Captain Archibald 소설 & 이야기

“What makes you think that, newbie?” Wilt turned his glare toward Del Rio. “We’ve already acquainted with the lieutenant during their last caravan run. And this guy —” He then turned to the biggest person in their group, a towering Indian, about a head taller than Li, wearing formal clothes from his homeland. “I’ve heard some gossip here that you’re famous. Captain Madhur, I presumed?” The towering captain bowed to greet our leader out of courtesy. “So seeing you leading this group with a ranked captain like him,” Wilt continued explaining. “I’d say that makes you their superior officer. And the way you stand there like a posh with an English accent and fancy vintage tux. Are you perhaps fro

"Miss Emma was drugged. Does this count as not suffering any harm?" The police captain's entire body froze into a statue. Then he said with a troubled expression, "Young Master Archie, I know you are furious that your friend was kidnapped, but this is L City. . . Forgive me, I am really afraid. If I offend the officer here, I am afraid. . . I will be old and young!" Archie looked at him with disdain. "I will not make things difficult for you. Your mission today is to cooperate with me to save my woman. Now that she has been saved and your mission has been completed, you can leave."

A public declaration of love. That was all Lori wanted for her twentieth birthday. Instead, she caught her secret boyfriend, Travis, in her bed, with Elena— her cruelest rival. Furious and desperate, Lori runs straight into Lucas Miller’s bed. He is also Elena's bitter ex-boyfriend. Lucas has a strict rule. He only sleeps with a girl once. But now, he is hunting Lori down and wants to properly date her. There is just one problem. Lori's best friend has been in love with Lucas for years. Lori is now trapped in a dangerous game of secrets and revenge. She does not know if she is winning the game or walking straight into a predator's trap.

(Captain Arwyl Maedrym) It was a stunning moment, to see captains in their proud and striking uniforms, in the middle of the Refugee Camp. Extending their hands with a proud and respected looks on their face, and on the one that excepting that respect is the family of 3, that is clearly crippled. People did not know of it yet, but at these moment, these is probably, the humble beginning of what would be a meteoric rise of once a fallen family.

I’m the football captain but The dean rarely calls except it’s important. After dressing up in my jersey, I honored the dean call and the reason why he called was to inform me that the coach wouldn’t be coming so I have to take the team for the training section. “Why can’t she come. Is she okay?” Curiosity got the best of me and I asked without thinking. Shit! I mentally shot myself. “Hmmm...” the dean folded his arm giving me an amusing look. “Since when did captain Sabastian begin to care about people huh?”

He was very well preserved and I didn't hesitate to understand that he was also a werewolf. “Come on,” Archer said and we got out of the pickup truck. As I approached, the man looked at me with his mouth open, then smiled and held out his hand. “I'm Archibald Altaha, Archer's grandfather,” the gentleman said. “I'm one of the counselors at the Reservation.” “Altaha?” I asked and frowned. “You're not Coleman?” They laughed at the question and Archer denied it with embarrassment. “No, that last name is an alias we use outside the Reserves,” Archibald said. “We're Altaha.”

“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.”

- "Nah. I 'd gone by then. Borszok was diddlin' me out o' my fair share." - "You didn't go to Jerian with your concern?" Abodo shook his head and jowls. "Nah. The big man didn't like that. And at the time, Borszok was still in good with 'im." - "What about after Borszok was killed?" - "Too late by half." said Abodo. "New captain, and the Arrow was off." - "Where did they go? How long before they return?" I would dearly have liked to speak with members of her crew.

And soon it was evening and everyone came with their reports to the captain. The first warrior whose name was Abel( a very good friend of alpha Kyrian who is now like a brother to him but refused to take the captain role on himself as he always tells himself he’s not good at it), was known for his ability to sniff from afar any neighboring werewolf or ones at a far distance, came and shook his head affirming that he could not find her despite his trials. “I’m afraid I could not find her sir, I guess she has gone too far beyond.” The captain seemed troubled.” And with fear, he said unto his warriors.