Dobby Has No Master Novels & Stories

Chapter 1 The packed house is full of different wolves and it is majorly full of slaves who venture into one activity or the other, even when they are not fit enough they still participate in their various activities. This is what they always do, especially when they have Lydia as their leader. Lydia walked around the slaves who were busy cooking in the kitchen with her attendance always with her. She looks at them one after the other as she marks the attendance. She was still with the attendance, she glanced through the attendance to see everyone else's name had been marked except Cora's name.

"I haven't Master." I reached out and slapped her breast causing her to cry out in pain. "Yes, you have. You ordered me to fix Chastity. You demanded it! Like some decision I made with regard to one of my sluts was wrong. Are you in charge here Charlotte? Are you the Master?" Her mouth opened and a cry escaped. "No Master." "Are you sure?" "I am sure Master, I am not in charge." "Then I am the Master and you are the slave aren't you?"

For me to have her death on my hands is not a burden I wish to be. But Sebastian is the Vampire Master, and all in his rule shall do as he asks for if he should even have to dare disobey his command, then you shall have hell to pay. And hell, I am going to pay when he finds out the true result of the spell as it comes to its end. I think I might just find myself come to my end today. …Sebastian POV…

Anita loved animals, but due to her hectic schedule when working as a surgeon she was never able to independently raise her own pet, Wendy was only raised fat and white thanks to her mom. "Hey lil doggy," she said slowly getting up from the couch so she didn't scare away the cute little dog that honestly resembled a wolf pup she once saw on a video. Making her way to the front of the couch she reached out a hand to the dog that was obviously giving her a nasty side-eyes, it was surely wondering what this crazy human wanted from him. The dog growled at her as if to say, you're messing with the wrong one human. Anita still reached her hand out to touch the grouchy Mr. Doggy even if she did get

"That is the first part of the binding of an apprentice to the master. I have not agreed to let you live, let alone train you in anything!" "That is also an Oath of Truth." "What significance is that supposed to have?" "The blade was a gift to me, enchanted by the same wizard who enhanced my voice. If I break my Oath, it will pierce my heart." "And if I refuse to take you on?" "Then I am bound to follow and do all I can from the shadows." She said, but her voice was not as strong as it had been until now and she hoped he did not call her bluff. If he refused at this point, they all might be dead by morning.

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

Kara listened attentively, waiting for me to gather myself up. “I am paying a debt,” I called it out. She stared at me as she waited for me to elaborate. But I left it at that. A few seconds ticked before she nodded, aware that I had nothing more to say. “That’s weird.” She said, almost to herself. I raised my head to look at her. “Master never brings anyone to his house. Especially if you owe something to the Syndicate.” Master? Syndicate? Just what the hell was going on?

Master rolled his eyes, watching Elijah’s judgemental eyes. Capo’s phone started to buzz on the coffee table, displaying the name “Samson” on the screen, but Master didn’t bother to pick up. He threw the phone aside, frustrated by the turn of events. His plan to defeat Decker and take control of the underworld had crumbled, and he felt a seething rage inside him.

" Did my cousin see that glass chamber on his way? " asked Alex as he looked around. " I am not your cousin. you have to call me m-master. You a-are a subordinate of ours. " Hames yelled. "Master? you are in my hands and you still want respect in this situation too. I think I didn't give you proper treatment. Who is the real master? I just put my play to make you guys believe me and it's my turn to rule the world. "

Since her attitude seemed not to be changed at all by my reservation, I decided to ask one another. “What?” As I expected, her countenance now turned to be intimidating in smothered anger. “I was wondering about the masters. Who are they?” I put out my confusion cautiously, “Because I had thought Alpha was my only master and I didn’t…” “We had three masters in this castle.” She cut me off abruptly “Alpha Xavier, Mr. Lang and Mr. Drakos. Alpha Xavier regularly come and stay for a few days, since he is very busy with pack stuffs. Mr. Lang, perhaps you have already met with him, liked to stay in his room on daytime and he only come down when nights fell. And Mr. Drakos have been back since last