Captain Archibald Novels & Stories

Even though she was older, the charming, graceful middle-aged woman was the captain of the 1st division, and her name was Felicity Lawrence. There were five captains and more than 100 elite members of Admiralporium gathered there. The captain of the 2nd division, Drake Thompson, the captain of the 3rd division, Micah Crawford, the captain of the 4th division, Jasper Henderson, and an old acquaintance, Shien Cooke, were all there. Drake had met Kayson before in Clouspring as well. He had made a fool of himself in Kayson’s presence. At this very moment, his expression was indifferent, as if he was not acquainted with Kayson and he refused to look at him.

Captain revealed the most crucial and important information that could create chaos in the room. Ibrahim and Yusuff narrowed their eyes at Ajiad almost immediately while Aulia was lagging. It seemed like she didn’t expect the revelation or rather, didn’t expect that Captain was a legit informant. His knowledge was so pristine. “Will you be okay to meet with my child Dhia? She is a good kid.” “Mommy, sister Dhia is 60 years older than Captain, probably more. He needs a human wife, not a superhuman that lives more than 800 years. As much as I love him, I don’t want to see my sister getting hard broken over his death.”

The alpha laughed loudly, “I like your misplaced chivalry, zeta. But I’m afraid I can kill you right here, right now, and still catch up with the human woman.” “You can try,” Archibald readied himself for battle, baring his claws and his fangs. The alpha approached proudly at him, “What’s your name?” “Archibald… Archibald Novak.” “Oh, the child of the Novaks… Are you perhaps bored as well, being an orphan and all?” “No, I’m not,” he replied, still poised for an attack.

Suspicion rolled off him in waves. “You didn’t tell me you made new friends,” Asher said, finally glancing at me with a blank look. I folded my arms. “We just met. Like… fifteen minutes ago. And he seems nice,” I added pointedly. Mr captain smiled slightly at that and I threw him a smirk. Asher hummed. “That’s what they all look like in the first fifteen minutes.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re dramatic.” Mr captain laughed softly, moisturising his lower lips with his tongue. “It’s fine. I get it.”

"Cisco! How the hell do you manage your subordinates? Your subordinate, the senior captain named Trevyn, is truly arrogant. Do you know he's in hot waters? He's just a senior captain, yet he dared to ignore the law. "He stopped the local police chief in the street and abducted him! He also detained the deputy chief-of-staff of the local garrison. Not to mention, he dared to capture the wife and daughter of King Pendragon! Do you have any idea what he's done?" Timothy bellowed.

I guess he has been into a lot of battles and he delivers an aura of a genuine leader. His veins were visible in his hands like the roots of a tree nurtured on good soil, enough sunlight, and has survived amidst all the catastrophes. “I’m Captain Orley Nebuchister El Katanaga De Casteganio Ellisto Puedonito Bastamtike.” I tried not to laugh after hearing his short name. “Your name sounds honorable, Sir. But it’s lengthy and easy to forget. I would suggest you change it into a cooler one like… red beard. Captain Red Beard of the West.”

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.

“Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon. Welcome on board. This is Captain Revamonte speaking.” I was stopped from my track, my hands were still in the compartment. I felt cold. “Yanna, faster,” Kyla whispered when she noticed I was not moving. “Who's our Captain?” I ask, my voice stuttered. “If I am not mistaken, it was Captain Revamonte, right?” Kyla was giggling upon mentioning the Pilot’s name. Revamonte. There are a lot of Revamonte, for sure! He’s not the only one. There are even a lot of Suarez Surnames, so I’m sure he’s not the only Revamonte, right?

"But waif, If you're a Chief Slave, aren't you supposed to be aware of the fact that I'm not meant to eat any thing at all for the next four days? Because the other woman knows and she decided not to give me anything to eat since it's an order from the loan shark himself and also, the tile of a Chief slave seems like a title for a grown up person but you look like a teenager. How old are you?" He bit his lip in what looked like impatience. He closed his eyes for a full minute and opened them right after he had taken a deep breath. "I get why you want to know everything. It's not okay to ask these questions and want to know everything but now is not that time. See, I'm fourteen years old and

The ship continued on its voyage. "If we make it alive," the captain said, "I'm going to retire." "Why won't we," Albin replied with a smile. "I hope," the captain turned the wheel. A larger ship, with bloody sails, passed them by. The captain was tied to the wheel, with a sword that was stuck in his back. "At them, take the ship! Maybe, they are merchants!" roared a voice. Albin turned. "Deserters!" shouted the captain behind him.