Call Me Master Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

His hand snapped out, gripping my jaw with punishing force. “I’m not your brother,” he growled. “I never was.” He leaned in, breath brushing my cheek. “From now on… you’ll address me properly.” I blinked. “What?” His voice dropped. “You call me Master.” The word sliced through me. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “I won’t.” He stood, slow and towering, brushing invisible dust from his sleeve. “Well,” he said, voice like a blade, “looks like our little princess forgot this isn’t her kingdom anymore.”

’ Sophia thought as she twitched her lips. "I'm sorry to say but that's gross, you know." She stated and turned to leave. "This is part of your job." He said as she pressed her lips together and closed her eyes tightly dejectedly, her back still turned. What is his problem, huh? "Do you want me to start explaining what you are, huh? You're my slave, get it?" That word hit Sophia but she shrugged and made to leave the room, not knowing what reply to give to him.

“If you don't want to be like them, then quit whining like a baby. ” “Ahhhhh” I let out a scream, before attacking wildly at him. But he didn’t move, his hand moved a little, and that was all it took to see me tumbling forward awkwardly. “Knees down, chest up.” master's shout reached me, snapping me out of my thoughts. But through the madness, I could see a twinkle of acknowledgement in my master's eyes. For a second I thought I had imagined it, but he didn’t give me time to find out.

I called. He raised his head and looked at me. "Hmm?" he hummed as an answer. "I will be your master starting today okay?" I said with a smile on my lips. His eyes were sparkling with amusement as if he heard something good. "Master," he uttered. That's right, I am your master Trevor. Don't ever try repeating what you did in the past because I might forget that I am a human and kill you without regret.

"You realise the more you resist me, the more I keep coming back but stronger. That is, until you have satisfied me. What's your name? I need to know what to call you when you quench my thirst... for a while at least. "What's your name first?" "All you need know is that I am your master and you must obey me. If you wish to address me, call me Master." "And if you wish to address me just call me slave." He silently thought of a comeback - something cool, sexy, controlled. The truth was he was attracted to her in more ways than one. Her fiery temper just made him want her more - made him hard as he thought of all the things he was going to do to her and of the things they would do together.

professional as ever. I head back to my Penthouse and find a note there. Hunter, Stop avoiding the inevitable, Stop messing around with weak little humans! Join us, take your rightful place as ruler of our world and This world as we know it! Stop attacking Bathilda as well, She is trying to prepare you, to become the King you are meant to be! ~The Master. I read the note, and I have no words. What the ever-living fuck! Who was this psychopath?

His pale, angular face was partially hidden beneath a beanie, his red eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. He was deep in thought, his mind swirling with concerns about the mysterious disappearances downtown. The threat to his kind was growing, and the need for action was pressing. “Enter, Darius,” the Master’s voice resonated in Darius’s mind before he even reached the door. Telepathy was one of the many abilities the Master possessed, and he used it with ease. Darius stepped inside, bowing respectfully before his uncle. “You summoned me, Master.” The Master’s voice was rich and velvety, with a subtle British accent that gave his words an air of authority. “Yes, Darius. We are meeting with

“I mean, you should have a name. A family.” “I have no one.” “Then how did you get here?” “I don't know.” I slammed my palm on my small, round table, spilling coffee all over the whole place. “I don't know whatever you're up to, but you certainly can't stay here.” I pushed. “I can't be your Master.” Then he stood up, taking slow strides towards me. For a moment, I was blown away by how high and mighty he looked at the moment. If anyone had to call the other master, it could as well be me clinging unto this mysterious guy's feet.

the maid stammered. Rex turned on his heel, heading back to his car, when her trembling voice called out again. "Y-Young Master, the old master said he won't meet you until the problem is solved." That did it. Rex clenched his fists, his knuckles whitening as fresh blood trickled through the cracks in his skin. He yanked his phone from his pocket and dialed his grandfather. The call connected instantly. "I knew you'd come running," the old master's voice rang out smugly. "But there's no use. I won't meet you."

I cautiously put it on just to see what it'd look like on me Then the glow of purple became stronger and the light was blinding filling every corner of my room... I felt great power... like i could do anything... as if I was one with the gem now... I turned around and noticed the book was closed... I was sure I left it open so I picked it up again and this time it opened itself... Then Suddenly... 'HELLO MASTER' (The words Faded into the blank page) I yelped and dropped the book 'PLEASE, DO NOT BE FRIGHTEN, I COME TO SERVE WHOEVER THE BOOK HAS CHOOSES'