Aqua Deer Captain Novels & Stories

Ivy Bennett has no time for boys. Between keeping her scholarship, paying her bills, and worrying about her younger brother in foster care, she already has enough on her plate. Then Ryder Knox fails a class. Westbury’s arrogant hockey captain needs a tutor, and unfortunately, Ivy is the best one available. She hates his attitude. He loves getting on her nerves. But when Ryder asks Ivy to pretend to be his girlfriend, their simple arrangement starts becoming dangerously real. Because Ryder isn’t supposed to fall for his tutor. And Ivy definitely isn’t supposed to fall for the boy she swore she hated.

At last, the call went through. "Where's the shark?" Elijah asked, his voice raw and almost unrecognizable. Oscar sounded exhausted. "We combed the area back and forth, but there was no sign of Ms. Clark. After taking a few photos of the shark, we released it." "Released?" Elijah roared. "Who gave the order to let it go?" Oscar sighed. "Captain, I was only following protocol." Elijah slumped into a chair. He knew then that he would never see me again.

“Decision points only.” Derek gave a small nod and skated off. Coach appeared at the end of the row after the next whistle. He held out a hand and Jax passed him the tablet. Coach scrolled through the timestamps and the notes, expression unreadable at first. Then he gave a short, professional nod. “Clean enough. Finish the last three and send the file to my tablet. Don’t add anything else.” “Got it.” Coach handed the device back and walked toward the bench without further comment. Jax returned to the remaining clips.

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"The captain has a motorized skiff waiting for us at the base of the northern support column. It is a completely blind drop. The black market traders on the lower decks never use that side of the rig because the water is too chaotic." ​"Chaotic water is better than a crowded bazaar," Chloe agreed, her pale eyes locking onto his. ​Arthur approached them, leaning heavily on his wooden cane. He wore a thick fisherman sweater under his trench coat. ​"The captain just sent the signal," Arthur announced, holding up a small, encrypted analog pager. A single green light blinked rapidly on the tiny screen. "The skiff is fueled and tethered to the northern grate. We have a ten minute window before the

(Captain Baron Aida Oneal) As Captain Baron Aida finished answering the call from Agent Marikso relaying the president order, mid conversation with the Admiral. In an instant she switched from the aide persona to the navy captain attitude. At these time, Admiral Duchess Kolarova, receiving the order were smiling from ear to ear, finally it was time for them to retaliate and draw the true blood.

“No more drills tomorrow.” Silence follows. One captain blinks. “Alpha?” “You heard me.” “But we’re almost ready….” “No.” Tyson’s voice leaves no room for debate. “We’re fighting a battle, not running ourselves into the ground.” His gaze sweeps across the room. “I need warriors who can think. I need witches who can cast. I need commanders who can make decisions. Not corpses who collapse before we reach the battlefield.” That settles it. The following day becomes the quietest day MoonHaven has seen in weeks.

“What the fuck are you saying?” The old woman pointed at River before explaining. “From what I heard from that young man, Aqua refused to accept me as her true mate. He tried his best to win her love, but she still continued to reject him. When he became desperate, he decided to follow her one day and caught the both of you kissing.” After her words, the crowd instantly turned to me, silently demanding an explanation. I shifted my gaze from the pack priestess to Aqua who was standing far from me.

My condition couldn't handle the amount. I spilled the water out of the blue. "It's salty!" Haiban takes the glass from my hand and enchants it. "You're not good with visitors as always, captain," he teases, then gives me the glass with purified water in it. "You," the captain leans his elbows on his table, "brought a woman with you. What do you need to talk about with me?" he asked. His cold sharp eyes and the monotone are so unwelcoming unlike his laughter while slaughtering his people a while ago. What a psycho.

The campsite morphs into the slaughter. It is two, maybe three Sirens from the dark that kills them all. The first is Korin who meets his fate by a trident through the throat, in the same way, a fisherman beheads a shark for its flesh. The next one to perish is Sonah. He goes down fighting the red-eyed Siren. Deflecting attacks until another Siren stabs him in the back with so much force that his spine propels outward from his chest and ripping his body almost in half. All the other elves fall from the might of their enemy. Till finally, the three Sirens come across the captain. The elf draws his sword and once the blade meets the air a pink electric forcefield incases the blade. One of the