Ouat Captain Hook Novels & Stories

Amorivia's brows furrowed. "You are, Amorivia, lady. How you forgot is funny to me." The furrows on Amorivia's forehead remained. She hates the cockiness of this boy but she recalls that Peter was cocky. Peter might be this boy but just playing with her, she thought. "Are we still flying away from Captain Hook?" She asked the boy. "Who's Captain Hook?" He asked back. "Isn't James Hook the pirate who wants to kill Peter Pan?" "Oh yes! With Smee in his ship! Hook is afraid of his own unnaturally coloured blood and oh the saltwater crocodile."

The crowd goes wild. I look at the clock, two minutes left. We pull our goalie to get an extra attacker on the ice. It’s all or nothing. I have the puck at the blue line. I see an opening and try to force a pass to my winger, but their captain read my mind. He sticks his blade out, intercepts the puck, and lobs it high into the air. I watch it sail over my head. It feels like slow motion as the puck lands and slides into our empty net.

Despite the fact that winters in Cametra were freezing, the pool was heated, and a young man was currently in the middle of a splash-off with a gaggle of girls. Sat by the pool with an ashen expression, was none other than Hooked Nose! He waved a hand at Wilbur and the team leader, waiting for them to come up to him before saying, "So, you're the guy who took down eight of my men and called me, right?" "That's right," Wilbur replied calmly.

I moved through the sweaty bodies, my eyes scanning the room until I saw him. ​He was leaning against the far wall, a shadow in a room full of neon. Ryan Carter. The captain of the hockey team. The guy with the dangerous reputation and the haunted eyes. ​Perfect. ​I didn't hesitate. I didn't think. If I did, I’d stop. I walked straight up to him. He noticed me three paces out, his gaze locking onto mine. His eyes were dark, confused, and entirely too focused. ​"You lost?" he said. His voice was a low, gravelly rasp that made the hair on my arms stand up.

“Has the doctor discussed any options with you, regarding a prosthetic?” “Not really. I still have some healing to do. And I’m not sure I want a prosthetic. Now and then, I try to move my non-existent fingers and it’s like someone zapped me with electricity. I’m not sure I want anything touching that general area.” I take a sip from my water and add, “But I’ve got an idea about what I want.” “Oh?” “I’ve been believing about a hook.” Owen bursts out with a shocked laugh. “I’m not kidding.” I’m not, but I do giggle. “A real pirate, like Captain Hook.”

Lana smiled at me before walking out of the room. I picked up my phone as I got out of the I*******m page of Cole Donovan, second-year student and the hockey captain of the school and also a member of the Blackwood Boys. The Blackwood Boys were three best friends, and that consisted of Cole, Zane, and Nolan. These boys were known for their charm, their good looks, and also how wealthy they were considering that they came from good backgrounds, and it was rumoured that their parents had shares in the school, but amongst all of them, the least you would want to get involved with was Cole.

Jax returned to the remaining clips. During the next water break a few players drifted closer to the stands. One of the defensemen stopped first, resting his gloves on the boards. “Those notes you did earlier, Coach used two of them already in the quick talk. It is a clean work.” Jax glanced up from the tablet. “Just what he asked for.” “Still, it's Nice to see you doing something useful again.” The defenseman gave a short nod and moved on. A moment later one of the younger forwards came by, slightly hesitant. “Hey. The zone-entry tags helped. You made the correction easier to see.”

"Janie lost her baby. Silas is worked to the bone. We haven't won a single game in weeks. And now our captain is in an ambulance." "That's not my fault..." I tried to explain, my heart pounding against my ribs in fear as the players had reached the locker room, circling me like a predator did to their prey. "Shut up." Another player circled behind me. I could feel them closing in... "You're a curse, Omega. A curse on this team. A curse on our captain. A curse on everyone who is stupid enough to get close to you." I backed toward the wall. "Coach Dominic will hear about this."

I don’t have to rush and get myself in risky situations like the last time. I lit up a stick of cigarette and leaned against the wall while looking around for possible customers when I saw a familiar face show up. It was our senior captain and he was wearing a black hoodie purposely covering his face. I recognized him immediately because of his body build and how he used to easily shove me when we were playing on the field. “Hey, what you got there, brother?” He asked the first guy the he approached. “I’m not selling, bro.” The guy replied and I thought that’s my chance to get rid of the last three packets in my pocket.

"Take care of yourself. Never let yourself in danger. Kapag alam mong may mali, tumakbo ka na. Don't ever make another reason for me to cry!" Tumango-tango ako habang nasusukang yumakap pabalik. Hindi nagtagal ay dumating na ang kapitan ng barko at mga kasama niya sa barko. The four men have different aura, auras that are surely intimidating. "Welcome aboard! I am Captain Luigi and they are my sailors. They are warriors trained to survive the ocean." "I am Cronus." "I am Lifa." "Seraph." "I am Gavin." I smiled at them. "There's no need for formality, I am Juliet!" pagpapakilala ko.