Aqua Deer Captain Novels & Stories

My ears perk up. "Can you tell me about it? We are looking for it as well, but we don't know what it is. A thing, an animal or man." Gen asked and I was silent because I didn't know anything. "I'm going to tell you because even if you know, you won't be able to find it. Aqua Siren is a mermaid. Three mermaids, beautiful but dangerous. They kill people they don't like. In the past, I always saw them there on the rocks and the scales you see are theirs. But suddenly they left. It's been two days since I saw them." This is a story that made our eyes widen.

“That’s exactly why I didn’t push harder when you stonewalled the board. A kid willing to torch his own reputation to protect a teammate is exactly the kind of captain I want leading this team into a championship. I just wish you’d trusted me enough to let me help you do it smarter.” Luca didn’t know what to say to that. He looked back toward the boathouse instead, where a single light glowed through the window Isabella’s silhouette, still sitting close to Marco, patient and steady in a way that had nothing to do with contracts or cameras. “She’s not what I expected,” Harrelson said, following his gaze. “No,” Luca agreed quietly. “She’s not.” “You going to do something about that, or just ke

Igor: “What happened to my boat? It has some broken corners and is full of water! Debo: “Is it just me or as time passes, men become less and less? Belton: “I think they ruined the boat! Cailet furious: “Are you crazy? We saved your lives! Zeuck in terms of enjoyment: “Really?! As? Yelling? Hahahaha Kilaila annoyed: “You have no idea! Because of this, Dereck almost falls into the sea! Dereck: “Well, what do you want me to say? Igor looked at Kataleya and saw that she was holding the steering wheel of the boat: “Oh Kataleya, I think you were in the wrong place! I'm the captain! Kataleya: “Beautiful captain, who almost let the boat sink! Igor: “For your information, my boat is almost sunk, wit

Ballast blades and cool air intakes controlled rise or fall. Just in time, they were away from Mother Tree and Cloud. Back in Kabutar, a slow rain started falling. “Enjoy the view,” the Captain said. “You are free to roam.” He twitched his left pectoral fin, and an older officer stepped near. “Third Officer, Hykin, is your guide and protector. He will answer questions and ensure you don’t get into a jam.” Hykin glanced down into Bjorn’s face. His twisted smile reflected boredom, and his gaze lacked any trace of humor. Hykin was an old dry-face, wrinkled, slow, and maybe short on oxygen intake.

“George, Liam craves your cooking.” George’s voice then took over. “Millie, get yourself treated in the meantime. I’ll be there in a bit.” That night, he didn’t show up. The next morning, he sent me a photo of his cooking. “Liam had extra helpings. He’s in better shape. Is your stomach still causing issues?” I stared at the text message for a long time. My response was brief. “No.” Since then, I saved his contact as Captain Tanner. It wasn’t out of spite.

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.

Some resembled animals from our world. Others didn’t. A deer stepped from behind a tree with antlers made of crystal. Astraea gasped. “Pretty!” “Don’t touch it,” Kazan said immediately. “I know.” “You were absolutely going to touch it.” “Maybe.” The deer watched her. Then bowed. Everyone stopped. Ardan’s expression sharpened. Eira whispered something in a language I didn’t understand. “What?” I asked. She looked at Astraea. “It bowed.” “I noticed.”

I shifted, trying not to draw attention, but my eyes kept scanning. Near the stage, the debate team captain, usually so polished in his suits, was on his knees between two members of the swim team. Their speedos were still on under open tux jackets, but their cocks were out, heavy and wet, slapping against his cheeks as he tried to take both heads at once. His lips stretched obscenely wide, tongue flicking desperately between them while they gripped his hair and laughed. Cum from an earlier load already painted his forehead like a crown. One of the swimmers reached down and shoved two fingers into the captain’s ass without warning, making him choke and push back like a slut in heat.

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.

I reached up, my arms wrapping around his neck, holding him close as our bodies molded together. ​"Lars is still going to use the audit," I whispered against his neck. "If we file the marriage certificate at the municipal courthouse, the automated system will flag my maiden name within seconds. The compliance board will freeze your registration before we can present the video." ​"Then we don't use the municipal courthouse," Rhys said, a sudden, fierce energy returning to his face. He pulled back slightly, looking down at me with absolute determination. "We are in a port city, Sasha. Under Washington state maritime law, a licensed vessel captain can perform a legal marriage ceremony on the wa