Ouat Captain Hook Novels & Stories

She was pregnant, very obviously pregnant under her white dress. Easton had this look on his face, this huge, beaming smile that I had never, ever seen on him in the two whole years we had been together. It completely broke something inside me as I raised my hand and slapped my own cheek, hard, over and over. “Wake up,” I told myself, but the pain was real, and the lights didn't fade, and the tears just kept falling freely down my face, blurring everything. They reached the front, and the pack priest stepped forward, his voice booming over the silent crowd. “Do you, Easton, take Brenda to be your true mate and Luna forever?”

"Together Captain." The game waited for us and we were ready to answer.

To him, those whales were swimming dollar signs. "Osprey, zip it!" the captain barked, his fury erupting at the mere thought of hunting. Alexander's past was a mystery, but the air of danger around him was enough to send a shiver down the captain's spine. Osprey shot Alexander a look and begrudgingly took a seat. The rest of the crew clammed up, eyes on the captain, waiting for the word. "Sir, is there anything else you need?" the captain asked softly, noticing Alexander's silence.

“I had heard the same thing, but when we received the letter about my mother’s death, it stated her ship was attacked by none other than the fearsome pirate, Captain Hawk.” He swallowed wrong, and nearly choked. Yet he didn’t want to cause suspicion. “How long ago did this happen?” “Fifteen years.” Impossible! Gabe had taken over the title of Captain Hawk after his friend, Marcus Thorne had retired. And Marcus took over the title after another man had retired. Gabe didn’t know how long the name Captain Hawk had been used, but apparently, the name brought with it rumors from the past. “Forgive me, my dear, but it’s hard to believe that her ship was attacked by that pirate, since his only miss

Mason uttered. “They are allowed to put traps?” Rhea asked with her eyes wide. “Coach does whatever he Wants" Mason uttered. “I know the ropes of this forest. Kai and I analysed it before coming here so everyone should follow behind me…” “Who's the captain here?” I interrupted his words and he turned to me wuthering a frown. “There are no captains in a scavenger hunt, Zander. We are a team…” “I don't give a fuck, who is the Captain here?” I asked again and he clenched his jaws.

I looked up toward the luxury seats above the glass. Orion Kael stood by the railing. He wore a dark suit, but he carried more authority than anyone else in the building. Orion was the team captain, the rich heir to the franchise, and the most dangerous Alpha in the league. He didn't blink. Leaning against the glass, his dark eyes stared right through my helmet, locking directly onto the fast, panicked pulse beating in my neck. I tried to breathe normally to keep up the disguise, but my heart rate spiked. A wave of intense heat flashed through my body, fighting against the bitter medicine. The heavy pressure had broken my defenses. The medicine was wearing off, and the captain was staring ri

Oliver stood under the hot, white spotlight. The bright light burned his eyes. He stared at the tall man holding his hand. The truth hit him like a heavy, cold rock. Alexander Whitman. The famous hockey captain. The man who fucked him so hard in the hotel pool. He was actually a Montgomery. He was the son of the enemy. Oliver pulled his hand back. He pulled very hard. Alexander’s fingers were strong, but Oliver ripped his hand away. The skin on Oliver’s wrist burned red from the tight grip.

“Sir?” “And effective immediately,” the coach continued, voice firm, “you’re reinstated as captain.” For half a second, the rink was a bit silence, then voiced filled the air. “What?” “Thank Goodness.” “Finally! Someone better—” I grinned so hard my face was hurting. Victor looked like he was going to kill someone if he had the means. I shoved Asher in the shoulder excitedly. “You hear that, Captain?” He looked stunned, but there was a smile still etched to his face. “I—yeah. I heard. I almost can't believe it.”

Oh my God. It dawned on me at that moment… Lucas already lost the captain's title… There's no way Coach is letting Kianeffing Maddox go. “Everyone gather around.” The coach's voice came as he hugged Scott, “That's my boy. I am really proud of you.” “And to everyone on the team. We have our new MVP and captain of the team. Kian Maddox.” The coach announced. The rink erupted with cheers and whistles. Lucas threw his helmet on the floor, getting everyone's attention.

Nathan happened to walk by, stick in hand. I figured that as captain he'd at least do something about the toxic bullying. Instead he was frowning, still griping to the vice-captain. "Our blue-line defense was like wet paper today. Bunch of useless idiots." He didn't even glance at the jerseys strewn across the floor, just took one long stride over them and strode off. Watching his arrogant back, I let out a bitter laugh. Back in my dorm that night, with nowhere to vent, I logged straight into my hockey-forum alt account: IceTyrant.