Novel & Cerita Concordia Captain

"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."

Sandra: Oh! You're a marine! That's so manly. But isn't it dangerous? Victor: Not really. It’s more paperwork than anything else. We’re on the sea most of the time, avoiding enemy waters, so it’s pretty chill. Sandra: That made you ten times more attractive to me. It’s funny, but I feel like you hold an important position, too. Victor: Yeah. I’m the captain. Sandra: That makes so much sense. You looked like you were the boss of something in your pictures. Are you a good captain, though? Take good care of your men?

Matt said, holding the top of the vacant chair while eyes not leaving me. "Yes, it's available." Colleen replied with her eyes glued to him. "May I have a seat?" he muttered, finally removing his eyes at me. He looked at Colleen, shifting his eyes to Mitch, then to Colleen again. "Of course!" Colleen exclaimed, didn’t know what to do next. Her face reddened. "By the way, I'm Matt Parker, the university's football team captain." he introduced himself without a hint of bragging. It’s like he’s already used to this.

a reporter called, I felt a hand on my shoulder. “You have got this captain” Martin said, I glanced up at the tall alpha. “Thanks” I said and went up to the reporters, “hello” “Hello,” some answered. “How do you feel about playing against Crimson icehawks? Especially after their captain knocked you out on your last game together?” A female reporter who I perceived is a beta asked, reminding of the last season, several months ago. Crimson icehawks and their damn Captain, Orson Vexley. Orson Vexley is a pompous, arrogant, full of himself bastard.

Armin and the others are still practicing, but I also need to go home now. Ezra told me that he wouldn't be able to accompany me because he was called by coach Alfred, and he didn't want me to wait for him since it might take longer than expected. I wonder what the coach would say to the captain. Ezra's the captain now, and he's a senior, so he has lots of responsibilities, yet he still takes time to spend it with me. I really like him.

How come I hadn't heard of this big match till now. For Boston Kings, this wasn’t just another college hockey match. It was the match of the year for the junior category as the seniors were on an Away Match. And the captain, of course, was Ace. He's the Captain of the Juniors and Assistant, overall. I know he plays, but I didn't realise just how great he is. His face is everywhere on posters, on the campus website, even on T-shirts. It feels strange seeing him like this, smiling from paper, when I remember our last conversation. The cold look in his eyes as he made his offer, and the way my hand trembled as I was about to sign the contract in the silence of my room.

“The rest of your teammates and coach didn't think it'd be a good idea to just ward him off. So, I agreed for him to be your co-captain.” This was wild. I haven't heard anything like this before, a hockey team with two captains. He kept on talking while my mind wandered off into the distance. “I hope you'd be able to work with him. He's already your roommate, so it shouldn't be that hard.” Caldwell concluded. I rose to my feet, my mind muddled with whether to get angry or stay calm “When was this decision made, did Donovan know about it prior to today?” He shook his head in despair.

“Mr. Cash, this is the eighth division captain of Admiralporium’s Squad 13 in Northspring, Campian Wolke.” Shaun, who was flabbergasted, quickly greeted the man. “Nice to meet you, Captain Wolke!” Campian greeted him back amiably. “Nice meeting you too, Mr. Cash. No need to be so courteous.” “Nice to meet you, Captain Wolke. I’m Bryce Jupp.” Bryce smiled politely, sounding incredibly courteous. He could not help it. Campian’s position as a captain was no weaker than a city’s leader simply in terms of his authority.

answered Cole , Conan 's little brother and when the entire team rounded at him , the guy shrugged unrepentantly " what ? with how things are going Chris will be the QB next year and I'm pretty sure I will be appointed as the next captain , I don't want my team fucked up just because of a prissy asshole who can't even kick the ball , you guys want to show team spirit towards him , you better get off the team then " Safe to say nobody spoke a word , not that I blame them Conan could be real mean when he wanted to be mean. The guy wasn't the one who would shoot off empty threats , if he says one thing then he would definitely do that , which was why Conan was going to appoint Cole as the next

“Take it up with your cheer coach. If she agrees to have my girlfriend dissolved from her position, then she’ll gladly step down. Until then, she’s your captain.” “I’m sorry, but you can’t come in here and tell us what we can and can’t do.” Tessa glares bloody murder. While the bite marks have faded away, she looks red in the face. Even Theo can’t hold her back from herself. “The title is mine. The team wants me as captain. Not your fucking girlfriend.” “Well, you cheer for the hockey team and I say Willow is your captain.” “Fuck you Cross!” Theo gets in Aiden’s face.