Captain Jack Sparrow Novels & Stories

He turned back with the particular body language of someone who has been holding something and has decided this is the moment to put it down. He looked at me. He smirked. “I guessed we all need a new captain.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

"Absolutely. Bring us alongside. At the first sign of resistance, kill them all. I don’t want any dead heroes in my way." The Blue Mermaid approached like a predator. On deck, the crew of hardened warriors remained in absolute silence, each man at his post, waiting for the captain’s command. Jack climbed to the upper quarterdeck. His long, straight black hair whipped in the wind. Although his features were well-chiseled, he wasn’t conventionally handsome. What drew attention was his commanding presence. At six-foot-four, with a powerful body, broad shoulders, and a naturally authoritative bearing, he was the tallest and most imposing man on the entire ship.

Things were getting back to normal. I and the other two of us went back to the entrance and started walking inside again. When we got to the junction of left and right this time around. We ran to the right side and followed the track. We got to a place that has step. We followed the steps and went downward. On getting down, we saw a cell and Inside it was the famous warrior called Jack. "Jack! Jack!!Jack!!", Captain Salazer called him three times but he didn't reply. "IT IS THE BLACK CULTS SPARROW" Sorcerer said.

Among them was a middle-aged man in a military garb, whose eyebrows immediately knitted together the moment he saw Jack almost hitting Zayn. “Are you in a hurry to die, Jack Spicer? Who the hell makes you think you can raise a finger against Sergeant Larson?!” he thundered.

I exclaimed and he wailed dramatically. "Jack, what are you saying? I'm your one and only Rose. Your rose. Just yours and who's this Travis? Is that chick is better than me?" Travis huffed and I just wanted to slap my face with a shoe right now. What's going on here? "Captain, captain of the ship please save jack." Travis yelled but I heard a dull deep voice replied back.

“As much as I know you might not like me proving you wrong, I fear I must. I had heard stories of Captain Hawk fifteen years ago. The man would have to be in his fiftieth or even sixtieth year by now. Mr. Lawrence is certainly not as old as my father.” “Lady Sarah, you must believe me to be addled. I assure you, I’m not. Would I have made it to the ranking of Lieutenant if I were that futile? Mr. Lawrence wasn’t the first Captain Hawk, and I’m certain that after he dies, another man will take his place as the fearsome pirate.” “So then why are you so willing to kill Mr. Lawrence if you know another man will take his place?”

I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

He grins and bows politely, “Hi guys, and new lady. I’ll be your pilot for today, and every day you fly anywhere if I’m honest. My name is Joe. I’m a lovely chap and have been flying for years. I don’t speak a lick of French, but I serve his majesty. While you’re here I will treat you as family. I swear sometimes, and will announce things over the speakers just to be funny.” She giggles at him.

She always has a new gist whenever we talk. I pulled off my clothes and took a quick shower. Once I was done I tried to do my assignment, and when that didn't work cause I was a bit distracted by images of a certain captain, I turned on my laptop to read a book and when that didn't work either, I simply gave up and lied down to sleep. And was inevitably assaulted with dreams about a dark skinned, curly haired captain. So much for being calm and getting a good nights sleep. Thanks for reading Please, Vote/Comment

answered Clara. "Wouldn’t you like to take care of me?" the captain asked playfully. "Captain,You are so old,Still you doesn't correct your behavior" asked Clara. "I want to ask this to your wife”?" Clara "Which wife? Russian?" The captain's innocent question caused laughter on the bridge. "Oh... how many wives does the captain have?" "The Russian woman is a doctor," said the captain "Neuro Surgeon.She is Famous," added Jacob. "She's a sexologist," Captain corrected Jacob.