Flying Dutchman Captain Novels & Stories

Third time lucky, Lizzy presented him with the tomato cocktail and swept back to the galley. Next came the captain’s coffee. Shit, the captain—of all her luck, Captain Stuart was at the helm of the Airbus. Lizzy supposed she couldn’t avoid the creepy windbag forever. She chose to serve the first officer first. He was a new flight member she’d never flown with before, and she’d already forgotten his name. He seemed like a nice guy.

I put them into the suitcase one by one. Then I went to the top shelf of the closet, pulled over a chair, and took down the moisture-proof box. I opened it. Inside lay an old epaulet and a photocopy of an early flight logbook, the one Ethan had swapped out when he first passed his captain's exam. Back then he was still just a first officer, so stressed he'd go whole nights without sleep. I sat with him while he memorized procedures, organized his route materials, ran through oral checks over and over. Sometimes he'd fall asleep facedown on the desk, and I'd sort his scattered papers by date for him. The day he passed, he handed me this old epaulet and said, "Wait for me to fly home and marry

We had been in love for five years and married for three. My husband had taken the whole “going Dutch” to an absurd extreme. A two-dollar bottle of water for the house? Split it in half. A $105 utility bill? He'd send me a Venmo request for my half. He called it “the spirit of equality in a modern marriage.” According to him, rules were rules. I gritted my teeth and put up with it. Until I found out I was pregnant. To save money on the prenatal appointments and nutritional expenses he insisted we split, I could barely afford anything more than plain boiled eggs every day. Even when I was heavily pregnant and caught in a downpour, if I tried to call a cab, he'd lecture me for lacki

After waking up, seeing them all navigating the ship into different direction, I have no idea of whatever Captain has done to Mr Gibbs for not obeying him but I can clearly see that the captain himself is the one in control of the ship now. Water splash into the ship up and down,the ship dragging everyone off their feet to the left and to the right side just because we all want to get out of this environ to be safe from the Tornado. "CAP! CAP!! CAP!!!, the Dutchmen are approaching us! The Dutchmen are approaching us!! The dutchmen... 'shut up, we are all ears Mr''. A pirate saw the Dutchmen ship and tried to tell us. I looked forward to seeing what everyone was also looking at which is the D

Emma didn't have another choice but turn around. Her mask was still on her, but the exquisite face was not easily covered. Even the silver hair that had left her bun and the cloth around her head. The captain widened his eyes. He was told that the Duchess was a beautiful woman with silver hair, and she was the only one who had it. "Captain, you know who I am," Emma knew clearly that face, he had discovered her, "So I am going to ask nicely, step away and let me out." The Captain sighed but didn't say a word. He couldn't disobey the orders of the Duke, not even if it was the Duchess asking him.

My dick jerked in my pants as I drew a picture of me pounding into her like a truck while she screamed my name begging me to stop. Urghhh! Maybe I should just go right there and strip her off. A little distraction took a glance at her poking boobs, made me stumble on someone's foot and next, I fell so hard on the floor. Shit!! I groaned as I felt a sharp pain at my knees and rolled over. “Fucking stop! The captain is down!!!” A player’s voice screams immediately And The game stops immediately. Everyone crowded around me and my anger rose when I saw Mrs felisha rushed past the boys and came down to help me up.

“Now!” After getting in, Captain Condor roared wildly at the pilot and looked up from time to time to see if Andrius had followed him. However, the pilot did not move. This made the anxious Captain Condor fly into a rage. Just as he was about to start yelling, he saw the pilot turn around. The man was thin and tan, grinning at him coldly. It was Noir! “Y-you...” Captain Condor looked at Noir, too shocked to speak. The next second, he turned and ran, trying to escape.

She then reasoned that perhaps this captain was wed to a Filipina, so she enquired of him, "Captain Jansen, are you wed to a Filipina?" Captain Jansen said, "Nope, I dated a Filipina before who resides in Sweden. Annika grew more eager to interrogate the new captain. Annika was curious and said, "Oh, I see, but did you become an item? I mean, did you have like a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship?"

The supervisor asked the couple to bring their luggage off to the side and politely asked them to wait. A few moments later he was back with a uniformed officer — a captain — in the German army. The captain, speaking excellent English, introduced himself as Hans Müller. With a broad smile he said, “Welcome to Germany, Captains Kramer!” Two enlisted men had followed the captain. They immediately took charge of the luggage.

“What makes you think that, newbie?” Wilt turned his glare toward Del Rio. “We’ve already acquainted with the lieutenant during their last caravan run. And this guy —” He then turned to the biggest person in their group, a towering Indian, about a head taller than Li, wearing formal clothes from his homeland. “I’ve heard some gossip here that you’re famous. Captain Madhur, I presumed?” The towering captain bowed to greet our leader out of courtesy. “So seeing you leading this group with a ranked captain like him,” Wilt continued explaining. “I’d say that makes you their superior officer. And the way you stand there like a posh with an English accent and fancy vintage tux. Are you perhaps fro