Captain Witwicky Novels & Stories

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.

Sweet, subtle captivity. I already didn't want to feel any emotions from people. I only wanted to be focused on business but with him, could I really say I knew what I was doing? Could I really say that I was mentally stable? He held the keys to my sanity but somehow, I was so deliciously entrapped that I never knew if it was important to demand the keys to be able to feel normal again. Sweet, subtle, captivity... ***

Didn't expect the young man to be so desperate. “Wiggy, you are not allowed to fight in this condition. Stay here with me, at least until the medicine dries up.” “Then let the others fend for themselves? Can not!" said Wiggy. “I am their leader, I should be in the front row.” Lillian's green beads started to glaze over again, so the young man approached. Holding his chin, showing the widest smile and the cheerful look of Wiggy the North Tomer Forest Leader.

Which it did, especially my sanity. “Professor, please,” I started, my hands gripping the edge of his desk. “You have to reconsider. Anyone else, literally anyone. I’ll take Jake, I’ll take Rita, I’ll even take that guy who vapes through his sleeve in class. But not him. Je-bal!” “Get in line,” Ryder growled behind me, stomping down the aisle like an angry gorilla. “This isn’t happening. I’m not wasting a year babysitting someone, a queer nerd who can’t even keep his emotions in check.”

She looked down at me as I lay on the floor, smoothing down her outfit. "Let that serve as a little reminder for you, Gwen," she threatened, her voice dripping with venom. "If you ever think about messing with me—Fanny Whitlock, the captain of the Phoenix cheer team, and the girlfriend to the hottest captain of the Nightclaws ice hockey team—I will make your life a living hell for the rest of the years you are stuck at this college. Remember your place." I slowly pushed myself up from the hardwood floor, my muscles aching. As I stood up, a single tear of frustration and pain slipped down my cheek.

Wendigo couldn't open his mouth, he knew it was more reasonable than to push his life to the line where it will be placed on the board so his head will be chopped off his body. "You make the rules!" Capo Baston said. He is the second in command. "No!" Cannon denies, "I am the rule, and whoever goes against me faces my wrath" he gazes intensely at Wendigo who couldn't help but tremble under his domineering gaze. "She is mine" he turns to Audrey, "right bunny?" He asked, caressing her arms. She nods but that wasn't enough. "Say out loud, to their hearings" his voice was threatening and void of any emotion.

The lives of these people meant nothing to him. The captain and his teammates scowled. They did not expect Chaplin to be so heartless. Under normal circumstances, everyone would be wary of such a dangerous place. However, this guy was ordering them to rush headlong into this place. He was simply outrageous. “Since you’ve accepted my payment, you have to follow my orders or you’ll get it from me!” Chaplin threatened angrily, intimidating them with his status. Captain Nico Wick scowled unhappily. He had never taken on such a mission before. This guy was simply disgusting.

I wanted to make a salute, but apparently, the chair didn't allow me to. "This is detention, Meow," said the captain. "And that chair there is your throne." "You're not going to drill my brains out, are you?" I asked and realized I had forgotten to address him. "Sir." "Just a little something to make you behave," the captain said and nodded at the guy beside me. I watched him grab a remote and press buttons. Then, I heard myself scream. --- Shut your mouth, dumbass! Shut it! Shut it! Shut it!

Greg Ian mind linked one of our best warriors and the captain of the secret force that mostly dealt with spying and stealth, Vivian McCaughey who came about moments later. ''Captain Vivian, I need you to summon the very best warriors our pack has to offer and began intense training.'' He commanded in a stern tone.

Jake, the Deputy Captain, charged in first, gun raised, followed by a line of fully armed officers. Dark gun barrels instantly pointed at everyone in the room. "Nobody move! Police!" That thunderous shout made Barbara wet herself on the spot. Jake's gaze swept the room and landed on me standing in front of Elena. He immediately holstered his weapon, stood at attention, and delivered a crisp military salute. His voice boomed with authority, filling the entire space. "Captain Wilkinson, Vice Squad Team Two is assembled and ready for orders!" That single 'Captain Wilkinson' cut Tiffany's laughter short.