Captain Vane Novels & Stories

He slowly slid the black envelope back into his breast pocket, his gaze dropping to her worn-out sneakers before rising back to her face. "You're making a catastrophic mathematical error, Miss Lin," Harrison whispered, his voice losing its warmth and turning razor-thin. "Julian Vance doesn't trust you. He’s a paranoid lunatic who views everyone as a threat. He’s using your mind to fix his broken empire, and the moment his IPO clears, he'll throw you right back into the gutter where he found you. Keep that in mind when the firewall starts to burn." He turned on his heel, blending seamlessly into the dense crowd of rush-hour commuters flooding toward the subway station.

One in particular caught my eye. Dante Kade. Captain. Number 17. Ice-blue eyes. A name that came with a hundred headlines and at least five fangirl forums I pretended not to browse. He looked lethal. The kind of lethal that made smart girls run and stupid girls fall. I wasn’t here to do either. I tore my eyes away from the poster and squared my shoulders. The heel of my boot clicked against the tile with more attitude than I felt. I could fake it. I’d faked worse.

I didn’t get five seconds. Three girls were already waiting by the sinks, all fake tans and fake laughs and real venom. I recognized them instantly regulars on Rowan’s I*******m comments, the ones who called him “daddy” unironically. And no I'm not some stalker, I just happened to notice one night, you know while digging up about him. “Wow, look who it is,” the blonde in the middle said, tilting her head like she was talking to a lost puppy. “Captain’s little charity case.”

Her smile was cutting. "Having a cozy chat with the aide, Jonah?" she simpered, her eyes drifting to the late captain. "Captain Vance is a nice relic, but he does tend to linger in the past. Filled with fanciful stories." "He was simply sharing some company lore," answered Jonah peacefully.

“But in this house, you will refer to me as Aunt Gable, or Aunt G. I’ve been in Milan. A pity I missed the wedding. I hear it was… theatrical.” I pulled the sheet around my waist, trying to find some shred of dignity. “Silas said he doesn’t have staff. He didn’t mention an aunt.” “I am not staff, you little South rat,” she snapped, her eyes narrowing. She took a long drag of her cigarette and blew the smoke directly into my face. “I am a Vane. We built the foundation of this empire while Silas was still learning how to load a clip. I am the one who keeps the sanity of this family from falling apart.”

It was spinning fast it looked like a blur of light. And standing at the computer was someone June didn't expect to see. It was Director Vane.. She was not a robot anymore. Her metal skin had melted away. It showed a burnt face beneath. She was plugging her silver fingers directly into the computer wires. "You are still alive?" June gasped. She pulled herself up from the floor. "I am the will of the Board " Vane said. Her voice sounded like metal scraping on stone. "If I cannot bring the Heiress to the moon I will bring the fire to the Heiress."

80 – CHIEF DAMON “I can’t believe that Chief is dead,” Vane said. I sneered as I looked at him from the side of my eyes, fucking kiss-ass. He never liked the old man for one day, why was he here pretending like he was hurt? “His weak ass should have retired months ago, he got what he wanted,” I said. Vane gave me a sharp look and then his face turned dark with a frown, he shook his head, “Could you not be a normal person for once? Would it kill you to show some sympathy?”

We met Captain Vane he was a man with a beard and a missing eye. You are a way from home he said. What do you want? We need a boat to the Azure Trench I said. I showed him the Lunar Circlet. Vane was surprised. He looked at Helios. He was scared. The Trench is a place he said. It is where the world ends. I am not looking for a vacation I said. I am looking for a way to get there. It is not about money Vane said. The South has a blockade around the Isles. They are looking for us.

Madeline's form that awash the canvas scarlet and beside that Marienne's beautiful Turquoise eyes that held hatred for me. But I didn't do anything, so, why should I be scared? Even if something happens to me, I will not bow down, because I know I am innocent. But Victors were powerful, they could get whatever they wanted. Marienne Carlisle Victor was rumored to be the reason behind the fire of Anneville, a place notorious for illegal business and sex trafficing. If it was true and he actually got away with that fire..... He could murder me or sell me to prostitution and no one would ever find me.

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?