Captain Bellamy Novels & Stories

"The moment Natalia die, you've turn me into the worse person you'll ever see. You'll regret it. You have twenty four hour to find the killer, if she's not found, I'm withdrawing all of my investment from this company" "Please, Mr Bellamy. Show mercy" the CEO cried. Bellamy slipped his hand into his pocket and walked away from the CEOs office. The man crawled after Bellamy but he didn't even show any bit of mercy. He walked out with his guards and Leon. "Did you see the girls face?" Bellamy asked. "I only saw her face once, young master. Forgive me, this is my fault" "If you weren't my friend, I would have killed you at the spot"

he said quietly as they loaded up. Camilla looked at him steadily. “I know,” she said. “But I want to.” He understood. This wasn’t just revenge. This was reclamation. They struck just after midnight. Bellamy’s convoy was intercepted two miles from the private airfield. It wasn’t even a real firefight. Most of Bellamy’s men surrendered when they realized who they were facing. Marco dragged Bellamy from the armored car, slamming him onto the dirt. The once-powerful mogul was barely recognizable—sweating, trembling, eyes wild with terror.

First order of action: get rid of the boner. “Captain Wallace, your last report was full of errors. I expect a new, concise one tomorrow on my desk,” Blaseky, his commander-in-chief, stated. “Yes, sir,” Victor replied monotonously. The older man sipped coffee from his Best Dad in the World mug, green uniform pressed to perfection, never glancing at Victor. “Your team is one of the more promising ones. When you arrive in Greece, I expect excellence and results. Don’t fail. Do you hear me?”

the voice barked. "The ledger is secured, but the decryption key is with the boy," Roman said, his voice clipped and professional, completely masking the agonizing pain he was in. "Change of plans. Release the captain. Let him walk out of the warehouse. We're bringing the rookie to Pier 44 to unlock the drive." There was a long, agonizing pause on the other end of the line, the sound of the ocean wind whipping through the microphone, before the gruff voice finally grunted. "Copy that. The hockey player is being cut loose. Bring the kid."

The tall one had blonde hair, brown eyes, a bag over his shoulders and daring look while the other had blue hair with blue eyes, his face was cute, like a fallen angel. “That’s Emory and Marsh, Emory is the captain of the hockey team” Xyla whispered in my eyes, it felt like talking about them openly would inquire consequences. I looked over at them, their seat were aligned. Emory sat behind Marsh. A part of the hockey team, I thought about it, seeing them made me excited, I couldn’t wait to apply for the hockey team. “Marsh is the right defenseman” Adele added. I nodded, then she leaned closer.

The table stood there for Royal meetings, the room was now a bit empty unlike how it was earlier. "Which is?" He replied, taking a seat. I balanced on one of the chairs in front of me. "We need more armies, meaning more keepers to surrender. I was thinking if you'd be willing to accept my gratitude, if I made you the captain of the knights." I watched as his face changed, turning from charming to petrified. "I need someone I can trust, Bellamy. Please." "Its not that I don't want to help you, but I just- I can't. I'm so happy for you, really am. I just, I'm sorry."

If this is what Aisha wants, then she will never succeed. Duke stood up on his chair and walked near the window glass of the office where he could see everything, those large company buildings, restaurants, cafes, pedestrians where people are busy walking through, etc. He was busy looking everywhere when his phone rang he immediately took it out of his pocket, his best friend, Cain, was calling him. “What do you want, Fuentabilla?” Duke rudely said as he answered the call. “So sweet of you, dude; you should be proud I called you.” He heard him laugh over the phone.

He could hear Alistair's voice in the background, trying to calm her. Bram sighed. It seemed there was no easy way to say it. This was going to be bad news no matter what. "The Captain was shot. He's on his way to the hospital," he said. A second later, Elena's cry broke through the phone, a raw and shattered sound. ***

"And if you are going to surrender your sweetness in this penthouse... if you are going to let us touch you, kiss you, and ruin you for any other man... you need to learn the rules." "What rules?" I whispered, completely hypnotized by the sheer intensity of his icy blue eyes. "Hierarchy," Elijah commanded softly. He raised his right hand, his long, strong fingers gently grasping my chin. His touch was firm, possessive, and warm against my cool skin. "I am the captain of the Golden Trio. I lead Chase and Karius on the ice, and I lead them in this house. If you are going to share your affection with us, Cassy, I claim first priority. Always."

He could not speak up before because of Anne. Now that he regained consciousness, the only thing he wanted to see was her entire family dead! “All of them?” Locsin was silent for a few seconds. “Yes! Anne Luckser and Joshua Decker must die!” Bellamy said viciously. He kept coughing and looked as if he could die at any moment. “Three years? She would never buy this shit. Locsin, do it now!” He ordered. “But... I promise.” Locsin said in low voice. “All fair’s in war! So what if you promise her? She’s just an ant to you! All you need to do is to crash her!” Bellamy stared at her.