respect even from the combatants.

By the time she finished explaining it, even Daifuku dropped his dried fish in shock. Kenta stared at her in awe. "Are you sure you're a grade schooler…?" "No," Misaki said, gazing toward the rising sun, "I’m a 38-year-old with a grudge and unfinished business." Takuto blinked. "Wait, then what about that… love letter you gave me…?" Misaki turned to him with a devilish smile. "Oh that?" "Just part of the plan, of course~"

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

**Haru:** “Missed you too, sis.” Seras pulls back—hands on his shoulders—then her eyes flick past him. To Mia—standing a step behind, still in Haru’s hoodie, silver hair wild, amber eyes huge and stunned. Seras’s smile softens—knowing, warm. **Seras:** “And you must be Mia.” Mia freezes—mouth open, breath caught. She’s staring at living history. Seras Nakamura—Sunrise Cheer Vice Captain, Void Swarm killer, one of the four who ended the war.