Flying Dutchman Captain Novels & Stories

Dominic's father. Except Dominic's father was supposed to be dead. Dominic stopped breathing. "You're dead." The man smiled. "I was supposed to be." Marcus raised his weapon. "You." The man's smile disappeared. "Marcus." Dominic looked between them. "You know him." Marcus's hand tightened around the weapon. "Yes." "Who is he?" Marcus didn't answer. The man did. "My name is Alexander Vale." Dominic stared. "My father." Alexander nodded. "You've grown." Dominic's expression hardened.

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.

Hendrik Van der Decken is the captain of the legendary ghost ship known as the Flying Dutchman and an antagonist in nautical folklore. Story states that he deliberately implored a demon for the power to sail the seas unaffected by inclement weather. Some years since, a famous captain was renowned for achieving unusual cruising speeds on his voyages. Such were his exploits at the helm that many of his contemporaries suspected him of being in league with the Devil.

Not at first. We worked under the same boss…Don Luciano. The old man was a legend in the Mafia world, the kind of guy whose name alone made grown men piss themselves. But he was sick, weak. Cancer was eating him alive, and he knew his time was running out. He needed someone to take over, and for some reason, he had his eyes on Dante. Always Dante. The memory hit me like a punch to the gut as I sat in my chair, the cigar in my hand burning down to ash. My mind drifted back to the day it all started to crumble.

"Shut up! No way! Oh my god, you're staying with Brayden Hayes? The actual captain? Miller was telling me some crazy story about Brayden slamming his older brother into the metal lockers yesterday morning, but he wouldn't give me any of the juicy details because he said the team code is sacred. It's an brotherhood of meatheads, I swear." A tiny, genuine laugh bubbled up from my chest, the sound surprising me after so many hours of crying. "Yeah. He definitely slammed Caleb into the steel. I saw the split knuckles last night." "Good! Caleb is an arrogant prick anyway," Chloe hissed, completely matching my voice and energy.

“I know it is too sudden. But I can’t let you go. I found you finally and it’ll be hard for me if you are so far…” She only smiles at him. “It’ll be a two-hour flight.” He said. The captain approached them and welcomed her and the Duke warmly. “We will have a smooth flight since the weather is calm.” The captain said. “Everything you like has been prepared, your grace. And I hope that you will also enjoy the flight, Miss Winter.” She nodded with a smile. “Thank you, Captain Lance.” As soon as the captain left, Paxton stood and walked around her as he reached her chin to kiss her but she covered his mouth and he kissed her hands. Shortly, he sat back and buckled his belt. Then, the captain gr

At this time, the captain hurriedly said, “Lord Schulz, I will set off now. I will certainly find the body and send it to the Japanese Self-Defense Force!” Cadfan replied, “You don’t need to come back if you cannot figure out a way to get this done!” “Okay, Lord Schulz!” The captain agreed immediately. After hanging up the phone, he looked at Charlie with a pleading look on his face as he said, “Sir, if Cadfan Schulz finds out that I lied to him, he will certainly hack me into a thousand pieces…”

The senior captain relinquished the controls to his co-pilot and exited the flight deck to speak with Zach. "We'd like to change our destination," Zach said. "Where would you like to go?" the captain asked. "Bora Bora," Zach replied, smiling at the surprise on the captain's face. "That's quite a change," the captain said. "The lady is trying to avoid an unreasonable husband," Zach said. "There's $250,000 in this bag," he said, handing it to him. "If that's not enough, just let me know."

He is behaving on the embrace of Mrs Bridget—Luke’s hand is caressing his forehead, but his touch is still not enough for his child. Connor is also waving outside. Dylan looks at him; however, he manages to smile even the awkwardness is present. “All of the things are now prepared my lord. We are now ready for take-off,” the Captain muttered at Luke as the billionaire nodded. The door close and the sound is now peaceful. The captain once again says his words, “this is Captain Davison. We are now ready for take-off in a few minutes… hoping for our safe trip. In a few hours we will now be arriving Japan for a stop over.”

I added after a while. The captain chuckled at my command and he said, Aye, Captain! I felt like a grade school, but nevermind. I was happy. "Do you like it?" he asked. "Of course, Baka!" I said, not paying attention to him as the helicopter started to rise. Omg! I never thought the city lights in our town were this amazing above. "Don't you know how to fly?" "I do, but I still need a license. Don't worry," he looked at me with his deep gray eyes that became more astonishing due to the moonlight from the window. "I promise to fly with you when I become a captain."