Pokemon Captivate Novels & Stories

Supriseeeeeeeeeee!!! There is a sequel to The Captive! Don't you just cherish a captivating story that is continual?! I bet you do! Are you excited???!!! I bet a billion dollars that you are! Here's a sneak peek into what the sequel is gonna be like. There's going to be lots of drama in the second book, I can promise you that!

But an Alpha’s command was absolute, and they had no choice but to charge in despite the danger. Surprisingly, the capture turned out to be much easier than they had expected. Cara struggled fiercely as strong hands grabbed hold of her. She bit her lip, trying to break free, but it was useless. Her strength was no match for the well-trained wolves of the Dark Eclipse pack. She was shoved hard to the floor, her arms yanked behind her back. Alpha Gerano stepped up in front of her, his leopard-skin boots nearly brushing her nose. He looked down at her from above, his eyes narrowing with an overpowering air of authority.

She realized how lacking she was. Blade made a disappointed expression as she, and Valentine sat on the bench and watched their captors training. "Why are they letting us watch them train?" Blade asked in both annoyance and curiosity. "Obviously, they coaxing us to change our minds. They tempting us to join them, and how strong we will become if we join them," answered Valentine. "What?"

Time to fucking shift. “What the fuck do you want?” I snarl at the Crawler who rears his head and opens his mouth, hissing as it lunges at me. That’s when I decide to shift. They are intelligent and I’m sure if I manage to capture one, I could get fucking answers from them. Find out what exactly they want from her. What if I captured it? I know they appear and disappear, but what if? I struggle to calm my emotions as I dodge and attack. But that might just be wishful thinking. How do you capture an otherworldly monster?

Open her eyes and look back at death itself, right in her face? Pain shot across her face in a quick and completely surprising wave, she felt her brain jump inside her head and her body move in the same direction as her head, it was a strange feeling to be slapped after she had thought her face was gone. numb from the rain, this time definitely felt something, but in the same way the sensation had arrived, everything else disappeared almost instantly, her body fell completely inert into the arms of her captor, a massive man with dark eyes, the same guy who had beaten her before she could escape.

His hair was damp with sweat, proof that he had run straight from the Moon Temple after his prayers, without pause, to be here. His eyes were cold, his aura sharp as a blade. In one swift motion, he wrenched Barry down, holding him fast, unmoving. Barry froze, stunned—then saw the ceremonial wedding garb upon Colin’s shoulders. His expression shattered. He fought to break free—only to realize, in dawning horror— This so-called crippled Warrior of Bayport possessed a strength that dwarfed his own. He, an Alpha who had bled on the battlefield since nineteen, found himself utterly restrained.

He sighed and walk closer to Primo who seems to fall in love what's what on his camera. He wanna see it too, so he tap his fingers on Primo's shoulder. At first, Primo didn't notice until the second try he did. "You can't believe what I just captured." He beamed and Allen grinned. "May I see?" He asked gently and Primo handed him his camere. And, he himself was mesmerized. He perfectly matches the feature of that half faced sculpture, making it a perfect face. He shifted his gaze on Primo, who's also watching him with wide smile.

I’ve never seen a piece of art admiring a piece of art before, yet here I am witnessing a once in a lifetime phenomenon. She looks fascinated by the colours and how they are intertwined, yet I’m fascinated by her. The paintings are great, I have to admit that, but she is more beautiful than all of them combined. The way her plump lips are parted, and her eyes are locked on the paintings is bewitching. She is amazed by everything around her in the gallery; however, I’m amazed by her and her beauty.

The confirmation inflates the balloon in my chest. "Chocolate Chip cookies," I murmur in awe as I reach inside the container and take one out. I then laugh as I hold up the last item in the cooler. "And Capri Suns?" "You seemed really happy talking about that day," Nate points out as he settles in next to me on the blanket, his knee lightly touching mine. "The Capri Suns are my touch. I figured I needed to make it up to you since our first date was put on hold because of this." He gestures to his now healing face.

His fingers traced her jawline, his thumb brushing across her bottom lip, sending a jolt of heat through her. Belle’s breath hitched slightly, but she quickly composed herself, leaning into his touch. "Like?" Noah’s eyes darkened as they roamed over her face, his gaze filled with an intensity that made her pulse quicken. "Like the way you bite your lip when you're nervous. Or how your eyes flash with fire when you’re mad at me but trying to hide it. Or," his hand slid lower, down to her hip, "the way your body trembles right before you let go, when you’re too far gone to care about holding back."