Captain Love Novels & Stories

He even spotted a few marsh hares busy as they felled the varied flora of the Suha. “You got time Froster? Was hoping to get an extra pair of eyes when checking on these documents. Something doesn’t feel right.’” The Captain trailed off as she walked back to the galley, his commanding officer getting lost in her thoughts was something he found strange. Though she was no Dragonwolf, she was an officer of the Voltiirs. That much was clear. “You comin Lieutenant? I know you find it hard to understand metaphors, but an extra pair of eyes means I need help.” Captain Likaya had popped her head from the door as she called for her second in command. “Yes mam, I understand metaphors.”

Alessia said, her voice dropping flat and cold. It snapped me out of my spiraling thoughts. I had completely forgotten she was still in my place, and my brain scrambled trying to figure out how to get her out without causing a scene. "Nico," she pressed, a sharp edge entering her words when I stayed silent. "Mmh?" I grumbled, following her gaze toward the TV. I sat up fast the second I registered the screen. It was the captain of 'The Serpent'—a total legend, my absolute idol, and the star of the pro team that invited us overseas to train with them at their camp.

Lianne angrily shouted. “Hmmm, Cain did mention you a feisty one,” the captain said, “but know this Your Highness.” Captain Mock then lifted her face with her chin using a small knife blade, hard as steel and well sharpened. Lianne’s eyes widened even more at the sight of it. “I am the captain of this boat, and no one is entitled to question me or command me!” he said in a gruff voice. There was coldness in his eyes. Just like Midas. Just like Garlow. The type of men who doesn’t think twice of spilling blood.

When I wasn’t dating anyone, I kinda got irritated by the word love as it seemed creepy, ‘till death do us part’ was some kind of an uncanny dialogue but now, the kind of world I'm in, I think I can relate to this dialogue. These weapons and firearms flying above our head and we don’t know what might happen to us the next moment, I’ll hang on and hold onto him till death us part. No one can’t separate us and that’s the kind of love I'm in. Even if he leaves me one day, I knew I’d still be loving him like a mad dog and my condition would probably worse than how Lee was after Jasmine’s fake death. I don’t know if something changes in the past few years but his place in my heart would be unvary

Took a lot of time to decide which of them I will like to go for. On getting to the garage I met him there with some of his men and five super exotic Lamborghini Aventador SV prepared and two minivans. I looked around if there is any other thing we will be conveying, probably something of high value and yet forbidden. My heart skipped a beat at the thought of Mat being a drug dealer and him needing a young girl to traffic his drugs.

I ate it just to spite him. We were sitting on a bench, me trying not to shiver, him scrolling through comments on the post like it was the morning paper. “‘They look so happy’,” he read aloud, smirking. “‘Captain finally bagged a baddie.’ ‘He’s way out of her eague.’ That one actually was not my favorite. I rolled my eyes. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “It’s kinda fun.” He bumps my shoulder. “Admit it. You’re having fun too.”

At the wheel stood the captain, tall and imposing, his face marred by a jagged scar crossing his left eye, now milky white and blind. Captain Marcus Drago gazed out into the tempest, seemingly oblivious to the elements assaulting him. His jaw was set, his posture rigid, exuding a palpable menace despite the storm's fury. This was a man to be feared, merciless and cunning, who would stop at nothing to achieve his ends. "Captain, the island is within range!" shouted his first mate over the gale. Drago's mouth curved into a cruel smile, his good eye glinting. "Excellent. Prepare to advance."

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

Wake up you sluts!.” Captain growled, splashing water on them. Tina and Meredith scrambled up. their torn clothes were wet, clinging to their skin. Captain’s pulse raced as his dick hardened. “The only person who’s on a holiday here is…” he pointed at himself. He smirked at Tina, his eyes lingering on her breast. Tina scowled and crossed her arms over her chest as she gathered her knees to herself. “Not happy to see me? Or were you beginning to think i would never show up,” Captain said aloud, dragging Tina’s to the iron bar violently with the chain tied to her ankle.

When Revenge was finished administering the antidote he had concocted, he looked up at the captain and said, "Take some rest, it will be several hours before she wakes and longer than that before she is fully conscious." "I could not rest. I am to blame for this and will watch over her until she is fully recovered," he replied guiltily. Revenge eyed him closely. Ian had said the captain loved Sylvia and that he would not admit to it. "Tell me what happened," he coaxed. He could find the information he needed in the captain’s tones and body language.