Squad 7 Captain Novels & Stories

"And I wanted us to start off as friends because I know we've had some history in the past. So, I want us to move past it and work together." "She's so mature..." "Can you see her? A good fit for a captain's mate!" "Look at the way she holds herself!" "So composed even though it's her ex's wicked mate." I could hear the women whispering from the window, even the players had gathered after hearing the ruckus Silas had created when Janie stated her wish to join the medical team so she could take care of him. In her defence? She didn't want Silas leaving the team because of me.

I felt sorry for him, being a captain of a great football team entails a lot of responsibilities, commitment and expectations from what I've seen. "I really admire your strength and like you said 'you won't trade it for anything' So just keep doing your thing and enjoying it, cause there comes a time when you can't do it anymore, and I'm sure you won't regret it, okay?" I tried to be comforting and encouraging which I'm not good at. Ugh. I hope I made sense though. "Yea. Listening to you speak is a good feeling too" he said which made me smile and I felt a little hopeful

It was a typical thing for the rich, popular guys to have some sort of squad. “Yeah. There is Vincent the fighter. Too bad you left early. You should have seen him kick the crap out of that hot guy whose name I don’t really remember. He is probably looking less hot now but who cares? I could lick gin off Vincent’s abs any day. The last one in the squad is just trouble; Lee Tan. He is the Captain of the basketball team. Please I know Joon is your friend but you gotta steer clear of Tan. He will never resist making a move on that pretty face of yours,” she warned.

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”

The man with cropped hair stood out and said, “I am Kevin.” “Do you think you are enough qualified to be the captain?” I asked again. He smiled and said, “Of course, I am qualified. Previous captain chose me to be in the team, and I know the rules of the Black Panther very well. Little boss, I can be the captain. However, there are usually ten people divided into groups, including two more substitutes. We still need to recruit eight more people. This will cost much money. Can you reimburse? Also, you should tell us about our treatment, right?”

she asked, and Liam shook his head. "I'm sorry; I was just not expecting someone so young on squad one," he apologised, and Beth raised a brow. "What rumour have you heard about squad one?" she asked with an amused tone. "We were told that squad one are master's direct disciples and his heir, with only five members. I'm sorry; I was expecting someone older," he explained, and Beth chuckled. "The oldest of us in squad one is twenty-five years old—don't even talk about old. Everyone in squad one is a weirdo; I'm the only normal person. How did you end up here, if I may ask?"

He snapped a wrist shot into the top corner of the net so hard the black puck rattled violently inside the twine. Ethan slammed his stick against the plexiglass in celebration, cheering. Damon coasted backward, turning toward the stands to wipe sweat from his brow with his glove. His dark eyes scanned the perimeter until they locked onto me standing by the tunnel. Even from fifty feet away across a crowded ice rink, I saw his entire demeanor shift. The ruthless, cutthroat captain melted away. A tiny, quiet smile touched his lips—a private, subtle look meant entirely for me. My betraying heart gave a sudden, painful flutter. I couldn't help it. I smiled back.

“You’re all bark and no bite.” Mason’s jaw flexed, color climbed up his neck. “I’ll fuck you up.” Kyle stepped in until their chests were almost touching. The height difference wasn’t dramatic, but the presence was. Kyle carried himself like someone who had never once lost a fight. “I don’t think that’s something you wanna say to your captain.” He reached out, grabbed the front of Mason’s shirt with both hands, and gave it two sharp little tugs like he was brushing imaginary dirt off.

"And if you are going to surrender your sweetness in this penthouse... if you are going to let us touch you, kiss you, and ruin you for any other man... you need to learn the rules." "What rules?" I whispered, completely hypnotized by the sheer intensity of his icy blue eyes. "Hierarchy," Elijah commanded softly. He raised his right hand, his long, strong fingers gently grasping my chin. His touch was firm, possessive, and warm against my cool skin. "I am the captain of the Golden Trio. I lead Chase and Karius on the ice, and I lead them in this house. If you are going to share your affection with us, Cassy, I claim first priority. Always."

He said sarcastically, with a solemn tone. Caspian smirked. “Don’t I get the right to see my elder brother?” Clyde is the leader of THE SEVEN. He is as powerful as the rumours say. He has a nonchalant attitude. He was a half vampire and half wolf, and had the power to process fire. In other words, he is a hybrid. “Don’t tell me, you just came here to see how I am.’ No! I didn’t just come all the way here to see how you are,” He said and walked closer to the swimming pool.