Captain Sparrow Novels & Stories

I couldn't get the image of me screaming under him, cumming like an idiot and even begging him to fuck me harder out of my mind. I scrubbed my neck until the skin was raw, desperate to wash away the scent of him, that mix of expensive cologne and the lust in his eyes. I leaned my forehead against the tile, letting the water pelt my back. I was Elias Carter, the captain of the Northwood Titans. My life was built on discipline, morning drills, and a reputation for being untouchable. Yesterday, I was all those things before I lost to Ryder. "Get it together," I hissed at my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My lower lip was slightly swollen, a visible mark of my shame. I looked at the "C" on

“Ground rules. One: no one's dying in my fucking apartment Two: you shower daily or I hose you down. Three: I’m introducing you to someone.” “No.” “It’s not a rebound thing, I swear. It’s… a plan.” I narrowed my eyes. “Zoe.” She grinned, evil and perfect. “Ever heard of Rowan Parker?” My stomach flipped. Everyone had heard of Rowan Parker. Captain of the Ice Hawks, face like a storm cloud, body like a brick wall, and apparently allergic to relationships. He’d been single for two straight seasons while girls literally threw themselves at him after games.

he adds. I nod rapidly, gazing over at Captain Kabir, who smiles wide. I barely know this man, the captain of the Ironhawk, Oceana’s prize battleship. I would never have had the nerve to ask him to marry us right after Lyra and Cassian’s ceremony, but Oscar took the reins on this one, arranging everything.

The adrenaline from the game finally fading and my muscles began to throb. “Hi,” her fingers pushed back my damp hair. “How are you feeling?” I chuckled. “Really sore…” Someone touched my ankle and my eyes clamped shut from the pain. “Oh fuck!!” “I wonder how such a baby became the Captain of the Black Hawks,” I heard Marcus snare and I looked at him. I glanced back at Olive without any reply to his childish effort at rilling me up. He growled. “I'm guessing this plump bitch is your caretaker. Explains a lot really.”

Sandra: Oh! You're a marine! That's so manly. But isn't it dangerous? Victor: Not really. It’s more paperwork than anything else. We’re on the sea most of the time, avoiding enemy waters, so it’s pretty chill. Sandra: That made you ten times more attractive to me. It’s funny, but I feel like you hold an important position, too. Victor: Yeah. I’m the captain. Sandra: That makes so much sense. You looked like you were the boss of something in your pictures. Are you a good captain, though? Take good care of your men?

So, he installed a small dashcam on the captain's seat to capture bits and pieces of his time at sea. "Gwen, this way, you'll always be with me. You can watch the sights along with me," he had said. And that was what we did. Though we were miles apart, we watched the sunrise and sunset together, counted the stars, and planned our future. Unable to contain his grief, Elijah ran a trembling hand through his messy hair and opened the saved footage on his laptop.

The captain had retained his title from his college days and the identity had remained what he was addressed with by his workers and closest friends. He had earned a fortune in drug dealing and had built an empire with it. While covering his main business as the CEO of different companies, the captain was a drug dealer. He was about to get off the couch when Cathrina walked in. He stared at her from head to toe. Her eyes were red. She had no shoes on and was looking like a volcano that was about to erupt. “What's the problem Mi Amor?” he began taking steps toward her. She pointed a finger at him. “Don't you dare come close to me,”

That sounded stern enough He scoffs and swiped his tongue through his lower lip, revealing his tongue ring. I almost got tempted to fall for the sexiness he emits by doing that. I chuckles "That attitude will get you nowhere except being kicked out of the team" I turns back to face everyone, “As for the rest of you, get on the field and show me what you got. Formation and everything. Who's the captain?" I'm not surprised when a couple of hands point to Sebastian, just like I thought.

I asked, " You have asked the same question for the seventh time in the last fifteen minutes. The way you are defining him, makes me feel like everyone over here thinks of him as a God or something which he is obviously not but just a lousy human being alive on the earth." "Babe, I think you don't know this but Carlos Moretti practically runs this city and is called the captain of the seas, some might even call him Captain Jack Sparrow because he can think and play really damn good. He always gets what he wants and clearly, he wanted you that's why he was playing with you and he succeeded since you agreed to sleep with him for the next three months." Javier informs the things that I already

There is possibility we go to the garden of Babbana to free god Montaro before we go free Jack. As the sorcerer proceeds with what he says, Captain Babbosa and captain Salazar's ship maneuver the ship together till our ship lies beside that of captain Salazer's ship. . Captain Babbosa and Salazar stopped the ship and our captain shouted to us all, "Gentlemen pirates, I present to you, the long tme pirate, "Captain Salazer". The so called Captain Salazar, walks out of his ship into ours. He wears a black hat that has different holes in it. His clothing, not quite different from tht of other pirates. Not having any beard at all and his teeth are almost brown in colour.