Pilot Novels & Stories

She sounded terrified and utterly pissed off on the phone, and I want nothing more than to take her home with me. The stairs to the jet are released slowly, and I pilot steps down them carefully. Instead of waiting at the end of it like usual, he walks all the way to Kyle and me with his face contorted in concern. "Sir," he says sternly in greeting. He is not a wolf, but I have been using him as my personal pilot for years now. I was just lucky as fuck he happened to be working another job in Northern Canada when I called him. "What is it?" I ask, already following him back towards the jet.

Oliver The hangar at Vienna-Schwechat is the kind that asks no questions. Oba's man at the desk barely looks up when we come in. The plane is a Bombardier with the registration plate covered in matte vinyl and a flight plan filed for Reykjavík that we will deviate from somewhere over the Atlantic. The pilot is one of two men Oba has used for this kind of work for six years and the co-pilot is a woman who has not introduced herself and never will.

He squeezed his massive frame past the narrow cockpit door, his ice-blue eyes locking onto the analog altimeter. "Get out of the seat," Julian commanded, his voice vibrating with absolute, ruthless authority. The pilot scrambled out. Julian dropped into the captain’s chair, his large, calloused hands gripping the heavy mechanical yoke. He didn't just fly the crippled jet; he commanded it through sheer, adrenaline-fueled will.

Two minutes to make an impossible choice. "Last chance," the pilot said, steadying his aim at Ava's chest. "Back in the elevator. Now."

The jet was parked, waiting for their use. The word "Anderson" was boldly written on it with blue ink and Rita had never felt more proud. Rodrigo parked the car a few meters beside the plane, coming around to help her. Together, they walked towards the plane but they still maintained some distance because they weren't sure if they would be seen. "Good morning ma'am", the pilot said. Chavez, a tall elderly man had been piloting the Anderson's for as long as Rita could remember. He was a cheerful man who made it his life ambition to see to the safety and happiness of his passengers.

And especially to the person next to him. "Thank you" he said happily so she smiled at him. "Your a good boss! You takecare of everything and i know you had your own family whose waiting for you just like me" napangiti nalang silang dalawa. "Maybe my wife is crazy to think like that" he whispered with a smile. "Just get the map" Kino said. And picked up the radio chatter. "Hello this is Kino Sancho Fugo a temporary pilot whose driving this HT- Helicopter 001 anyone can you hear me?" no one answered on the other side so he repeated

Without thinking… She slipped her hand into his. Their fingers intertwined naturally. Neither of them noticed the surveillance camera mounted high above the hangar entrance. Its tiny red light blinked once. The pilot descended the aircraft stairs carrying a leather flight folder. He stopped several feet away. "Mr. Ravenhart," the pilot said respectfully, "everything is ready. We have clearance for departure." Nikolai nodded. "Thank you, Captain," Nikolai replied calmly. "Let's leave." The pilot smiled politely. "Very good, sir." He turned back toward the cockpit.

The pilot asked if he could start the engine. "Do we look like we are in a hurry?" Aron yelled at him. "You can start the engine," Ezra replied. "Sir, maybe they are running late, call her," Aron suggested. Ezra looked away The pilot started the engine, and the jet started moving on the runway when a car came speeding and hooting. "Stop the jet! Stop the jet!" Aron ran to the cockpit.

He questioned, "How are you able to declare that you like a woman?" Beta Dillon let out a sigh. "Damn, alpha, you are getting whipped by your breeder," the other person said. Drake threw out a sinister cackle as he laughed. "Dillon, I'm in a complete mess. I'm not sure what kind of emotion this is, but I wanted to find out what it is. The response he gave was, "You like your breeder, alpha." "It is impossible for me to reject the reality of the situation." Drake shook his head, unable to comprehend how his Beta could have such precognition.

Elliot POV “Mr O’More”, the pilot says as soon as I walk up the steps to the private jet. “Hey, O’Malley”, I say, shaking his hand. He has been our pilot for over ten years now. He is a lovely lad; he keeps to himself and tries to get the girls to do their job without disturbing us. I am not going to lie that sometimes I like I mess with them. I guess we all did, they are all extremely attractive, and I bet Killian and Theo already had their fun with them as well.