Captain's Superior For Short Novels & Stories

He showed me a tone neither overbearing nor submissive. ‘‘Haha, you've worried for nothing, Captain,’’ I responded with a burst of cold laughter. I shook my head slowly in disbelief before I stared back at the Captain and added, ‘‘Rather, I'm worried about you and your people. Since it won't be long before this cold ground embraces you all on your death bed.’’

He commanded and I slowly pushed myself towards the short bitch. I noticed all the gleeful grins on the Supreme Commander’s face had suddenly vanished. He was scowling at me now. “Looks like we’ve got ourselves a stubborn frail.” The Supreme said in a low voice but then he threw his volume up. “I’ll fuck this one first! She’ll serve as a lesson to all those who are bull-headed!” The Supreme Commander roared but then he smiled slyly at me. “I’ll stretch and tear her c*nt!”

Captain O said clearly already loosing his cool this time as his expression twisted in a very unreal way. The question came out sharper and more forceful as the frustration was becoming visible now, thick vain became visible on his head as his eyes narrowed, his jaw tightened while his hands slowly clenched. “I am the great Captain O, the only one who kissed death goodbye, the grim reaper and the only solution to life's journey on earth.” The declaration echoed throughout the hall forcing several Bratva soldiers to immediately straighten their postures as pride filled their expressions because to them, Captain O was more than a commander, he was a legend, a symbo and a weapon that had protec

I looked up at him, trying to read his face, see if this was a joke. It wasn’t. His expression had softened, but there was still that hunger. That weight. “I—” I started, then stopped. Swallowed. “Yeah. Okay.” “Good boy,” Captain said with that crooked, cocky smile of his, the one that curled at the edges like he’d just won a bet. Like I was a prize he’d known he’d win eventually. What the hell was it with him and knowing exactly how to rattle me with two words?

The one who had told her that whatever existed between them would be hers to choose. His voice became barely audible. “It's using me to get to you.” Rei's chest tightened. “Then let me help.” “You can't.” “You don't get to decide that.” A bitter smile crossed his face. “That sounds like you.” “It should.” For a second, neither moved. Then Dominic's expression changed. His shoulders straightened. The warmth disappeared. The blackness returned completely. “Come here.” Rei felt the command before she heard it. The Alpha authority in his voice struck the air like a physical force.

“Kian.” “No. I heard you.” He dropped his hand. He looked at the water instead of me. I wanted to take it back and I wanted him to stay shut and I wanted a third thing I did not have a name for. The radio on my belt crackled. Dispatch, then the dock, then a voice I had not heard in ten years and would have known in a hurricane. “Vance Maritime, this is Damian Ashcroft. I need your captain on this channel. Now.”

“That’s good. Submissive already.” I bit back a laugh, keeping my face as steady as I could. “There can only be one captain on a ship. And on this ship… you’re the captain.” “Huh.” He took two steps back from the bed. Another thing Aaron hated was surprises. He hated being caught off guard. Being unaware meant weakness. He smiled, less crooked this time. “You should be like this more often, you know.” “Like what, sir?” I asked. He stepped closer. So close our faces were only inches apart.

He almost looks as if he is made of metal. The four commanders sit down across from the Kea females who were first in line, and the announcer clears his voice. "Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin...

“Let it go, Madeleine. I don’t make the rules. No one will follow a female captain.” “What if I get my own crew of badass female criminals together?” I tease, but realise I went a step too far when he drops the fork and glares at me. “If you dare to-” “I’m joking, relax. I can’t even run my own life. How will I run a gang?” “Crew,” he corrects me and picks up his fork. “The men working under a captain are called a crew.” “Thanks for the lesson,” I say and fall back down on the couch. “Can you please go take a shower?”

They were gallant men and they were ready to do my bidding. “Who is the man with the highest rank and who is the man who is the fastest horse rider?” I asked them. I was going to do things hastily since I had no time to waste. Two men came outside instantly. I nodded at them and they took the cue to introduce themselves. “My name is William and I am the captain of the elite force,” the first man answered me. “After Commander Gabby, I am the next in command.” I nodded my approval and looked towards the other man.