Captain Hook's First Mate Novels & Stories

Captain Mario greeted them as they stepped out of the caddy. "Hi, Captain Mario. Thank you for welcoming us. We can't wait to meet your crew." Charles greeted the captain back. Charles and Esther then walked up the passenger bridge and followed Captain Mario to the living room, where a line of crew members were there to greet them. "Allow me to introduce you to my team." Captain Mario began. "Roger and Laura are my 1st and 2nd officers respectively. Quincy is the officer on watch." "Imelda is my bosun. She has Payton the lead deckhand and two assistant deckhands, Ethan and Aaron. Our security officer is a former army sergeant. We call him Sarge."

But it was strange she was asking because Irene never even had a first mate. “Of course I do,” I told her. “I’ve heard stories of it happening, but never seen it with my own eyes. But Irene, you kind of need a first mate in order to have a second chance, mate.” “Well, duh. I know that,” she told me, rolling her eyes, but there was no malice on her face, only a slight smirk as she met my gaze again. “I think Chuck might be my first mate.” I blinked again, dumbstruck by her admittance.

“The ship's first mate was Samson ‘The Vulture’ Berry, a man who was mighty scary. He ruled with an iron fist and fear. He brought many men to tears. He was horrid and mean and never nice, but if you want to cross you should think twice. He killed without a second thought, when he didn’t get his way he was always distraught. He thought his crimes would never catch up to him and that he would never have to pay for all of his sins. He killed the woman he loved out of jealousy and rage, leaving him trapped in a mental cage. He would never forget all the things that he’d done and forever he’ll hear that shot from his gun.” “Wow, fuck Samson!” I shook my head. “What a piece of shit.” “Yeah, this

And I used it, making her burn in her own fire of hell. Celeste didn't even knew it was the pendent.She thought it was just a piece of gold. If only she had not underestimated me. And that's how I became the first mate in history to have killed his own mate. Matebond was said to be the most beautiful and strong bond in the world. They used to say but I don't believe it anymore.My mate only betrayed me. A witch can never love someone. I don't care if moon Goddess curses me. Or that I never even find love. But by killing Celeste ,I knew I had saved this world from evil. I had done the right thing.

the first mate tried to sound casual, but there was a nervous tick in his eye that told the captain of his concern. "One or two?" Xander turned his eyes toward his fleet behind him. "Maybe four? It is hard to tell." The first mate spoke more and more timidly as he pointed. "But that one over there is definitely low in the water and tilted over to one side. I think it maybe sinking. That one over there is missing its rudder and those two seem to missing their men. At least no one responded to our signals." "Why did no one tell me earlier?" The pirate asked in a deceptively calm tone.

I hesitated, emptied my glass, intertwined my fingers, thought for a while, and spilled. “The girl that showed up that night?” “Yes?” “She's…my first mate.”

Marku uttered with his eyes wide open. She almost burst into laughter. She couldn't agree with them right now. All she was aware of, she was their Majesty's Mate but should not be presented to the pqck unless she possessed the abilities that a Majesty's mate must. “Don’t be shy, Your Majesty! Show us your power! I am ready to be blown away if that is a wind!” She faced them. She walked forward. She closed her eyes and revealed her beautiful palm. The letter M inside both in her palms was about to make fun of her.

“I don’t survive losing you, Naya.” Silence. Even the guards stop shifting. Because that is what a wolf mate bond really means underneath everything else: Not attachment. Not preference. But biological, emotional, and instinctive dependence. I exhale slowly. “…I’m here,” I say softly. His grip loosens just slightly, not fully. Not yet, but enough to show he heard me. Still, his voice doesn’t soften. “You will not do that again.” I open my mouth. He cuts me off immediately. “That is not a discussion.”

For the first time, he didn’t seem like the untouchable captain everyone feared. I don’t know what made me walk over. “You okay?” I asked quietly. He lifted his head slowly. Those icy blue eyes met mine, and for a second he looked surprised I was still there. I shifted on my feet. “Earlier… when that guy got hurt. You got to him really fast. Thanks for helping him. Most captains would’ve waited for the coach.” Cole stared at me for a long moment, like my words didn’t make sense to him. “You noticed that?”

Not with the occasional sighs from them. “Why are you guys acting like we are going on a suicide mission?” I questioned, frowning at them. One would have thought they would try to liven the atmosphere, to help ease my nerves and not get me worried. Mitch sighed, taking my hand in his. He laced our fingers together and smiled. “We are just lost in thoughts, darling. What do you want us to talk about? We are always up for whatever you want to do.” I closed my eyes, leaning on the car seat. “What was your first impression of your first mate when you saw her?”