Call Me Master Blood On The Dance Floor Novels & Stories

“Not even if it pays off your entire debt? I’ll fund your next show as well, along with buying you a home.” My head moved back slightly. He didn’t look at me at all as he said it, and it was odd. “Look at me while you say that.” He didn’t do as I said, so I said it louder, “Dominic. Look at me.” Still no reaction from him, I glanced back over my shoulder and let my eyes follow his line of sight. My heart skipped a beat. On the other side of the dancefloor stood the silhouette from the first nightmare I had; the one who said “Master” and pointed to my belly before paralyzing me and putting a knife to it.

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

Master Gray’s voice drifts me off my thoughts, his tone dripping venom, “was that you dance in the private room, and you dared tell me no? Do I feed you so you can disobey me?” He kicks my ribs, and white pain flares. “I’m sorry,” I whisper, “P…please forgive me, Master. Please.” He leans closer and grabs my jaw so roughly I swear the bones shift. “Forgiveness, huh?” His breath smells like rotten wine. “You’re lucky I didn’t have the guards beat you, Now get up!” I push myself upright, trembling from the mix of fear and pain that shoots through me. “You’re dancing in Room Seven, tonight,” he growls. “A high-ranked Lycan is attending tonight, so you'd better not keep him waiting.”

He asks me holding his hand out. I look to Terry and Joan who are standing near me at the bar waiting for our drinks. It looks like its going to be a minute before our drinks are ready so I mindlink them and let them know to bring my drink to me on the dance floor and I would be dancing with Alpha Callen. I smile and take his hand and let him lead me to the dance floor as ‘Wolves’ by Selena Gomez comes on. It’s the perfect mix of fast and slow that I can use to tease the SHIT out of Alpha Callen.

Nosh seemed to have gotten used to the situation long ago, slowly tasting the food on the table. Even though those were cooked meats, all I could think of was the image of Noah biting my neck off. Hearing the sound, he stopped eating to look at me. "Sorry...master..." My voice was a little hoarse. Kneeling on the ground, my nose was sore, but I could still smell the growing smell of blood. He didn't answer, but just let me kneel on the floor, which was covered with a beautiful carpet that was dark red and looked like blood flowing on the floor.

I wasn’t entirely sure I was peak enough to deal with end but I sure as hell will try even if it drains me of my last drop blood. Jessica hovered around me. It felt like I had a ghosts or a personal guardian Angel sipping coffee behind me. She drank up like she hadn’t been up searching through emails and information concerning child all night. “He’s not here yet,” she muttered. I nodded. “He’ll be. They always show up when they think their plans are taking shape feeling smarter than the rest of us humble earthling.” Mara stuck her head in looking like she had seen better days. Who hadn’t on this floor, anyway. “Boardroom three For you. He just stepped in and is ready for you. Should I get Mr

How could he have such deep resentment? Helio leaned down, his voice low and dripping with menace. "I want you to know one thing," he said, his hand tightening slightly on her jaw, "I am the master here. Seeing you act bold and defy me only makes me want to destroy you. But I hold myself back... because I don’t want to lose my favorite toy. So do as I say, and live obediently." His words hit her harder than the slap. The cruel dominance in his tone sent a shiver down her spine, but Victoria refused to show fear. Even as she felt a flicker of terror, she kept her eyes locked on his, determined not to look away.

Master was now standing before me, separating me from Drake who was still on the floor. "What did you do to me you backstabbing bastard?" I hissed through my teeth. Master made no move and just crossed his arms, watching me. I couldn't read him, he was stoic and expressionless. If he wasn't going to answer me, then I would leave. I let my eyes wander around the room, looking for an opening. It was small, smaller than the rooms I was use to sleeping in. More importantly, it was a small stone room with no windows. I peeked around Master's shoulders and noticed a gate. Was I in a prison cell? Since when did the Manor have a dungeon? So I glared at Drake who had pieced himself together and stood

Fuck me now. “W-What do you want?” Help me. Help me, please. He chuckles. “You’re ready on the floor, doc, so this should be easy.” Fuck me. “What do you want?” “Kneel.”

"Your sister would need to get used by one of the Masters, but the Masters don't do virgins, Mica. They hate the blood that comes from a woman. So, Master Khalid needs to make her bleed before the party. 'Bring her to the hall now", he answered and walked away. Mica stood like a ghost in between the door, staring blankly into space. Everything became clear to her - what was about to happen. She's been down that road before. The Master wasn't going to sleep with her, he was only going to make her bleed.