William Smee Captain Hook Novels & Stories

“Then stay back and let Suzy be the captain of this ship. Every man would be surprised to see a female captain.” “I agree with that.” I thought it was time to know the names of these crew members. All I could do was differentiate them from their facial expressions. One had curly hair, the other had a brown beard along with shaved hair, the third man was quite tall, and there was a short one, but his strength was unmatched after watching him light a cannon alone. The fourth man was walking with the support of a stick, the fifth man had just one hand, and the other had an iron hook on it. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was called the captain, but Phillips, on the other hand, is a man known for

He had a confident stance and an aura of adventure surrounding him. I approached him thinking he would make a fine distraction. I needed a distraction badly. His name was Wilson and he was the Captain. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties with dark hair. "Nice to meet you, Miss Stormie." He said. He looked like a nice guy. I had my share of nice guys and I wanted to try something different. No more nice guys. Wilson showed me the controls and explained what they did while I pretended to pay attention to what he was saying.

William barked out orders, directing the captain to direct the men to offload our loot as soon as possible. “Wow, the first time I'm ever seeing the Maj Cartel treasures,” I thought to myself. The crew moved swiftly, following William's orders as they set to work. The captain stood nearby nodding his head, yelling his own orders to the crew. Once the cargo was unloaded, William turned to the captain and ordered lastly, "We head south, towards the islands.” "Aye aye Sir," the captain replied, almost standing at attention. The crew hurriedly set to work making ready the ship for the journey as William stood on the deck, his eyes fixed on the sea.

We went right until they adjusted, which took six minutes, and then we went left and the opening appeared exactly where Jax had said it would appear and Reyes scored through it. Third period we held the lead and we held it with the specific composure of a team that had been in this situation before and understood what holding a lead required. The buzzer sounded. 1-0. Series lead 1-0. In the handshake line I watched Jax reach the opposing captain. They had known each other for fifteen years. I watched the opposing captain say something low, directly into Jax's ear, and I watched Jax's face change. Not anger. Something more layered. Recognition, maybe. Something that cost him something to rece

He pressed his body against Heitor’s, his foul breath brushing his neck. "I’m going to show you who’s in charge here." With one hand, he roughly squeezed the young man’s backside. "Nice plump ass, lad…" he murmured with a disgusting laugh. Disgusted, Heitor spat directly into his face. The pirate recoiled, wiping the spit away in fury. "You bastard!" He grabbed the lad by the hair, brutally tied his wrists again, and dragged him out of the cabin. Almost the entire crew was on the lower deck with the captain. Rotten Smile pushed him toward the plank of death that extended over the turbulent sea.

When I reached the door, I took a deep breath and knocked three times. “Come in,” a familiar voice called from inside. I opened the door and stepped in. Sitting across from Principal Hargrove was a ridiculously hot guy with dark, slightly tousled hair and striking dark green eyes. I recognized him instantly. Sebastian Hale. Westfield’s captain. The one who had dismantled Hawthorne’s offense on Friday night and smiled at me afterward like he actually saw me.

he finally announced dreadfully. “What?” “She?” “Is this a joke?” “So now we are accepting girls?” The boys complained. “Why? Are you scared I might beat you?” I quirked back. “She’s feisty” one of them remarked. “Emory” Coach Jude called and he stepped forward. “This is Emory, he is the captain of the hockey team” “What’s up princess?” He muttered. Coach turned to look at me, “You wanna join the team, I will give you a chance, if you can score a goal against him, then you are free to join the team”

Captain Mario greeted them as they stepped out of the caddy. "Hi, Captain Mario. Thank you for welcoming us. We can't wait to meet your crew." Charles greeted the captain back. Charles and Esther then walked up the passenger bridge and followed Captain Mario to the living room, where a line of crew members were there to greet them. "Allow me to introduce you to my team." Captain Mario began. "Roger and Laura are my 1st and 2nd officers respectively. Quincy is the officer on watch." "Imelda is my bosun. She has Payton the lead deckhand and two assistant deckhands, Ethan and Aaron. Our security officer is a former army sergeant. We call him Sarge."

the captain introduces, adding, “Mr. James and Mr. Hammond, the Isle Royale’s marine engineer, Mr. Higgins. He’s among the finest to ever sail these waters—of more than ordinary brainpower, mettle and resourcefulness.” Mrs. James smiles brightly and in that instant, the stoic Mr. Higgins appears mesmerized, staring an inordinately long period of time at her face before a generous smile splits his. “Carry on, sir!” Captain Blake claps him several times hard on the shoulders, and offering an elbow to Mrs. James, ushers us on.

Hawk growled and clutched his side, but just as quickly, he pulled back his fist and let it fly until it hit Simon’s nose. The man yelped and cupped his hands over the blood spurting from his face. “But Captain—” “Did Gabe inform the crew not to touch Miss Stanhope?” “Ye don’t understand…” “Did he?” Hawk’s voice lifted. Simon’s face hardened. “Yes, Captain.” “Then I suggest you follow orders or you’ll be punished severely. Do I make myself clear?” “You do, Sir.