Captain Sparrow Novels & Stories

However, Freed and his group swiftly moved to intercept him. The Stormwatch captain was clad in armor, but he lacked the imposing presence of a warrior. Instead, he gave off a somewhat sleazy vibe. The middle-aged captain knew he had no way to escape, so he asked in a slightly obsequious manner, "What brings you here, sir?" Freed quickly formulated his words and then said coldly, "We have orders from our superiors. We don't want to harm our own people, so as long as you clear the way, no one will get hurt."

Carter POV Delroy, who’s been guarding Briar Arena at night for eleven years straight, mostly spends his shifts glued to a cracked tablet—watching Korean dramas, but always with the sound off. When he saw the mop in my hands, he stared at it, then lifted his gaze to my face and shook his head. “Captain, you’re holding that thing like a stick.” “It’s a mop,” I said, trying to adjust my grip. He took a slow sip from his steel thermos, shaped like some kind of rocket ship. “Looks like a hockey stick in your hands. Figure-eight motion, son. You clean the floor—you don’t score goals on it.”

"It's my job to be there." "Is it your job to stand by the side door during press conferences?" Chloe asked, stepping an inch closer. "Is it your job to watch him while he plays, and give him little nods across a crowded room?" My heart gave a heavy, nervous thud against my ribs, but I didn't let my expression change. "Nikolai is the captain. I keep him focused so he doesn't take penalties that cost us money." Chloe let out a short, quiet laugh, though there was zero humor in her eyes. "You think you're being so clever, don't you? You think nobody notices how he looks at you when he thinks Father isn't paying attention."

For the first time, he didn’t seem like the untouchable captain everyone feared. I don’t know what made me walk over. “You okay?” I asked quietly. He lifted his head slowly. Those icy blue eyes met mine, and for a second he looked surprised I was still there. I shifted on my feet. “Earlier… when that guy got hurt. You got to him really fast. Thanks for helping him. Most captains would’ve waited for the coach.” Cole stared at me for a long moment, like my words didn’t make sense to him. “You noticed that?”

He was an epitome of masculinity and beauty, his height a replica of a giant, his body well-toned in the suit he wore. He waited for Marley to sit down before doing the same. “It's so nice to see you, Neils.” “Same here. How was your trip?” “Profitable. I was able to apprehend Boxinuz.” “The drug lord of Mexico?” “That's right.” Marley's mouth opened in awe. “I could never compete with you.” Captain chuckled. “You do your own fair share of work and very well Neils.” “Hmm… maybe.” Captain watched her before asking. “How is the mission going? Is it leading anywhere?”

"What are you waiting for? Which one of you is going into the shark tank?!" A man roared on the stage. I looked at the vicious man on stage and let out a sigh. That was the infamous pirate captain, Captain Kaplan Levin. He was one of those brothers and I called him Tiger as his nickname. Luckily, his eyesight had always been poor. He likely did not recognize me with different makeup and the cleaners' uniform. Tiger kicked over the gaming table in front of him, and Winnie trembled out of fear as she hid behind Hank the best she could. "Hank, I'm scared. That scarface is so terrifying..."

"What are you implying?" Since he'd already started, Marco went all in. "Exactly what it sounds like! Boss, I've always wanted to ask—who do you really love? Miss Isabella, or Miss Sophia?"

" I ordered and my men went after the runway. I went ahead and it didn't seem to be a difficult catch because he barely had guards with him. I could hear gunshots flaring but I knew those were shots mostly from my men. "Sir! We got him." One of the men called my attention and I hurried downstairs eager to get rid of sparrow's disguise. I quickly pulled off the hoodie only to be disappointed. It was Antonio and not Sparrow. Fuck my sudden dumb ass, I guess I was desperate to catch Sparrow that I forgot he had no time to disguise. I glared at him and motherfucker was trembling.

EMILY'S POV. "So what's the next thing to do?" My captain, Barbara Browne asked after giving her the information I got from Owen. "Your assistant is needed, Captain. We're not sure we'll be able to pull this raid off on our own." I told her. She nodded. "And backup from this place doesn't seem to be an option due to the spy that has infiltrated us." I nodded. "Who is this your informant, and how sure is he that someone infiltrated us?" Captain Browne asked making me sigh as I haven't told her who the person is.

he replied. "So, we'll be taking my private plane and will be at our destination at exactly 1600 hours. Hop on!" he told Isabella. She was shocked to see the superior side of the Captain. He was like giving commands to his troops. "That's what you say to your co-soldiers?" she asked while giggling. "What co-soldiers? There is no such thing." he laughed at her chosen words. "Well basically yes, but I'm more stiffed and I shout most of the time when talking to them. They can't see this soft side of me. It's only for you!" Carter was very naughty. He loves teasing Isabella.