Leonard Snart Captain Cold Novels & Stories

“Ground rules. One: no one's dying in my fucking apartment Two: you shower daily or I hose you down. Three: I’m introducing you to someone.” “No.” “It’s not a rebound thing, I swear. It’s… a plan.” I narrowed my eyes. “Zoe.” She grinned, evil and perfect. “Ever heard of Rowan Parker?” My stomach flipped. Everyone had heard of Rowan Parker. Captain of the Ice Hawks, face like a storm cloud, body like a brick wall, and apparently allergic to relationships. He’d been single for two straight seasons while girls literally threw themselves at him after games.

“Sabatine Stalker. Mr. Rogers sent me. My name is Leon Vartanian. I am his Head of Executive Protection. He’d like you to come in from the cold.” Leon. Sabatine knew the name. Anton had mentioned him once, in an offhand way, when discussing the failure of his previous security detail. “I have a new man, Leon. He doesn’t ask questions. He just sees threats and eliminates them. A useful tool.” The description had made Sabatine wary. Tools could be turned. “Prove it,” Sabatine called back, his own voice barely above a whisper, yet sharp. Without hesitation, Leon raised his left hand. It was not a weapon, but a phone. He tapped the screen, and a moment later, Sabatine’s own burn phone vibrated i

Flashback; 1992 “How about I take you to dinner tonight?” Leonard demanded after he managed to stop her at the end of the hallway. The young Cathrina pressed her books to herself and shook her head. “Where are you going with this Leonard? Everyone in this college knows that I'm the captain’s girlfriend,” Leonard put on an unbothered stare, looking her straight in the face. “You think I care? And besides, being the captain’s girlfriend shouldn't deter you from making friends.”

“With the devil—you know you don’t do that.” “I will kill you if you hurt her” Leonard sneered through his blood-drained lips and Colton stood above him. “Is that another deal?” He asked and his eyes met the almost lifeless ones of Leonardo as he still bled unto the surface of the floor. “Don’t you worry,” He chastised. “I assure you that it all ends tonight. The war starts and ends tonight.”

said, and I knew he was still feeling regrets from it, but he shouldn't Leonard was not dead he was hale and hearty even more than Nick was. "It's fine baby." I replied, comforting him with those short words. "I want to ask you about something, can I? " I already knew what he was going to ask he was still worried about how I treated our captor especially, and that was why he wanted to ask me about it, it was evident and written all over his face. "Go on." I replied, "What is the whole fuss about that guy?" He asked, and I was right, was it jealousy or was it because of the pain that he felt when he was held captive I couldn't decipher why he was so obsessed about Leonard but he deserves to

My words came again, laced with a subtle hint of sarcasm, yet beneath it lay a genuine sense of accomplishment, Leonard's lips curled into a smirk, and for the first time, it wasn't as cold as it used to be; in fact, it felt more like a smile. "So you love dancing?" He inquired after a few seconds had passed, his voice unexpectedly warm, a direct contrast to the stern voice I was used to, "I do," I replied enthusiastically, nodding my head to support my words. "I often do it for the children at the orphanage too, to help them escape the harsh reality of not having parents," I added with a smile, but Leonard's expression suddenly turned icy, his eyes darkening as the little warmth that once r

Lucas was puzzled he couldn't believe he had slept with a total stranger, with his personality and all he found it strang and funny all together. Lucas has a cold personality, he is especially cold mainly to the female gender , thinking back in time, his father Mr Isaac lost his precious wife during childbirth while Lucas lost his mother at a very young age of five . Because of the experience he had to go through and also watching how his father was devastated at that period of time , that was when he said to himself that he wasn't going to have anything to do with the female gender because of fear losing something dear to him.

“ I haven't forgotten, Charlotte, you've earned it. I'll speak to the new CEO when he arrives. Don't worry too much.” She nodded, trying to smile back. But something in his voice sounded off, like really off and she couldn’t help but shake the feeling that it was about her. A week later, he arrived. Nathan Bryant. The name had been whispered around the office so many times, you’d think he was a god. But in a sense, he kind of was. A man known for rebuilding broken companies and breaking anyone who stood in his way. He didn’t have a bad image, but it wasn't exactly good either.

Leonel ordered coldly. ***