Steve X Captain Tankmen Novels & Stories

Skates, ice, a puck, and eleven other men who trusted me to lead them through a game of sixty minutes of simplicity. "You good, Captain?" Marsh, my line member, wandered into the stall next to me, assessing me more than I liked to be assessed at a time like this. "I'm good." "You've been a ghost for the last month." "Family matters. This is the last weekend I was gone." I thumped him on the shoulder, cutting off whatever else he wanted to say on the matter. "Let's just win tonight."

I asked him in a flabbergasted manner " Alpha pack! Any problem" Steve said with more and more boldness in his voice " Not good," I said in a depressed tune " Who's your pack leader ?" I asked keeping myself in suspense " Simon and he stays in California" he responded dropping the bag he carried around on the ground ( bare floor) " What pack are you in?" Steve said pointing towards me who looked depressed " Omega" I responded with a was voice " Same," Lovie said " Nice" Steve responded with his usual smile

What are you going to do next? Steve raised the corner of his mouth. 'That's far from enough for me.' Whenever Steve thought of what he had experienced in prison, he couldn't wait to dismember Ethan and stew it in the boiler... His hatred for Ethan had long seeped into his bones. 'Not only am I going to snatch away what belongs to him, but I am also going to personally destroy it.' Scarlett heard him and immediately stood up. 'You want to destroy the TNK Group?' Steve grabbed her chin and said, 'Don't worry. Let's fish it up first. When there's only an empty shell left of it, we'll destroy it completely.'

Walked to the window and stared out at the city. The boy I left behind was gone. In his place was a billionaire CEO accused of corruption. Ruthless. Cold. Untouchable. Or so the file said. But I knew Daniel Carter. I knew the boy who stood beside me on the school steps while the crowd screamed at us. I knew the boy who held my hand in a dark hallway and told me he believed me when no one else did. I knew the boy who kissed me under the bleachers like I was the only thing in the world worth saving.

XAVIER It took quite a moment before Steve finally spoke, his voice calm. Calculating. Cautious. Like he was schooling a kindergartener. “He’s playing you, Xavier. Just like he’s been playing all of us. Just like he played you. Me. My mom. Your mom. And every other person tangled in his web. You think you’re in control, but you’re not. And you don’t even see it. You’re too busy trying to keep up with him, trying so hard to earn his approval that you do not notice the hold he has on you.” His words hit me like a slap to the face, but he wasn’t done. “ He doesn’t care about you, man. He never has. He never would. At least, not in the way you think. He only cares about his damned legacy.”

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.

Lucas I slammed the driver’s side door of my truck, tossed my duffel bag into the backseat, and gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles turned pale. The early morning sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, casting a cool, orange hue across the quiet campus parking lot. I couldn't sit in my empty dorm room for another second. Ever since that bizarre, emotionally draining phone call with my stepmother yesterday, my head had been a complete mess of buried memories, unhealed wounds, and restless energy.

Sassy was so happy that Ethan is back, she was worried but thankfully he’s here now. He has been so kind to her ever since Lucy brought her here, she was really grateful to have them both around her. “Hey my man!!…how are you doing bro?” Dr martins said, hugging Steve. “Yeah I’m good…I can see you are doing better.” Steve said, laughing. “You can say that again!” Dr martins said. “What brings you here guy?” He asked. “What do you mean by that?…am I not allowed to see you again?” Steve chuckled.

I looked him over and he was very handsome, he was covered in tattoos and his body looked rock hard, “Hey I’m Steve, Darren’s best friend.” I smiled, unable to answer him, I looked him over and Darren over. They did not look to be similar at all, Darren was rough looking, he always had a smoke in his mouth dark hair and dark eyes, he was big but a lot smaller then Steve. Meanwhile Steve was a lot warmer, he looked safe and comfortable, he had his life in order while Darren was a mess.

Kane regretted every single action he took in the past, as he fell back from the kick, his head hit the floor hardly that he thought his skull had broken open, He couldn't plead for mercy, he found it so hard to look into his eyes, he knew he had been a monster and deserved all the pain even death, Steve raised the chair up, he was tied to it tightly and it seemed the top was getting more fastened attached and his body causing him pain, Blood was gushing out of any part of his body, his mouth was bleeding yet Steve wasn't moved a bit "Where is your wife?" Steve asked squatting as he peered into his eyes with fury, Kane swallowed the lump in his throat pleading with his eyes, it was so hard