Captain Witwicky Novels & Stories

He taunted them with his eerie voice. Captain tapped Smart’s fingers while snorting. “How about we find our seat as well? We have a long night, don’t we?” He brushed his clean butt and got ready to bend his knee. “Shall we?” Smart also did the same. “Oho, the floor.” Black could not believe her eyes. “This gotta be so good.” White cheered at her side. “What kind of tea do they bring? Seems piping hot.” Mad Hyena was also amused. Placing his arms on top of his lap, Captain calculated everything and rearranged the structure of his sentence so he did not have to repeat the offense. His heart couldn’t hold it much longer if he had to repeat it twice.

"May I just remind you that Dr. Rosella Hawl is already taken. Wouldn't want a World War III with the Richforte's right?" "Hey, it's not what you think—" He stops me by putting his other hand up. Then he suddenly smiles— that smile that I usually saw to— gays! He slid his hand to Captain Welton's chest as if seducing him and I can't hide my laugh when I hear his voice and see the look on his eyes, making Captain Welton step back. "W-what the hell are you doing—" "Captain," I cover my mouth with my hand to suppress my laugh. "You know, if you want, I can give you a service. You don't have to steal Dr. Hawl, I'm just here, daddy."

"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..."

This had become my addiction, lying face down on the bed, taking in every scent that lingered, making sure that I didn’t dull it with mine. I was turning pathetic wasn’t I? I grabbed the console, maybe a quick game would take a few things off my mind, the door banged open, Caleb walked in with a smile on his face. “Captain!” his cheerful voice filled the room.“Not now Caleb,” I grumbled. He let out a low chuckle. “Don’t be like that. If someone hears they would think I am a bug. And you know that I am anything but a bug...” “Caleb,” I called out in a low tone, my voice drawing his attention to me. “You are a bug, in fact, if there was a way to take you off the earth, you would be the first p

I moved through the sweaty bodies, my eyes scanning the room until I saw him. ​He was leaning against the far wall, a shadow in a room full of neon. Ryan Carter. The captain of the hockey team. The guy with the dangerous reputation and the haunted eyes. ​Perfect. ​I didn't hesitate. I didn't think. If I did, I’d stop. I walked straight up to him. He noticed me three paces out, his gaze locking onto mine. His eyes were dark, confused, and entirely too focused. ​"You lost?" he said. His voice was a low, gravelly rasp that made the hair on my arms stand up.

When the captain caught me on my challenge, I thought I would never get far with it but as he told me, it's only mind games and once I learnt the rules, it's a lot easier. He has no intention of making me buff just focusing on my strengths and giving coping mechanism for my weaknesses. He mainly focused on my speed and my aim. “It's time for the morning meeting,” the newcomer announces in a gruff, unwelcoming voice. He's Lieutenant Viktor. The Captain's right hand man. Or more like a persistent shadow. I prefer the Captain's company. No, not company. He's not here to be my friend obviously but I prefer his guidance and training to Viktor’s.

I asked when she didn’t add to her statement. “The ones I mentioned before. They are kind of like royalty here. That one with the crazy hair is Waylon. He’s the captain of the swimming team. He’s the strong, silent type.” She sighed as she stared at him. “He’s so hot.” I snorted at her. “They all look the same.” I picked at the food in front of me. “They are triplets. Then the one next to the blonde is Whittaker. He’s like super OCD and probably the cruelest of the brothers. But it’s a calculated cruelty. There are some crazy stories,” She said as she leaned closer to me.

Xavier explains, fixing his shirt. “Very well. These 1,000 white-coat warriors will be under the command of Captain Snow. Starting tomorrow, you can commence training!” I didn’t have time to say anything before I heard it. Bianca shouted angrily, “Captain Snow? Do you mean Katrina? No way is she a captain!” She just doesn’t know when to keep her mouth shut. She dared to question Lucius. “Yes. She is a captain and you will give her the respect she deserves. Are we clear?” He asked her, as she scoffed.

Why would they allow a ticking time bomb into their country? “You’re quite slow aren’t you?” Mane cocked his head with a mocking smile on his face. “What?” the captain stuttered as he tried to get to his feet. Although he wasn’t the sharpest, if he was dull, he wouldn’t have become a captain. This was the first time ever that someone had doubted his intelligence – or called him dumb. “Let me spell it out for you,” Mane yawned and walked towards the path created for him by the open barrier.

He whistled, and more than a dozen people with rubber suits got out of the car. The captain said coldly, "I'll say it one last time. Get out of the way, or we'll be rude to you!" "You're welcome. I'll give it a try!" Swoosh— The leader's face was full of disdain. He waved his left hand and placed it on the captain's head. "Left... left wheel?" The captain was shocked when he saw the thing blocking his head.