Captain Jerk Novels & Stories

"This is not just about the money; we’re talking about the captain here. The Archilles. The very same person who has over 99.9% success rate..?” Jerick sees no point in betting on something obviously impossible. "Not to mention how the captain will react knowing you’re betting about him… we’ll all be in trouble if he finds out," lamented Paul. "...you guys are well aware of how our earpieces are designed to be heard by everyone, right?" Just as Rue concernedly reminded them, a distinct cold and apathetic voice resonated in each of their ears. "Go."

A manager beaten and bloodied on Jerden Group's turf? That was a serious failure on his watch as the security captain. Crack! Yale spotted a security captain coming his way and his boiling anger found its vent. He smacked the captain right across the cheek, then glared at Liam and Calum with a snarl. "What kind of Mickey Mouse operation are you running here? They're causing a scene at our front door and you're nowhere to be seen! Are you blind that you miss these two hulking guys! Get in there and give 'em a good thrashing!"

“I met the captain of the Red Flame Mercenaries today and he’s very strong,” Killer said. “How strong?” “I can offer no resistance in front of him. I suspect he has already reached the peak and taken that small step.” What? Everyone looked at Killer in shock. Naturally, they understood what Killer meant. But how was this possible? The captain of a newly formed mercenary group turned out to be a master above the peak! Who would believe this? No one! Although they had not reached that level, they had been with Killer for so many years and they knew how difficult it was to take that small step.

This place must be way out of their jurisdiction, and the explosion just happened. “Well, I phoned you well in advance,” Jackson sneers. “You should work on your response time.” Okay, that clears up their quick arrival. “I’ll put that on my list of improvements,” the Captain replies with a hint of sarcasm. “You know, I think I’ve seen more of you guys these past few months than I did my wife.” “Great, I’ll be sure to invite you to Christmas dinner then.” Smart-ass brother of mine. But the Captain is not wrong. We’ve met more than just a few times these last couple of months.

The guys jumped out of my way. Guess I need to remember I'm huge now. That's right muthafuckas! I'm about to get ripped. Xander laughed in my mind. "Just get the asshole. If he's who I think he is, he's the one who kicked Kiema out of the helo." The smile melted from my face. Bitch was mine. "Happy hunting, brother." Taryk ran while I kinda trotted to the side doors. Captain was sitting there on the floor like he'd been expecting us to show up and we were taking too long in coming to get him.

I don't know if the name Shaquelle problem is terrible. "No. Uncle can only be Captain America. " Jerry laughed when he saw that the robot who became Captain America was very handsome. And with confidence Jerry said that he is very similar to the cartoon. Of course Elvano immediately rejected that, nothing could compare the good looks of his cards, including Jerry. Even when Jerry forced Elvano to admit it, the little boy took the mirror inside Shaquelle's bag and showed Jerry's face in the mirror. "Our eyes are the same," he said. Elvano immediately opened his eyes wide, and showed Jerry that they both had the same eyeballs.

Which it did, especially my sanity. “Professor, please,” I started, my hands gripping the edge of his desk. “You have to reconsider. Anyone else, literally anyone. I’ll take Jake, I’ll take Rita, I’ll even take that guy who vapes through his sleeve in class. But not him. Je-bal!” “Get in line,” Ryder growled behind me, stomping down the aisle like an angry gorilla. “This isn’t happening. I’m not wasting a year babysitting someone, a queer nerd who can’t even keep his emotions in check.”

"Word's word." "Word's a line," Jas said, easy. "You coil it wrong and it'll whip your teeth out." "It's a joke," Freckles said, softer but not smart. "We're only flappin'." "Flap quieter," Jas advised, in that mild way that could make men bleed without raising his voice. "Captain's rules, no slurs, no lying to the captain, no women aboard. Add one: no mouths on my time. It costs rope."

If only they had heeded the warnings of tribes who had already suffered defeat at the hands of Ice Demon City, they wouldn't have made such a critical mistake. "Did those bastards give us the wrong information?" The captain's grip tightened on his large saber, his anger simmering beneath the surface. Images of the cunning Merlocks, smirking with closed eyes, fueled the flames of rage and hatred within him. Only by spilling their blood could he hope to ease the turmoil in his heart. "What a waste. They have all the resources yet they couldn’t even find proper information," the captain sighed heavily, his frustration evident in his voice.

Noticing that I was standing in front of Captain Walter, he quickly put on a smile and extended his hand. “Greetings, sir. I’m Jack, the boss of Jenkins Construction.” I scoffed and refused to shake his hand. Instead, I turned and got into the car, using another phone to call my father to let him know I was safe. I was still unfamiliar with Jacksboro City’s situation and needed his guidance. Jack’s eyes briefly flashed with irritation when I ignored him, but when he glanced at Captain Walter, he quickly suppressed it. “Captain Walter, just who exactly did my brother offend? Please help us smooth things over. The Jenkins family will be deeply grateful.”