Quotes Captain Novels & Stories

At the wheel stood the captain, tall and imposing, his face marred by a jagged scar crossing his left eye, now milky white and blind. Captain Marcus Drago gazed out into the tempest, seemingly oblivious to the elements assaulting him. His jaw was set, his posture rigid, exuding a palpable menace despite the storm's fury. This was a man to be feared, merciless and cunning, who would stop at nothing to achieve his ends. "Captain, the island is within range!" shouted his first mate over the gale. Drago's mouth curved into a cruel smile, his good eye glinting. "Excellent. Prepare to advance."

“Who are you?” “My name is Alpha Crixus. The Alpha of this land. What do you want?” “You destroyed our sport and made those people win a whole lot of money from us.” His brother quickly uttered as I made my way to Alpha Crixus. With the cap on my head, he laughed softly and turned to his brother. “Are you seriously telling me that the Captain of this ship is a lady?” “Are you saying that ladies can’t lead ships?”

“Poppy.” She turned quickly. Her captain’s hat was crooked again, her long hair spilling from underneath it like a small wave that had lost a war, her bangs covering her forehead. Her cheeks had gone rosier from the sea air, but her body was starting to move a little slower. “What?” “Do not build a nation on someone else’s boat.” “This is Daddy’s boat.” “That is not a legal answer.” “Daddy said I’m captain.” “Captain does not mean owner.”

💦Claimed by the Queen💦 The Spanish ship was closing in fast, its sails full in the night wind. My crew was already preparing for battle, but my focus was on the man still tied to my mast, Captain Diego Vargas, my captured prize. “Prepare the cannons!” I shouted to my first mate, my voice carrying across the deck. “And keep him secured. He’s mine.” Diego’s eyes burned with a mix of defiance and raw desire as I approached him again. His cock was still hard, glistening with my juices from our earlier encounter. I ran my hand down his chest, feeling the rapid beat of his heart.

“George, Liam craves your cooking.” George’s voice then took over. “Millie, get yourself treated in the meantime. I’ll be there in a bit.” That night, he didn’t show up. The next morning, he sent me a photo of his cooking. “Liam had extra helpings. He’s in better shape. Is your stomach still causing issues?” I stared at the text message for a long time. My response was brief. “No.” Since then, I saved his contact as Captain Tanner. It wasn’t out of spite.

“You’re terrified? You surprise me.” “Yes, I’m terrified. I’ve never been on a sailboat before and look at him.” “I am looking. He’s a bit rough around the edges, but I suppose that goes hand in hand with this kind of lifestyle. What is it you see that worries you?” At that moment, the sailboat’s captain greeted them from the boat’s bow with a wave and a boisterous, “Halloooo!” “He bears a striking resemblance to Teddy Roosevelt,” Evelyn replied softly, waving back, and watching as the vigorous and exuberant captain rolled his own cigarette and stuck the thing between his lips. “I half expect him to pull a shotgun and charge down the docks with it.”

His cloak fell back into place and Shaun barely saw the captain's emblem on his chest. "I am Captain Aaron, how dare you grab me?" He pulled his hand back and swung his arm back to backhand Shaun. His hand only hit the air as Shaun leaned back, avoiding it. Immediately, the sound of chairs and tables being moved was heard as people cleared space around them. Shaun and the captain started to circle each other; the captain was clearly enraged, but Shaun remained calm. When the door was behind him, Shaun stopped circling wanting to drag this encounter outside to avoid damaging the tavern property.

To him, those whales were swimming dollar signs. "Osprey, zip it!" the captain barked, his fury erupting at the mere thought of hunting. Alexander's past was a mystery, but the air of danger around him was enough to send a shiver down the captain's spine. Osprey shot Alexander a look and begrudgingly took a seat. The rest of the crew clammed up, eyes on the captain, waiting for the word. "Sir, is there anything else you need?" the captain asked softly, noticing Alexander's silence.

She said. “All the warriors are here. We are shipping out tomorrow to arrive at nightfall. Charlie is putting a spell on the ships so we won’t be seen till we step on land. We will send one tracker from each ship to clear about a mile offshore before we let anyone else off the ships.” I told her. “That’s a great idea. I will try to be out there myself.” She said. “Please not by yourself. Not with vampires in the area.” I begged. “I know I’m stupid sometimes but not that stupid. Come on Gunner, give me some credit would ya?” She laughed. She was actually laughing. What is wrong with this girl?!

"Very well, Captain. Looking forward to talk to you later. Now I shall go and call the doctor." Meanwhile, Ava had a little talk with the captain. Although he was a stern guy by nature, he was friendly with her. The captain lived alone in this country after retiring from the army. He had no family left, he had never got married. He simply lived all by himself. Ava promised to visit him tomorrow and brought him a cup of broth and some food.