Post Captain Novels & Stories

he finally announced dreadfully. “What?” “She?” “Is this a joke?” “So now we are accepting girls?” The boys complained. “Why? Are you scared I might beat you?” I quirked back. “She’s feisty” one of them remarked. “Emory” Coach Jude called and he stepped forward. “This is Emory, he is the captain of the hockey team” “What’s up princess?” He muttered. Coach turned to look at me, “You wanna join the team, I will give you a chance, if you can score a goal against him, then you are free to join the team”

I wanted to make a salute, but apparently, the chair didn't allow me to. "This is detention, Meow," said the captain. "And that chair there is your throne." "You're not going to drill my brains out, are you?" I asked and realized I had forgotten to address him. "Sir." "Just a little something to make you behave," the captain said and nodded at the guy beside me. I watched him grab a remote and press buttons. Then, I heard myself scream. --- Shut your mouth, dumbass! Shut it! Shut it! Shut it!

“I understand, Captain.” “I may not stay in Dark Cape in the future, so I'll leave it to the three of you here. Killer is the first deputy captain of Red Flame, Paul is the second deputy captain, and Tulip is the third deputy captain. As for how to split the subordinates, discuss it among yourselves. I hope that when I come back again, I will see a brand-new Red Flame.” “We will definitely live up to your expectations, Captain,” the trio replied together.

Good thing he hadn't contradicted that and just walked out like that. With a smirk, my gaze just followed his retreating back as he get into the waiting car from afar. Sighing, bumaba narin ako to follow his lead. "I think hindi ko pa naipapakila ang sarili ko sa'yo,Ms. Secretary.." Hearing that, I turned to the captain and found him a few feet away from me with a playful smirk curved on the side of his mouth. "I'm Captain Mason Corteza.. And you are???" He asked the moment na makalapit sya sa'kin while holding his hand out for a handshake.

He turned around immediately and upon seeing it was Jai, he glared menacingly. “What?!” The captain yelled. Jai’s expression was serious and he held the captain’s hand firmly. “Let us help.” Jai said. The captain stared at him for a few seconds before he asked. “What level are you even on?” “None.” Jai answered immediately, surprising the captain. The captain looked incredulously at him. “You have… None? You don’t have a plate level? You’re not even a Bronze level?” “No.” Jai answered. He didn’t look fazed at all by the mocking tone in the captain’s voice. Even in the nick of time, the captain can be insulting.

Dexter's chest was heaving, his eyes locked on mine over her shoulder, gold burning bright even in the dim light. "You want to do this here?" he asked. "In front of her? In front of the cameras three doors down?" "I don't care where we do it." "You should care," he said. "Because the second either of us shifts in this building, it's over. Both of us. The whole thing unravels. Is that really what you want, Captain?" The word came out mocking, sharp, like he knew exactly how much I hated hearing it from him. "Don't call me that."

“Cormac always had balls.” The tone of affection underlying his words caught her attention. “You’re still friends?” “Yeah, you could say that.” He laughed. “Cormac is my boss’s third-in?command.” “What are you?” Sexy, crazy, and frustrating were words that came to mind, though she didn’t utter them. “A captain. I have a crew, and I have authority, but there are those above me.” Suddenly, he pulled her on top of him, his hands on either side of her head. “Bosses who won’t be pleased if Aldo Peretti starts a war.”

Suspicion rolled off him in waves. “You didn’t tell me you made new friends,” Asher said, finally glancing at me with a blank look. I folded my arms. “We just met. Like… fifteen minutes ago. And he seems nice,” I added pointedly. Mr captain smiled slightly at that and I threw him a smirk. Asher hummed. “That’s what they all look like in the first fifteen minutes.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re dramatic.” Mr captain laughed softly, moisturising his lower lips with his tongue. “It’s fine. I get it.”

I couldn't get the image of me screaming under him, cumming like an idiot and even begging him to fuck me harder out of my mind. I scrubbed my neck until the skin was raw, desperate to wash away the scent of him, that mix of expensive cologne and the lust in his eyes. I leaned my forehead against the tile, letting the water pelt my back. I was Elias Carter, the captain of the Northwood Titans. My life was built on discipline, morning drills, and a reputation for being untouchable. Yesterday, I was all those things before I lost to Ryder. "Get it together," I hissed at my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My lower lip was slightly swollen, a visible mark of my shame. I looked at the "C" on

How come I hadn't heard of this big match till now. For Boston Kings, this wasn’t just another college hockey match. It was the match of the year for the junior category as the seniors were on an Away Match. And the captain, of course, was Ace. He's the Captain of the Juniors and Assistant, overall. I know he plays, but I didn't realise just how great he is. His face is everywhere on posters, on the campus website, even on T-shirts. It feels strange seeing him like this, smiling from paper, when I remember our last conversation. The cold look in his eyes as he made his offer, and the way my hand trembled as I was about to sign the contract in the silence of my room.