Bad Master Novels & Stories

Mom said irritably. " Brian's father owes Big D, apparently Mr. Tremblay isn't just some wealthy businessman, he has men who do dirty work for Big D, in order words he trains boys to become assassins for Big D's use." My mom dropped her wine glass and sat up on the chair. " I'm gonna need you to sit down Mason." " Fine" Mason said sitting down. " Go on"

"It was 8 years ago when I was new in the mafia, everybody started fearing master more after that incident including me." If a mere human ended up that pathetically because of messing with just master's pet then the new madam was master's wife... what would he do to the one who messed up with her? "Moral of the story, nobody with brains messes with master's stuffs Dawg..." People don't kid around when they call master Alejandro a monster. He really was one and there is a lot more coming in future to see now. By stating those words, Gabrio clearly hinted Alvaro to correct himself but rather he got something weird to hear next from him.

Gesturing toward Isla, who sat trembling and speechless, I said, "She claimed she was your daughter. Brave of her, wasn't it? To insult her own 'father' to his face—calling him an old, useless man." Mr. Lowell shook his head frantically, tears streaking down his face. "No! She's not my daughter. She's just… one of my mistresses. She has nothing to do with the Lowell family!" Then he whirled, kicking Isla savagely. "Slut! How dare you run your mouth and drag me down with you!" At the word mistress, Austin snapped. "What? I only made you my lover because I thought you were Mr. Lowell's illegitimate daughter. I let you bear my child for that reason! You dared deceive me, you whore!"

The sound of his hands slapping onto his grey sweatpants had somehow made it all worse. And he had known it was annoying the shit out of me. The fucked-up amusement in his eyes had shown that perfectly well. I swear he was the definition of ADHD. Then, after ten minutes of him slapping his hands on his thighs, he was humming the fucking Barbie Girl song. On. Repeat. Or nonstop. Whatever. It was the same goddamn chorus over and over again. I'd tried putting headphones in, occupying myself with How I Met Your Mother, or listening to Bruno Mars, but somehow, he always managed to bring my attention back to him.

he said biting his fingers, acting like he was actually considering something. "Oh I'm sorry, no vacant positions. You can be my personal assistant if you want, I'm sorry but that's the only vacant position. Or you can be my mistress you know, then you'll be assured I'd take absolutely good care of you" he said with confidence and with a scorning smirk.

Georgia shouted. Jun was watching them. “I don’t understand what is happening! Do you know each other? And Adam, my son, just leave, we are not yet done. I paid her service because your mom is so boring at sex, this woman is the best, I will fuck her tonight so get lost, my son!” Jun shouted and then grabbed Georgia’s other hand. Georgia looked at Jun. “Hey, Mr. Jun..” She mumbled. ‘That is why his last name is very familiar, it is Adam’s surname. Adam Yamazaki.’ Georgia thought. Adam glared at him. “Shut the fuck up, I will call the police, you are still married to mom, stop cheating on her!” Adam shouted.

'When you begin to find it hard to do good, good with no expectations of payment then know that you're already in hell, your own hell on earth. His mother's voice rang loud and clear in his head. He fought back the tears. Freaking Clemente, you just got yourself a free tutor.

he said, "Bad luck. You might forget to look at the almanac before going out tonight and met a madman..." In his mind, Sword Master, who remained silent for a long time, laughed gloatingly and heartlessly. "You silly goose! What a farce to gloat over! If Little Chap Ding's life was in danger, we'd both die. You're so cheap. No wonder you're called Sword (Despicable) Master!" Saber Master ignored the image of the "beautiful girl" that she attempted creating and jumped to her feet and scolded away. "B**ch, you want to fight? A little drunkard and madman in the Martial King realm! And you mean to tell me I'll be fearful of him?" Enraged, Sword Master pointed out the strength of the man in black

I told you not to come if you didn't kill the doctor Sorry master the nurse punish the alarm before she die I punish those who fail me Yes master punish me,am a bad girl Yes you are Master came close to me and bit me,it was painful like hell Master please stop Before I know it master look at me and shout No one tell me to do So sorry master Master was angry he took me to his castle and take me to a room stay here am coming Master left and I was crying Am a bad girl ,master shouted at me As I was crying to the door open Come Yes master Master took me to the kitchen and gave me a red drink master it tomatoes juice No it blood drink it Yes master I drank it and it was bitter I wanted to vomit b

“How bad was the day?” Olivia considered. “Scale of one to ten?” “Sure.” “Jack.” Tessa didn’t hesitate. “We’ll take six. To start.” The waiter nodded and disappeared. “Love that for us,” Isabella said, adjusting her bracelet. The shots arrived quickly. Clear liquid in neat little glasses, lime wedges on a small plate beside them. They didn’t wait. Glasses clinked. “To bad decisions,” Tessa declared. “To better ones,” Isabella corrected.