Captain Flapjack Novels & Stories

My dick jerked in my pants as I drew a picture of me pounding into her like a truck while she screamed my name begging me to stop. Urghhh! Maybe I should just go right there and strip her off. A little distraction took a glance at her poking boobs, made me stumble on someone's foot and next, I fell so hard on the floor. Shit!! I groaned as I felt a sharp pain at my knees and rolled over. “Fucking stop! The captain is down!!!” A player’s voice screams immediately And The game stops immediately. Everyone crowded around me and my anger rose when I saw Mrs felisha rushed past the boys and came down to help me up.

Will he get this right? His lips pull into a charming smile and a glorious Southern accent I don't remember coding fills our ears, “Hello everyone, I am Flynn Fetcher, the new Team captain” he stops stretching his hand forward specifically to Tom I want to laugh, to jump, and to celebrate, I mean, the robot is good, that alone is enough to get Tom riled up “What do you mean Team Captain?” Tom grunts, he turns to the coach with narrowed eyes The coach lifts his hands in surrender, “Order from above man, but he is not the only captain” he warns stopping Tom before a fight can break out

I asked, unsure of my own words. “How about a month?” my aunt rephrased, “really get to know them, get all the juicy details. Flair Mag is offering you a top entertainment position if you manage to get it done. I know you dream of working for them and this is the fastest ticket there,” Aunt Molly explained. I looked down yet again at the sheet knowing very well Aunt Molly was right. I had been dreaming to work there as an Entertainment journalist for years, and that would be made possible if I completed the task. My career would officially take off but- there was always a -but.

A man in a steward’s uniform quickly scampered into view from the small doorway that went through to the little galley before the cockpit. “Get something to eat and drink for this woman…” The Captain ordered. The man flinched, bowed and retreated. Kat sucked on her teeth and wondered what sort of terrible food a plane would supply when filled with vampires… She wasn’t disappointed in her lack of trust of a good meal when the steward came back with a plastic wrapped bagel with a single serve plastic container of cream cheese and a coffee in a Styrofoam cup. She frowned at it with displeasure. “Don’t eat it if you don’t want to, but it’s at least another six hours to go before we land.” The Ca

I couldn’t look away from the captain of the Richmond Kings. My thoughts spun wildly, haunted by the face behind that cage helmet. I sucked in deep breaths, though none seemed to be enough. This had to be a dream. I refused to believe that this was my life because I’d done everything possible to avoid this moment. Jameson’s deal with Coach Stetson was supposed to save me from him. How could the universe be this cruel? “If you’re looking for a playmate, Malachar, look closer. You’re the only kid in the room.” I crossed my arms despite my erratically beating heart. “So return my kit. Now.”

A voice came out, causing a hush of silence in the room. Out of the shadows, stepped the least person I expected. He looked way different from how I knew him. And this was the second time I was seeing him today. Jason Myers. What was the captain of the hockey team doing here? In a place surrounded by such men? The fat man's face had instantly turned white. “Mr. Myers. I didn't know she had an affiliation with you.” He stammered, instantly letting go of my hair. Jason's eyes narrowed, “Now you do, and that hand…” his gaze zeroing on the man's hand.

Daisy, as if the entire novel weren’t a slow-motion warning about mistaking obsession for love when Priya dropped an iPad on top of her homework with the reverence of someone delivering a subpoena. “You need to see this.” “I need to finish grading these or Professor Alden’s going to make me retake comp myself.” “Bella. Look.” She looked. It was a video some hockey player, dark hair, broad shoulders, absolutely leveling another player into the boards while the crowd screamed. The caption read: NORTHRIDGE CAPTAIN LUCA DE SANTIS GOES VIRAL FOR ALL THE WRONG REASONS. “Okay,” Isabella said slowly. “And I care about this because…?”

Aulia nodded her head once Hisoka glanced at her, requesting her permission as well. “Great.” Hisoka intertwined his fingers together, placed his elbows on the table, and propped his chin on the intertwined fingers. “This man, next to me, is one of the Mandrill Monkeys or so-called Mandrill. His code name is Captain, coincidentally the captain of the group.” Captain shot up and slightly tilted his body forward. “The name is Captain, one of the Mandrills and also the leader. I humbly greet all of you.”