Captain Beatty Quotes Novels & Stories

The Captain laughed at his junior’s remarks. “You may be the Bossman here, but I am ultimately your Boss.” The Captain punched his shoulder in an attempt to lighten the atmosphere.

It had been more important to be street smart, to be able to work the vice and hardships into a few coins that would warm the home or go towards half a meal. "Yes," he said rather stiffly. "The captain spoke a lot with me in the first days. He showed me a depth deeper than the ocean itself, even if its frozen. That ice is hard to break but it can be done. Just don't force it and go beyond your station here."

Maybe I should’ve, but… I didn’t want to shatter whatever this strange, safe little bubble we were in was. So I just nodded slowly and let the silence settle back in. He noticed, of course. Noticed the pause. The tension. The unspoken weight lingering in the air like a storm cloud that hadn’t quite broken yet. And then, like the master deflector he clearly was, Captain leaned forward and smirked. “You know,” he said, picking up the comic I’d tossed aside, “you’re lucky I like you.” “Why’s that?” “Because if it were anyone else disrespecting my collection like this—” he flipped through the pages with exaggerated care— “I’d throw hands.”

“Stronger than ever, huh? Guess fear really is the best vitamin. Keeps everyone big and healthy.” A few men chuckle, but it's not them I'm worried about, it's the ones who don't. In this room, their stares cut deeper than knives. The captain at the end of the table narrows his eyes. “You think that’s funny, boy?” Nico takes a slow sip of his drink, deliberately being disrespectful. He shrugs. “Funny? No. Just… entertaining. You all act like gods, but half of you couldn’t run a corner store without Daddy’s money.”

"We are, but there's no other choice." "It's do or die.” "As you command, ma'am." "Excellent. In that case, I can get right to the point. I'll be right there with you as we fight to the death. What's our motto, everyone?" "Never surrender! Never retreat! Never betray!" The voices reached the sky.

I am a weapon to be used, nothing more. ***”You are so much more than that, Little One. Do not leave your Alphas and Gamma. That is an order that you no doubt can ignore, but an order nonetheless.”*** ***”Yeah, Smalls, don’t go anywhere without us.”*** ***”F*cker.”*** I should have paid attention to who he opened up the link to. Now they won’t let me out of their sight. ***”We won’t stop you from trying to save innocent lives, Bitty. But you aren’t risking your life to do it.”***

"Let me warn you. I'll arrest you and bring you to justice for the crimes you have committed sooner or later!" "Well, I'll be waiting for that day to come." Although Stevie said that, his tone made it clear that this day would never come. His tone then became gloomy. "Captain Weiss, I hope you keep in mind what I said before. If you wrong me this time, I'll make you pay the price for it. I always mean what I say, so…"

“W-Why are you here? Are you following me, you bastard?!” It had been a long time since he’d heard that razor-sharp tongue of his. “RECRUIT!! WATCH YOUR MOUTH!! DON’T YOU KNOW WHO YOU’RE TALKING TO?!” the captain bellowed, the voice was sharp enough to make the air tremble. Kaizer’s brows knitted, gaze flicking between him and the captain. What? “W-What do you mean, sir?” Kaizer stammered, shock written all over him.

It was bigger than the average axe yet he carried it with one hand like a feather. He walked around the men that knelt before him. He slowly walked as though inspecting them. " Some people are willing to betray a thousand years of friendship just to get a little bit of spotlight ", he quoted. I had heard the famous quote before. None of them seemed to tense. They were used to this. It would be hard to determine who had done this. There was no fright or shaking. " One day, we will have to say goodbye when we are not ready.", He began to say.

“I thought about it.” “I know.” He smiled. “But you’re still here.” “I am.” He leaned against the kitchen counter. “Nervous?” I let out a slow breath. “Very.” He nodded as though he had expected that answer. “So am I.” I looked at him in surprise. “You?” He smiled. “People think captains don’t get nervous.” “They’re wrong.” He picked up a bottle of water from the refrigerator. “The difference is that we learn not to let fear make our decisions.”