Killian Captain Hook Novels & Stories

Killian rested a hand on my knee to comfort me. “I’m going to call you tomorrow, so expect it,” Killian said, thumb going for the End button. “What?” Scott barked. “No! I conveyed my message, so don’t—” Killian hung up and tossed the phone across the room. Hooking me around the waist, he spun me around onto my stomach and flopped down beside me. Before I could turn toward him, he pinned me down with a hand to my backside. “Let me touch you.”

Not that I am certain they were indeed telling the truth. Sinasaway na ako ni Athelia sa pagtawa, mukha namang natutuwa si Kian sa asar kong tawa. I stared at Athelia to confirm answers. Walang bahid na pagbibiro sa mukha nito. Ena was even grinning amusingly, nakatingin na sa akin. Kian heaved his arms widely like he was showing me surprise. "Did it shocked you? He really is the Vice-Captain of Ursus Hoops. Ivan is the Captain."

I declared, challenging his attempt to keep me behind. "Fine," he conceded, though his voice carried a warning tone. "But stay behind me," he added firmly, his gaze locking onto mine as if to emphasize the importance of his words. Killian quickly located a sturdy stick, his movements deliberate and calculated. With precision, he pressed the stick against the trigger of the trap, disabling it carefully. I watched, filled with admiration for his skill and strength. It was an older model, with sharp metal teeth designed to dig into the flesh of any creature unfortunate enough to step in it.

“Until I end the Irish mafia and make sure their kinds are never reborn again.” The next day, I was on my way to the airport with Killian driving me there. He had a cocky smile that showed he was happy and content with what he had done so far. I said I was going to cut off his tongue and feed it to my bullies, but I changed my mind. He was useful after all, and without his tongue, he can’t speak. “Cocky much?” I smirked, going through every little detail about Kaida Reyes. One I didn’t know over the past year.

He snapped a wrist shot into the top corner of the net so hard the black puck rattled violently inside the twine. Ethan slammed his stick against the plexiglass in celebration, cheering. Damon coasted backward, turning toward the stands to wipe sweat from his brow with his glove. His dark eyes scanned the perimeter until they locked onto me standing by the tunnel. Even from fifty feet away across a crowded ice rink, I saw his entire demeanor shift. The ruthless, cutthroat captain melted away. A tiny, quiet smile touched his lips—a private, subtle look meant entirely for me. My betraying heart gave a sudden, painful flutter. I couldn't help it. I smiled back.

She looked like someone had just rewritten everything she thought she knew about the world. The untouchable hockey captain—the guy who stared down entire arenas and made grown men flinch—could, in fact, be touched. By his own father, even in front of strangers. I couldn’t look away from the red mark on Kyle’s cheek. Something ugly and complicated twisted in my chest. I didn’t like him, I barely knew him. But watching someone that powerful get reduced to a kid being disciplined in his own driveway made my stomach turn. His father wasn’t finished.

When I reached the door, I took a deep breath and knocked three times. “Come in,” a familiar voice called from inside. I opened the door and stepped in. Sitting across from Principal Hargrove was a ridiculously hot guy with dark, slightly tousled hair and striking dark green eyes. I recognized him instantly. Sebastian Hale. Westfield’s captain. The one who had dismantled Hawthorne’s offense on Friday night and smiled at me afterward like he actually saw me.

Hira Harlow's life is destroyed when her ex-boyfriend leaks a deepfake video that turns her into the center of a public scandal. Betrayed by her best friend, abandoned by her teammates, and suspended by hockey captain Alaric Jeremiah, she leaves everything behind for a fresh start in Los Angeles. Instead, she finds Alaric waiting in her new home, now her future stepbrother. Determined to reclaim her place on the ice, Hira refuses to let the past define her. But the closer she gets to Alaric, the harder it becomes to ignore the truth behind his actions or the dangerous pull between them. With an obsessive ex, a jealous fiancée, and secrets that threaten to destroy them both

Only if their daughter had joined them. _____ (Thoughts) Not all the endings are happy, but are not sad either. Apparently, I wanted to show the three phases. One, when the mother dies giving the birth to a baby, two, when both are alive and the last, if the mother is saved but not the child. Although reactions vary from person to person and I only showed what I perceive. So that's the ending of HOOKED! This story did not had a cold arrogant and rude billionaire but a hot handsome, sweet and understanding lead. Someone who makes the heart flutter and cheeks blush, rather than just sending shivers down the spine.

A sudden, loud cough echoed from across the room, making both of us turn our heads. Philip was leaning back in his desk chair, casually twirling his stylus while watching us with an amused smirk. I had picked up on his vibe the moment I walked into the suite. He was clearly gay, completely harmless, and actually seemed like a solid, cool guy who would have Lori’s back while I wasn't around. “Can I come join in on that kiss as well?” Philip asked, batting his eyelashes dramatically. “Eww, Philip!” Lori exclaimed, bursting into a light, genuine laugh that instantly cleared the heavy air.