The Double The Captain Of Her Heart Novels & Stories

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

Wake up you sluts!.” Captain growled, splashing water on them. Tina and Meredith scrambled up. their torn clothes were wet, clinging to their skin. Captain’s pulse raced as his dick hardened. “The only person who’s on a holiday here is…” he pointed at himself. He smirked at Tina, his eyes lingering on her breast. Tina scowled and crossed her arms over her chest as she gathered her knees to herself. “Not happy to see me? Or were you beginning to think i would never show up,” Captain said aloud, dragging Tina’s to the iron bar violently with the chain tied to her ankle.

“Well the brown haired one is Kael Donovan... He’s the captain of the Silver Claws hockey team. And the cold prince looking one is Jace.. Jace Morgan, captain of the Iron Fangs. They are literally the heartthrob of this great prison we call an institution… especially our dear Brielle so trust me darling do not be near the hockey princes.” I blinked, trying to process the information. “Ohhh that explains the googly eyes… And what about… you? Are you also crushing on them?” I asked, a little hesitantly. She shrugged lightly. “I like my life the way it is.. peaceful and calm,” she said simply, a small smirk tugging at her lips. Before I could ask her to clarify what she meant by that, the sharp

To leave something for her dying first love, my wife, Elara Wynn, decides to carry two babies at once, implanting his previously frozen embryo while she's already pregnant with our child. On the day of the procedure, she even stations 50 bodyguards outside, convinced I'll show up and try to stop her. But I never come. Once the embryo is successfully implanted, she finally relaxes. She doesn't understand why I'm making such a big deal out of it. All she wants is to leave something that belongs to her first love. She doesn't see anything wrong with that. Afterward, she comes to find me and says, as if she's doing me a favor, "Callum, aren't you happy I'm carrying twins now? Try to be the bi

He asked me. My heart beat wildly in my chest, making me wonder if its what I'm thinking. No way! ********************** Hello beautiful people! Thanks for reading and I'm sincerely sorry for the wait. Sorry for the cliffhanger too, but who doesn't love cliff hangers?

They only cared about the heart that would one day belong to Nathaniel. I slowly raised my head and met their disbelieving eyes. For the first time in my life, my voice was completely calm. "Nathaniel? Isn't he still alive? What exactly are you still pretending for? My heart was always meant for him, wasn't it?"

I didn't deal with messy drama. "No one, Coach," I muttered, my jaw clenching. "You're absolutely sure about that?" "Wait..." Colton suddenly nudged my side, his eyes lighting up. "What about that girl? The one with the weird glasses?" "What girl?" Coach Steve asked immediately. My heart stopped for a fraction of a second. Sarah Collins. How could I have been so fucking blind? I had completely underestimated her when she had walked into the study room demanding it back. I thought she was just another scholarship nobody I could easily crush.

The room settled into a tense, expectant quiet once again. “And now, for our first runner up,” Richard continued, his voice dropping into a warm, lingering cadence. His dark amber eyes drifted across the line of contestants, passing over others before locking dead onto mine with an undeniable, intense pride. “A designer whose raw narrative depth, exquisite draping, and resilience have captivated this panel from the very first week... Second place goes to Lori Davis.” My knees went completely weak.

They still remind me not to wait and not to expect Caleb to return. It's not that easy. It’s easy to utter a word of what should be done but not that easy to apply to gestures. For them it’s easy but for me, it’s not. It was myself who dictated that I should not follow. Whatever I try to forget Caleb I still can’t do. It's like I'm just a traitor to myself. My mind and heart say differently. They can't agree with only one decision. If my mind insists that I need to move forward, my heart will not be able to forget Caleb. The mind never dictated to my heart. In the battle between heart ang mind, my heart always wins. My heart is what I always practice and follow. I let my heart to decide.

I asked with the little strength in me. She looked around again to make sure no one was listening. Her voice dropped lower as she said, “I overheard something... something important.” "What do you mean?" She hesitated for a moment before blurting out, “Are you the Alpha King’s mate?” The question made my heart skip a beat. My eyes widened, but I didn’t say anything. I couldn’t. The truth was too heavy, too dangerous. Steph didn’t wait for me to answer. “You don’t have to say anything. Your face tells me everything I need to know.”