Nekoma Captain Novels & Stories

Yama said, glancing in the captain’s direction, and without missing a beat, she pulled Venus forward. “Hi!” Yama greeted the captain with an enthusiastic wave. The captain paused, pressed something on her headphones, then set down her drink, removing the headphones. Venus clutched the paper bag tightly against her chest, her heart racing as the captain gave them a nod in greeting. “Mind if we sit here?” Yama asked, noticing the captain was sitting alone. The captain gestured for them to join her. “Pres, you go ahead and sit. I’ll go order our drinks,” Yama said, nodding to the captain before excusing herself.

"Alright. For stepping on the toes of Miss Adam's alone is enough to send him to hell." Isaiah Skate went boneless and collapsed onto the ground with a loud thump. He turned to Nuella and the others and pleaded for mercy like a dying animal. "Please let me go..." Nuella merely scoffed and responded. "Why don't you tell that to Hades himself?" Nuella then turned to the Captain of the elite team. "Send these people and evidence of their crimes to the police and make sure no one gets to escape." "Yes ma'am!" The Captain of the elite team responded and gave Nuella a resounding salute before commanding his force to take Isaiah Skate and his goons away.

"They were found by" "BY WHOM? GOD DAMN YOU!" "They were found by His Majesty. He brought them here... HE-" Rhea's forehead creased and her lips tighten once more. Making everyone shiver from terror. "How is he going to handle them?" Rhea asked as calmly as she could. But everyone could see her nine tails coming out from her small body. The servant's whole body trembled. Rhea noticed it and grabbed the servant's neck with one of her tails, bringing him up to the air. "He has already executed them-"

But I click my teeth, promising myself to remain focused, keeping the conversation, strictly professional. "Well, our driver's corpse is currently at the forensics department and we are waiting for the autopsy results to prove what already know, which is the fact that the anonymous captor had shot him with a gun. And about the gun, my wife told me that the gun had this cross sign with the inscription, "hades" on it. It was a pistol that was used by the way but that was all she said." I answered, choosing to hide all of the extra information as to how my wife once used to be a slave.

Lucas managed to go head to head with Neema and that brought a smile on his face. “Does that mean you can be my playmate?” Neema asked in his adorable baby voice and with such hope that it brought tears to my eyes. Neema had never known a childhood. Born into slavery, his only home had been that little cell in which his family had been put together. But then Vandal had learned about his secret and he had tried to manipulate the boy. His family had died protecting him from that monster but it hadn’t been all in vain, Neema had escaped. He had found me and now an entire pack, including the Supreme Alpha of the werewolves were protecting him. I’d promised to give him his life back, his childhoo

Despite the obvious horror on his face, the man paid him no attention as all the Spartan soldiers were brought in one by one sequentially, as they all also faced him. “My name is Captain Axel,” he slowly said with a grin after everyone was gathered. “I know you are all curious about this fleet’s identity, don’t worry, I won’t be hiding it. We are one of the subordinate fleets that belong to the great Neo Roman Empire.” Kalen’s heart almost stopped for a second on hearing this. “What the…? The Neo Roman Empire?” He yelled questioningly in his mind. “Oh man, I am finished.” If there was a bar to display his chances of escape and survival, he could already see the scale dropping deep below the

Alpha Nolan was about going into his bunker when three of his men came running. They rushed and fell over each other right before him. "Were you trained to fight or flee?" Alpha Nolan had become extremely angry with them. "There is something you need to know, Alpha. Nemesis is coming. He attacked us and rescued Lance" one of the men spoke for them.

The snapping of jaws was right at my heels, the shadows reaching out to drag us both down into the dirt as I ran faster than I ever had in my entire life, carrying a stranger out of the mouth of hell. ××× The camp outside the canyon was a mess of tents and bleeding men, but we were already breaking it down. The battle was over for now, the leak plugged, and the order had come down from the top. We were heading back to IronVale soon. “The horses are prepped, Commander,” Mac said, walking up to me while wiping grease off a leather strap. “We can move out within the hour.” “Great,” I muttered, not looking up from the map I was pretending to study. “Can't wait.”

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.

I am done apologizing for who I am. I leaned forward, looking into the camera. "I am an Omega. I am the Captain of the Redmoor Wolves. I will see you on the ice tomorrow night."