Is Captain Cold Gay Novels & Stories

Here on the ice Ethan looked lighter, responding without calculation to someone who carried none of their history. Gerald glanced over once but said nothing. Jax stayed still, hands flat on his thighs, as the next whistle called them back to the drill. Near the end of the final drill, Eli skated along the boards closest to the stands while the others reset. He glanced up, found Jax watching, and slowed just enough to speak. “You’re Rivera, right? The one who used to wear the C.” Jax met his eyes. “Yeah.” Eli gave a small, assessing smile. “Different view from up there.” It wasn’t loud or openly cutting. Still, the casual observation landed with precision.

It was still there, simmering under the surface, possessive and controlled and entirely too intense. “Marcus,” Ward called without looking away from me, “leave.” Marcus looked between us, smirking despite his obvious pain. “Well, I’m your best friend, so I don’t see why I have to miss the reunion scene.” “Marcus.” Ward’s tone dropped lower, colder, carrying that command I had only heard in fragments before. Not the hockey captain. Not the man from our past. This was the businessman who could make rooms fall silent with a single word. I exhaled and rubbed my temple. The emotional whiplash of the day was beginning to catch up with me.

"Taking a breather. Unlike you, I don't need to prove anything by killing myself out here." "It’s not a suggestion, it’s an order," Ryder snaps, stopping inches from him. The heat radiating off their bodies creates a steamy cloud between them. "Remember who the captain is, Kai. You follow my orders on this ice." Kai laughs, a dry, humorless sound. He looks Ryder up and down, his lip curling in disgust. "You? You’re not my captain, Ryder. You’re just a liar wearing a letter on your jersey. Don't think for a second I respect you."

I repeat, finally wrapping my head around the news. “Goddess forbid," I exclaim, jumping away from him like an African mother that just got told she lost her child. The guy giggles. “Ironic, isn't that? The big, bad, ruthless, homophobic Alpha is secretly gay." I shake my head like I'm trying to chase off a swarm of bees surrounding my head. “No. Hell No. You're fucking crazy. I'm not gay. I'm not fucking gay. I'm a man. A real man. I can't be mated to you. I'm not mated to you. Never. Not in this life and any other life. You're delusional." I say, not sure if I am trying to convince him or myself.

“My name is Jefford William Ricardo. I am the leader of the Black Wolf mafia, and I am very interested in you, Cylo.” Cylo stared at Jeff unhappily. “I am Cylo Matthew Lee. I am a hitman. And I am not interested in you at all, Jeff.” Jeff chuckled softly. He was becoming even more interested in Cylo because this sweet man was very honest and brave with him. Cylo reacted according to what he felt without hiding anything. Really, Jeff had no regrets about being gay and being attracted to Cylo because this sweet man was truly adorable.

Jake shrugged,just then someone shouted from afar. “Celinah,oh my gosh” It was Chris,Jake's twin brother who is actually gay .He was carrying two distinctive bags in his hands full of girlie shopping. He dropped the bags on the ground next to Jake and embraced me tightly . “Ohh girl,how have yoh been” He smiled holding my hands,Jake grimaced. “Am fine Chris,I can see you gleaming gal” I taunted,Chris grinned while turning slowly. “You can say that again”

I say. "Sick with what?" He touches my forehead. "Sick with boys, babe. Bye!" I rush off after kissing him on the cheek. And yes, he is gay and has the biggest, fattest crush on LJ. LeBron James. Just kidding. LJ is our school captain. One of the rich-looking people I've ever seen in real life with his starlit morals and values of a gentleman. I almost fell for him too, I admit. But lucky for Peter because James Lee is gay to function.

My heart was racing, fast. And slowly everything started making sense to me now. He was always with him. He never touched me Never found me sexually attractive. Everything was slowly making sense and I was shaking. So... the rumors.. weren't rumors, they were true! They were actually true!!! Charlie Hearth is Gay and not only is he gay.... he is fucked Mason Grey. What the hell.

Loosen up dude! “Uhm, I just—” “Go away.” He looked at me with his cold eyes. “Are you gay?” I spatted out. He stopped, his jaw tightened more, I grinned when I hit that spot. “Oh, a gay.” I asked “What do you think?” He raised his thick brows at me, probably annoyed of my presence. Definitely not a gay, but hmm, gays nowadays are better looking than those real men around. “Then why won’t you budge there, and just keep on ignoring my presence? Only gay would probably ignore my beauty—”

“Both gay. Both lying to me for years.” “We weren’t lying,” Nikolai said. “We were surviving.” “Don’t give me that martyr bullshit.” Gabriel started pacing. “You think you’re the first gay person in our world?” “Name one openly gay mafia boss,” Nikolai challenged. “One politician in our circles who’s out.” Gabriel opened his mouth, then closed it. Because he couldn’t. “This isn’t the fifties,” Liliana said gently. “Not fast enough,” I said. “And not in our world.”