Post Captain Novels & Stories

I guess he has been into a lot of battles and he delivers an aura of a genuine leader. His veins were visible in his hands like the roots of a tree nurtured on good soil, enough sunlight, and has survived amidst all the catastrophes. “I’m Captain Orley Nebuchister El Katanaga De Casteganio Ellisto Puedonito Bastamtike.” I tried not to laugh after hearing his short name. “Your name sounds honorable, Sir. But it’s lengthy and easy to forget. I would suggest you change it into a cooler one like… red beard. Captain Red Beard of the West.”

As if he forgot something, he trails his hand over his head, "I'm really sorry, I failed to introduce myself. I'm Captain Charlie." He smiles as he says this, this amuses me. "Captain in a boat? Sorry, I'm not abusing your hustle!" I say with a chuckle. We have fallen into the hands of a funny Sailor, we wouldn't be bored throughout the journey. I was scared that if we would get into the hands of someone who sees his only job as sailing, that would be quite boring. My eyes leave Charlie and Dustin, go to the boat, which is high-tech designed, then to the large water body which lays still, the green fields and plants at strategic positions on this creek, makes the environment so serene.

I wait for him to read and reply. Captain : There is nothing to be afraid off. You had a bad dream , tough… but you woke up , didn’t you? Do not let this one night mare rule your life and your sleep…remember it is just a dream… Now you know why his name is Captain – he always guides me down the right path. Like I said , he was an angel sent to me by Jesus. Me : You’re right… Captain : And secondly…do I even need to say it?

Not that I am certain they were indeed telling the truth. Sinasaway na ako ni Athelia sa pagtawa, mukha namang natutuwa si Kian sa asar kong tawa. I stared at Athelia to confirm answers. Walang bahid na pagbibiro sa mukha nito. Ena was even grinning amusingly, nakatingin na sa akin. Kian heaved his arms widely like he was showing me surprise. "Did it shocked you? He really is the Vice-Captain of Ursus Hoops. Ivan is the Captain."

Elijah chuckles and pecks my cheek. “We need a new Captain of the guard, since I fired the last one a couple of nights ago. Dale, Ashton and I have had three in our minds, and effectively narrowed it down to two. One is going to be Captain, and the other his Second in command. We have made sure none of them is in the arms of my mother, who is also on the agenda list for this meeting today. Ashlee, Milan and Lauren, if you don’t want to be present for this, you are allowed to go. It could be long and boring.” All three of them lean back in their seats, and Elijah laughs. “Alright then. I’ll call them in one at the time, and girls.” All of us look at him. “I want your opinion on both of them b

She departed. “Sheesh, what a douchebag,” Katie snorted once the lieutenant faded into the distance. We all quivered since the Jormungand commander was in front of us. Instead of being offended, he nodded to agree. “Sadly, Del Rio is going to be promoted to captain after this run.” “Her… a captain?” Wilt said incredulously. “Sounds like you dislike her,” Alex murmured. “She’s a good leader, but not a team player,” he said. “Enough about that. So tell me what’s going on in India.” Once again, we exchanged skeptical looks.

He snapped a wrist shot into the top corner of the net so hard the black puck rattled violently inside the twine. Ethan slammed his stick against the plexiglass in celebration, cheering. Damon coasted backward, turning toward the stands to wipe sweat from his brow with his glove. His dark eyes scanned the perimeter until they locked onto me standing by the tunnel. Even from fifty feet away across a crowded ice rink, I saw his entire demeanor shift. The ruthless, cutthroat captain melted away. A tiny, quiet smile touched his lips—a private, subtle look meant entirely for me. My betraying heart gave a sudden, painful flutter. I couldn't help it. I smiled back.

“How exactly are things going with you?” Belle felt her stomach twist. She knew her father wasn’t asking out of idle curiosity. There was an edge to his voice, a challenge hidden behind the words. Noah met Mikhail’s gaze, his expression unreadable. “Things are going well, sir. Work’s been keeping me busy, but Belle and I are managing fine.” Mikhail leaned forward slightly, elbows resting on his knees, his sharp eyes locking onto Noah. “So, Noah,” he began, his tone casual but carrying a hint of tension. “Still balancing your role as trustee and professor, huh? Quite a responsibility.”

My condition couldn't handle the amount. I spilled the water out of the blue. "It's salty!" Haiban takes the glass from my hand and enchants it. "You're not good with visitors as always, captain," he teases, then gives me the glass with purified water in it. "You," the captain leans his elbows on his table, "brought a woman with you. What do you need to talk about with me?" he asked. His cold sharp eyes and the monotone are so unwelcoming unlike his laughter while slaughtering his people a while ago. What a psycho.

I asked. The captain raised a brow. “That information is classified.” “We’re not asking for the blueprints of your building,” I said. “Just his name.” Cole leaned in. “We won’t make a scene. We won’t cause trouble. This isn’t about anything dramatic. It’s about giving his daughter peace.” The captain looked at us like he was deciding if we were idiots or troublemakers—or both. Ryder added quietly, “Please.” Something in the captain’s face cracked—not sympathy, just tiredness.