A Martial Master Wakes Up Novels & Stories

I gulped in fear witnessing his grey eyes shooting fire at me making me look down. "I-I am sorry Master but it's past 6 am. I tried waking you up but ---" My words got interrupted by his deep cold voice. "Did I say you can talk?" I bowed my head more down afraid of what he will do to me. "Answer me." I flinched a little when he raised his voice. "N-No Master," I said shaking my head. I felt my hands trembling when I heard nothing but pure silence in the room. His silence was terrifying me even more.

He can always snap, may it be by accident or not. "The Master will see you two now." Henchman said as he appeared from behind the closed doors. I gave a pitiful sigh as we stood and walked into the meeting room. I just wanted to rest for now, unwind from the haunting image of the Kingdom. Not that I would get much rest do to my traumatic nightmares. But it was still nice to have small breaks. Upon our entry Master had his arms crossed over his chest, back against the back rest of the chair. He appeared displeased.

They were his best trackers ever in the wolf Kingdom. He heads for his bathroom. ************ WereCat Kingdom: Jor Room: Jor stirred in his sleep and touched his bed, feeling nothing, he opened his eyes and stared at the empty side A was supposed to be. He groans as he sit upright in his bed. He was a deep sleeper and that was why he didn't know when she left.

What on earth had been in that vile? "Eager! I like it!" he said with a smirk, mirth dancing in his eyes. “Relax, all good things come to those who wait.” Amused he lowered my hand and brought the vile to my lips. Tilting it so the blood entered my mouth and ran down my throat. In seconds I felt stronger and the pain in my body vanished, I suddenly felt stronger, faster. Alive and amazing. Powerful! I felt powerful.

Everything looked good on him lately. The sound of someone knocking on the door had Liam, turn to look at the door. Walking towards the door and grabbing the doorknob, Liam gently opened it. Butler James was standing outside, when he saw Liam, he bowed slightly. "Young Master Liam, are you ready for your daily Martial arts lesson?" Butler James asked politely.

he hissed in front of the widened eyes of the scared man. He casted him over to the corner, exercised his neck a little, and popped his knuckles, and extended a leg backwards. He build a momentum and then surges his legs towards the surface of the door. On the other side of the door, inside the room, Beta Mellow has already awoken. His neck is suffering from a stiff neck. But his whole body is relaxed and is clearly well rested. “What's with that noise?” he screamed, surely bothered by it.

He looked offended and confused at the same time when Zachary’s men were laughing at him. He didn’t understand why they were so calm about this. His boss got that that young master’s red card and Zachary Dawson was not supposed to be this calm. Not to mention he seemed to bring only ten of his men. “You ugly bastard! Who you are talking to our young master like that?!” They snapped at him, made him almost flinched. He was not supposed to be scared but that man they called young master Dawson stood so tall and mighty in the middle really bring out the different dark aura.

My uncle's been arrested, and I have nowhere to go…] I silently deleted the message and looked up at the stars beyond the window. At last, the gears of fate were turning toward justice.

His broad shoulders were relaxed, his dark hair slightly messier than usual, completely devoid of the sharp three-piece suit he wore like armor to face the world. He didn't look up immediately, but the quiet corner of his lips twitched upward as if he could feel my shock from across the room. "You're awake," he said, his low, gravelly baritone rumbling softly through the quiet morning air. "Julian?" I asked, my voice raspy from sleep, my hand lingering on the edge of the marble counter as I stared at the domestic scene before me. "Are you... cooking?"

Alarms rang in his mind as vital energy surged in his sea of consciousness, preparing to expel this giant image. "Oh!" This naturally caught the grandmaster's attention. He had not expected this group of youngsters to include so many major martial gods. Aside from Herman, they were all unfamiliar faces.