Capitano X Aether Novels & Stories

Kris started as soon as he got close to the bed, getting on the double bed and leaning against the headboard. “That Ava was taken because someone figured out who you are?” Niall completed for him. Kris’ eyes went wide at the implication of his best friend’s words. “What do you mean ‘someone?” “Of course, there’s a very high possibility that it’s the Werewolf Hunters who are behind this but have you considered Dark Moon Pack?” He pointed out gently, his gaze steady. Kris glanced away, looking straight up at the wall in front of him. His brows furrowed as he tried to make sense of what Niall was going on about.

He was sizing up the American wolves, his head defiantly high, he was the ultimate King of the werewolves after all. “You have a rogue accompanying you today?” his question was simply that, however I saw the other two wolves drop their heads submissively, not really wanting to enlighten the situation or association with the captain, and honestly this intrigued me. Boldly, and courageously, the rogue Capitan took a step forward and extended his hand to the King. “Captain Ryder Reed, US Marines, at your service, your majesty.” Alpha Ethan accepted his hand, as the young man cordially bowed over his hand. Ethan raised his eyebrows and I saw his thick mustache twitch.

Ambassador Aethon's expression was pleasant as he said, "We've identified your ships as from Xanthea. We also have an alliance with King Raphael." I asked with interest, "How did you recognize our ships while they're cloaked?" He explained, "Your ships have a similar energy signature to ours, making them identifiable even when cloaked." He bowed slightly. "Ah, That explains it, I said feeling more at ease. "The ship beside us is Commander Rage of 'Phoenix Wrath', also from Xanthea. We're Earth's protectors and returned from Xanthea in time to prevent further damage. Thank you for your help. Nice to meet you, Ambassador Aethon." I nodded in a gesture of respect.

Alessandro's surprise was fleeting, replaced by a calculating gaze. He took another sip of his wine, swirling the deep red liquid in his glass as he studied Salvatore’s seething expression. "Are you sure about this?" Alessandro asked, his voice unreadable. Salvatore scoffed, shaking his head. "If there's anything, my teams are the best." Alessandro rested his glass on the polished wooden table, fingers tapping against the stem. "But Marco Donato is my Capo, and Delilah Donato is his wife."

Where did all your confidence go now, Marco? "Boys, bring in my baby and strap him in". As I finish speaking, Marco's eyes widen in terror, and he tries to struggle against the restraints again. However, his body is weak and battered, and he can barely muster the strength to move. The guards move swiftly to comply with my orders, and soon they return with her, my beautiful baby. She is called "Kop'yo iskupen'ya" and otherwise known as "The Spear of Atonement". The instrument look like a chair with restraints, but the most beautiful qualities are the drills. There are two drills for both knees, two at the chest and one for the stomach.

His older brother anchored our defense and swore Jax could hack circles around most pros. "You really want to do this Evan?" Jax asked keeping his voice down. He eyed the door like someone might burst in any second. "This burner looks basic but syndicate types rig them with kill switches sometimes. My brother loses his roster spot. You lose the captaincy. We both end up in deep shit."

His heavy hand rested casually on his hip, right beside his worn leather wristband. "They aren't ready for what you're about to show them, Cassy," Karius added softly, his set lips relaxing into a rare, barely noticeable smile. "None of them are." I looked at the three of them—Elijah, the commanding leader; Chase, the passionate charm; and Karius, the stoic protector. They were three alpha hockey captains who could tear an entire arena apart, yet right now, they were hanging on my every word, waiting to watch me take over. The sheer raw attraction between us was a living, breathing thing in the room, tight and intoxicating.

She scans both of them and says: "Welcome aboard Kieran and Sam! I am pleased to introduce you to the 'Sea Dragon': The 'Sea Dragon' is a revolutionary, 22nd-century smart yacht that redefines luxury and innovation. With its advanced AI system, Neptune,(the Al actually smiled) you'll enjoy unparalleled connectivity, entertainment, and safety features. Neptune's satellite network provides WiFi access anywhere at sea, ensuring you stay connected wherever your journey takes you. Its advanced video capabilities allow for real-time monitoring of the yacht's surroundings, both above and below the waterline, as well as real-time video calls to family and friends. But that's not all - the "Sea Drago

The night is still young but most of the captives were fast asleep. Some were in the ground and some found places where they could comfortably lay down. The blood-drinkers were back on their carriage after doing another routine of their nightly amusements with the other captives. They had beat up a man for asking for another round of food it wasn’t something the two vampires were pretty keen about. With Matthias back to The Yonder, Sebastien was left outside to join the rest of us.

he replied. "So, we'll be taking my private plane and will be at our destination at exactly 1600 hours. Hop on!" he told Isabella. She was shocked to see the superior side of the Captain. He was like giving commands to his troops. "That's what you say to your co-soldiers?" she asked while giggling. "What co-soldiers? There is no such thing." he laughed at her chosen words. "Well basically yes, but I'm more stiffed and I shout most of the time when talking to them. They can't see this soft side of me. It's only for you!" Carter was very naughty. He loves teasing Isabella.