Captain's Superior For Short Novels & Stories

“Poppy.” She turned quickly. Her captain’s hat was crooked again, her long hair spilling from underneath it like a small wave that had lost a war, her bangs covering her forehead. Her cheeks had gone rosier from the sea air, but her body was starting to move a little slower. “What?” “Do not build a nation on someone else’s boat.” “This is Daddy’s boat.” “That is not a legal answer.” “Daddy said I’m captain.” “Captain does not mean owner.”

“I understand, Captain.” “I may not stay in Dark Cape in the future, so I'll leave it to the three of you here. Killer is the first deputy captain of Red Flame, Paul is the second deputy captain, and Tulip is the third deputy captain. As for how to split the subordinates, discuss it among yourselves. I hope that when I come back again, I will see a brand-new Red Flame.” “We will definitely live up to your expectations, Captain,” the trio replied together.

Del fuero as his elephant ears reddened and his glare at me intensified, halatang hindi nagustuhan ito especially that someone who was laughing right now at his expense. "Will you shut your goddamn mouth, Captain Corteza???" Galit na saad nito sabay lingon sa likuran nito, causing the staffs blocking the captain from the view hastily stepped to the side and revealing the laughing captain. Probably they're scared to be pierced by their employer's dagger look. At the sight of the captain, napapatango na lang ako. I can tell that he had the same height with Mr.del fuero's but not with his behaviour for sure. His black hair was slightly wavy and long, but not as long as Allan's shoulder length h

she answers, swallowing hard to make sure that she does not stutter. She really thought that somehow her hard-headedness would get to the man but that didn’t seem to be the case as the captain let out a chuckle from amusement. The man cleared his throat, before speaking once more. “They say you are too confident and commanding at times, something that they did not see in any of the maidservants here, plus the way you presented yourself showed status, much like the female soldiers and priestess that we encountered, and some nobility that we know of,” the captain explains.

I'm jealous. -"Captain Connor, I am not ready for this." When we are in public, training, attending official gatherings, or in the King's presence, we must address our superiors by their title. Can you imagine the smirk on Adrian's face when I call him Prince Adrian? If we fail to address them adequately, we are punished by attending the restrooms cleaning duties. No one wants to clean the bathrooms. At least I don't. -"Don't let the fear paralyze you. I have seen what you are capable of. You can do this." Connor encourages.

Steronick yelled out, "Is that it?" "What a guy, even his departure is stylish", Tommick muttered. "What's your name?" Tom asked. "Commanding Officer Collin Locke", he said, "when next we meet it'll be Captain!" They all watched him walk away. The declaration he had just made was big, a Commanding Officer was worth fifty thousand perus. The Rank of Captain however was, one hundred billion perus. To get that high was not impossible but hard. The blade rage waited for their leaders command to take out the boy but it never came. Still...

Lost in the ocean of eyes staring at him. “Hey,” the captain’s voice came through the earpiece. “Breathe. Walk up to the podium and settle that crowd down. We want this over and done with as soon as possible.”

Levi immediately ran for the office and knocked on the door, "Sir!" A voice came from the room. "Come in." After entering the office, Levi realized that it was not his captain asking for him, but his father. His face instantly fell and he was about to turn to leave. Neil stopped him and asked, "Where are you going?" Levi ignored him, wanting to leave the room. Neil shouted commandingly, "9987!" 9987 was Levi's Service Number in the army. This was the formal way for superiors to address subordinates. Seeing that Levi was ignoring him and was about to leave, he could only stop him by exerting his authoritative power as his superior.

Elijah chided, though there was more affection than anger in his tone. He held her tight, as if afraid she might slip away from him. "You're going to live. We still have a lifetime together." Such sweet words. Unfortunately, they weren't meant for me. I doubted I was included in the future he spoke of. Just then, an urgent voice crackled through the boat's radio. "Captain Jensen, come in! This is Staff Captain Oscar Baker. We've completed the headcount, but one person is missing. We're turning back to look for them."

"Mouths closed. Hands open. Captain's time." Kade eased the wheel a hair, as if the ship had leaned toward something he'd decided we weren't. His eyes slid once, quick, exact, over my set shoulders and shallow breath, and away. To the crew, I was rope and two hands and a voice that called Milk. I kept it that way. "Officer," he called to the sloop, voice civil enough to rust silver, "we appreciate the exercise. We'll send you a letter later." "H-heave to!" The trumpet got flustered. Ink likes being obeyed. "By."