Chief Spirit Master Novels & Stories

"I'm so sorry Master, I didn't mean to peek. I was just trying to get fresh air and then I saw that man kneeling down and then..." "Shut up." He glared, cocking his gun and pointing it at her head. "I hate when people peek or eavesdrop on things. Things they're not supposed to hear. How many lives do you have Bambi?" He asked. "None. I thought I had a life but right now seeing the situation I'm in Master. I don't have a life." She mumbled and he nodded, bringing the gun down. She was his after all and sooner or later he'd make sure she would become as docile as they all come to be after he was done with them.

Cynthia wondered why he stood below his stage, and also close to the wall like he was a servant. “Master,” she acknowledged and bowed her knee. “No. Not tonight,” the Master whose hand was outstretched to stop her from acknowledging him stated. He glanced at the entrance by the platform and looked back at Cynthia. Then he placed his hands behind his back again. “Bow, Cynthia,” he ordered and she bowed totally on the floor, facing the stage. She was scared before, but it had been tripled. The Grand Master of The Vrek Cult was the scariest and one of the most dangerous men alive. She had never even seem him casually standing alone before. He had never stepped foot below his platform stage befo

Then he almost glared at him, questioning him with raised eyebrows. He instantly lowered his eyes and said, “King, I don’t want to disturb you but my grandmaster had asked me to give you this scroll should the Queen become pregnant.” “Who are you?” I said, eyeing him warily. “Queen, my name is Stephan. I am the only living disciple of the Light Master apart from Yuri.” “What do you mean by ‘Only living’?” Alex blurted out jumping to his feet. “Master had commanded his disciples to take Samadhi once he died. He asked me to deliver this message and continue his tradition.”

After Mr. Hastings presented the ring to the mysterious figures, a heavy silence enveloped the chamber. Finally after a brief pause, the figure seated in the middle, on a throne-like chair,rose to his feet. The figure's face was concealed by the darkness and cloak. With piercing intensity, he scrutinized the ring in Mr. Hastings' hands. It was evident, judging by his authoritative aura, that the figure was the head of the council, known as the Supreme Master. As the Supreme Master took his gaze away from the ring, he turned his attention towards the entrance, where two cloaked figures stood guard. And then with a silent command, the Supreme Master signaled to the guards.

"Go ahead, Miss Cheese. Don't forget to dress beautifully. We’re going for a stroll and some shopping after picking up Abi." Moza ignored Elzen’s playful banter. She turned and walked down the servants' corridor, accompanied by Thalia. Upon reaching Moza’s room, Thalia stopped and spoke in a stern, authoritative tone. "Moza, remember this well. At the retreat house, your concentration must be entirely on the Grandmaster. Your primary duty is to serve and protect him. Everything else is secondary; do not let your attention be diverted by the Young Masters." "I understand, Ma'am," Moza replied with an obedient nod.

They're the only ones who left me, I can't afford to lose them. "Please! Please!" I'm started to breathe heavily and also my vision is starting to blurry, I can't afford to lost consciousness! "Ho?" I heard their young master's foot step coming closer and closer to me until I saw his pair of shoes in front of me. "Then stand up" he command with his authority voice. Even though I was having a hard time standing up I still insisted and looked him straight in his golden eyes with the spiral crimson glowing on it. I wonder why he is the only one who has a spiral crimson on his eyes. Is it the reason why he's the young master of them all?

It called her Master? "Master? What do you mean?" Frost couldn't help but ask. She was so confused, okay! 'It was just what I said. You're my Master. I chose you to be my Master.' The Ancient Phoenix said. Frost fell silent from what she heard. There are two types of beast; beast that is ranked from bronze-ranked beasts to Divine-ranked beasts, then there is the spirit beast. Spirit beast came from the spirit world. A place where immortals lived. It was said that all spirit beasts in the spirit world are all Ancient beasts. And it is very rare for it to choose someone to be its Master. Even in the history of the World of Mage, it could be just counted in one hand to how many mages were chose

The guards showed hesitation at her words, and finding themselves to be at quite a difficult position, none of them made a move forward. "What are you doing? Open the door," she vocalised. Her voice showed the power. "Miss Lee Chaeyeon, I am really sorry about it, but Master ordered that no one is allowed into the mansion without his orders." Lee Chaeyeon let out a scoff and stated, "Don't you know who I am? Yet you dare to act this way? Aren't you afraid of losing your job?" Noticing the harsh glare in their direction, the guards immediately bowed their head again, and one of them said, "I am sorry, Miss Lee Chaeyeon. We didn't mean to offend you.

he wanted to continue but when he saw the deadly gaze of master Damien who seemed to be upset, he immediately stepped back and bowed sitting down fearfully as he doesn't want to get into the master's bad book. He glanced at the other elders who were also looking at him as they well all afraid of the master as well. "I shouldn't have opted to speak on our behalf" he muttered lowly as he prayed for his life. Master Damien stood up and adjusted his dark overflowing robe, picked up his long lion staff and walked out of the meeting hall. The elder who had spoken about him getting a wife heaved a huge sigh of relief thanking his stars as the master seemed to be sparing him.

I have to admit that he's an imposing figure, with his wide chest and impossibly long frame. He stoops down and grabs the woman's chin, forcing her to face him. "I am Desmond Stewart and I am your master. From now on, until I free you from this bind, your will is no longer your own. You will forget everything that happens and your mind will be clear of any words, thoughts, desires, or feelings." He is glamoring her, and I am very confused. Aren't vampires limited to one attendant each by law? The woman's eyes seem to focus and unfocus, and a few seconds later, she smiles at him.