Shanks First Mate Novels & Stories

The thought echoed through every mind on the cliffside. ​I watched as the ocean claimed the first of the Southern ships. The pillar of water crashed down on the deck of Julian’s vessel, the sheer weight of it snapping the bone masts like dry twigs. The screams of the Southern sailors were lost in the roar of the surf. The siphons, overcharged with the poisoned light, exploded in bursts of jagged glass and red steam. ​“They are launching the skiffs!” Thorne shouted, his voice a guttural rasp. “They are coming to the shore!”

I berated myself for speaking that way to him and even Leia joined in the scolding. "Do you know something, Ariah?" She asked. "No, tell me," I said eagerly. "I've always been here with you on your crazy and adventurous journey of life." She said and a bored look came to my face. "I'd have preferred if my life had a little less danger and a little more happily ever after. Right now, I don't see things ending well for me, my first mate rejected me and locked me up. He treated me cruelly and abused me like I was some kind of rag he hated to set his eyes on." I paused, waiting for a remark from her but none came. "If you have truly been with me all this while then you should know who I am talki

Esmeralda's POV: I was shocked when Killian had told everyone present that I was his mate and fated lover. I froze for a minute and my heartbeat quickened, I looked up to him whilst feeling his strong hand on my shoulder. His eyes met mine and I could not breath.

Her voice sounds a bit confused, which I was expecting. "I told you to leave!" I slam my hands on the desk, and she flinches fearfully. "Ye... Yes, Sir," She stutters before she turns and scurries out of my office, closing the door behind her. "Shit!" I curse under my breath as soon as she's out of the office, running my fingers through my hair. This wasn't supposed to happen. This isn't another punishment, is it? My name is Miguel Jaxon, thirty-three years old cursed Alpha of Dynamite pack. Yes, you heard that. What would you call an Alpha that has lost four of his mated? Yes, you will ask how it all happened, but I guess it's all because of my ill fate. I was only twenty five when I had my

The captain's head was bowed, saliva dripping from his mouth. — We... we saw him once. He was Italian. No names. - New? Old? - New. Early twenties, maybe. - AND? When he didn't respond, I pulled the knife from the first mate's leg and placed it in the captain's uninjured thigh. When the screams subsided, I said, “What else can you tell me?” — He looked different from you. From another region. North, perhaps. “Your shirt,” added the first mate. — It had a round, blue circle. With an N in it.

“How far back are we talking, Jake?” He swallowed. His knuckles went white against the desk. “Before you.” The room spun a little. I pressed a hand against the wall. “How long before me?” “Years.” His voice was a whisper now. “She was… my first mate.” The words fell heavy, final — a guillotine slicing through what we used to be. For a second, I forgot how to breathe. “Your what?” My voice trembled. “Jake, you said you never—”

What in the world had happened to him? “My first mate.” He paused, more like he was hesitant to speak further. I patted his shoulders, calming his throbbing nerves. “She.. she was a low breed, poor and undesirable to me. The moment I discovered she was my mate, I cursed her, refusing her without thinking twice.” “And what's her name? The name of this first mate of yours?” I gulped down saliva, uncertain how he was going to take this. “Vera!! That was her name. I remember it more than anything else.” He looked into my face as if searching for something.

I do as I’m instructed and follow along behind him, hoping he will share something with me. “There were a lot of extenuating circumstances with my first mate, and we accidentally rejected each other. She was gifted a new mate before I was even back in the picture. As I said, I wasn’t the best guy in my twenties.” “But you are better now?” “I like to think so.” “What was she like, your first mate?” I ask, hoping he keeps the conversation going. “She was a kick-ass fighter who took no shit from anyone. But she was also fierce, loyal, and kind.”

AUTUMN: Let us see if Beta Maddox could give what I wanted in exchange for doing what he desired me to do. He suddenly looked at me with a disgusted expression on his face. "Me? Why would it have to be me?" "You. Why not? You're my first mate. They said the first one is the most memorable of all. Unless you wanted to ask for my second chance mate instead?" At the mention of my second chance mate, his eyes turned sharp.

he said, with a low and calm voice. “It's possible I'm Sasha's second chance mate. She told me her first mate rejected her at the mating ceremony.” I continued. “And that was why she went to the club that night to drink away her sorrow but ended up meeting me, who was her second chance mate, so it's possible for you to get one too,” I told him. “Wow, I never knew she had a first mate before you,” he stated, while I also told him I never knew too, until she told me herself.